But the person guarding the door today is a member of General Juqu, so why is he no different from other people
He Lai couldn't figure it out.
Wen Qingzhu looked at his expression, vaguely guessed it, and persuaded: "Everyone has to live. If it is harmless, even people like General Juqu can only turn a blind eye."
"Isn't there anyone different?" He Lai couldn't help but ask.
Wen Qingzhu immediately thought of Fu Lie, the Fu Jiajun was different.
But should he tell He Lai
After thinking for a while, she decided not to tell him. He Lai's thinking was really too strong.
He can see three things behind one thing.
"You can lead an army in the future and make them different people."
He Lai was slightly startled and looked at her intently.
Soon a fast horse rushed over from the front, and Wen Qingzhu quickly tightened the reins and tried to pull over.
But the ox-cart is different from the horse-drawn carriage. The response speed is too slow.
Seeing the galloping horse rushing over, Wen Qingzhu couldn't dodge it at all.
At the critical moment, a pedestrian next to him suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the cow's nose ring, forcing the cow to run diagonally forward a few steps quickly.
At the same time, a fast horse roared past in the middle of the road, bringing up a strong gust of wind that shook their bullock cart.
The people on the other side of the road fell back and fell to the ground.
But no one dared to say anything.
Wen Qingzhuyu was still shocked, and quickly raised his head to thank: "Thank you, brother! Thank you very much!"
"You're welcome." The man pulling the cow wore a hat with a brim. He stretched out his hand to lower the brim of the hat, quickly turned his back, said something serious, and left quickly.
Hearing his voice, Wen Qingzhu was startled. This accent was not—
He Lai next to him immediately jumped out of the car. Wen Qingzhu turned around and pulled him, shaking his head at him.
He Lai opened his mouth to say something, but Wen Qingzhu immediately interrupted him: "We have our own things to do now."
He had no choice but to nod in agreement, drive the bullock cart, and rush to Zuolan's house.
When they arrived at Zuolan's house, they went in easily because Feitian had made preparations in advance.
After entering, I didn't notice any difference.
The only unusual thing was that except for a servant who was leading the way, no one else was seen.
This is not normal.
When they arrived at the woodshed, Wen Qingzhu took the initiative to unload the goods, while the servants stood still.
As the boss, He Lai couldn't move, but seeing Wen Qingzhu moving non-stop, he felt that this was not possible, so he took the initiative to help.
When Wen Qingzhu saw him coming, he felt something bad was going to happen.
Sure enough, the servant asked: "Why did you do it yourself? You didn't bring two more people in."
He Lai was calm. He just went over and opened the sack, stretched out his hand to touch the charcoal fire inside, and explained: "I don't want to do it myself, but just to confirm again. It will not be easy to enter the city this time. The money I spent has already been spent." I’ve made a lot of money, and I don’t know if I can make it back this time.”
Hearing what he said, the servant laughed: "It's true, even if you are General Juqu's people, they are all the same. If you want, I can introduce you to the Asan tribe. Your charcoal fire, we I’ve used it too, it’s a rare good charcoal.”
He Lai pretended to be surprised: "Really? Will I still be able to trouble you?"
"It's okay to have trouble, but if you want to make money, you must first learn to spend money." The servant said with a smile, and the hint was obvious enough.
He Lai naturally understood what he meant, but his face showed embarrassment.
After struggling for a long time, he took out a knife coin from his waist and handed it over reluctantly: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
The smile on the servant's face grew wider, and he happily reached out to take it.
As a result, he wanted to take it over, but he couldn't pull it for a long time. The servant looked at the knife and coins, and then looked up at He Lai's face.
Only then did He Lai let go, and the smile returned to the servant's face: "Don't worry, I will do what I promised you. Although Lord Zuolan is from the second prince, he also has a very good relationship with the Asan tribe. of."
"That's really troublesome for you." He Lai said, his face full of pain and anticipation, showing off a stingy businessman vividly.
Wen Qingzhu next to him was stunned to see that He Lai was so powerful.
They left the house smoothly, Wen Qingzhu got on the bullock cart and decided to take a rest at an inn near the city defense.
This inn is very simple, but the price is cheap and many people come here.
There are all kinds of people, so it’s a mixed bag.
Wen Qingzhu and the others had just put the car away. When they turned around, they saw someone they knew in the stable next to them.
This person was none other than the little girl Wen Qingzhu had met at Gai Lou's house that day.
She stood by the fence with her feet up, as if she was talking to the horse.
Wen Qingzhu stared there, feeling very strange.
He Lai came over, looked at the little girl, and explained: "Some things are familiar to animals, so you understand what they say. It's not surprising."
"Really?" Wen Qingzhu was indeed surprised by this, but more importantly, this little girl turned out to be a slave of the Gai Lou family. Why is she here now
I don't know if her gaze was too hot, but the little girl suddenly turned her head and looked over.
After just one glance, the little girl's eyes changed and she quickly turned around and ran away.
There were people coming and going here, and the little girl disappeared after a while.
Wen Qingzhu's heart sank, she recognized herself!
"Do you know her?" He Lai also noticed something.
Wen Qingzhu nodded and walked forward: "Go up first. I feel something is wrong. If necessary, you may need to contact Gailou."
"The little girl just now has something to do with him?" He Lai thought about it again, but he couldn't remember what the little girl had to do with building a building.
The only relationship can only be with the woman who built the building.
But this little girl looks too ordinary, not the one Gai Lou likes at all.
When the two of them arrived at the lobby, all the tables were full.
A waiter came up and asked diligently: "Are you two adults staying in a hotel or having a meal?"
"Stay in the hotel." He Lai stepped forward and gave the waiter a little bit of silver.
The boy's eyes lit up and he quickly went upstairs to meet them.
They took the stairs on the left, and there was also a staircase going up on the right side of the lobby.
While walking, Wen Qingzhu accidentally saw a man in a hat hurriedly going down the stairs on the right.
The quality of this inn was very poor. The man coming downstairs made a loud noise, which quickly attracted Wen Qingzhu's attention.
She turned around and immediately recognized the man who had just helped her pull the cow.
Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but murmur: "It's him!"
He Lai was walking in front, and when he heard her voice, he looked over and stopped immediately.
On the second floor, a man covered in blood suddenly ran out of the corridor.
He was a man wearing a hat and wanted to say something, but his throat was cut and blood flowed out.
Although his mouth was opening and closing, no sound came out.
Suddenly, darts shot over and hit the bloody man on the head, and he fell to the ground immediately.
There was chaos downstairs, with people running out in a hurry and people outside trying to squeeze in to watch the fun.
The guy leading the way looked at the situation and was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to get up or down.
Wen Qingzhu saw that the guy was sweating profusely, so he took the initiative to comfort him and said, "How about we protect this place?"
Just in time to watch a show.
Soon the inn's nursing staff appeared and separated the crowds. People inside were not allowed to go in, and people outside were not allowed to come out.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the situation was actually under control.
Wen Qingzhu was a little surprised. She thought the chaos would last for a long time.
After a while, a group of soldiers led by a general-looking man came over and spread out in all directions.
Soon a group of people came to them.
"Why are you here?"
He Lai reacted quickly: "The incident happened suddenly and we were frightened. We didn't dare to go up because the crime scene was happening above, and we didn't dare to go down because it was too chaotic down there, so we stood still."
The captain of this group of soldiers was silent for a moment, and finally made a suggestion: "Then stand along the railing and don't block the road."
Wen Qingzhu: "..."
He Lai was even more surprised, how could he do things like this
The waiter finally reacted and said quickly: "Captain, they are just ordinary guests. Why don't you let them go down first and find a place to stand?"
"Okay." The captain didn't say anything.
The clerk quickly led them down. Now everyone in the lobby was a little scared, but there were still some people who were not afraid of trouble and actually looked around with interest.
Wen Qingzhu arrived below and took the initiative to walk towards an open space.
After taking two steps, no soldier stopped him: "Wait! This is where the general sits!"
Wen Qingzhu quickly took two steps back: "Then I'll just go in and stand here."
The people around them immediately looked over, and the soldiers who stopped them looked at them carefully.
But in the end, I still didn't notice anything unusual and didn't say anything.
After a while, heavy footsteps came from outside.
A burly middle-aged man walked in step by step.
Wen Qingzhu took a quick look, and from his dark armor, cold expression, and the evil aura emanating from his body, she was almost sure who this person was right away.
Sure enough, someone hurriedly walked up and said, "General Juqu!"
Juqu glanced inside the lobby and paused when his eyes passed He Lai.
But just for a moment, he asked the person in front of him: "What's going on?"
As soon as the man told what happened, Juqu walked to the center.
He sat down where Wen Qingzhu had tried to sit just now, and finally ordered someone to carry the body down.
Soon the blood-covered body on the second floor was carried in front of Juqu.
He swept up and down and said: "Seal the entire inn. No one can leave without my permission!"
As soon as these words came out, many people were from outside. They knew Juqu's reputation but didn't know his temperament, and the hall suddenly became noisy and chaotic.
The soldiers stationed in various places drew their swords in unison, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.
Juqu ordered again: "Search!"
Soon the soldiers stationed in various places began to take action.
Not long after, people came one after another with iron hooks, sleeve arrows, poisons and other exquisite and powerful tools.
Wen Qingzhu looked a little solemn.
These things are very common in Daqi, but it is surprising that so many of them appear at the same time.
Juqu glanced at these things and his voice became colder: "It seems that these little things want to do something big."
No one dared to breathe, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the tools on the ground carefully and suddenly found something very unfamiliar.
It was a torture instrument that existed only in the previous dynasty. It was used to quickly dig out people's leg bones. It was called a mutilator.
Previous dynasty…
Wen Qingzhu thought of something. A princess from the previous dynasty married the Huns.
Could it be those people from the previous dynasty
wrong!
Just when she was puzzled, He Lai suddenly tugged on her sleeve.
Wen Qingzhu looked up and found Juqu looking at her.
His eyes were sharp, as if he had seen through her.
It happened that Wen Qingzhu didn't want to act secretly, so he took the initiative to step forward and said hello with a smile: "Master Juqu, I am Xiaoshui."
"Then what?" Juqu didn't seem surprised.
Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, Wen Qingzhu felt confident. He pointed at the cutting knife and said, "That thing was a torture instrument that existed only in the Jin Dynasty before the Qi Dynasty."