Chapter 285
Di Juyi smiled and shook his head.
Regardless of whether the Taoist was sent by the Jade Emperor or not, the appearance of that Taoist did save the Wei Empire and the common people in the world.
The empire didn't have the talent to deal with zombies and ghosts. Even if they encountered ordinary zombies and ghosts, they would have to pay a lot of sacrifices.
All the apprentices brought out by that Taoist were outstanding.
Those apprentices recruited more apprentices, so that there were more and more talented people in the empire.
And the sewing of corpses proposed by the Taoist can solve the root causes of zombies and ghosts, and it has been passed down for a few days.
Yang Jiu stopped interrupting.
Since the Blood Willow Rebellion was not caused by that Taoist, why did Di Juyi say that Taoist?
When Yang Jiu first came to this world, he had read many historical books, but in those historical books, there was no record of that Taoist, let alone the Bloody Willow Rebellion.
The Blood Willow Rebellion was not caused by that Taoist, but a mass assassination against that Taoist.
It was early spring, and the willow trees on the streets of Chang'an had just sprouted green shoots.
There are still remnants of zombies and ghosts in the rampant city.
Even in broad daylight, the common people hardly dared to go to the streets.
There are very few vendors selling on the street.
Chang'an is so deserted that it doesn't look like Chang'an.
The Taoist took his apprentices and wandered around Chang'an, looking for hidden zombie ghosts.
But when passing through a narrow street, the blood-clothed killers ambushing on both sides suddenly rushed out.
Although that Taoist's Taoism is very profound, his martial arts are very mediocre, and he can easily win against even the most powerful zombie ghost.
However, Taoist couldn't even catch three tricks when he met the people in the rivers and lakes who were not in the mainstream.
The martial arts of that group of blood-clothed killers were ridiculously high.
Even if there are masters among Taoist disciples, they are still invincible.
"It is said that when the Taoist's body was found, it was hung high on a big willow tree by the street. His blood stained all the willow branches red." Di Juyi shook his head lightly.
If that Taoist was assassinated earlier, who knows what the world would be like today.
After the Blood Willow Rebellion, Wei Huang was furious and sent a large number of troops to chase the murderer.
But after those blood-clothed killers killed the Taoist, they seemed to evaporate from the world without a trace.
Yang Jiu listened with gusto, and finally asked with a smile: "Old Man Di Ge was worried that the Blood Willow Rebellion would happen again, but in today's world, who can compare with that Taoist?"
"This old man is just making a comparison. If Wei Zhongxian's plot succeeds, the disaster it will cause will be much more terrifying than the Bloody Willow Rebellion." Di Juyi sighed lightly.
Di Juyi didn't want to talk about this with Yang Jiu at first, but because Yang Jiu and Wei Zhongxian are very close, it can be said that Yang Jiu's current status is inseparable from Wei Zhongxian's appreciation and promotion.
Yang Jiu is an upright person and knows how to be grateful. She is afraid that she will be deceived by Wei Zhongxian and thus embark on a road of no return.
Although there are many sewers in the world today, it would be difficult to find another one as outstanding as Yang Jiu.
If something happened to Yangjiu, it would be a great loss to the world.
Yang Jiu smiled and said: "I understand what Elder Di Ge means. Since I'm already in the middle of the matter and can't get out, I can only play by ear."
Di Juyi has also achieved his goal, and he communicated with Yang Jiu in advance, so that no matter what happens in the future, Yang Jiu can also have a psychological preparation as soon as possible.
After leaving Di Mansion, Yang Jiu turned to Fan Mansion.
When meeting Fan Qing before, Yang Jiu forgot one thing, that is, the double-headed saber he got from the system, which was left in his hands, was just occupying the space of the Nine Snakes Returning to the Cave, so why not give it to Fan Qing as a favor.
Fan Qing took away Dingwang's body from Yan Luo Palace and buried it.
At this moment, he was sitting in the pavilion in the backyard, staring at the rockery outside the pavilion in a daze.
Although he decided to forgive, he still couldn't forgive himself.
After so many years, he has already turned his back on many things, but he couldn't let go of abandoning his own daughter.
Knowing Yang Jiu's visit, Fan Qing wanted to go to the front hall, but saw Yang Jiu walking quickly.
"I will be buried in vain, I should have come to offer my condolences." Yang Jiu said softly.
Fan Qing said: "Just send the corpse to the ground, no problem."
Yang Jiu sewed up his daughter's body and sent her soul away. This is much better than a false condolence.
Holding a double-ended knife in his hand, Yang Jiu said with a smile, "I got this knife by accident. I heard that Mr. Fan is called a 'double-ended knife', so I came here to give you the knife."
Fan Qing took the double-ended knife, examined it carefully, and showed joy.
Feeling itchy for a moment, he jumped into the yard and brandished the double-edged knife.
The seemingly gaudy double-ended knife radiated a completely different vitality in Fan Qing's hands.
One knife comes out, but there are two sword glows.
This may be the dominance of the double-ended saber.
"Good saber technique." Seeing Fan Qing stop, Yang Jiu praised.
Fan Qing smiled and said, "The knife is better."
After entering the court as an official, he hadn't touched a knife for a long time.
The saber waving just now reminded him of the heroic spirit he used to fight on the battlefield.
The past is like smoke, but now people are old.
This world belongs to young people after all.
Fan Qing wanted to stay Yang Jiu for dinner at the house, but Yang Jiu declined and went back to the corpse sewing shop first.
The orange cat family went back inside again, and they seldom go out at night, and sleep well in broad daylight.
"Ma Huanghe, I will take you to find your child now." Yang Jiu picked up the paper figurine possessed by Ma Huanghe.
Ma Huanghe was very excited, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Jiu, are you serious?"
Putting the little paper man into the Nine Snakes Return Cave, Yang Jiu made another little paper man, which was the woman Ma Huanghe once loved deeply.
The woman was already married, and the man was there, but in order to have a child, she kept flirting with each other. In the end, only Ma Huanghe succeeded in planting the seeds for her.
After becoming pregnant, Ma Huanghe will naturally be abandoned.
After her man killed Ma Huanghe, the woman actually killed her man, which was beyond Yang Jiu's expectation.
With nothing to do now, Yang Jiu is also very curious about what that woman is doing now.
What kind of children can a woman with such a vicious heart raise?
Judging from the movements of the little paper figurine, although the woman does not live in Chang'an City, she is not far from Chang'an City.
I borrowed a horse from Dongchang, rode it out of the city, and headed east.
There is a small town about more than 50 miles away. Because it is close to Chang'an City, the town is very prosperous.
Although there is only one long street, it is wide and clean, and people come and go.
Yang Jiu stopped in front of a wonton stand.
The sun had already set in the west, and the light shone on the busy woman on one side.
The woman was wearing an apron, her hair was tied up, and she was still in good shape in middle age, but the ruthless years had left thick and colorful marks on her face.
"What would you like to eat, Ah Lang?" The woman brought a bowl of wontons to the customers waiting on one side, and came to Yang Jiu and asked with a smile.
Yang Jiu asked with a smile: "The meat of this wonton is not made of human flesh, is it?"
The smile on the woman's face froze in an instant, and soon she smiled awkwardly, and said, "Alangmo is just joking, my mutton wontons are made from sheep raised by the family, and they are all slaughtered on the same day to ensure freshness."
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Then have a bowl."
"Ah Lang wait a moment." The woman turned to cook wontons.
The diners beside him were obviously displeased with Yang Jiu's words.
The mutton wontons here are the most authentic.
Furthermore, can human flesh taste like mutton?
The woman who sells wontons is exactly the woman who deceived Ma Huanghe.
It is unbelievable that she made a living selling wontons here after she left Chang'an.
Ma Huanghe didn't hate this woman, the reason why he stayed in the world was just to see his child.
When the wontons were served, they tasted really good.
"Ah Lang take it easy." The woman put down the wonton and went to work.
When it came time for dinner, the lamb wontons were doing really well.
But Yang Jiu found that most of the people who came to eat were men.
Those men's eyes would fall on the woman from time to time, and the longing in those eyes could be understood by everyone.
Yang Jiu took a bite of the wonton, and it was delicious.
"The charm of your woman is really terrifying." Yang Jiu released Ma Huanghe.
It was dark, even if he was not attached to the little paper man, Ma Huanghe would not be harmed.
She has lived to this age and can still attract the pursuit of so many men. This woman is not easy.
"Where's the child?" Ma Huang looked east and west.
This is a wonton cart, and the woman pushes it on the street to do business, and will go home after selling out.
It's dinner time now, and it will take a long time to sell out those wontons.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a solution."
Ma Huanghe directly asked about the whereabouts of the child, but this woman would not lead the way.
"Everyone who wants to eat mutton wontons, come here, I treat you." Yang Jiu got up and shouted loudly.
There are many people passing by on the street, but few people want to sit down and eat a bowl of mutton wonton.
Hearing Yang Jiu's yelling, they all stopped to watch, very puzzled.
Yang Jiu took out a piece of silver to prove that he really knows how to treat guests.
Seeing Yang Jiu hand over the silver to the woman, several people came over immediately.
The smell of this mutton wonton can be smelled by people passing by, and then they are so greedy that they drool.
But this mutton wonton is really not cheap, even if you are greedy and have no money in your pocket, you can only bear it.
The woman frowned, although Yang Jiu's actions would allow her to go home and rest earlier, but what was Yang Jiu's purpose?
When guests come, she must cook wontons.
During the day, she also sells wontons at noon and evening.
He only makes [-] bowls of wontons a day, and closes the stall when they are sold out. The income is enough to make ends meet.
2 million wontons don't use a sheep, so the remaining lamb is naturally stored and sold tomorrow.
Just now she told Yang Jiu that the mutton was killed on the same day, so she must be bragging.
With such a small business, how can I kill sheep for you every day?
The one hundred bowls of wontons at night were sold out quickly.
The woman couldn't find the ten taels of silver that Yang Jiu gave, so she asked Yang Jiu to go home with her to get the silver.
This time it's good, you don't have to follow secretly.
The woman's home is in the east of the town. It is a small house with two bedrooms and no living room.
Entering the yard, the woman pushed the wonton trolley under the shed on one side, turned around to look at Yang Jiu, and asked with a smile, "I'm so old, can A Lang like it?"
Yang Jiu smiled and said nothing.
"I'll wash it first, so that Alang doesn't think it's dirty." The woman turned around and left, twisting her waist very vigorously.
Seeing her like this, Ma Huanghe's already pale face became even paler.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "No need, if you can't find the silver, then you don't need to look for it."
The woman stopped and turned around slowly, her face full of doubts.
There were no lights on in the two bedrooms.
Yang Jiu asked, "Auntie lives alone?"
"That's right." The woman smiled lightly.
Yang Jiu asked again: "Where's the family?"
"They're all dead." The woman replied very comfortably, without any trace of sadness.
Ma Huanghe's complexion changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice, "Master Jiu, son, quickly ask the child."
Yang Jiu actually couldn't understand why Ma Huanghe was so obsessed with the child.
The woman in front of him lied to him. Even if he really gave birth to his child, the child would not be able to know who his biological father was, so what if he just took a look?
Perhaps, Ma Huanghe just wanted to make sure that he had no empress left in this world.
Yang Jiu didn't intend to keep it up, and said bluntly, "Do you still remember Ma Huanghe?"
"Who is it?" The woman was puzzled.
Ma Huanghe was stunned, seeing the woman's reaction, it seemed that he had really forgotten him.
After all, he is the man who made her a mother as she wished, even if it has been 20 years in the past, it is impossible for him to completely forget about it.
Yang Jiu chuckled and said, "The scholar who made you conceive the child smoothly."
"I seem to remember it, but..." The woman smiled wryly and shook her head lightly. Why bother to look back on the miserable past?
Yang Jiu asked, "Where's the child?"
"It's gone." The woman said.
She thought she could give birth to the child smoothly, but within three months, the child turned into blood.
The fortune teller had said that she was the lone star of the devil, destined to be alone for the rest of her life.
Look at her life for so many years, isn't it just like what the fortune teller said?
Ma Huanghe was stunned, unable to believe it.
When he regained his senses, he entered the two rooms, both of which were empty and unoccupied.
Since this woman lived alone, why did she need to tidy up the two bedrooms?
"If A-Lang doesn't mind, I'd like to accompany A-Lang for one night." The woman took the initiative, held Yang Jiu's hand, and walked towards the bedroom on the right.
Yang Jiu shook off her hand and said with a smile, "No need."
"I knew that at this age, only that stinky beggar would not dislike me." The woman smiled and walked towards the bedroom on the left.
Yang Jiu finally understood that this woman would sleep in the bedroom on the left side when there was no men to harass her, so that should be her real room.
But if a man is to be kept overnight, he will sleep in the bedroom on the right.
It can be seen that this woman usually makes a living by selling mutton wontons, but occasionally she also earns some extra money.
"Jiuye, I don't think about it anymore, let's go." Ma Huanghe's state of mind at the moment can be said to be that the heart of Huanghe has died.
Just as Yang Jiu was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's your sheep?"
"To be honest, the mutton I use is bought from other people's homes." The woman also felt very embarrassed.
In front of the wonton stall just now, she swears that the sheep are raised by her family and are killed every day.
Who would have thought that Yang Jiu would spend so much money to let her sell out the wontons early and go home to rest.
Thinking about it carefully, over the years, there have been some little kids who stole money from their homes just to do that kind of thing with her.
For her, this was the end of her life. Selling wontons would ensure that she would not starve to death, and she would be able to add a few new clothes for herself with a little money from time to time, which was not bad.
Ma Huanghe couldn't believe that he was infatuated with this kind of woman.
The point is that he gave up his future and risked his life for this kind of woman. It was really a waste of time.
"How about meeting each other?" Yang Jiu snapped his fingers.
The woman didn't understand the meaning of Yang Jiu's words, but when she looked up, she saw Ma Huanghe standing beside Yang Jiu.
She really forgot the name Ma Huanghe, but how could she forget Ma Huanghe's face?
"I'm sorry..." The woman stared at Ma Huanghe for a while, then bowed to apologize.
Ma Huanghe didn't know what to say.
"But I also avenged you." The woman quickly said again.
Ma Huanghe smiled and said, "It doesn't matter anymore."
The child he had been longing for hadn't been able to come to this world smoothly.
It's ridiculous to be obsessed with it for so long.
Ma Huanghe thought about floating away.
When Yang Jiu left, she turned her head and saw the woman kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly.
Ma Huanghe waited for Yang Jiu not far away, thanked him before leaving.
The Book of Merits and Deeds appeared immediately:
The host helped Ma Huanghe fulfill his last wish, and gained [-] points of merit. Currently, the remaining merit points are [-].
When I rode back to Chang'an, it was almost Haishi.
When I passed the No. [-] mortuary shop, I saw Li Furong sitting at the door with her head on her knees, wondering what she was thinking.
Yang Jiu got off the horse, handed the horse to the passing Dongchang guard, and said with a smile, "Miss, what's the matter?"
This girl came to the corpse shop several times, and her purpose must not be pure.
"Can't you come to Master Yang if you have nothing to do?" Li Furong's voice was raspy, her steps were like a cat's, and the white and tender skin under the hem of her skirt could be faintly seen.
Before people arrive, incense goes first.
It was a very strange fragrance.
As soon as Yang Jiu smelled it, he found that the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly.
The only one who can see clearly is Li Furong.
Li Furong was only wearing an embroidered red apron, twisted and twisted, extremely coquettish.
Yang Jiu watched with great interest. Although this must be an illusion, Li Furong's body is not all fake.
For example, the blood mole on her thigh is very attractive.
Yang Jiu stood still, wanting to see what the girl was trying to do with the illusion.
To Yang Jiu's surprise, the girl didn't kill him even though he had already been attacked, but instead dragged him into the body sewing shop and fell straight onto the bed inside the body sewing shop.
Standing outside the body shop, Li Furong saw Yang Jiu rolling around on the bed with a smile on her face.
Such a thing can actually fascinate Wu Sanyue, so you know how slutty Wu Sanyue is.
"Miss is leaving now?" Li Furong turned around and was about to leave, when Yang Jiu's voice suddenly rang in her ears.
The hot air blown from her mouth when she spoke, rushed into her ears, itching badly.
Li Furong's complexion changed suddenly, she turned around slowly, and said in shock: "You didn't..."
"Although I didn't ask Yunyulou to come to the door for service, the girl came to the door several times on her own initiative. Presumably she encountered difficulties and needed money. As a warm-hearted citizen of Chang'an, I, Yang Jiu, am willing to help." Yang Jiu locked Li Furong as she said. By the wrist, he pulled her into the corpse shop.
Li Furong wanted to resist at first, but found that her internal strength was actually not able to be aroused at all.
"You..." Li Furong was very nervous at the moment.
But when Yang Jiu lifted up her skirt, she almost stopped breathing.
Yang Jiu let go of his hand, smiled lightly and said, "Sure enough, there is a bloody mole on your leg."
"What do you want?" Li Furong held her breath.
Yang Jiu smiled and asked: "I should ask you this, girl, what do you want to do?"
Yang Jiu emphasized the word "dry".
Li Furong did not expect that Yang Jiu would be such a rascal.
The question is how did Yang Jiu get out of the illusion?
It stands to reason that few people in this world can perform the illusion she performed, and Yang Jiu would definitely not be among them.
"Fu Rong, so you are here." Li Xinghe rushed in at this moment.
Seeing that Yang Jiu and Li Furong were all fine, Li Xinghe was also relieved.
Knowing that Li Furong wanted to plot against Yang Jiu, Li Xinghe worried that Yang Jiu would be killed by Li Furong on the one hand, and on the other hand worried that Li Furong would be killed by Yang Jiu instead.
Li Furong's complexion changed slightly, she snorted coldly, but did not speak.
"Your Highness knows this girl?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.
Li Xinghe laughed and said: "Not only do we know each other, but we are very close, she is..."
"I'm King Qin's woman." Li Furong rushed over and grabbed Li Xinghe's arm.
Yang Jiu was quite embarrassed, and said: "This, this is really..."
Li Xinghe's woman needs to come and cast illusions on me?
Yang Jiu felt that Li Furong might have really regarded him as a fool.
Li Xinghe wanted to reprimand Li Furong for messing around, but seeing Li Furong's pitiful eyes, he didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.
"You mortician are so brave, what did you want to do by lifting up my skirt just now?" Li Furong was now backed by Li Xinghe, and she spoke with confidence.
She also imitated Yang Jiu's tone just now, and specially emphasized the word "dry".
Hearing this word, Li Xinghe frowned.
Yang Jiu sat without moving, and said, "Your Highness, you have to take care of your own woman."
"Okay, brother Yang is busy, I'll go home and take care of her first." Li Xinghe said, dragging Li Furong away.
Yang Jiu lifted the orange cat from the bed and said, "Follow them."
The orange cat was very reluctant, and called a couple of children, it was like going out for a walk.
Slightly away from the body sewing shop, Li Xinghe let go of his hands, and asked with a dark face: "Fu Rong, what are you doing?"
"Slept with Yang Jiu, and died of anger in March." Li Furong grinned.
Li Xinghe couldn't believe that such words could come from Li Furong's mouth.
"Furong, if you do this, you will only harm yourself." Li Xinghe took a few deep breaths, and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
Does Wu Sanyue really care about how many women Yang Jiu has?
Not to mention just sleeping, even if Yang Jiu really fell in love, Wu Sanyue would definitely accept it.
Li Xinghe could tell that Wu Sanyue was obedient to Yang Jiu in every possible way. Since she could accept the existence of Gan Sisi, she must be able to accept other women as well.
"Brother, that bitch wants me to go to Tubo to get married, do you know?" Li Furong became furious when she thought of this.
But Li Xinghe knew very well that Wu Sanyue would never do this, she was definitely just trying to scare Li Furong.
If Li Furong really took it seriously, then he would lose.
"I have decided that I will go to Tubo to marry, and then let Tubo form an alliance with my brother." After careful consideration, Li Furong felt that going to Tubo to marry was not a bad thing.
Li Xinghe rubbed his forehead, with such a younger sister, he would never want to live a peaceful life again.
The orange cat took the two children to watch on the roof, and when they saw Li Furong leave angrily, they also returned to the body sewing shop.
The orange cat made gestures for a long time before Yang Jiu realized that Li Furong was Li Xinghe's younger sister.
After changing clothes, Yang Jiu came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Gan Sisi was also there, eating with Wu Sanyue.
After sitting down, Yang Jiu asked, "San Yue, King Qin still has a younger sister?"
"Yes, it's Princess Furong. She ran away from home ten years ago and just came back recently." Wu Sanyue smiled.
Gan Sisi swallowed the snack in her mouth, and said with a smile: "It seems that Jiulang has seen it before, isn't it beautiful?"
Wu Sanyue also looked up at Yang Jiu, wanting to hear Yang Jiu's evaluation of Li Furong.
Yang Jiu picked up a piece of snack and said softly, "It's hard to say whether it's beautiful or not, but coquettishness is true."
"Coquettish?" Gan Sisi and Wu Sanyue were stunned at the same time.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jiu would use this word to describe Li Furong.
Yang Jiu smiled and talked about what Li Furong had done.
After knowing Li Furong's identity, Yang Jiu felt that Li Xinghe was not simple.
It would be a lie to say that Li Xinghe has no interest in Jiangshan at all.
It's just that Li Xinghe is a smart person, knowing that relying on his influence, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to want to take back the country from Wu Sanyue.
Since seizing power is doomed to failure, wouldn't it be better to be a prince with peace of mind, and be well-clothed and well-fed?
But if there is a good opportunity, whether Li Xinghe will have other ideas, I am afraid that only Li Xinghe knows.
"Jiu'er, don't you know how to enjoy this great opportunity?" Wu Sanyue shook her head lightly.
Anyway, Li Furong is going to get married in Tubo soon, if she is still a young girl, she can make up for Yang Jiu.
Gan Sisi nodded fiercely.
Yang Jiu looked at them quietly, slowly swallowed the snacks in his mouth, and sighed softly: "You guys are really scary."
"Jiu'er, listen to us, if Li Furong still dares to do that next time, you will follow her." Wu Sanyue urged.
Yang Jiu grabbed another piece of dim sum, which was still more delicious.
Li Furong's kind of stuff, he really can't do it.
"Saint, Mr. Di Ge is seeking an audience outside." The eunuch's sharp voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
Wu Sanyue frowned slightly, and said, "Let him in."
"March, do we need to avoid it?" Gan Sisi asked.
Wu Sanyue stood up, walked to one side of the table and sat down, picked up a memorial, and said with a smile: "No need."
How could civil and military officials not know the relationship between the three of them?
Therefore, there is no need to hide it, as if it is really shameful.
Di Juyi walked in quickly, with a flustered face, without saluting, he said directly: "Saint, something serious has happened."
Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "Old Di speaks bluntly."
Di Juyi said it was a big deal, but it might really be a big deal.
He didn't even have time to look at Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi.
"Just now, a stone tablet suddenly fell from the sky in Chang'an City, and fell to the most prosperous place in Nanshi..." Di Juyi's voice was trembling all the time.
Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "Hasn't someone used this method before?"
"But this time it's different. The stele is really too big, and there's blood shining all the time, which can be seen outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation." Di Juyi was terrified.
Hearing that it could be seen outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Wu Sanyue got up and walked out.
Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi also came out, and saw the dazzling blood light shining in the black night sky beyond Nanshi.
"Is there any writing on the stele?" Wu Sanyue asked with a frown.
Normally, such a huge stele of gods descended from heaven would definitely have something like "monsters bring disaster to the country" engraved on it.
And this so-called evildoer must be referring to Wu Sanyue.
"Mr. Di, the next time something like this happens, run slowly and don't get tired." Wu Sanyue wasn't nervous at all.
Di Juyi was very surprised that Wu Sanyue could be so calm.
If there were words that were unfavorable to Wu Sanyue on the stele, it would be very troublesome to deal with.
"How about we go and have a look?" Wu Sanyue turned to look at Yang Jiu.
Di Juyi hurriedly said: "Saint, this is absolutely impossible."
The origin of the huge stone tablet is unknown, if it was done by humans, there are probably a lot of thieves hiding in Nanshi, so it would be too risky to go there.
"Old Di, take someone to deal with it right away," Wu Sanyue ordered.
Di Juyi responded and left in a hurry.
Wu Sanyue looked at Yang Jiu again.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Change your clothes, the thief will definitely not expect that March will come in person."
Seeing Wu Sanyue enter the hall to change clothes, Gan Sisi asked in a low voice: "Jiulang, is this too risky?"
"With me here, I will surely bring you back safely," Yang Jiu said.
Gan Sisi didn't say that she also wanted to see the big stone tablet, but she was also full of curiosity about the big stone tablet.
Wu Sanyue changed into a green dress and parted her hair, completely changing her appearance.
"March, you are so beautiful."
"Sisi, you're not bad either."
Sitting in the carriage, Wu Sanyue and Gan Sisi praised each other.
Yang Jiu, who was driving the car, couldn't bear to listen.
The two stunning beauties are devoted to Yang Jiu, and they often force him to find more women. Sometimes when he is alone, Yang Jiu feels that all this is unreal, like a dream.
The large stone tablet suddenly dropped from the sky to Nanshi, shining red like blood, and soon spread throughout Chang'an, attracting many people to watch.
There were very few pedestrians on the streets leading to Nanshi.
But when it is close to Nanshi, the streets and alleys are full of people, and it is difficult for a carriage to move forward.
Wu Sanyue and Gan Sisi held Yang Jiu's arms respectively, and were led by Yang Jiu to run on the roof, and they approached the big stone tablet not long after.
Standing on the roof, you can see the whole picture of the big stone tablet.
The stele was as wide as a street and taller than any tall buildings and towers in Chang'an City.
"It's spectacular." Wu Sanyue praised.
Seen up close, this stele is indeed spectacular.
Gan Sisi frowned and asked, "Can people really make such a big stele?"
Di Juyi said that the stele fell from the sky, and I believe many witnesses in Chang'an City can confirm this.
Once the unfavorable words of Wu Sanyue appear on the stele, the world that has finally come to peace may have to be turbulent again.
"Maybe it really fell from the sky." Wu Sanyue laughed at herself.
Di Juyi had predicted the words on the stele from the beginning, and Wu Sanyue felt that Di Juyi was right.
Those guys hiding in the dark corners obviously couldn't compete with Wu Sanyue, so they could only come up with such dirty methods.
But the common people like this very much. Whenever they encounter something that cannot be explained reasonably, they will think of the gods.
The people have never dared to violate the will of the gods.
"Be careful, I'll go up and have a look." Yang Jiu said.
Wu Sanyue was stunned and said, "Jiu'er wants to go to that stone tablet?"
"I want to find out how this thing glows, and it's not filled with neon lights." Yang Jiu muttered in a low voice.
Gan Sisi said: "Jiulang, be careful."
Yang Jiu nodded, and jumped into the air, heading straight for the glowing stone tablet.
In fact, no matter from which angle you approach the stele, you will definitely be discovered by the people watching the stele.
When approaching the stele, the people watching on the street shouted one after another, saying that there was someone on the stele.
Jueqing and others led a large group of people, trying to maintain the order of the scene and prevent the people from getting too close to the stone tablet.
But when he saw the figure approaching the stele, Jueqing immediately recognized that person as Yang Jiu.
Yang Jiu, who landed gently on the top of the stele, was completely covered by the red glow, and no one could see him.
He squatted down, reached out and touched it, and it was indeed made of stone.
Such a huge stele weighs tens of thousands of catties, to say the least, it would be extremely difficult for a mortal to drop such a heavy stele from the sky.
Not to mention falling from the sky, even with the help of the government, there is no way to transport it into Chang'an City from other places.
Yang Jiu thought about jumping off, and quickly slid down the stone tablet.
The surface of the stele is as smooth as ice, and there is not a word engraved on it.
The light was a kind of small particles suspended in the air, and the small particles gathered around the stone tablet, and the wind could not disperse them, shining brightly.
Small particles are consumed quickly, and no matter how many there are, they will burn out at some point.
After this night, the stele will reveal its true face.
Yang Jiu returned to the roof and said softly: "There are no engravings, but there is no guarantee that engravings will not appear suddenly."
"Is it really made of stone?" Wu Sanyue only cared about this.
Seeing Yang Jiu nodding, her heart sank.
"San Yue, let's go back to the palace first." Gan Sisi felt that staying here was very dangerous.
Even if Wu Sanyue wins the hearts of the people again, there are still many people in the world who want to kill her.
After sending the two daughters back to the palace, Yang Jiu returned to Nanshi to see what changes would happen to the stele.
As time passed, the red light emitted by the stele was weakening.
The crowd of onlookers walked and came, and the total number did not decrease but increased.
Yang Jiu sat on the roof, waiting patiently.
"The sage came just now?" Jueqing jumped onto the roof and sat down beside Yang Jiu.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "As expected of a god catcher, you discovered all of this."
"It's because you guys are too blatant." Rueqing said.
Even if Wu Sanyue changed her clothes and let her hair loose, she couldn't hide her prosperous face.
Yang Jiu smiled and asked, "What do you think of this stele?"
"Maybe it really fell from the sky." Jueqing also had a headache about this.
Can people really do it?
Yang Jiu said with a smile: "If there are writings on the stone tablet tomorrow, saying that the saint is a monster who descended to the world and wants to lead mankind to the end of the world, do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it, but the common people do." Jueqing hit the point in one sentence.
As long as the people believe, the purpose of the thief is achieved.
"What are you two doing here? Are you dating?" Behind them, a sweet female voice suddenly came.
But neither of them turned their heads to look. As soon as they heard the voice, they knew that Mo Wu was coming.
The big stone tablet that fell from the sky caused a sensation in Chang'an, and I'm afraid it will shock all the countries tomorrow.
Mo Wu, who likes to study mechanics, will definitely not miss this kind of big scene.
Mo Wu returned to her daughter's body, and painted her lips bright red, even redder than the red glow from the stone tablet.
"Miss Mo, do you also think that this stele fell from the sky?" Rueqing asked softly.
Mo Wu shook his head and said, "Only stars fall from the sky, but stars cannot be like this."
"So?" He asked desperately.
Mo Wu said contemptuously: "Are you stupid? Since it's not Xingyun, someone must have moved it here."
"I think you are stupid." Ruanqing was speechless.
Even if there are 100,000 people, this stele cannot be moved.
Even if they could move it, could they still move the stele to the sky and then throw it down?
Yang Jiu was very calm, and asked with a smile: "Mo Wu, can you do it?"
"I definitely can't." Mo Wu shook her head again and again.
If she had this ability, would she still need to sell those gadgets in the ghost market?
"No one in this world can do it." Mo Wu thought for a while and added.
Ruthless wanted to push Mo Wu off the roof.
"Jiu Ye, don't you think this stele looks like a magic trick?" Mo Wu was fascinated by it.
Mechanism?
Yang Jiu checked carefully just now and confirmed that the stele was carved from a whole block of stone.
But because the inspection is not detailed enough, many details may be missed.
If it is true as what Mo Wu said, this stele was made with mechanical techniques, then everything would make sense.
For example, the lotus box made by Mo Wu is only the size of a palm when it is closed, but when it is unfolded, it can become a small boat for several people to ride.
The stone tablet looks huge, but if it is made by machine skills, it will be as big as a house at most when it is put away.
Transporting a house to Nanshi is still very eye-catching.
But if a house is built in Nanshi, it will not be surprising at all.
The appearance of Mo Wu gave another explanation, and this explanation is very likely to be the truth.
"Miss Mo, do you know anyone who can do this kind of trick?" Ruthlessly asked.
No matter what purpose the people behind the scenes set up this stele here for, they must find it out as soon as possible and return the truth to the people.
Mo Wu thought for a while and said, "My master."
"What about your master?"
"died."
"Really dead, or fake dead?"
"It's really dead, I buried it myself."
"you sure?"
Mo Wu was so angry that Mo Wu's eyes widened after being questioned relentlessly.
The heartless tone really sounded like he was interrogating the murderer.
Yang Jiu stood up, stretched her waist, and said: "You two, please be safe and don't be impatient. If the stele is really made with mechanical techniques, I believe that besides Mo Wu's master, there must be another person in this world who can do it." Come out."
"Impossible, except for my master..." Mo Wu felt that Yang Jiu seemed to be helping her by doing this, but in fact she was belittling her master.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Don't be blindly confident."
"It's just that this stele is not removed, I'm afraid..." Ruanqing worried that the existence of this stele would damage the country's prestige.
Nanshi is the busiest place in Chang'an City. Now this stone tablet is across the streets of Nanshi, dividing Nanshi into two parts, which are not connected to each other.
Coincidentally, the Tubo prince will come to Chang'an tomorrow, and what he wants to do most is to visit Nanshi.
"Do you think the appearance of this stele has something to do with the Tubo kingdom?" Mo Wu also knew the news that the Tubo prince came to welcome his relatives.
The stele didn't appear sooner or later, but it fell from the sky on the eve of the Tubo prince's arrival in Chang'an. It's a coincidence, isn't it too coincidental?
Continuing to stare at the stele, it seems that it doesn't make much sense.
Yang Jiu yawned and said, "Mo Wu, I will leave this stele to you. You should study it carefully and see if you can shrink it."
As long as it is a mechanism technique, Yang Jiu believes that Mo Wu will be able to crack it.
"I won't do it." Mo Wu's mouth pouted high.
Yang Jiudao: "After the matter is completed, I will give you 1000 taels of gold."
"1000 taels...gold?" Mo Wu's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth were drooling.
Unfeelingly thought that it is good to have money.
Although she is one of the four famous arresters of the six doors, her salary is not high, and she has to save a tael of silver.
Yang Jiu is good, usually spending money lavishly, it is really like flowing water, which makes people envious.
The problem is that no matter how extravagant Yang Jiu is, the two hot pot restaurants, not to mention making money every day, still have money every day.
Seeing Yang Jiu nodding, Mo Wu immediately said, "Mada, put it on me."
When Mo Wu got excited, old-fashioned words popped out.
She jumped off the roof and rushed towards the stele.
The six-door police who were in charge of stopping the common people did not stop them when they saw the heartless wave of their hands.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Go to sleep, tomorrow should be even busier."
If this stele is not removed for a day, it will only be busy day by day.
You have to take a good rest.
……
In a teahouse near the stele, Li Xinghe stood in front of the window, looking at the glowing stele, frowning.
"Brother, don't keep standing, how tired you are." Li Furong really didn't understand why Li Xinghe had to stand, even though he was sitting here, he could still see the big stone tablet.
Li Xinghe came back and took a sip of tea, sighed: "Could it be that there are gods living in the sky?"
"There is an underworld, so naturally there is an immortal mansion. It's normal for some objects to drop from the immortal mansion occasionally." Li Furong took it very seriously.
She had already told Li Xinghe just now that it would be better if there were some writings on the stone tablet, calling on the people of the world to join hands to get rid of Wu Sanyue, a monster.
Li Xinghe felt that things were not that simple.
It would be fine if the god accidentally knocked down something, but I'm afraid it's someone with ulterior motives who wants to use the name of the god to do evil things.
"Brother, there is a mat over there. Go to sleep for a while. I'll keep an eye on it. If there is any change in the stele, I'll wake you up right away." Li Furong laughed.
Li Xinghe shook his head, no matter what tonight, he had to stay up until dawn, and wanted to see the true face of the stele as soon as possible.
The red glow on the surface of the stele is now dissipating rapidly.
Maybe before dawn, the red light will completely dissipate.
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Di Juyi smiled and shook his head.
Regardless of whether the Taoist was sent by the Jade Emperor or not, the appearance of that Taoist did save the Wei Empire and the common people in the world.
The empire didn't have the talent to deal with zombies and ghosts. Even if they encountered ordinary zombies and ghosts, they would have to pay a lot of sacrifices.
All the apprentices brought out by that Taoist were outstanding.
Those apprentices recruited more apprentices, so that there were more and more talented people in the empire.
And the sewing of corpses proposed by the Taoist can solve the root causes of zombies and ghosts, and it has been passed down for a few days.
Yang Jiu stopped interrupting.
Since the Blood Willow Rebellion was not caused by that Taoist, why did Di Juyi say that Taoist?
When Yang Jiu first came to this world, he had read many historical books, but in those historical books, there was no record of that Taoist, let alone the Bloody Willow Rebellion.
The Blood Willow Rebellion was not caused by that Taoist, but a mass assassination against that Taoist.
It was early spring, and the willow trees on the streets of Chang'an had just sprouted green shoots.
There are still remnants of zombies and ghosts in the rampant city.
Even in broad daylight, the common people hardly dared to go to the streets.
There are very few vendors selling on the street.
Chang'an is so deserted that it doesn't look like Chang'an.
The Taoist took his apprentices and wandered around Chang'an, looking for hidden zombie ghosts.
But when passing through a narrow street, the blood-clothed killers ambushing on both sides suddenly rushed out.
Although that Taoist's Taoism is very profound, his martial arts are very mediocre, and he can easily win against even the most powerful zombie ghost.
However, Taoist couldn't even catch three tricks when he met the people in the rivers and lakes who were not in the mainstream.
The martial arts of that group of blood-clothed killers were ridiculously high.
Even if there are masters among Taoist disciples, they are still invincible.
"It is said that when the Taoist's body was found, it was hung high on a big willow tree by the street. His blood stained all the willow branches red." Di Juyi shook his head lightly.
If that Taoist was assassinated earlier, who knows what the world would be like today.
After the Blood Willow Rebellion, Wei Huang was furious and sent a large number of troops to chase the murderer.
But after those blood-clothed killers killed the Taoist, they seemed to evaporate from the world without a trace.
Yang Jiu listened with gusto, and finally asked with a smile: "Old Man Di Ge was worried that the Blood Willow Rebellion would happen again, but in today's world, who can compare with that Taoist?"
"This old man is just making a comparison. If Wei Zhongxian's plot succeeds, the disaster it will cause will be much more terrifying than the Bloody Willow Rebellion." Di Juyi sighed lightly.
Di Juyi didn't want to talk about this with Yang Jiu at first, but because Yang Jiu and Wei Zhongxian are very close, it can be said that Yang Jiu's current status is inseparable from Wei Zhongxian's appreciation and promotion.
Yang Jiu is an upright person and knows how to be grateful. She is afraid that she will be deceived by Wei Zhongxian and thus embark on a road of no return.
Although there are many sewers in the world today, it would be difficult to find another one as outstanding as Yang Jiu.
If something happened to Yangjiu, it would be a great loss to the world.
Yang Jiu smiled and said: "I understand what Elder Di Ge means. Since I'm already in the middle of the matter and can't get out, I can only play by ear."
Di Juyi has also achieved his goal, and he communicated with Yang Jiu in advance, so that no matter what happens in the future, Yang Jiu can also have a psychological preparation as soon as possible.
After leaving Di Mansion, Yang Jiu turned to Fan Mansion.
When meeting Fan Qing before, Yang Jiu forgot one thing, that is, the double-headed saber he got from the system, which was left in his hands, was just occupying the space of the Nine Snakes Returning to the Cave, so why not give it to Fan Qing as a favor.
Fan Qing took away Dingwang's body from Yan Luo Palace and buried it.
At this moment, he was sitting in the pavilion in the backyard, staring at the rockery outside the pavilion in a daze.
Although he decided to forgive, he still couldn't forgive himself.
After so many years, he has already turned his back on many things, but he couldn't let go of abandoning his own daughter.
Knowing Yang Jiu's visit, Fan Qing wanted to go to the front hall, but saw Yang Jiu walking quickly.
"I will be buried in vain, I should have come to offer my condolences." Yang Jiu said softly.
Fan Qing said: "Just send the corpse to the ground, no problem."
Yang Jiu sewed up his daughter's body and sent her soul away. This is much better than a false condolence.
Holding a double-ended knife in his hand, Yang Jiu said with a smile, "I got this knife by accident. I heard that Mr. Fan is called a 'double-ended knife', so I came here to give you the knife."
Fan Qing took the double-ended knife, examined it carefully, and showed joy.
Feeling itchy for a moment, he jumped into the yard and brandished the double-edged knife.
The seemingly gaudy double-ended knife radiated a completely different vitality in Fan Qing's hands.
One knife comes out, but there are two sword glows.
This may be the dominance of the double-ended saber.
"Good saber technique." Seeing Fan Qing stop, Yang Jiu praised.
Fan Qing smiled and said, "The knife is better."
After entering the court as an official, he hadn't touched a knife for a long time.
The saber waving just now reminded him of the heroic spirit he used to fight on the battlefield.
The past is like smoke, but now people are old.
This world belongs to young people after all.
Fan Qing wanted to stay Yang Jiu for dinner at the house, but Yang Jiu declined and went back to the corpse sewing shop first.
The orange cat family went back inside again, and they seldom go out at night, and sleep well in broad daylight.
"Ma Huanghe, I will take you to find your child now." Yang Jiu picked up the paper figurine possessed by Ma Huanghe.
Ma Huanghe was very excited, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Jiu, are you serious?"
Putting the little paper man into the Nine Snakes Return Cave, Yang Jiu made another little paper man, which was the woman Ma Huanghe once loved deeply.
The woman was already married, and the man was there, but in order to have a child, she kept flirting with each other. In the end, only Ma Huanghe succeeded in planting the seeds for her.
After becoming pregnant, Ma Huanghe will naturally be abandoned.
After her man killed Ma Huanghe, the woman actually killed her man, which was beyond Yang Jiu's expectation.
With nothing to do now, Yang Jiu is also very curious about what that woman is doing now.
What kind of children can a woman with such a vicious heart raise?
Judging from the movements of the little paper figurine, although the woman does not live in Chang'an City, she is not far from Chang'an City.
I borrowed a horse from Dongchang, rode it out of the city, and headed east.
There is a small town about more than 50 miles away. Because it is close to Chang'an City, the town is very prosperous.
Although there is only one long street, it is wide and clean, and people come and go.
Yang Jiu stopped in front of a wonton stand.
The sun had already set in the west, and the light shone on the busy woman on one side.
The woman was wearing an apron, her hair was tied up, and she was still in good shape in middle age, but the ruthless years had left thick and colorful marks on her face.
"What would you like to eat, Ah Lang?" The woman brought a bowl of wontons to the customers waiting on one side, and came to Yang Jiu and asked with a smile.
Yang Jiu asked with a smile: "The meat of this wonton is not made of human flesh, is it?"
The smile on the woman's face froze in an instant, and soon she smiled awkwardly, and said, "Alangmo is just joking, my mutton wontons are made from sheep raised by the family, and they are all slaughtered on the same day to ensure freshness."
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Then have a bowl."
"Ah Lang wait a moment." The woman turned to cook wontons.
The diners beside him were obviously displeased with Yang Jiu's words.
The mutton wontons here are the most authentic.
Furthermore, can human flesh taste like mutton?
The woman who sells wontons is exactly the woman who deceived Ma Huanghe.
It is unbelievable that she made a living selling wontons here after she left Chang'an.
Ma Huanghe didn't hate this woman, the reason why he stayed in the world was just to see his child.
When the wontons were served, they tasted really good.
"Ah Lang take it easy." The woman put down the wonton and went to work.
When it came time for dinner, the lamb wontons were doing really well.
But Yang Jiu found that most of the people who came to eat were men.
Those men's eyes would fall on the woman from time to time, and the longing in those eyes could be understood by everyone.
Yang Jiu took a bite of the wonton, and it was delicious.
"The charm of your woman is really terrifying." Yang Jiu released Ma Huanghe.
It was dark, even if he was not attached to the little paper man, Ma Huanghe would not be harmed.
She has lived to this age and can still attract the pursuit of so many men. This woman is not easy.
"Where's the child?" Ma Huang looked east and west.
This is a wonton cart, and the woman pushes it on the street to do business, and will go home after selling out.
It's dinner time now, and it will take a long time to sell out those wontons.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a solution."
Ma Huanghe directly asked about the whereabouts of the child, but this woman would not lead the way.
"Everyone who wants to eat mutton wontons, come here, I treat you." Yang Jiu got up and shouted loudly.
There are many people passing by on the street, but few people want to sit down and eat a bowl of mutton wonton.
Hearing Yang Jiu's yelling, they all stopped to watch, very puzzled.
Yang Jiu took out a piece of silver to prove that he really knows how to treat guests.
Seeing Yang Jiu hand over the silver to the woman, several people came over immediately.
The smell of this mutton wonton can be smelled by people passing by, and then they are so greedy that they drool.
But this mutton wonton is really not cheap, even if you are greedy and have no money in your pocket, you can only bear it.
The woman frowned, although Yang Jiu's actions would allow her to go home and rest earlier, but what was Yang Jiu's purpose?
When guests come, she must cook wontons.
During the day, she also sells wontons at noon and evening.
He only makes [-] bowls of wontons a day, and closes the stall when they are sold out. The income is enough to make ends meet.
2 million wontons don't use a sheep, so the remaining lamb is naturally stored and sold tomorrow.
Just now she told Yang Jiu that the mutton was killed on the same day, so she must be bragging.
With such a small business, how can I kill sheep for you every day?
The one hundred bowls of wontons at night were sold out quickly.
The woman couldn't find the ten taels of silver that Yang Jiu gave, so she asked Yang Jiu to go home with her to get the silver.
This time it's good, you don't have to follow secretly.
The woman's home is in the east of the town. It is a small house with two bedrooms and no living room.
Entering the yard, the woman pushed the wonton trolley under the shed on one side, turned around to look at Yang Jiu, and asked with a smile, "I'm so old, can A Lang like it?"
Yang Jiu smiled and said nothing.
"I'll wash it first, so that Alang doesn't think it's dirty." The woman turned around and left, twisting her waist very vigorously.
Seeing her like this, Ma Huanghe's already pale face became even paler.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "No need, if you can't find the silver, then you don't need to look for it."
The woman stopped and turned around slowly, her face full of doubts.
There were no lights on in the two bedrooms.
Yang Jiu asked, "Auntie lives alone?"
"That's right." The woman smiled lightly.
Yang Jiu asked again: "Where's the family?"
"They're all dead." The woman replied very comfortably, without any trace of sadness.
Ma Huanghe's complexion changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice, "Master Jiu, son, quickly ask the child."
Yang Jiu actually couldn't understand why Ma Huanghe was so obsessed with the child.
The woman in front of him lied to him. Even if he really gave birth to his child, the child would not be able to know who his biological father was, so what if he just took a look?
Perhaps, Ma Huanghe just wanted to make sure that he had no empress left in this world.
Yang Jiu didn't intend to keep it up, and said bluntly, "Do you still remember Ma Huanghe?"
"Who is it?" The woman was puzzled.
Ma Huanghe was stunned, seeing the woman's reaction, it seemed that he had really forgotten him.
After all, he is the man who made her a mother as she wished, even if it has been 20 years in the past, it is impossible for him to completely forget about it.
Yang Jiu chuckled and said, "The scholar who made you conceive the child smoothly."
"I seem to remember it, but..." The woman smiled wryly and shook her head lightly. Why bother to look back on the miserable past?
Yang Jiu asked, "Where's the child?"
"It's gone." The woman said.
She thought she could give birth to the child smoothly, but within three months, the child turned into blood.
The fortune teller had said that she was the lone star of the devil, destined to be alone for the rest of her life.
Look at her life for so many years, isn't it just like what the fortune teller said?
Ma Huanghe was stunned, unable to believe it.
When he regained his senses, he entered the two rooms, both of which were empty and unoccupied.
Since this woman lived alone, why did she need to tidy up the two bedrooms?
"If A-Lang doesn't mind, I'd like to accompany A-Lang for one night." The woman took the initiative, held Yang Jiu's hand, and walked towards the bedroom on the right.
Yang Jiu shook off her hand and said with a smile, "No need."
"I knew that at this age, only that stinky beggar would not dislike me." The woman smiled and walked towards the bedroom on the left.
Yang Jiu finally understood that this woman would sleep in the bedroom on the left side when there was no men to harass her, so that should be her real room.
But if a man is to be kept overnight, he will sleep in the bedroom on the right.
It can be seen that this woman usually makes a living by selling mutton wontons, but occasionally she also earns some extra money.
"Jiuye, I don't think about it anymore, let's go." Ma Huanghe's state of mind at the moment can be said to be that the heart of Huanghe has died.
Just as Yang Jiu was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's your sheep?"
"To be honest, the mutton I use is bought from other people's homes." The woman also felt very embarrassed.
In front of the wonton stall just now, she swears that the sheep are raised by her family and are killed every day.
Who would have thought that Yang Jiu would spend so much money to let her sell out the wontons early and go home to rest.
Thinking about it carefully, over the years, there have been some little kids who stole money from their homes just to do that kind of thing with her.
For her, this was the end of her life. Selling wontons would ensure that she would not starve to death, and she would be able to add a few new clothes for herself with a little money from time to time, which was not bad.
Ma Huanghe couldn't believe that he was infatuated with this kind of woman.
The point is that he gave up his future and risked his life for this kind of woman. It was really a waste of time.
"How about meeting each other?" Yang Jiu snapped his fingers.
The woman didn't understand the meaning of Yang Jiu's words, but when she looked up, she saw Ma Huanghe standing beside Yang Jiu.
She really forgot the name Ma Huanghe, but how could she forget Ma Huanghe's face?
"I'm sorry..." The woman stared at Ma Huanghe for a while, then bowed to apologize.
Ma Huanghe didn't know what to say.
"But I also avenged you." The woman quickly said again.
Ma Huanghe smiled and said, "It doesn't matter anymore."
The child he had been longing for hadn't been able to come to this world smoothly.
It's ridiculous to be obsessed with it for so long.
Ma Huanghe thought about floating away.
When Yang Jiu left, she turned her head and saw the woman kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly.
Ma Huanghe waited for Yang Jiu not far away, thanked him before leaving.
The Book of Merits and Deeds appeared immediately:
The host helped Ma Huanghe fulfill his last wish, and gained [-] points of merit. Currently, the remaining merit points are [-].
When I rode back to Chang'an, it was almost Haishi.
When I passed the No. [-] mortuary shop, I saw Li Furong sitting at the door with her head on her knees, wondering what she was thinking.
Yang Jiu got off the horse, handed the horse to the passing Dongchang guard, and said with a smile, "Miss, what's the matter?"
This girl came to the corpse shop several times, and her purpose must not be pure.
"Can't you come to Master Yang if you have nothing to do?" Li Furong's voice was raspy, her steps were like a cat's, and the white and tender skin under the hem of her skirt could be faintly seen.
Before people arrive, incense goes first.
It was a very strange fragrance.
As soon as Yang Jiu smelled it, he found that the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly.
The only one who can see clearly is Li Furong.
Li Furong was only wearing an embroidered red apron, twisted and twisted, extremely coquettish.
Yang Jiu watched with great interest. Although this must be an illusion, Li Furong's body is not all fake.
For example, the blood mole on her thigh is very attractive.
Yang Jiu stood still, wanting to see what the girl was trying to do with the illusion.
To Yang Jiu's surprise, the girl didn't kill him even though he had already been attacked, but instead dragged him into the body sewing shop and fell straight onto the bed inside the body sewing shop.
Standing outside the body shop, Li Furong saw Yang Jiu rolling around on the bed with a smile on her face.
Such a thing can actually fascinate Wu Sanyue, so you know how slutty Wu Sanyue is.
"Miss is leaving now?" Li Furong turned around and was about to leave, when Yang Jiu's voice suddenly rang in her ears.
The hot air blown from her mouth when she spoke, rushed into her ears, itching badly.
Li Furong's complexion changed suddenly, she turned around slowly, and said in shock: "You didn't..."
"Although I didn't ask Yunyulou to come to the door for service, the girl came to the door several times on her own initiative. Presumably she encountered difficulties and needed money. As a warm-hearted citizen of Chang'an, I, Yang Jiu, am willing to help." Yang Jiu locked Li Furong as she said. By the wrist, he pulled her into the corpse shop.
Li Furong wanted to resist at first, but found that her internal strength was actually not able to be aroused at all.
"You..." Li Furong was very nervous at the moment.
But when Yang Jiu lifted up her skirt, she almost stopped breathing.
Yang Jiu let go of his hand, smiled lightly and said, "Sure enough, there is a bloody mole on your leg."
"What do you want?" Li Furong held her breath.
Yang Jiu smiled and asked: "I should ask you this, girl, what do you want to do?"
Yang Jiu emphasized the word "dry".
Li Furong did not expect that Yang Jiu would be such a rascal.
The question is how did Yang Jiu get out of the illusion?
It stands to reason that few people in this world can perform the illusion she performed, and Yang Jiu would definitely not be among them.
"Fu Rong, so you are here." Li Xinghe rushed in at this moment.
Seeing that Yang Jiu and Li Furong were all fine, Li Xinghe was also relieved.
Knowing that Li Furong wanted to plot against Yang Jiu, Li Xinghe worried that Yang Jiu would be killed by Li Furong on the one hand, and on the other hand worried that Li Furong would be killed by Yang Jiu instead.
Li Furong's complexion changed slightly, she snorted coldly, but did not speak.
"Your Highness knows this girl?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.
Li Xinghe laughed and said: "Not only do we know each other, but we are very close, she is..."
"I'm King Qin's woman." Li Furong rushed over and grabbed Li Xinghe's arm.
Yang Jiu was quite embarrassed, and said: "This, this is really..."
Li Xinghe's woman needs to come and cast illusions on me?
Yang Jiu felt that Li Furong might have really regarded him as a fool.
Li Xinghe wanted to reprimand Li Furong for messing around, but seeing Li Furong's pitiful eyes, he didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.
"You mortician are so brave, what did you want to do by lifting up my skirt just now?" Li Furong was now backed by Li Xinghe, and she spoke with confidence.
She also imitated Yang Jiu's tone just now, and specially emphasized the word "dry".
Hearing this word, Li Xinghe frowned.
Yang Jiu sat without moving, and said, "Your Highness, you have to take care of your own woman."
"Okay, brother Yang is busy, I'll go home and take care of her first." Li Xinghe said, dragging Li Furong away.
Yang Jiu lifted the orange cat from the bed and said, "Follow them."
The orange cat was very reluctant, and called a couple of children, it was like going out for a walk.
Slightly away from the body sewing shop, Li Xinghe let go of his hands, and asked with a dark face: "Fu Rong, what are you doing?"
"Slept with Yang Jiu, and died of anger in March." Li Furong grinned.
Li Xinghe couldn't believe that such words could come from Li Furong's mouth.
"Furong, if you do this, you will only harm yourself." Li Xinghe took a few deep breaths, and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
Does Wu Sanyue really care about how many women Yang Jiu has?
Not to mention just sleeping, even if Yang Jiu really fell in love, Wu Sanyue would definitely accept it.
Li Xinghe could tell that Wu Sanyue was obedient to Yang Jiu in every possible way. Since she could accept the existence of Gan Sisi, she must be able to accept other women as well.
"Brother, that bitch wants me to go to Tubo to get married, do you know?" Li Furong became furious when she thought of this.
But Li Xinghe knew very well that Wu Sanyue would never do this, she was definitely just trying to scare Li Furong.
If Li Furong really took it seriously, then he would lose.
"I have decided that I will go to Tubo to marry, and then let Tubo form an alliance with my brother." After careful consideration, Li Furong felt that going to Tubo to marry was not a bad thing.
Li Xinghe rubbed his forehead, with such a younger sister, he would never want to live a peaceful life again.
The orange cat took the two children to watch on the roof, and when they saw Li Furong leave angrily, they also returned to the body sewing shop.
The orange cat made gestures for a long time before Yang Jiu realized that Li Furong was Li Xinghe's younger sister.
After changing clothes, Yang Jiu came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Gan Sisi was also there, eating with Wu Sanyue.
After sitting down, Yang Jiu asked, "San Yue, King Qin still has a younger sister?"
"Yes, it's Princess Furong. She ran away from home ten years ago and just came back recently." Wu Sanyue smiled.
Gan Sisi swallowed the snack in her mouth, and said with a smile: "It seems that Jiulang has seen it before, isn't it beautiful?"
Wu Sanyue also looked up at Yang Jiu, wanting to hear Yang Jiu's evaluation of Li Furong.
Yang Jiu picked up a piece of snack and said softly, "It's hard to say whether it's beautiful or not, but coquettishness is true."
"Coquettish?" Gan Sisi and Wu Sanyue were stunned at the same time.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jiu would use this word to describe Li Furong.
Yang Jiu smiled and talked about what Li Furong had done.
After knowing Li Furong's identity, Yang Jiu felt that Li Xinghe was not simple.
It would be a lie to say that Li Xinghe has no interest in Jiangshan at all.
It's just that Li Xinghe is a smart person, knowing that relying on his influence, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to want to take back the country from Wu Sanyue.
Since seizing power is doomed to failure, wouldn't it be better to be a prince with peace of mind, and be well-clothed and well-fed?
But if there is a good opportunity, whether Li Xinghe will have other ideas, I am afraid that only Li Xinghe knows.
"Jiu'er, don't you know how to enjoy this great opportunity?" Wu Sanyue shook her head lightly.
Anyway, Li Furong is going to get married in Tubo soon, if she is still a young girl, she can make up for Yang Jiu.
Gan Sisi nodded fiercely.
Yang Jiu looked at them quietly, slowly swallowed the snacks in his mouth, and sighed softly: "You guys are really scary."
"Jiu'er, listen to us, if Li Furong still dares to do that next time, you will follow her." Wu Sanyue urged.
Yang Jiu grabbed another piece of dim sum, which was still more delicious.
Li Furong's kind of stuff, he really can't do it.
"Saint, Mr. Di Ge is seeking an audience outside." The eunuch's sharp voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
Wu Sanyue frowned slightly, and said, "Let him in."
"March, do we need to avoid it?" Gan Sisi asked.
Wu Sanyue stood up, walked to one side of the table and sat down, picked up a memorial, and said with a smile: "No need."
How could civil and military officials not know the relationship between the three of them?
Therefore, there is no need to hide it, as if it is really shameful.
Di Juyi walked in quickly, with a flustered face, without saluting, he said directly: "Saint, something serious has happened."
Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "Old Di speaks bluntly."
Di Juyi said it was a big deal, but it might really be a big deal.
He didn't even have time to look at Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi.
"Just now, a stone tablet suddenly fell from the sky in Chang'an City, and fell to the most prosperous place in Nanshi..." Di Juyi's voice was trembling all the time.
Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "Hasn't someone used this method before?"
"But this time it's different. The stele is really too big, and there's blood shining all the time, which can be seen outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation." Di Juyi was terrified.
Hearing that it could be seen outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Wu Sanyue got up and walked out.
Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi also came out, and saw the dazzling blood light shining in the black night sky beyond Nanshi.
"Is there any writing on the stele?" Wu Sanyue asked with a frown.
Normally, such a huge stele of gods descended from heaven would definitely have something like "monsters bring disaster to the country" engraved on it.
And this so-called evildoer must be referring to Wu Sanyue.
"Mr. Di, the next time something like this happens, run slowly and don't get tired." Wu Sanyue wasn't nervous at all.
Di Juyi was very surprised that Wu Sanyue could be so calm.
If there were words that were unfavorable to Wu Sanyue on the stele, it would be very troublesome to deal with.
"How about we go and have a look?" Wu Sanyue turned to look at Yang Jiu.
Di Juyi hurriedly said: "Saint, this is absolutely impossible."
The origin of the huge stone tablet is unknown, if it was done by humans, there are probably a lot of thieves hiding in Nanshi, so it would be too risky to go there.
"Old Di, take someone to deal with it right away," Wu Sanyue ordered.
Di Juyi responded and left in a hurry.
Wu Sanyue looked at Yang Jiu again.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Change your clothes, the thief will definitely not expect that March will come in person."
Seeing Wu Sanyue enter the hall to change clothes, Gan Sisi asked in a low voice: "Jiulang, is this too risky?"
"With me here, I will surely bring you back safely," Yang Jiu said.
Gan Sisi didn't say that she also wanted to see the big stone tablet, but she was also full of curiosity about the big stone tablet.
Wu Sanyue changed into a green dress and parted her hair, completely changing her appearance.
"March, you are so beautiful."
"Sisi, you're not bad either."
Sitting in the carriage, Wu Sanyue and Gan Sisi praised each other.
Yang Jiu, who was driving the car, couldn't bear to listen.
The two stunning beauties are devoted to Yang Jiu, and they often force him to find more women. Sometimes when he is alone, Yang Jiu feels that all this is unreal, like a dream.
The large stone tablet suddenly dropped from the sky to Nanshi, shining red like blood, and soon spread throughout Chang'an, attracting many people to watch.
There were very few pedestrians on the streets leading to Nanshi.
But when it is close to Nanshi, the streets and alleys are full of people, and it is difficult for a carriage to move forward.
Wu Sanyue and Gan Sisi held Yang Jiu's arms respectively, and were led by Yang Jiu to run on the roof, and they approached the big stone tablet not long after.
Standing on the roof, you can see the whole picture of the big stone tablet.
The stele was as wide as a street and taller than any tall buildings and towers in Chang'an City.
"It's spectacular." Wu Sanyue praised.
Seen up close, this stele is indeed spectacular.
Gan Sisi frowned and asked, "Can people really make such a big stele?"
Di Juyi said that the stele fell from the sky, and I believe many witnesses in Chang'an City can confirm this.
Once the unfavorable words of Wu Sanyue appear on the stele, the world that has finally come to peace may have to be turbulent again.
"Maybe it really fell from the sky." Wu Sanyue laughed at herself.
Di Juyi had predicted the words on the stele from the beginning, and Wu Sanyue felt that Di Juyi was right.
Those guys hiding in the dark corners obviously couldn't compete with Wu Sanyue, so they could only come up with such dirty methods.
But the common people like this very much. Whenever they encounter something that cannot be explained reasonably, they will think of the gods.
The people have never dared to violate the will of the gods.
"Be careful, I'll go up and have a look." Yang Jiu said.
Wu Sanyue was stunned and said, "Jiu'er wants to go to that stone tablet?"
"I want to find out how this thing glows, and it's not filled with neon lights." Yang Jiu muttered in a low voice.
Gan Sisi said: "Jiulang, be careful."
Yang Jiu nodded, and jumped into the air, heading straight for the glowing stone tablet.
In fact, no matter from which angle you approach the stele, you will definitely be discovered by the people watching the stele.
When approaching the stele, the people watching on the street shouted one after another, saying that there was someone on the stele.
Jueqing and others led a large group of people, trying to maintain the order of the scene and prevent the people from getting too close to the stone tablet.
But when he saw the figure approaching the stele, Jueqing immediately recognized that person as Yang Jiu.
Yang Jiu, who landed gently on the top of the stele, was completely covered by the red glow, and no one could see him.
He squatted down, reached out and touched it, and it was indeed made of stone.
Such a huge stele weighs tens of thousands of catties, to say the least, it would be extremely difficult for a mortal to drop such a heavy stele from the sky.
Not to mention falling from the sky, even with the help of the government, there is no way to transport it into Chang'an City from other places.
Yang Jiu thought about jumping off, and quickly slid down the stone tablet.
The surface of the stele is as smooth as ice, and there is not a word engraved on it.
The light was a kind of small particles suspended in the air, and the small particles gathered around the stone tablet, and the wind could not disperse them, shining brightly.
Small particles are consumed quickly, and no matter how many there are, they will burn out at some point.
After this night, the stele will reveal its true face.
Yang Jiu returned to the roof and said softly: "There are no engravings, but there is no guarantee that engravings will not appear suddenly."
"Is it really made of stone?" Wu Sanyue only cared about this.
Seeing Yang Jiu nodding, her heart sank.
"San Yue, let's go back to the palace first." Gan Sisi felt that staying here was very dangerous.
Even if Wu Sanyue wins the hearts of the people again, there are still many people in the world who want to kill her.
After sending the two daughters back to the palace, Yang Jiu returned to Nanshi to see what changes would happen to the stele.
As time passed, the red light emitted by the stele was weakening.
The crowd of onlookers walked and came, and the total number did not decrease but increased.
Yang Jiu sat on the roof, waiting patiently.
"The sage came just now?" Jueqing jumped onto the roof and sat down beside Yang Jiu.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "As expected of a god catcher, you discovered all of this."
"It's because you guys are too blatant." Rueqing said.
Even if Wu Sanyue changed her clothes and let her hair loose, she couldn't hide her prosperous face.
Yang Jiu smiled and asked, "What do you think of this stele?"
"Maybe it really fell from the sky." Jueqing also had a headache about this.
Can people really do it?
Yang Jiu said with a smile: "If there are writings on the stone tablet tomorrow, saying that the saint is a monster who descended to the world and wants to lead mankind to the end of the world, do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it, but the common people do." Jueqing hit the point in one sentence.
As long as the people believe, the purpose of the thief is achieved.
"What are you two doing here? Are you dating?" Behind them, a sweet female voice suddenly came.
But neither of them turned their heads to look. As soon as they heard the voice, they knew that Mo Wu was coming.
The big stone tablet that fell from the sky caused a sensation in Chang'an, and I'm afraid it will shock all the countries tomorrow.
Mo Wu, who likes to study mechanics, will definitely not miss this kind of big scene.
Mo Wu returned to her daughter's body, and painted her lips bright red, even redder than the red glow from the stone tablet.
"Miss Mo, do you also think that this stele fell from the sky?" Rueqing asked softly.
Mo Wu shook his head and said, "Only stars fall from the sky, but stars cannot be like this."
"So?" He asked desperately.
Mo Wu said contemptuously: "Are you stupid? Since it's not Xingyun, someone must have moved it here."
"I think you are stupid." Ruanqing was speechless.
Even if there are 100,000 people, this stele cannot be moved.
Even if they could move it, could they still move the stele to the sky and then throw it down?
Yang Jiu was very calm, and asked with a smile: "Mo Wu, can you do it?"
"I definitely can't." Mo Wu shook her head again and again.
If she had this ability, would she still need to sell those gadgets in the ghost market?
"No one in this world can do it." Mo Wu thought for a while and added.
Ruthless wanted to push Mo Wu off the roof.
"Jiu Ye, don't you think this stele looks like a magic trick?" Mo Wu was fascinated by it.
Mechanism?
Yang Jiu checked carefully just now and confirmed that the stele was carved from a whole block of stone.
But because the inspection is not detailed enough, many details may be missed.
If it is true as what Mo Wu said, this stele was made with mechanical techniques, then everything would make sense.
For example, the lotus box made by Mo Wu is only the size of a palm when it is closed, but when it is unfolded, it can become a small boat for several people to ride.
The stone tablet looks huge, but if it is made by machine skills, it will be as big as a house at most when it is put away.
Transporting a house to Nanshi is still very eye-catching.
But if a house is built in Nanshi, it will not be surprising at all.
The appearance of Mo Wu gave another explanation, and this explanation is very likely to be the truth.
"Miss Mo, do you know anyone who can do this kind of trick?" Ruthlessly asked.
No matter what purpose the people behind the scenes set up this stele here for, they must find it out as soon as possible and return the truth to the people.
Mo Wu thought for a while and said, "My master."
"What about your master?"
"died."
"Really dead, or fake dead?"
"It's really dead, I buried it myself."
"you sure?"
Mo Wu was so angry that Mo Wu's eyes widened after being questioned relentlessly.
The heartless tone really sounded like he was interrogating the murderer.
Yang Jiu stood up, stretched her waist, and said: "You two, please be safe and don't be impatient. If the stele is really made with mechanical techniques, I believe that besides Mo Wu's master, there must be another person in this world who can do it." Come out."
"Impossible, except for my master..." Mo Wu felt that Yang Jiu seemed to be helping her by doing this, but in fact she was belittling her master.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Don't be blindly confident."
"It's just that this stele is not removed, I'm afraid..." Ruanqing worried that the existence of this stele would damage the country's prestige.
Nanshi is the busiest place in Chang'an City. Now this stone tablet is across the streets of Nanshi, dividing Nanshi into two parts, which are not connected to each other.
Coincidentally, the Tubo prince will come to Chang'an tomorrow, and what he wants to do most is to visit Nanshi.
"Do you think the appearance of this stele has something to do with the Tubo kingdom?" Mo Wu also knew the news that the Tubo prince came to welcome his relatives.
The stele didn't appear sooner or later, but it fell from the sky on the eve of the Tubo prince's arrival in Chang'an. It's a coincidence, isn't it too coincidental?
Continuing to stare at the stele, it seems that it doesn't make much sense.
Yang Jiu yawned and said, "Mo Wu, I will leave this stele to you. You should study it carefully and see if you can shrink it."
As long as it is a mechanism technique, Yang Jiu believes that Mo Wu will be able to crack it.
"I won't do it." Mo Wu's mouth pouted high.
Yang Jiudao: "After the matter is completed, I will give you 1000 taels of gold."
"1000 taels...gold?" Mo Wu's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth were drooling.
Unfeelingly thought that it is good to have money.
Although she is one of the four famous arresters of the six doors, her salary is not high, and she has to save a tael of silver.
Yang Jiu is good, usually spending money lavishly, it is really like flowing water, which makes people envious.
The problem is that no matter how extravagant Yang Jiu is, the two hot pot restaurants, not to mention making money every day, still have money every day.
Seeing Yang Jiu nodding, Mo Wu immediately said, "Mada, put it on me."
When Mo Wu got excited, old-fashioned words popped out.
She jumped off the roof and rushed towards the stele.
The six-door police who were in charge of stopping the common people did not stop them when they saw the heartless wave of their hands.
Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Go to sleep, tomorrow should be even busier."
If this stele is not removed for a day, it will only be busy day by day.
You have to take a good rest.
……
In a teahouse near the stele, Li Xinghe stood in front of the window, looking at the glowing stele, frowning.
"Brother, don't keep standing, how tired you are." Li Furong really didn't understand why Li Xinghe had to stand, even though he was sitting here, he could still see the big stone tablet.
Li Xinghe came back and took a sip of tea, sighed: "Could it be that there are gods living in the sky?"
"There is an underworld, so naturally there is an immortal mansion. It's normal for some objects to drop from the immortal mansion occasionally." Li Furong took it very seriously.
She had already told Li Xinghe just now that it would be better if there were some writings on the stone tablet, calling on the people of the world to join hands to get rid of Wu Sanyue, a monster.
Li Xinghe felt that things were not that simple.
It would be fine if the god accidentally knocked down something, but I'm afraid it's someone with ulterior motives who wants to use the name of the god to do evil things.
"Brother, there is a mat over there. Go to sleep for a while. I'll keep an eye on it. If there is any change in the stele, I'll wake you up right away." Li Furong laughed.
Li Xinghe shook his head, no matter what tonight, he had to stay up until dawn, and wanted to see the true face of the stele as soon as possible.
The red glow on the surface of the stele is now dissipating rapidly.
Maybe before dawn, the red light will completely dissipate.
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