Miss Jun lied and smiled without saying anything.

Xia Yong looked angrily at the men who hadn't yet figured out what was going on.

"Shut up, everyone." he shouted.

The men fell silent and everything became quiet.

As expected, he was the person drawn by the master on the formation diagram, and he was obviously very majestic here.

Miss Jun looked at Xia Yong, and Xia Yong also looked at her.

This little girl is so good at talking. When people like them who are not good at speaking meet such a person, they can only respond by keeping silent.

"In any case, don't worry, Miss Jun. We won't take up too much of your time." He said crisply, "And please rest assured, Miss Jun, we won't hurt you, nor will we lose your medical fees."

After saying this, he bowed to Miss Jun.

"Miss Jun, please take a rest first. We will go and make arrangements for the children in the village."

Without waiting for Miss Jun to say anything, he turned around and waved to the onlookers, called Sister Xia over to give her a few words of advice, and then left with everyone. In a blink of an eye, only Xia Yong's wife and a few other women were left in the yard.

"Ms. Jun, although you may not believe it, we really have no ill intentions." Xia Yong's wife said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you..."

Before she finished her words, Miss Jun smiled and nodded.

"I believe," she said, "that you mean no harm."

She hasn't said anything yet, but you believed it?

The prepared words of persuasion were no longer useful, as Xia Yong's wife looked at her for a moment.

True faith or false faith?

"Whether it's true or false, we are honest people and won't tell anyone. Miss Jun, just wait and see what we do." She said, clasping her hands.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Yes, whether I really believe it or not, you will know it by watching what I do." She said, "But Aunt Xia, please let me write a letter to my people to say hello."

Xia Yong's wife smiled.

"Hurry up, make something for Miss Jun. We've been working all night and are exhausted." She avoided answering and greeted the other women. She then took Miss Jun's arm and said, "Come on, Miss Jun. The room is ready. You can take a rest."

Her hands were rough but strong. Miss Jun took a look and thought that they must have been the result of years of practice.

Although she had no ill intentions, they would not believe that she did what she said. She was the same. She was very friendly to them, but she would not tell them everything.

"Then you guys should be careful, it should be very lively outside." She said, and walked into the house without resistance.

The women looked at Xia Yong's wife, who waved at them and everyone got busy.

Under a big tree at the entrance of the village, a group of people were standing and squatting, talking.

"Have people outside really found us?" An older man looked at Xia Yong and asked.

Xia Yong sat on a large bluestone under the tree, looking gloomy and silent.

"Isn't this little girl scary?"

"How can it be that fast?"

Everyone talked about it.

"Okay, stop arguing and keep your eyes on the outside." Xia Yong interrupted everyone's discussion.

He stood up, tapped his shoe on the stone, and put it on.

"No matter what she says, whether it's scary or tempting, we still have to do what we have to do. We need to add a few more scouts outside."

He paused here and scanned the people in front of him one by one.

"Everyone, please be careful. We will probably have to move to a new place this time. I hope we can leave together and no one will be left behind."

Everyone stood up, straightening their bodies as he spoke. No matter they were old or young, they all had serious expressions and firm eyes, like soldiers waiting for orders.

"Yes." They answered in unison, their voices deep and powerful.

The crowd dispersed, and only Xia Yong and two others were left under the tree.

"Isn't this too risky?" a man said after a moment of silence.

Xia Yong was silent for a moment.

"This opportunity is really rare." He said, and then laughed at himself, "It's not that we took the risk, but we were too stupid to take the risk without doing it well..."

Speaking of this, Miss Jun appeared in front of him again.

"The most important thing is that you are not without flaws."

"It's right to stir the water, but when it stirs, you're standing in the water too."

Her voice was soft and did not convey any emotion, but when Xia Yong recalled it now, he could clearly see her raised brows.

That kind of raised eyebrow... doesn't feel like a mockery, but rather feels confident and determined.

He was convinced by her words.

It's really incomprehensible. Why would he trust someone he had never met before and who was captured by him?

"It's nothing, just be careful. Even if trouble comes, there's nothing to be afraid of," he said.

The two men also regained their composure.

I just don't know if they will still be so calm when they know that Qingyuan Prefecture has become lively. In any case, General Peng is not calm at all.

He stood on the street and watched the crowd pouring in one direction like a tide.

"Give money?" he said in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"What does that mean? Just find someone." Prefect Qingyuan said unhappily, wiping the sweat from his forehead again. He had been sweating ever since he learned that Miss Jun was kidnapped and missing.

"Deshengchang gives money to everyone so that everyone can find people together?" General Peng seemed to understand and asked.

"Of course, this shows that they don't trust us." Prefect Zhou said coldly, "We asked you to escort Miss Jun, but you lost her. Who would dare to let you go to find her? You might even accidentally kill her."

General Peng has heard such sarcastic remarks all the time since the news of Miss Jun's disappearance spread.

"I told you that it was Miss Jun who didn't let us follow her and she wanted to leave on her own," he argued with a red face.

Prefect Zhou snorted.

General Peng was unwilling to continue the topic, and before he could speak, he stepped forward and looked at the crowd with a frown.

"What can these people do? It's complete nonsense," he said.

The escort said to call for help, so he meant these people? Are you crazy?

Lei Zhonglian didn't think he was crazy, and neither did the people from Deshengchang. They looked calm and were busy but not chaotically arranging arrangements for the influx of people.

"What we need you to do is very simple." Lei Zhonglian repeated loudly to the crowd in front of him, "All the information about Zhang Qingshan. There will be extra money for those who find out the information."

"Has Miss Jun really been kidnapped?" a question was raised in the crowd.

The news was no longer kept secret, Lei Zhonglian nodded.

"According to current information, it was done by people near Zhangqing Mountain," he said. "We are new here and are not familiar with this place, so we would like to ask for your help."

As he spoke, he bowed, and everyone in Deshengchang followed suit.

"Please go over there and collect some money as a reward for your hard work. It's our gift to you." Lei Zhonglian said, pointing to the other side.

Seeing Lei Zhonglian pointing over, several guys tore off the cloth covering the table, and there was an immediate uproar at the scene.

There were no less than a dozen large baskets on the table, all filled with money, dazzling in the sunlight.

This scene is very common in the wealthy areas of Jiangnan, especially when watching the tide. It is said that the wealthy businessmen will throw baskets of money into the water, attracting countless tide-watchers to scramble for it.

It was too dangerous to grab money from the tide, it would cost one's life, but now they could just get some information to grab the money, it was too easy and too tempting.

The stable borders over the past decade have made life much better for the people in the north, but this is the first time they have seen such a dispersal of wealth, and the crowds suddenly surged.

Governor Zhou and General Peng were also stunned watching from the sidelines.

As long as you report any news related to Zhang Qingshan, you will be given money. If you increase the amount of money based on the importance of the news, the people in Qingyuan Prefecture will go crazy.

To bandits and robbers, a few civilians or even dozens of soldiers are not a threat, but thousands or even tens of thousands of them rushing towards one target is terrifying.

Damn, I’m so rich. It’s great to have money.

The disabled man who looked stupid and dumb said to call for help, but the person who called for help was really scary.

General Peng smacked his lips.

Jin Shiba, who was standing on the other side of the street, saw this scene and smiled.

"If we really captured Miss Jun, I'm afraid we really won't be able to get out," he said.

Lu Yunqi asked them to arrest Miss Jun after the vaccination was completed in order to avoid crazy obstruction from the people who were concerned about their interests being harmed.

When the vaccination was over, Miss Jun became dispensable to the common people. When people are faced with something that is dispensable, they will naturally think more and hesitate.

But when something happened, he didn't want to talk about friendship, but talked about money directly.

There is a saying in this world that money makes the world go round, great rewards always bring out brave men, people die for money and birds die for food.

"It's good to have money." Jin Shiba said with a smile.