win the hairpin

Chapter 179 Precious
Tianxin was full of food and drink in the tea house, and was not interested in flirting with Tie Zhenshan and others. He also heard Tong Peng talking about his embroidery last night, so he wanted to tattoo himself all over his body. This is the door.

Unexpectedly, before he arrived at the place, he clashed with some young horses with bad legs. Several people surrounded him and beat him up, and it seemed that they were aiming at his vitals.

Tianxin is a big villain, how could he be afraid of this kind of punching and kicking, when he was about to fight back, he saw that the visitor took out a knife because of such a trivial matter, as if deliberately seeking revenge, so he kept an eye out and took it with him. Throwing his wrist-removing sharp knife into the gutter, he knocked down one person with three or two punches, and retreated while hitting.

Those few people were chasing after him, and blocked him to a remote place, as if they must kill him.

The yamen guards patrolling the street were also alarmed, and they rushed over with knives, brought both parties into the yamen, and threw them all into men's prisons.

After throwing it in, Jieji first questioned him in the torture room, and those evil young men insisted that the monk was suspicious and seemed to be a big thief, so he helped the Yamen out, while Tianxin remained silent like sitting in meditation, and just asked. Amitabha, if you ask again, it means that the Buddha is merciful. If you ask again, you will say that Buddha blesses the world.

Because he didn't have a degree certificate on him, and he looked mighty, he didn't look like a monk, so he could only detain the two groups of people first, investigate them and hand them over to the prefect of Dou for promotion.

Du Lan explained the whole story, and said to King Jin: "My lord, it's fortunate that the monk threw away the knife. If the knife is found, it's another monk. It's suspicious."

The King of Jin asked: "Has Su Xiaojun taken his certificate to the Yamen?"

Du Lan nodded: "The yamen is hunting documents from the sea, and we need to compare them one by one, but the portraits on the documents are all ghostly symbols, even my own mother can't recognize them when they see them, and there are certificates, they are monks, etc. After they searched, they compared the moles and tattoos on their bodies, and they were able to come out."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Du Lan hadn't finished speaking: "Miss, didn't we take turns to stare at Zhou Ke? It was my turn yesterday. What a coincidence. When the monk entered the teahouse yesterday, he happened to meet Zhou Ke. Zhou Ke was opening the curtain to look at Ke’s sedan chair. When he saw the monk coming out, he suddenly lowered the curtain. Stretch your neck to see."

Du Lan imitated Xue Zhouke's appearance at that time, with his neck stretched out and his eyes round and round, as if he was afraid of misreading.

After he finished learning, he said: "At that time, I thought he was surprised to see monks entering the flower tea house, so I didn't think much about it. Zhou Ke didn't come out after returning home."

King Jin thought about it, but Song Huiyue didn't let him think about it, and said directly: "Don't worry about it, my lord. I'll handle Zhou Ke, and you have to deal with the palace."

She was so rude, but King Jin was elated, because he knew that Song Huiyue regarded him as the Song family to protect him.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Song Huiyue didn't eat dinner, and strode out. Jin Wang sent her to the door and watched her walk into the cold wind.

The white cloak let the wind blow a blooming flower, wrapping her slender body, and blowing her away.

The flower only walked for a while, and before it was out of King Jin's sight, it suddenly turned back by itself, and trotted in front of King Jin.

"My lord! I have something to tell you."

Song Huiyue glanced at Huang Ting who was following King Jin. Huang Ting immediately took three steps back with his servants and guards, and turned around at the same time, with his back to King Jin and Song Huiyue.

Jin Wangfu lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Song Huiyue said softly: "I was shopping on the street today, but after thinking about it, I didn't think of anything to buy for you. You are not short of clothes."

"No need," King Jin thought of what she said before to buy another dress for Yin Xiao, but she didn't expect her to come back to explain to him, "I have clothes."

Song Huiyue looked at King Jin's bent waist, which took a long time. After thinking about it, she approached King Jin's cheek, touched his face lightly with her lips, and then returned to the original place, seriously Said: "This is more precious than clothes."

After she finished speaking, she left, the cloak rolled over again, and soon disappeared from King Jin's sight.

King Jin stood in place touching his cheeks, feeling that he had touched the spring breeze, the sky was high and the clouds were wide, the warm wind was warm and a hundred flowers were blooming.

He walked in slowly, thinking: "Precious, so precious."

Song Huiyue didn't go to the magistrate's yamen, but went home first, handed over everything she bought today to Tan Ran, and then went to the tea house, where she had to wait for Tianxin.

Tie Zhenshan was sharpening her knife in the tea house, while Tong Peng and Bai Yu stood aside, also holding weapons at hand.

"Old Tie, where's your gun? Why don't you use a gun and use a knife instead?" Tong Peng relentlessly exposed Tie Zhenshan.

Bai Yu smiled and said: "She's just pretending, she can't really go to jail, in this place, it's not our turn to show up, King Jin can fish people out with just a flick of a finger."

Tie Zhenshan tossed the knife aside: "There is no need for King Jin to come forward, his diplomacy is real. He got the diploma after he fell into a bandit and went to sea to arrest documents."

The Tianxin on the sea arrest documents still has hair, which has never gone bald.

Tong Peng clicked his tongue twice: "I'm still smarter, and I haven't issued my arrest document."

Bai Yu sneered: "How powerful is it to be a thief without any paperwork?"

Tong Peng choked him, unable to speak for a while.

Tie Zhenshan sneered: "Even my mother has paperwork, but the painter is blind and painted a beautiful girl like me as a dominatrix. If he hadn't crossed the boundary of Jinghu North Road, my mother would have smashed his dog's head into pieces." mud!"

Tong Peng touched his nose, cherished his head, and said in his heart: "You are not a hag, am I?"

Bai Yu coughed, and put down the long knife in his hand: "Sit down, have a cup of tea, the knife is quite heavy, and it's tiring to hold it all the time."

The three of them were no longer murderous, and Liu Qin, who was trembling outside the door, was slightly relieved. Seeing Song Huiyue, Yin Xiao, and Du Lan coming together, she was completely relieved.

She quickly went downstairs and took Song Huiyue and the others to the second floor. Just as she was about to arrange for Song Huiyue to go to her newly tidied room, Song Huiyue had already opened the door and met with the three gang leaders.

Tie Zhenshan stood up, gave up her seat, and sat next to Tong Peng and Bai Yu: "The lady is here, sit down and talk."

When Tong Peng heard about Mrs. Song, he thought of what Tie Zhenshan had said about Wuyou Cave. He immediately put away his frivolous smile and looked at Song Huiyue: "Ms. Song?"

Song Huiyue nodded with a smile, and told them their names.

Tong Peng took a quick glance at her in the morning and didn't take a closer look at her. Seeing that she was young, her face was still childish, and she spoke and acted in a harmonious manner, he suspected that Tie Zhenshan was exaggerating.

Doubts are doubts, he is now on the same boat as the King of Jin, and he is still waiting to correct his evil ways and go to the battlefield to make contributions, to honor his ancestors, and even if Mrs. Song is a three-year-old child, he will not say much.

Baiyu knows very well that people should not be judged by appearances, the more vicious the character, the more gentle and gentle he is—kindness on the surface, but fierceness on the inside.

(End of this chapter)