Chapter 124 Qiu Baiyuan Looking for Someone
Midwinter.
The north wind is biting and the cold is piercing.
A strong wind swept past, shaking the last few dead leaves on the trees, causing them to dance in the air and then fall to the ground.
East Street, Caishikou.
More than 300 men, women, young and old, dressed in prison uniforms, were taken to the beheading platform.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the executioner sitting on the high platform put down the beheading token with a serious face and shouted loudly:
"cut."
The executioner took the order, raised his sword and slashed, and the heads of the Ye, Yin and Xu clans fell to the ground.
However, in such a bloody scene, one could hear a pin drop below, and there was no sound at all.
Looking closely, there was no one there except for the dead leaves scattered all over the ground.
However, the Qingyi Grain Shop, which was across the street from the store, was packed with people, jostling each other to get into the store.
If there weren't a row of strong women blocking the way, they would probably have broken in.
A pretty woman with a stern face, wearing the clothes of Qingyi Grain Shop, came out of the store.
She held a wooden sign with a big red notice in her hand, raised her chin and looked at the crowded people, shouting coldly:
"Everyone, please line up properly and don't crowd. The daily limit for rice is one pound per person. If we find anyone deliberately cutting in line or causing trouble, we will immediately cancel her quota at Qingyi Grain Shop and ask her to go buy grain somewhere else."
After saying that, she turned around and went back to the store, leaving behind a group of people who were pushing and shoving each other. Upon hearing her words, they immediately stopped and stood in line.
Those who had something nice to say looked at the long queue in front of them, sighed, and turned to chat with acquaintances to pass the time:
"Hey, Dazhi, have you heard? At 3:45 p.m. today, the Xu family, who smuggled salt two months ago, will be beheaded in the market. Smell it, our place is right at the vent, can you see a strong smell of blood floating over here? Tsk tsk, it smells really bad!"
The woman named Dazhi pursed her lips and said with a breath held:
"What can I do? I have to endure the smell. I came here to queue up before dawn because my family is waiting for this relief food. Haha, there are not many people in the Mancang Grain Shop on West Street. The key is that we can't afford it!"
The woman in front glanced at the man who had just bought a small bag of food and was happily going home to cook, and she sighed and said in a trailing tone:
"Yes, all the grain shops in Jiangzhou City have increased their prices, except for Qingyi Grain Shop, which has not moved a penny. I heard that they have branches in all fifteen cities in Jiangzhou."
"It really saved the lives of the people in our state. Otherwise, without food, there would be no peace and tranquility. There would have been riots a long time ago, and who knows how many people would have died!"
Dazhi nodded in agreement, and then he looked ahead and saw another large empty seat. He pushed the woman and urged her:
"Stop talking, move forward quickly, it will be our turn soon."
"Oh, right away."
On the second floor diagonally opposite.
Su Yuan retracted his gaze, refilled himself with another cup of tea, took a sip, and said slowly:
"I never thought that Jing'an Teahouse could still operate as usual when water is scarce. I really admire it!"
Ji Shian raised his lips and said lazily:
"It's the same with Sister Yuan. Others don't know who is behind the Qingyi Grain Shop, but I know it all. It's funny to say that you and I, two sisters, one selling tea and the other selling grain, have stabilized the situation in Jiangzhou."
After that, she changed the subject and said meaningfully:
"I haven't seen my little follower following you around for the past two months. That's strange. Haha, he's always been interested in things for a short time since he was a child. Could it be that he has fallen in love with someone else?"
Ji Shian admitted that she did it on purpose.
Since that incident two months ago.
I don’t know what Su Yuan said to Ji Qiubai?
If you provoke him to come back, he will be half dead.
The King of Nanyou suggested choosing a wife for him.
This thing is like a firecracker, it explodes at the slightest touch.
What's worse, she threatened that she would never marry and if forced again, she would be hanged with a white silk cloth, which scared everyone in the palace.
She asked Su Yuan out today just to test her attitude and see if she could get some information out of her.
opposite.
Su Yuan's hand that was about to put down the teacup froze for a moment, then he calmly returned to normal. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then whispered something that seemed to make sense but was not, leaving Ji Shian confused:
"I really should take care of this before I leave. Thank you for reminding me. I have something to do, so I'll take my leave now."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, straightened her clothes, slowly walked past Ji Shian, and walked out of the teahouse.
evening.
The setting sun is like a wine that intoxicates the sunset glow in the sky.
Nanyou Palace, Qiubai Pavilion.
Ji Qiubai was covered with a small quilt, leaning on the beauty couch and reading a storybook.
When he saw the emotional part, two tears oozed out of his eyes unconsciously. He wiped the crystal tears with a handkerchief, turned his head, and said to Fu Yun who was massaging his legs:
"Why is the second male lead in this story so miserable? The female lead took his body and still refuses to take responsibility. Humph, what a scumbag, what a bad woman."
Fu Yun was so frightened after hearing this that he dared not say a word. Le Shan, who was peeling melon seeds for Ji Qiubai, opened his lips slightly and was about to join his master in cursing.
Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the door. He frowned and held back the words he was about to say. He said:
"Slave, go open the door."
He hastily opened the wooden door with some anger, and was about to ask a question, but after seeing the face of the person who came, he looked into the house at a loss, and stammered:
"Su, Miss Su, why is it you?"
Outside the door.
Su Yuan glanced inside, pursed his lips, and asked:
"Is Master Ji here? Could you let him know for me? I have something to say to him."
Le Shan reacted, nodded randomly, and then slammed the door shut again. He quickly walked back into the house, leaned over to Ji Qiubai's ear, pointed a finger outside the door, and whispered:
"Sir, Miss Su is at the door. She said she wants to see you. Do you want to agree?"
Ji Qiubai thought it was a servant coming to deliver the meal, so he paid no attention to it. He continued to read the storybook while shaking his head.
Hearing this, he threw the book in his hand aside in shock, sat up, and looked at the door with a pair of grape-shaped eyes full of worry and a hint of expectation, and said with a pursed mouth:
"What is she doing here? I won't see her."
Le Shan turned his head and looked at Ji Qiubai in confusion, then nodded, turned around, and replied as he walked out:
"Okay, I'll go tell Miss Su to leave immediately. If someone sees her coming to see the Master at night, it will damage his reputation."
On the couch.
Ji Qiubai's fingers were clenched white under her wide sleeves, her pink lips opened and closed slightly, and finally she lowered her head in disappointment.
Facing Leshan's back as he walked a few steps away, there was a hint of bitterness in her tone, as if responding to him, and she said "hmm" so softly that it was almost inaudible.
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