Chapter 41 Another Thief
The coachman's voice came through the curtain: "Old madam, there was a sudden change ahead. It seems that there was a murder in the street——"
Before the old lady could react, the girl beside her rushed to the door of the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked outside.
In front of the road, several people dressed as guards were protecting one person in the middle. The man was well-dressed and looked frightened. It seemed that he was very frightened.
There seemed to be three or four people who committed the crime. Originally, they could not retreat against a few guards. However, after the commotion, so many officials came from all directions that they would not be able to leave unless they retreated.
Qiu Heng heard a loud "retreat" and the gangsters dispersed and fled.
When the old lady saw that Qiu Heng was watching it with gusto, she became very angry: "How dare you watch such a lively scene? Sit back!"
I have never seen someone with such a wild heart.
Qiu Heng stayed still at the entrance of the carriage: "The perpetrators seem to have escaped. Grandma, aren't you curious about the identity of the murderer? Who is the target of the murder?"
"Why are you curious about this? Put down the curtain and sit back quickly to avoid getting into trouble." The old lady's tone became more severe.
Who is not curious? But curiosity can easily lead to trouble.
Qiu Heng sat back and said, "Grandma, just to avoid getting into trouble, I think we should explore the situation."
"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?" The old lady didn't realize that her expression was more serious.
"What do you think happened recently?"
The old lady thought for a moment and her face changed slightly: "Han Wu was assassinated?"
The Han family was ransacked, the building collapsed, and Han Wu's official position was lost. He became a criminal who deceived the monarch and harmed the army and the people. People would no longer call him Han Dian Shuai when they mentioned him.
Now the person in charge of the Dianqian Division is Zhu Qiang and Zhu Dianshuai.
"Yes. Grandma, don't you think there has been some chaos in the capital recently? First, Han Wu was assassinated, and then there was a deliberate plan to kidnap the prince and prince. Today, there are criminals committing crimes in broad daylight. Do the victims deserve what they deserve, or are some people specifically targeting the rich? People? If it’s the former, that’s it. If it’s the latter, then everyone can be harmed, don’t you think?”
The old lady frowned upon hearing this.
What Liu Yatou said did make some sense. It was time to find out what was going on.
There was chaos ahead, and the carriage of Uncle Yongqing's Mansion was blocked behind and could not move for a while, so the old lady asked the accompanying attendant to inquire about the situation.
After a while, the attendant came back to report.
"That official seems to have just returned from the south. I heard people call him Mr. Yuan."
Lord Yuan?
Qiu Heng's eyes tightened, and he lifted the car curtains to look around.
The front has been evacuated, the road is open again, and neither the perpetrator nor the assassin has disappeared. Fortunately, she rushed to the carriage door and looked around as soon as the carriage stopped, and she still remembered the appearance of the well-dressed man.
The most famous official named Yuan at this time was undoubtedly Yuan Chenghai, one of the Five Thieves.
Emperor Jingping loved exotic flowers and stones. Yuan Chenghai was ordered to go to the south to search for flowers and stones. However, he used this excuse to amass wealth and plunder, causing the people to live in dire straits and triggering civil unrest. This civil unrest that lasted for more than a year caused heavy damage to the originally prosperous Southeast and shook the foundation of Daxia. Xijiang took advantage of the opportunity to make profits, and Northern Qi harassed and tested Daxia. From then on, Daxia slipped into the abyss.
Could that thin-faced, long-browed man in brocade clothes be his favorite Yuan Chenghai?
"You just got back to Beijing and you provoked someone?" The old lady shook her head and urged the coachman to hurry home.
After that, Qiu Heng was quiet and quiet on the road, but the old lady felt a little uncomfortable. When she entered the door of the uncle's house, she specifically said: "It's been so chaotic outside recently, so just stay at home and don't go out."
At least for a short period of time, she didn't want to go out with this girl. They went out twice together. The last time was to avoid a fast horse from overturning the car, and this time she encountered a gangster committing murder on the street and blocking the traffic.
What's going on!
"And -" the old lady coughed and tried to remind her in a nonchalant tone, "Remember to honor your grandfather when you make delicious snacks from now on. He loves you so much, so you should be considerate as a granddaughter."
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"My granddaughter knows."
Looking at the little granddaughter who obediently agreed, the old lady was a little doubtful: Did this girl who spoke so straightforwardly understand what she meant? Uncle Yongqing came back in the evening, and soon the maid Jiangxiang came to report: "Uncle, the sixth girl is here."
Uncle Yongqing was about to go to the old lady's side when he heard this and sat down again: "Let her come in."
Soon Qiu Heng walked in with a food box: "The people in my granddaughter's yard have made some biscuits stuffed with mutton. You can try them while they are hot."
Uncle Yongqing loved mutton and pancakes. He originally wanted to ask Qiu Heng what he was doing, but when he heard this, he opened the food box and ate pancakes first.
Compared to his skills in making red bean cakes, Fangzhou's making of mutton-filled pancakes is equally outstanding, otherwise he would not have made the Qiuxuan sisters so fragrant that they would forget their restraint. Uncle Yongqing narrowed his eyes after taking a bite of the cake, and sighed with satisfaction.
If it weren't for Xijue's troubles, a god wouldn't change such a life.
"Tell me, what's going on?" After sweeping away a few Hu cakes, Yongqing Bo wiped the corners of his mouth and picked up the tea cup.
Qiu Heng said: "Today I went to the county prince's mansion with my grandmother as a guest. On the way back, I met someone who was attacked."
Uncle Yongqing was startled: "What does that have to do with you?"
"My granddaughter is worried."
"Worried?"
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"Didn't the father of Han Ziheng, who killed my adoptive father not long ago, have just been assassinated? How come another official was attacked? I'm worried about my grandfather's safety——"
Before Qiu Heng could finish speaking, Uncle Yongqing burst into laughter.
Listen to what this girl who wants to climb high is actually worried about his safety?
Uncle Yongqing is not stupid, and he naturally feels that this little granddaughter does not respect him like an ordinary granddaughter would for her grandfather. Just like him, he would not show the kindness and gentleness he showed to his other granddaughters in front of this girl.
People are all for each other - Uncle Yongqing thought this was particularly wonderful.
Amid the harsh laughter of the old man, the girl slightly opened her eyes: "Grandpa, don't you believe in your granddaughter's wishes? You are the pillar of the house, the head of the family, and the future of the whole family depends on you. As long as you are here, I am the boss of the house. My dear daughter, without you, I would be just Miss Qiu Liu. Of course my granddaughter is worried about my grandfather’s safety.”
These words greatly touched Uncle Yongqing's heart.
He said this girl could carry it clearly!
Thinking about the eldest granddaughter, she is still resentful of him, she is an idiot.
Uncle Yongqing was so happy that he did not hesitate to tell his little granddaughter the news he heard outside.
"Master Yuan, who was attacked, was away from the capital for most of the time. He went to the south to do business just for today. He returned to the capital a few days ago. There are rumors that he offended someone in the south when he was attacked today..."
Qiu Heng listened quietly.
As expected, it was his favorite Yuan Chenghai.
"Okay, now that you know it, you don't have to think about it. Go back."
After sending Qiuheng away, Uncle Yongqing went to Qiansong Hall.
"Uncle——" The old lady was about to chat with Uncle Yongqing about what they had met during the day, when she suddenly smelled the scent of meat.
Although the old lady is not young, she is not deaf or blind, and her nose is bright.
"Uncle, did you come back from dinner?"
"No, Liu Yatou gave me some mutton-filled biscuits, which are delicious." Uncle Yongqing said casually.
Old lady:?
(End of chapter)