Chapter 61 Chapter 61 "Searching" for Jade



Chapter 61 Chapter 61 "Searching" for Jade

Until the end, Hezhou didn't get any information out of him. Zhao An glared at him on his horse, wishing he could stare two holes in him.

"Have some conscience, you owe me!"

Zhao An obviously knew something, but not only did he not say anything, he also mocked Hezhou.

In order to get some information, Hezhou endured it all and stood in front, holding the horse reins with a smile on his face.

"Brother Zhao, what you said is ridiculous! You and I are already close! If you don't explain something clearly, how can I know?"

There were hints in his words, both overt and covert. Zhao An's eyes almost cramped from blinking when he said some information.

In fact, this can also indirectly reflect that Xie Xunzhi should be safe at the moment, otherwise he would not be standing and chatting with Zhao An now.

But he was still worried. As he was about to leave Qilan County with the reins in his hand, he said both good and bad things.

But Zhao An looked like a bird bitten by a snake ten years ago, and he was stubborn and kept silent.

He probably couldn't get any more information out of him, so he had to say a few more nice words, lest he be besieged by Zhao An before he could get Xie Xunzhipan back.

Zhao An beckoned him coldly: "Come here, I'll talk to you in a low voice!"

Hezhou's men twirled the reins, their eyes filled with disbelief: "Why did the tide turn?"

The other person laughed and said, "You may not be as successful as me now, but your family is still very powerful! I'll have to rely on you in the future! Come here!"

He bent down on his horse and waved, his face sincere as ever: "What are you thinking about? Come here!"

Hezhou licked his dry lips, loosened the reins and walked over.

I felt very itchy inside. Even though I knew it might not be credible, I still wanted to know more about Xie Xunzhi.

Zhao An hooked his foot and kicked the reins up, his tone changing instantly: "Get lost! Dream on!"

After saying that, he ran away with a dark face.

Hezhou was not angry. He felt strong again and ran to the edge of the field to collect the things.

At the dinner table, Chunjuan kept looking at him, muttering, "Sir, did Lord Zhao say anything before he left?"

She held her chin, seemingly no longer feeling the awkwardness she had just experienced. "So many people have come to the county government office these past few days, but Master Xie is not here. I always feel like something is missing."

Lotus paused and tugged at her carefully: "Don't mention it, isn't the lord more sad than us?"

"It's okay, Zhao An didn't say anything, but..." Hezhou paused, a smile on his face: "I have something to say!

He waved to the two people to come over and said a few simple words.

Life went on the same way, but Hezhou had some hope. Every night he would carry the fertilizer he had prepared to take care of the trees in the east.

Chunjuan asked around for several days and got the same result: no one was willing to give up the dilapidated temple.

Perhaps the damage caused by the bandits was too great, so they felt protected when they saw the ruined temple. Besides, they had been worshipping there sincerely for several years.

Is there no temple in the county center?

If we ask him to leave, we will have to travel across mountains and seas to the countryside to visit a temple next time, and no one wants that.

When he mentioned this matter, his lips were pursed.

Hezhou was not surprised. He just looked at the big tree beside the field. It was getting bigger and bigger. He didn't know when a petition board was hung on it.

He stood under the tree and patted the trunk, his hands covered with a lot of sawdust. The tree was not very old and it was obvious that someone had taken good care of it.

Just add a little bit of ingredients, and now it is particularly prominent.

It was still so lush in the autumn, and he climbed up and trimmed his neck.

The tree is tall, with a thick trunk leaning to one side. The dark and broad leaves on it are particularly eye-catching, and its unique shape makes it hard not to notice it.

A piece of news spread in Qilan County early in the morning. Someone posted the letter from Zhao An and Hezhou.

Zhao An wrote in it that the method of Hezhou was really useful. He made a wish under a tree beside the field, and his salary was raised today.

The letter first praised the power of the sacred tree, and then talked about the dilapidated temple in both explicit and implicit ways. It said that he slept outside before leaving and was told that the temple had experienced two major disasters, and had been plagued by minor disasters before, all because the location was not chosen well.

In short, in one sentence: please go away.

Not long after the letter was posted, Hezhou tore it off with a sullen face and pretended to warn people around him not to spread it.

But this news was like water in a frying pan, and it exploded a long time ago.

After all, Hezhou chose it at the right time. Those who could understand the words had already seen it clearly. He came in a hurry and it had no effect at all.

There is a huge debate in the county now. Some people advocate inviting them, while others advocate keeping them.

It may be that the people in the county government knew what Hezhou meant. They had just returned and did not have much affection for the dilapidated temple, so they played a role in the middle.

The word of mouth actually allowed the "please leave" to prevail, but there were still some elderly people in the village who were unwilling to do so. They knocked on the letter with their crutches, their mouths twisted with anger, and insisted that the letter was pure nonsense, and that the trees were all grown by Zhao An's urine!

Hezhou laughed at what he heard on the street, and soon the people he arranged started fighting over this matter.

The two people are Xiao Qi and Feng Hai. They used to be from the county. They both looked honest, but they were different. They were very capable.

Xiao Qishou was lucky enough to say "please go away", which made Feng Hao's face turn red, and the other party couldn't say back.

He could only close his eyes and steel his heart, throwing the fan on the stall and starting to hit.

When the surroundings became lively, Hezhou came out and asked, "What's going on?"

Then he knocked on the board and asked people to leave this dilapidated temple!

Things turned out just as he had expected. There was almost no opposition. On the contrary, many people were persuaded by Xiao Qi that day and watched helplessly as the dilapidated temple was quickly "taken away".

That tree was also covered with petition signs.

Li Ningshu knew about this and told him about it excitedly, but his face fell when he saw his inexplicable smile.

It took a while for me to react.

"Your move is too mean!"

Hezhou rolled his eyes: "What does it have to do with me? Wasn't it Zhao An who suggested it?"

Li Ningshu didn't believe it. They were all newcomers. Who else would dare to touch it except Hezhou himself?

"Why are you afraid of this? We have the Li family, and Cai Lan..."

Hezhou just looked at him meaningfully.

He shrank his neck: "Did I say something I shouldn't have said?"

"No way, aren't you from the Li family?"

"The Li and Chen families are just ordinary people." Li Ningshu waved his hand and put his arm around him: "Hey, come on, come on, I'll treat you to a drink!"

Hezhou was very happy and took him away. Li Ningshu wanted to test his opinion. The meal lasted until the afternoon, and he just said that he didn't care about anything else.

Li Ningshu rubbed his head anxiously: "You've already distributed the seeds, and you're still asking me to ignore the rest?"

"The wool comes from the sheep." Hezhou said no more and just ate his food in silence.

He hadn't drunk a drop of wine at the dinner table, and now the corners of his mouth were dry and blistered, and there were not many people on the street.

He was thinking about what would happen after the dilapidated temple was pushed away when suddenly a dry hand grabbed him from behind.

I don't know when a bent old man appeared behind me, leaning on a shiny cane, and his triangular eyes looked particularly confused.

"Good Samaritans... please give me some alms..."

A thin, dry hand was placed in front of him, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

"Give me some."

Hezhou was confused for a moment, then stared at him carefully and saw a shadow underneath.

Seeing that he didn't speak or leave, the old man just looked at him suspiciously.

"Here." He took out the few remaining copper coins he had.

As soon as my fingers touched my dry palm, a letter was stuffed under my sleeve.

Hezhou was stunned for a moment, then his eyes cleared up. He was so excited that he grabbed the man's wrist tightly and asked, "Is it him?"

"What?" The old man scratched his ears and shook his hands away: "I don't know, don't ask!"

After several attempts, not only did he fail to shake off his wrist, but his grip became tighter and tighter. The old man became anxious: "Don't ask anymore, I'm not allowed to say anything!"

"Why?" Hezhou raised his voice a little: "There's no one around!"

His men finally let go and he followed the old man all the way.

Until the man stopped in front of a dilapidated house, took off his clothes, covered himself with them and went to sleep.

He didn't give up and stared at her until late at night before staggering back.

Back in the house, the thin letter seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Hezhou's hands were trembling as he slowly opened it. As soon as he took out a corner, his heart turned cold.

Sure enough, there were only four words written on the paper: "Be well, don't worry."

For a moment, Hezhou's men trembled even more violently. What does this mean?

What does this mean!

He looked the envelope over again, but it didn't change at all. Even when he put it on the fire, it didn't change anything.

He couldn't bear to put it in the water, so he gritted his teeth and cursed Xie Xun a thousand times in his heart. Then he fell asleep on the bed with the letter in his hand, feeling resentful.

Hezhou was dazed when he woke up in the morning. There was a loud knock on the back door. He had been dreaming about Chen Shimei all night.

But the head was not chopped off. Xie Xunzhi hugged a person whose face he could not see clearly and told him that everything before was fake and a temporary measure.

Now that he is a member of the royal family, he can only make Hezhou his second wife. On the day of the wedding, he could only enter through the side door, but in the end, Xie Xunzhi still liked him.

He had just felt proud and wanted to show off when he was woken up, full of resentment.

The old man standing in front of the door was still the same old man from yesterday, but there were wounds on his face, the corners of his mouth and under his eyes were swollen, and his already tattered clothes were even more tattered.

He smiled, revealing his rotten teeth: "Sir..."

"What's wrong!" Hezhou's heart was hanging in the air again, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Sure enough, he knew why there were only four big words!

The old man felt around in his arms for a long time, then presented a piece of fine jade with a flattering smile.

It looks like a pendant worn around the waist with a rope hanging on it. The jade is wrapped in a layer of gold. If you look closely, you can see words on the jade, which means "Xun".

Hezhou looked left and right, and those who didn't know would think of what Xie Xunzhi said before he left.

He went to the capital with the token to make trouble, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Why did you think of embezzling it from the beginning?"

The old man smiled flatteringly: "Forgot, forgot..."

Hezhou didn't believe it. His mood improved as he touched the jade with his fingers: "Really? What happened to your injuries?"

"Hiss~" The old man touched it subconsciously: "It fell, it fell."

This reason is really outrageous. What kind of injury could leave a footprint?

Hezhou looked at him coldly: "Who?"

"I don't know him! I just met him passing by. He was tall, dressed in black, and his face was hidden!"

The old man gestured excitedly: "That's all."

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