Chapter 39 Luo Gao: "It's not unfair to lose."
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The journey back was another turbulence.
They return, the prisoners return, and the criminals return.
The rain was pouring down, the ground was muddy and smelly, everyone was covered in dirt, and the door was closed again to block out the rain that was blown in by the violent wind outside.
But there was still the sound of raindrops hitting the door and windows madly.
There was a rattling sound, accompanied by the sound of thunder from an unknown distance.
But the person who came in first was not Jiang Hui, but a woman who had been protected all the way.
Pull down the brim of the hat.
"Hey, Ninth Young Master?!"
Yan Siqing was soaked, but her delicate figure was not visible. Her cloak still had a brim, and although her hair was also wet, it was much better than others.
Everyone rushed into the hall in a mess and happened to see other tenants.
There had been unrest in the store before, and these tenants had been implicated. Later, Jiang Hui took control of the post station, fought a fierce battle with Lin An, and after taking it down, his subordinates took down everyone inside and outside the post station, and these tenants were no exception.
So a bunch of people stayed in the living room, feeling very anxious. They didn't even know who Jiang Hui and his men were, and why they were so rampant and lawless.
The people at the post station were particularly noisy, but they did not dare to confront the guards who were wielding swords.
"What kind of person is this? He's been involved in so many problems, and this is the second time we've been implicated."
"Look who was arrested? It's so tragic, the tendons in his hands and feet are all severed."
"Why haven't I seen it before?"
Just as they were complaining, a thunderstorm came and a bunch of people came back.
That's why there was the scene where Yan Siqing just walked in.
They saw Yan Siqing and the people who were taken into custody.
Guan Liangshan, Liu Guangyu and others have already become prisoners, and the thief couple Qiu Moyu and Chen Shuang have also been brought back.
Everyone's brains were in a mess.
Yan Siqing glanced at the tenants and didn't care at first, but she noticed that one of them had a burning look in his eyes. He was young and didn't know how to hide his gaze. He was even more straightforward than the prince. When she found out it was Liu Wuzheng, she paused, then looked away and her eyes fell on Lin An in the corner.
She didn't say anything, just looked at him, as if she was thinking about how the powerful man who almost sent her to hell had fallen into such a situation.
But these tenants were also looking at the elegant and dignified Ninth Young Master.
Following behind were Fu Yi and others.
Crowded together, the faces of the people remain the same, yet so complicated that they are almost identical. However, it is precisely this kind of group portrait that allows the rare ones to stand out.
The first sight is Nine Young Master, the second sight is Fuyi...
Everyone says that appearance is worldly and not what a gentleman should focus on, but everyone also knows that if the eyes are attracted by beauty, they will be pleased with it, and if the heart is indulged, they will become addicted.
They had originally come to complain about Jiang Hui and his men, who were so cold and tyrannical that they could not live in peace. However, when they saw Yan Siqing, who had been pushed into the room by the wind and rain, pull down the brim of his hat, their anger subsided by half, and they even took the initiative to make excuses for him.
"Ah, these people must be on the side of the Ninth Young Master. If it's the Ninth Young Master, he must have sensed the danger in advance and knew that these villains were worse than beasts and were planning a catastrophe that would endanger civilians like us. It's extremely dangerous, and speed is of the essence. She can only let these powerful guards force their way in and stabilize us as quickly as possible."
"Look, these villains are so cruel, but we are unharmed."
"It can be seen that the Ninth Young Master has a plan that leaves nothing to be desired, and he is an unrivaled talent!!!"
The first long paragraph seemed to be shouted by Liao Qing, and later on, I don’t know who echoed it, but they came in groups of three or two, saying the same thing, as if they were united in nominating a murderer to solve the case as soon as possible.
Yan Siqing bent her outstretched fingers and glanced at the crowd of people with an ambiguous look, feeling neither awkward nor calm.
After all, she is not an ordinary girl. She has come into contact with too many people. The people of Yancheng have praised her more than this when they have received benefits.
So she just remained silent, not saying much. Instead, the palace guards were speechless and choked: These people are too! ! Humph! If His Royal Highness gave the order, would these people be unwilling to obey?
But think about it carefully.
Hmm...it seems so.
The young lady seems to have a very good reputation... too much!
Everyone felt a little strange inside, but they didn't dare show it on their faces and could only hold it in.
In the corner, Lin An, who was being stared at by Yan Siqing, had a particularly fierce and resentful look in his eyes and opened his mouth.
"What a ridiculous group of people."
"I didn't expect that, Yan..."
One of the subordinates suddenly pulled out his sword and swung it over. The blade cut diagonally and clanged into the floor, the blade touching Lin An's nose.
A small piece of skin and flesh on the nose was cut off.
Pain, blood, and the power of control brought about by the sharp weapon.
What is an ant?
Lin An felt pain, his anger was suppressed, and the curse words in his throat stopped abruptly.
Because someone more ruthless and tougher on the battlefield has arrived.
Jiang Hui came over.
The subordinates gave way on both sides.
The momentum was more terrifying than a rainstorm and thunder.
Drawing the sword and standing on the horse is priceless.
He just walked around behind Yan Siqing, glanced at her clothes to make sure they were not wet and would not hurt her body. He hesitated and let Xiaoyun and the other girl take her up first, but it was different from before - he no longer ordered her around easily, for fear that she would think she was a prisoner again.
But he glanced over calmly and saw Fu Yi, who was standing next to Yan Siqing and checking her clothes personally, talking in a low voice and taking a handkerchief to wipe the former's hands.
Jiang Hui's lips were pursed into a straight line, enough to crush a fly. He quickly glanced at the blind Liu Wuzheng, and it was unknown how long he had been holding back the resentment.
The flies are almost turned into ashes.
This anger won't be directed at Yan Siqing, but that doesn't mean it won't be directed at others.
Ruozhao once said: Our prince has such a bad temper that even the king can't do anything about him. He is living like a king of hell.
How many Yama Kings are there?
The knife was thrown to Lin An, and the sword was unsheathed.
With a clang, it penetrated three inches into the stone slab of the step, cracking it and staying there.
The whole hall suddenly fell silent.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took two steps, his hands resting on the hilt of his sword, and he was clearing the mountain path. He was soaked all over, his jet-black hair was still dripping with water, and his skin looked whiter, as sinister as the Ghost King.
Apart from being good-looking, it doesn't have any qualities that people in the world like.
He can also spit venom.
"Are you waiting here to watch the sunrise so late at night?"
I...that...you are a beast?
Weren't these your people the ones who brought us here?
What sin have we committed?!
You stole jade, killed people, and fought in one night!
The tenants had a lot of grievances to express, but no one dared to bring bad luck upon themselves, so they all looked at Yan Siqing.
Looking forward to what the gentle Ninth Young Master will say.
It seems like this bad cousin only listens to his cousin?
Unfortunately, the cousin avoided suspicion and did not turn around. He did not even look at the cruel cousin. He just stared at Lin An, wiping his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.
She didn't care what polite words this prisoner, who had once worked for a high-ranking official in a coastal city, said to vent his anger.
Just as she was about to go upstairs, she heard the words of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince behind her, and her slender white knuckles holding the towel twitched slightly.
It's not obvious.
She didn't say anything either.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw that this person did not go upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, but was still there, chatting in a low voice with Fuyi?
Mentioned the maid.
The maid was found. After all, the route taken by Chen Jiao and the others matched the route cast by the people in the palace. It was just that they were young and did not run along the other route. Instead, they chased their own lady from behind. They could not see the road clearly and fell into a mud pit. They are still confused now.
But Yan Siqing knew his situation and was not willing to get too close to Fu Yi. He only exchanged a few words.
Then he quietly wiped his hair and didn't leave.
Or are you eager to make eye contact with that stinky scholar?
He gripped the hilt of his sword, still spitting venom.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot it was my people who arrested you."
"But what can I do? I was on an incognito tour, and yet I was assassinated by rebels. Even the nephew of Lord Zhou, the governor of Chang'an, came forward to lead his men to kill me. The local magistrate and the captain of the police in Zhanglin County were among them, and I caught them all red-handed. It's hard to say which rebels there are among you."
Chen Jiao and the others were naturally brought back as well, but they were as unconscious as dead pigs. Ruozhao and Ruoqin looked at each other, then grabbed their hands and feet and threw them not far from someone.
Yan Siqing saw it.
Not blind.
There seemed to be a lot of blood on Chen Jiao's lower body, flowing from his □□ all over the floor.
It is still unknown how happy the master and servant of Fuyi were. Yan Siqing looked at this man, his eyelids moving slightly. His face, with the water traces wiped away, looked like a crabapple in spring, as romantic as a beautiful dress in the mountains and seas.
She really was fed up with these bastards who claimed to be from good families but had no moral character or upbringing.
In her eyes, Lin Chenguang and Chen Jiao are all the same kind of people.
Jiang Hui was already addicted to poisoning people, and he was spouting sweet nothings, "I arrested you for your own good."
"If you are truly unhappy or unwilling to cooperate with the investigation, you can raise it. This Highness will agree to it."
"By the way, since I call myself Your Highness, you don't know who I am, do you?"
Suddenly, there was a group of quails in the living room, and they were all kneeling quails.
Liu Wuzheng and others naturally had to kneel as well.
Yan Siqing was about to continue wiping her hair, but when she saw this, she stopped.
She had long been accustomed to the other party's authority, but sometimes she was speechless about his viciousness and eccentricity.
However, she knew that this kind of authority from the other party mostly made her feel happy.
Especially when used on people she hates.
Who doesn’t love fame, wealth, and supreme power - as long as it benefits me?
However, she still underestimated Jiang Hui.
"General Lin, you don't have to kneel."
"After all, you are a weakling now."
"Furthermore, your son died at my hands. Due to my conscience, I feel a little guilty."
"You can lie down."
Lin An's face was originally pale. He had lost too much blood. Although the bleeding had been stopped, he was dying. Now, his face was red and hot as if he was in a state of anger, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Your Highness, I didn't say anything. Why do you have to condescend to mock me? Just for this..."
Jiang Hui interrupted him, "You rascal, you know that it was I, Your Highness, who condescended to scold you personally, and yet you still don't thank me?"
Lin An: “…”
Yan Siqing didn't even get a word out of his throat to curse. His ancestral grave was almost rubbed bald by this bastard prince.
Ruo Zhao and others felt that His Highness was talking frighteningly much at the moment, as if he was eager to vent his anger, or as if he wanted to make some amends, but he was far less eager to take credit than before.
Yan Siqing remained silent, with his eyes lowered and an unclear expression.
Even if she captured someone, she would not be so arrogant as to kick him when he is down, but someone did it.
She didn't look back at the arrogant prince behind her, but just folded the wet towel silently.
She's not going upstairs yet?
Aren't you cold? Are you waiting for me to continue cursing?
Does she like this?
Who should I scold next? It's not right to pick on a cripple or a eunuch and bully them relentlessly.
Then go find the county magistrate and the captain of police?
Behind him, Jiang Hui hesitated to speak and glanced at the two leaders of Zhanglin County.
Guan and Liu trembled inexplicably.
Xiaoyun was the one who saw through Yan Siqing's thoughts. He approached Yan Siqing, cleverly separating him from Fuyi, and asked in a low voice, "Ninth Young Master, do you have any instructions?"
Yan Siqing subtly sensed that her master was unhappy.
She was indifferent for a moment, glanced at Lin An, and sighed.
"There are still unsolved issues."
"It's not good to leave hidden dangers."
"For example, the rebels that Your Highness mentioned—there are indeed some here."
Everyone looked at the detained innkeeper, whose face turned pale and trembled, crying that he was forced...
Oh, you're innocent? I don't believe it!
The tenants were filled with resentment and pointed out the flaws in the store. It was impossible for so many things to happen without the tacit consent of the owner of the place.
This time their collective accusation was correct - the inn owner was indeed to blame.
Yan Siqing rubbed his eyebrows, and at this moment, he ignored the noise and walked towards the stairs.
"General Lin is exhausted. Please let him return to where he came from."
"I'm not talking about the horse that Captain Liu led to sneak in among the officers during the chaos."
"But some large boxes."
"Of course, this requires the consent of Lord Luo."
"Master Luo, you shouldn't object, right?"
The crowd that had been pointing at the innkeeper looked sideways and fell silent for a moment. Luo Gao, who had been as quiet as a chicken all the way due to a series of unexpected events, suddenly looked up.
His expression changed unpredictably in an instant, from innocence to confusion, shock, and fear, but in the end he did not cry out for injustice or quibble.
He is not Qiu Moyu, nor is he Chen Jiao, nor is he Lin An.
His name is Luo Gao.
Who is Luo Gao?
He rubbed his round, silly face and sighed, "It's really scary."
“That’s all apparent.”
"It's really not an unfair loss."
"But I wonder, how did you tell that?"
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