When passing by the Xianyang County Market, Yu Ying suddenly pointed to a gorgeously dressed man and said to Fu An, "I always feel that this man's clothes seem to be stolen..."

Fu An stared at the man for a while and nodded, "Yes, his clothes were stolen, please report to the official!"

After being arrested, the man was interrogated and admitted that his clothes were stolen.

Fu Yi was puzzled and asked Fu An how he judged it.

Fu An said, "The man's clothes are gorgeous, his clothes are neat, but his face is dirty. He just pulled some grass on the side of the road and went into the toilet. Judging from his skillful actions of pulling weeds, this person must have used grass when using the toilet in daily life. This behavior is not consistent with his gorgeous clothes, but is just like a scoundrel in the market. Therefore, his clothes must have been obtained by stealing."

The road to Beijing is still long. Isn’t it with people like Yu Ying? In order to avoid any immeasurable accidents on the way, Sang Chong decided to get rid of Yu Ying as soon as possible and complete the task.

...The villagers were still sleeping soundly, and were ignorant about the disaster that was about to come. Sang Chong knew that Yu Ying was silent, which did not mean that he would let them go. Yu Ying was a government official, and even if catching thieves and arresting thieves was not his job, he would not ignore it when he saw it. Sang Chong knew that Yu Ying would immediately point the topic to these villagers...

Yu Ying really said to Fu An, "Sir, I think Fu Yi's words make sense. These villagers really seem to have not slept all night..."

Fu An pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Cao Yi, Xiong Bowen, you two should tie these people up! After the rain, they were escorted to the yamen for questioning."

Cao Yi was puzzled, "Sir, why is this?"

Fu An said, "Often coolies are looking for work during the day and sleeping at night. However, these people slept more heavily during the day than at night. It can be seen that they are used to sleeping in this kind of upside down. Who sleeps in the night? Only those who come out to work at night sleep in the daytime. The work that can be done at night is nothing more than grave digging or stealing. Judging from the bamboo jars, bamboo baskets, shovels and hemp ropes placed beside them, this must be a group of grave digging thieves."

Sang Chong admitted that Fu An was right, because he thought so. But he didn't want his colleagues to surrender easily... He pulled out a hairpin from his head, folded the hairpin's head, and flicked his fingers, and the hairpin's head silently stabbed a villager... The villager exclaimed in surprise, turned over and sat up, looking at Cao Yi and Xiong Bowen who were holding a rope in his hand and were about to tie someone up, his eyes were filled with at a loss.

The confusion disappeared in an instant. He patted the people around him with his hands and woke them up.

When the villagers saw someone trying to attack them, they didn't say much. They quickly pulled out weapons from the bamboo jar, jumped up, and wanted to fight...

Sang Chong smiled in his heart, but his face looked extremely frightened. He screamed, covered his face and curled up toward the wall.

A thief was attracted by Sang Chong's screams, took a step forward, grabbed his back, put the knife on his neck, and made a shrill threat, "Whoever dares to do it, I will kill this woman!"

Xiong Bowen shouted loudly: According to the "Da Ming Law", those who resisted arrests died!

The thief smiled grimly and hugged Sang Chong's waist from behind, as if he was about to put his hand into his clothes. "If you die, you will die. If you pull this beautiful woman to die together, you will not be lonely on the road to the underworld."

Fu An sighed, "Let her go! Let you go." He moved his body and made way for the palace door.

Cao Yi and Xiong Bowen also gave way. Yu Ying stared at Sang Chong and stood still with a smile. His expression seemed to tell Sang Chong: Your life and death have nothing to do with me. I really want to see if the thief would put his hands into your clothes... This look made Sang Chong hate him to death!

"We are not afraid of you, we just don't want to kill the official officer! As long as you make the way out, I promise not to hurt this woman's hair!" The thief holding Sang Chong screamed. Seeing that Yu Ying was still standing still, the thief used force in his hand, tearing Sang Chong's clothes apart with a "scream", and then stared at him, "Will you give way?" The other thieves took the waist and followed closely behind him.

Sang Chong frowned, touched his sleeves, and his murderous intent was already moving... Although he was determined to help these thieves escape, he did not expect that they would tear their clothes with grudges. If they were exposed to their identity, it would definitely not be worth the loss. Sang Chong had already thought that if Yu Ying did not give way, he would be ready to kill the thief and save himself. Although he had to spend some time explaining why he had the ability to kill the thief, it would be better than being stripped off at this time.

Yu Ying smiled and pointed to the hole in the palace wall, "There are more than one way out. You can get out from there, so why do I make a way?"

Several thieves looked at each other and retreated and crawled out of the hole. When the thief who tore Sang Chong out, he pushed Sang Chong forward with force and escaped...

"It's all my fault! I let the bad guys go away because of me..." Sang Chong choked on the ground, "What should I do to relieve my sins!" Unfortunately, he was afraid of destroying his makeup and did not dare to let himself cry, otherwise he would definitely cry and turn into a pouring rain. Although he could not cry, he could keep hitting the ground with his fists and pretend to be very painful inside.

Except for Yu Ying, the rest of the people expressed their opinions, saying that this had nothing to do with him, but because the thief was too cunning. They also advised Sang Chong not to take it too seriously. They just left a few thieves who robbed the tomb, not a traitor who was unforgivable. After leaving, they left... Sang Chong then got up from the ground, covered his eyes with his hands, pretending to wipe his tears,

...The rain still did not stop until evening. The dense raindrops were wrapped in darkness, dyeing the sky as thick as ink, so thick that it was so meticulous that it could not be seen through a gap! In such weather, I am afraid that ghosts would get lost, let alone people. Therefore, today I said that I could not leave anything, I was afraid that I would stay in this temple.

Sang Chong used to be sleeping in the wilderness, and it was nothing to live in the temple, but it was just shaving and it was a bit inconvenient to put on makeup. Thinking of his beard, Sang Chong could already feel his hard beard stubble thorns thorned out through thick powder. If it were in the noon sun, his face would have been pale and black at this time.

"Fortunately, the light in the hall will only get darker and darker, and there will be no flaws until dawn..." Sang Chong comforted himself like this. But when he glanced at him, he knew that this comfort would really become a kind of comfort...

Fu Yi was busy picking dry food from the horses, but Yu Ying was busy lighting the fire. He gathered all the things that could burn in the hall into a pile...

"I'm trying to do something for you..." Sang Chong hid in the dark corner of the wall and looked at Yu Ying with a cold face. Although Yu Ying was a little disrespectful to the gods when lighting the fire in the hall, people should first live in hunger and cold. If they don't light the fire and dry their clothes and let the dampness and suck the skin, wouldn't they be seriously ill? So Sang Chong had no reason to stop Yu Ying from lighting the fire, although he knew very well that he was becoming more and more shameful. Any light could make people see the beard that could not be controlled and growing wildly on his face...
Chapter completed!