Of course Luo Qingqing would not let the thief take her purse like that.
She chased after him without hesitation.
After chasing him for two blocks, we finally caught the hateful thief.
Luo Qingqing angrily grabbed the thief by the back of his collar, as if he were holding a piece of trash.
The thief handed over the purse with a sad face and kept begging for mercy: "Master, please spare my life, master, please spare my life. I was forced to steal things. I used to be an honest bandit.
It was really a bad year. Our stronghold was taken over by the Xirong people and all our things were stolen. I have been hungry for a long time, so I had no choice but to steal things, wuwuwu..."
How can a bandit be honest?
Look at what this guy said, as if being a bandit was a meritorious thing.
After hearing this, Luo Qingqing didn't feel the slightest sympathy for this man's plight.
Even though she is in the same industry with them now.
However, the news about the Xirong people made her fall into deep thought.
It was because of Luo Qingqing's hesitation that the thief thought he had met a kind person today.
He cautiously reached out his hand towards Luo Qingqing's purse again and asked flatteringly, "Hero, you also feel sorry for me, don't you? Are you planning to give me your purse?"
"Bah!" Luo Qingqing quickly put the purse into her arms.
This was hers, how could she possibly give the money to this stranger?
She hooked her finger at the man and asked, "Tell me about the news of the Xirong people."
Speaking of the Xirong people, the thief seemed indignant, "They are people from the Rito tribe of Xirong country, our stronghold is on the edge of Jiulin Mountain.
A few nights, a group of people from the Ritsu tribe broke in, killed many of us, and stole all our food and weapons.
My brothers and I escaped the disaster. Our village chief said that the commander of Tongzhou was dead, and there was no one who could subdue these Western Rong people. We were lucky to be alive.
We should prepare some food and head south in the next few days. We can’t stay in the northwest anymore. Who knows when the Xirong people will attack us?”
Luo Qingqing pondered.
Just when the thief didn't know what Luo Qingqing was thinking, Luo Qingqing said, "I'm going to take you somewhere, are you willing to go?"
I guess Luo Qingqing does look quite decent.
Yes, what harm can a beautiful person do?
The thief agreed without asking any questions.
He also called over seven or eight rough men. They used to be very powerful when they were bandits, but now they are all as poor as dogs that have lost their homes.
The thief pointed at the most burly and dispirited man and introduced him, "That's the chief of our village, Liu Zhuang, and I'm Zhang Xiaotie."
Luo Qingqing saw that the men looked so listless, and thought they were probably hungry.
She was kind enough to buy a few steamed buns for each of them.
The men ate the steamed buns with gratitude, and followed Luo Qingqing to Jiuyou Mountain Village in a daze.
Jiuyou Mountain Village is not a place without rules, and people are not allowed to bring strangers in.
But Luo Qingqing is different.
Everyone knows that Luo Qingqing is capable and good at both literature and martial arts.
He was previously valued by the chief, and now he is valued by the third chief. The second chief also admires him very much.
Not only many girls in the village like her, but many men also like her.
Luo Qingqing is doing very well in the village.
It would be easy for her to bring a few people in.
She entered the mountain stronghold, left Liu Zhuang and the others outside, and went into the house to find the third leader.
If a new person wants to enter the village, he must go through the three village chiefs.
Luo Qingqing briefly explained Liu Zhuang and the others' situation, then said to the third village chief, "Third village chief, Liu Zhuang and the others were desperate, so we took them in. Firstly, we were doing a good deed, but it wasn't just for the sake of doing good. I think we should take this opportunity to strengthen the village so that if the Western Rong people come one day, we won't be powerless to resist."
She was born into a family of generals, and under the influence of her father and brothers, the idea of defending the country was deeply engraved in her bones.
The third leader twirled his beard and pondered for a while.
Finally, he clapped his hands and praised, "Luo Qing, you truly have a long-term vision. The village chief and I have been thinking together about the future direction of the village. Your suggestion is truly enlightening and revelatory to me."
The third leader walked to the door and observed Liu Zhuang and the others from a distance.
He saw that they all had serious eyes and honest faces, and did not look like evildoers.
He said to Luo Qing, "Take them to Xiaoshuang to register their information and ask Xiaoshuang to arrange some work for them."
Luo Qingqing nodded in agreement.
Miao Xiaohua has been dead for some time, but Xiaoshuang is still immersed in the pain of losing Miao Xiaohua.
He looked listless and drowsy all day long.
During this period, he made many mistakes in his work, but the good-tempered Third Chief did not blame him too much and just asked him to redo it again and again.
During this period, Xiao Shuang had seen Luo Qingqing, but he no longer had the hostility he once had towards her as his former love rival.
He just felt more painful when he saw Luo Qingqing because Luo Qingqing always reminded him of Miao Xiaohua.
He didn't think it was wrong to fall in love with a social climber.
He only blamed himself for not being charming enough to make Miao Xiaohua fall in love with him.
Luo Qingqing handed Liu Zhuang and the others over to Xiao Shuang.
Liu Zhuang and the others expressed their gratitude to Luo Qingqing profusely.
They had the idea of going south.
But they are just a few people who have lost their homes. Apart from their physical strength, it is not easy for them to find a place to stay even if they go to the ends of the earth.
It would be the best thing for them to be able to enter Jiuyou Mountain Village.
At least they don't have to wander around in this troubled times.
Luo Qingqing smiled.
A younger brother rushed to find Luo Qingqing. As soon as he saw her, he said breathlessly, "Luo Qing, the chief and third chiefs want you to go to the chief's wooden house."
This was the first time Xiao Jiuchen sent someone to call Luo Qingqing after he transferred her to work with the third leader for more than a month.
Luo Qingqing was not surprised, as she knew everything clearly.
Although she has been kept in seclusion for many years, her knowledge is incomparable to that of ordinary people.
She lived in the capital, and the people she usually dealt with were the wives of important officials of the Jin Dynasty. Her father and brothers corresponded with her and liked to talk to her about things outside. She was not a lady in the boudoir who knew nothing.
Xiao Jiuchen wanted to distance himself from her, but she would not force herself to get close to him.
She wanted to show her uniqueness and prove that she was capable of becoming his right-hand man.
She wanted to be someone he would respect, not a dispensable existence.
People, after all, are all about profit.
As long as she is useful, Xiao Jiuchen will definitely use her.
Luo Qingqing walked calmly into Xiao Jiuchen's wooden house.
Xiao Jiuchen's gaze passed over her, his face was calm, and his eyes were so deep that it was impossible to tell his emotions.
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