Chapter 1848 Stop and fight 6
"Besides that, what else is there?" The first thing that would happen would make the Zhongyong Hou family bleed. I don't know what else there is. Although Mu Hanqing felt vaguely bad, he still couldn't help but ask.
"Second..." Wu Wen still smiled: "This time, three of the attackers were caught. We don't know how to deal with it. Please write the prince in the letter, each of them is four hundred taels, and the three will be counted together. Make one thousand taels.”
He actually extended a finger to signal, looking really elegant, not to mention that he really couldn't get in touch with the bandits asking for ransom.
Mu Hanqing almost rolled his eyes. He still wanted money, but this time the price was not high compared to one million taels.
Liang Cheng also felt the same way: "Why do they ask for so little?" The total was only one thousand taels, and a merchant from an average family could still scrape together these taels.
Wu Wen smiled brightly: "The goods are different, and the prices are different. They are constantly looking for death. If they die, they will be just a corpse, just like those outside, worthless."
Mu Hanqing's heart moved: "Can you see where they came from?"
"Just because I don't know, there are no traces on the body at all, so I sell it cheaper and it's still worth a few dollars." It's really honest.
Mu Hanqing thought for a while and then raised his head: "If I can torture them out of where they came from, I, the Zhongyong Marquis, are willing to pay five thousand taels."
Liang Cheng was startled, but then his heart dropped. They all say it costs one million taels. If there are too many lice, they are not itchy, so what if there are four thousand taels more. Besides, now that they are in a den of thieves and unable to interrogate them in time, they might as well use the Black Tiger Village. Just imagine, the bandits' methods should be no worse than theirs, and they should be able to figure out who wants to assassinate the prince.
Wu Wen closed his eyes and shook his head with a smile: "For fear of involving the government at this time, we dare not interfere, so we should ask for some money and leave it to Marquis Zhongyong to decide."
Then he asked: "The prince must have met the leader of my village, right?"
That little girl with her head wrapped in linen and bandaged? His bright eyes were like stars, and his thin eyebrows seemed to have been painted on. His first reaction was that he looked kind, as if he had seen him before somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
Wu Wen said: "In the letter, please ask the prince to write a description of the owner of my village."
Um? Mu Hanqing frowned slightly, what kind of request is this? "How to describe it?"
"Just describe it truthfully." Wu Wen shook his feather fan slightly: "When someone comes, I will wait for you with pen and ink."
So Mu Hanqing wrote the letter helplessly. As soon as he finished writing it and packed it up, Wu Wen ordered someone to take the letter, a dozen people, and three assassins and rush to Zhongyong Hou.
Mu Hanqing used the excuse that Liang Cheng was always with him and it would be inconvenient without him.
Liang Cheng was so seriously injured, how could he still take care of him? It was a good thing that he didn't ask anyone to take care of him. But Wu Wen actually agreed and let Liang Cheng live with him.
Fortunately, Liang Cheng injured his shoulder instead of his leg, so he followed the bandits back to the house where Mu Hanqing lived.
Along the way, many female bandits were watching.
Liang Cheng sighed, the prince was handsome, and when he was in Nancheng, young ladies would peek at him every time he left the house. But this is a bandit den. These female bandits don't know what it means to be shy and restrained. They all looked over and some even said bluntly: "Is this the Zhongyong Prince? He is so good-looking!"
Mu Hanqing had never seen such a battle before, and no matter how thick-skinned he was, he started to blush. With this red blush, Sai Shuang Qixue's skin became more and more handsome.
They fled back into the house. The door was closed, and there were still people watching outside. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
When he was free, Liang Cheng was thinking about the letter just now: "Master Shizi, why do you think you should write the description of the village owner at the end?"
"I don't know." Mu Hanqing was also puzzled. He didn't dare to write poorly, but he couldn't write too well, so after asking Marquis Zhongyong not to worry about himself, he simply wrote "The leader of the village is a The little lady, whose surname is Zhao and whose name is Fu Ling, has very good features." Thinking of those unscrupulous and fiery eyes on the way here just now, Liang Cheng seemed to understand something: "It can't be..."
"What is it?" Mu Hanqing frowned.
"You want the prince to be your husband?!" The more Liang Cheng thought about it, the more likely it was.
Mu Hanqing was stunned.
The bandits sent a letter to the Zhongyong Hou Mansion. Even if they used fast horses and traveled through the night, it would take seven or eight days. In addition, there are three killers who will definitely use a carriage to cover up the situation, which will take even longer.
Three meals a day will be brought to me. Although the food is rough, in addition to vegetables, there is also fish and meat.
A doctor came every day to check Liang Cheng's wounds and help him change his dressing. Liang Cheng's injury is healing and is no longer serious.
Although this room is far inferior to the furnishings of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion, it can still be considered clean. There is a bookshelf on the side with many books. There is also a desk with pens, inks, paper and inkstones. The paper is rough paper for children to practice calligraphy.
There are also tea sets and tea leaves in the house. The tea is of high quality. It must have been robbed.
Overall, there was no neglect and it can be said that we were treated like a distinguished guest. After all, it is one million taels of silver, so naturally it must be taken care of well.
Mu Hanqing lives here, drinks tea and reads books every day, but calms down and thinks about many things.
Xining on the other side has been annoyed recently, and what bothers her is Liu Lu's big mouth.
Ever since Mu Hanqing came, every time he opened his eyes, Luliu would talk about how handsome Mu Hanqing was from time to time. She started talking again while eating.
"Master, I saw the prince practicing swordsmanship early this morning in the open space outside the house where he lives. I happened to see him early in the morning. It's beautiful, even better than dancing."
"Zhai Master, I heard from Xiao Liu over there that the prince doesn't eat much. He only eats two bowls of rice each time. Do you think it's too little? Maybe he's not used to living here. How about I call you Second Aunt? Make something delicious and send it away.”
"Pah~" Xining tapped his chopsticks on the table irritably, and then said to Liu Lu, who looked confused and a little surprised: "I don't say anything when I eat, but I don't say anything when I sleep."
"The village master." Liu Lu blinked: "What do you mean by this?"
It feels like it's really gone. If the body owner hadn't followed her since she was a child and is strong and strong, I really want to replace this silly girl.
Taohong next to her pushed Liu Lu and said softly: "Stop saying a few words, you will disturb the village leader's meal."
"Oh~" After Liu Lu said oh, she covered her mouth with her plump hands with fingers like sausages, looking so silly and cute.
Xining regained her appetite and picked up her chopsticks to continue eating.
The food was cooked extremely well, and she, who had once been a wealthy family and even the queen of a county, could tell that the food was no worse than that of aristocratic families. The three dishes and one soup on the table, including quail cooked with flowers, stir-fried vegetables with three fresh bamboo shoots, sweet and sour lotus root, and fern soup with catfish balls, may seem ordinary, but they are all made from local ingredients, and most of the ingredients are specialties from the south. The heat is right and the taste is great.
This is the second aunt who cooks, and the second aunt only cares about her food, and no one else can eat it. Even the military advisor and the four heads of the family cook their food in the chef who is in charge of the second aunt. Only the body owner has his own little chef, separate from everyone else.
Everything was unusual, and she couldn't help but wonder, where did this body owner's father come from?
(End of chapter)