According to Li Yuhan, there were more than one thief, but two. The two of them are very good at light skills, and their martial arts skills are not weak. If they don't catch them, Chen Ziqi will not be able to leave with peace of mind.
The next day, notices were posted all over Jianyang City, saying that the government was going to arrest the two thieves, and the people could inform the government if they had any clues.
As soon as the notice was posted, the people in the city were amazed. You know, these two people look like Jianghu people, and the government usually doesn't care about them.
The Fu Yin looked bitterly at the master copying the notice in the hall. Either he wanted to, or he had to. The lord became the brother-in-law of the heads of the Changjianmen and the daggersmen, and the yamen's arrest and yamen were paid by the lord, and no one listened to him at all.
"Master, do you think it's the thief Liang Shangfei?" The governor looked at the description of the thief by the people in the palace, and felt a bit similar.
"It is estimated that," the master copied another copy, dried the ink, and continued to copy the next copy, "it can be considered that someone has cleaned them up."
Liang Shangfei was two people, one named Liang Youde and the other named Qin Fei, who lived in the Jianyang area. They call themselves robbers, often go to rich people to steal things, and distribute them to the poor outside. They nicknamed themselves Liang Shangfei.
The master's family is relatively wealthy, and he has been patronized by these two people before, and when he mentions it, his teeth itch. Copying the notice was very hard, and even took the yamen out to post it in person.
Today happened to be the day to collect the rent. The owner of the Luwei shop had a sad face, thinking about selling the remaining days and moving away. Seeing the steward of the palace walk to him, he felt sour in his heart, "The day before yesterday was a mess at home. Thief, there is no silver tael to pay the rent, you can see if you can… can you be accommodating and slow down for a while.”
His lo-mei store is doing well, and if he is given a month, he can earn the rent back.
"Oh, Zhang Ji Luwei," the steward looked at the signboard and the account book, "The lord said, the food in your store is delicious, and you will be exempted from one month's rent."
"Huh?" The shop owner was shocked for a long time and couldn't shut his mouth, "Is this really what the lord said?"
"Well." The steward picked up the pen, wrote a few pens on the account book, and continued to the next house.
"Thank you lord! Thank you lord!" The shop owner ran out of the store, knelt on the street paved with bluestone, and kowtowed three times in the direction of the palace. With one month's rent waived, their family can continue to live here, and as long as another month passes, he will be able to earn enough rent again.
Jianyang City is so stable now, and small business is very profitable. He doesn't want to go back to farming anymore.
How grateful I am to the prince, how much I hate that thief. The owner of the Luwei shop didn't do business today, so he closed the shop and went to the yamen to provide clues.
"I know the appearance of the thief, the Liang Shangfei brothers." The owner of the Luwei shop said firmly. He used to live in poverty. He worked as a tenant for a wealthy family. He had a wife, children, and children to support.
Recently, Jianyang City has been able to do business. He sold his ancestral house for a few taels of silver, and moved to Jianyang City to live there. His life finally improved, but his family was stolen. The few pennies back then were only enough for him to buy a jar of salt, and the two of them didn't help him at all, but now they want to ruin his family.
"What a robber! Bah!"
There are not a few people who hold such an argument. Those two call themselves thieves, but they rarely help the poor. Even if they give money, it is only a few pennies that are useless. When they steal something, it is tens of taels of snowflake silver.
"It's still a robber?" Chen Ziqi was a little surprised when he heard the news from the government's newspaper. He had only heard of it from Mr. Storyteller, and he used to daydream when he was a child, looking forward to the day when a thief who would rob the rich and help the poor would descend from the sky and give him a large sum of money.
"It's all about making a name for yourself." Luo Yunsheng was looking at the account book, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but say something. There are not a few people like this in the rivers and lakes. They rob the rich to help the poor, and they all steal their own money.
Chen Ziqi touched his chin, waved his hand to let the governor leave, and got up to find his uncle.
"Uncle, there is a big business, let's partner." Chen Ziqi sat down at the stone table in the yard and said to Li Yuhan, who was still practicing swords hard.
Jian Shi didn't stop at all, and he didn't know if Li Yuhan heard it.
Chen Ziqi took out the little red bird in his arms and put it on the stone table. As the weather turned cold, he was afraid that the little paws would freeze, so he asked Fuxi to bring the set of wooden saucers and let the little red bird squat on the table. above.
Dan Yi shook her hair and saw that Chen Ziqi was feeding him melon seeds, so she sat down with peace of mind and waited for feeding with her mouth open.
Chen Ziqi smashed the melon seeds and threw them into the mouth of the tender yellow chick, and continued to talk about business. What he wants to talk about is the matter of selling the swords to the Lushan faction. As a major faction, new disciples join every year, and the consumption of swords is definitely not a small number.
"Uncle helped me facilitate this business, and I'll give my uncle a commission." Chen Ziqi bit a melon seed kernel, smiled and leaned over to let the little red bird eat it by himself.
The little red bird had its wings on its back, and its thin claws scratched on the saucer, and then raised its head a little excitedly, tentatively leaned in, and lightly grabbed the melon seed, as if it was afraid of hurting the pale pink lips. Pianchen Ziqi bit and didn't let go, so the little red bird had to pull it back with force. Suddenly, the force on the other end loosened, and the little red bird used too much force. somersault.
"Hey hey hey..." Chen Ziqi looked at Xiao Mao Tuan's funny look, and grinned unkindly, causing Little Red Bird to shout at him angrily.
Seeing that the little guy was angry, Chen Ziqi coughed lightly and held back his laughter, leaned over to kiss the frizzy head, and peeled a melon seed to feed it.
"Om—" The long sword stopped, Li Yuhan stood still, adjusted his inner breath, and then looked at Chen Ziqi, "You can talk to the head directly about this matter."
Of course it's okay to say it directly, but no one is playing the side drum, and it is difficult for Lu Xiuqi's old fox to agree. After all, the Lushan faction has been operating for so many years, and there must be a fixed swordsmith. It is certainly not easy to get a piece of the pie.
Chen Ziqi looked down at the little red bird that was bouncing on the saucer, rolled his eyes and said, "Although the monthly number of disciples sent by Lushan to direct disciples is high, it is not much. Uncle must save some money to marry a daughter-in-law, right? Jian, I give my uncle 10% of the money, what do you think?"
He didn't have time to try and keep an eye on the business of the Lushan School. There must be someone in the school to keep in touch with for a long time. If Li Yuhan didn't agree, he would go to a nephew to do it. Of course, the money given to the nephew can be relatively less. After all, the nephew is definitely not as important as Li Yuhan in front of the head.
Money for marrying a daughter-in-law... Li Yuhan slowly swallowed the words of refusal on his lips when he heard these words. I do not know what to think, suddenly fell into a long silence.
Chen Ziqi didn't rush, and continued to nibble on melon seeds.
"Let me try it." Li Yuhan replied hesitantly.
"Okay." Chen Ziqi stood up and whispered a few more words to Li Yuhan. After getting the other party's approval, he happily hugged the little red bird and left.
Two days later, Li Yuhan, who came back to the Lushan School, gave Chen Ziqi a stack of silver notes in front of the palace gate, "The swords of the Lushan School for the next two years will be made by the prince."
"Please rest assured, Sect Master, that it will live up to your expectations." Chen Ziqi took the silver note and happily put it into his sleeve. The thick stack of silver bills, at least five thousand taels, was envious.
That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. In the middle of the night, two shadows silently ran up the wall of the palace.