Hong Ling heard their conversation just now, and knew that Xu Qin was a descendant of Xu Da, the king of Zhongshan, the Duke of Wei, and the royal relative. If he could follow her, he would certainly enjoy endless wealth and honor. Hong Ling would not refuse, but unexpectedly, Hong Ling shook her head.

Xu Qin was furious and shouted, "Why?"

Hong Ling lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Xu Qin had to ask again, and Yang Qiuchi had already said first: "Since Miss Hong Ling doesn't want to, you can't force it."

Xu Qin stared at Hong Ling in a daze, shook his head gently, and sighed: "I also know that it is hard to say whether I will die or live when I go back this time. If I were Hong Ling, I wouldn't agree."

Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, you still have the ability to know yourself.

Xu Qin looked at Hong Ling with pity, and after a while, he looked away reluctantly, and said to Yang Qiuchi with a bitter words: "Mr. Yang, Miss Hong Ling's current identity is still Mi Yuanwai's concubine, and Mi Yuanwai may be doomed. If one day, can you show mercy and take care of Miss Hong Ling?"

Yang Qiuchi also looked at Miss Hong Ling deeply, thinking that this girl is really pitiful. She was like a duckweed, and she was like a person who was like a piece of it. She said, "The officials will follow the law, but I can guarantee that Miss Hong Ling will not be bullied."

He turned around and ordered Luo Qianhu: "Mr. Luo, please send a deputy Qianhu 200 Jinyiwei to block the small building in the garden and protect the Hongling girl and others. Without my order, no one will be allowed to enter the harassment. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

"As for order!" Luo Qianhu bowed and replied.

Xu Qin was overjoyed: "Thank you, Lord Yang!"

Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, why are you so awkward? Her Hong Ling is still the concubine of Mi Yuanwai. Now she doesn’t want to go with you, so where can you thank you?

Hong Ling said a blessing to Yang Qiuchi and said in his sweet and glutinous voice: "Hong Ling, thank you for your kindness!"

It is the most difficult to get the kindness of the beauty. Yang Qiuchi understood it and quickly returned the gift: "Miss Hong Ling, you need to be polite."

After the arrangement was made, Xu Qin glanced at Miss Hongling deeply, turned around and walked out of the door, and the Jinyiwei followed the hunchbacked old man and followed.

After they left, Yang Qiuchi walked to Miss Hongling and bowed and whispered: "Girl, please forgive me for your offense just now." He paused and said: "Thank you for your advice, so I successfully captured the rebel."

Hong Ling lowered her head shyly and replied: "Mr. Yang is so polite. Hong Ling is able to meet her. That is a blessing from her previous life."

Yang Qiuchi was very happy. Hong Ling was really good at speaking. He bowed: "You will be very safe here, don't worry. I'll leave first." He turned around and wanted to leave.

Hong Ling shouted anxiously: "Sir, will you... come again?"

Hong Ling treated herself as a supporter. Yang Qiuchi nodded. Hong Ling's face was filled with joy.

Song Yuner's cold voice came from behind him: "Brother, if you don't leave, it will be dawn!"

Yang Qiuchi turned around and saw Song Yuner's pretty face, smiled apologetically, and left. Song Yuner and Nangong Xiong and other Jinyiwei followed closely.

On the way back, Yang Qiuchi ordered Luo Qianhu to take the governor Quan, the prefect Tan and the hunchbacked old man back to the Jinyiwei Yamen, detained him in the Jinyiwei prison, and put Xu Qin in the Jinyiwei Qianhu Office alone in the Jinyiwei Qianhu Office. Previously, Mi Yuanwai had been under house arrest in his Jinyiwei Qianhu Office.

Yang Qiuchi took the Jinyiwei Guards back to the lobby of the prefectural government office to check the disaster relief and food release. The officials knew that the Jinyiwei had intervened this time, which was not a joke. Moreover, the Zuo Gongshu ordered Lord Qian to organize the disaster relief personally, and there was no mistake. They all raised their spirits, doing their business and carefully distributing the food according to the procedures. The speed was very fast, and more than half of the people had already received the food out of the city. The city of Wuchang became much quieter.

Seeing that the disaster relief was going smoothly, Yang Qiuchi felt relieved and brought his guards to the Qianhu Office of the Jinyiwei Office to check the detainees' situation, and then organized an escort to identify Xu Qin and made an identification record.

Then, Yang Qiuchi ordered Master Jin to write a secret report to Ji Gang, commander of the Jinyiwei, and made a detailed report on the case that had been verified, especially the crimes of Xu Qin of Duke Wei, as well as the crimes of Mi Yuan and his relationship with Xu Jingchang, the son of Ding Guo Duke Xu Zengshou, and according to his promise, he wrote about the contributions of the governor of the Quan and the Prime Minister Tan in the arrest of the rebellion leader Xu Qin, and requested instructions, and attached evidence such as the confession of the prisoner. After sealing it, he used the Jinyiwei 800 miles to report to the Jinyiwei in the capital.

This confidential secret report cannot be transmitted by a carrier pigeon. First, it is not as urgent as the last time the secret report of Jianwen’s remaining party attempted to hijack Concubine Quan. Second, it needs detailed explanation. There are many contents and the carrier pigeon cannot be carried. Therefore, Yang Qiuchi used the Jinyiwei’s special emergency secret report.

The Jinyiwei rushed to a speed of 800 miles and fell to a certain miles. He changed people and horses, galloped day and night, and reported the news quickly. It was the fastest way to deliver information in ancient times, besides carrier pigeons.

The news came out, and Yang Qiuchi's heart calmed down and waited for the highest instructions.

By the time these things were completed, it was almost five o'clock in the morning, and Yang Qiuchi took Song Yuner and his guards back to the station to rest.

Bai Sumei and the little maid Yuechan were always (can't see clearly here). The two of them sat in the room carrying the lamp and waited for Yang Qiuchi to come back. The little black dog kept curling up at their feet and napping. When he heard the door of the inn was opened, he immediately raised his head alertly, listened with his ears, barked twice, jumped to the door, and scratched the door with his front paws.

At this time, Yang Qiuchi and others were talking from the yard. Yuechan shouted in surprise: "Young Master is back!" Xiao Zaizhai ran to open the door. Xiao Hei's shadow flashed, and his little tail shook down the stairs, and ran to Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi squatted down happily and picked up the little black dog: "Xiao Hei, are you good at it? Do you miss me?"

"Woom!" The little black dog yelled at Yang Qiuchi twice, sticking out his tongue to lick Yang Qiuchi's face.

"Okay, okay, I'm saliva on my face. It's really unhygienic!" Yang Qiuchi stroked the little black dog's head while going upstairs.

Yuechan stood at the entrance of the stairs and shouted happily: "Young Master, you are back."

When Yang Qiuchi saw Yuechan's clothes neatly. He obviously didn't sleep. He was waiting for him and said with distress, "You silly girl, why don't you sleep first by yourself? What are you waiting for me?"

Yuechan said shyly: "Young Master doesn't come back, Yuechan can't sleep." She ran back to get hot water to wash Yang Qiuchi's feet.

Yang Qiuchi put down the little black dog and sat on the chair at the round table soaked his feet first. After being tired all night, it was so comfortable to soak his feet. The little black dog lay beside the foot basin, raised his little head, and his dark eyes were swaying. He looked at Yang Qiuchi.

The case was successfully solved, and Yang Qiuchi was in a happy mood. He took a sock and teased the little black dog while asking, "How are the white girls and the others?"

Yuechan was laying a quilt for Yang Qiuchi: "It's pretty good. Miss Bai was waiting for you in the room with me just now. When she heard you come back, she felt relieved. It was inconvenient to meet each other late at night, so she went back to the room and fell asleep alone."

Bai Sumei was wearing white clothes and looked pitiful, and her heart warmed up, and she said, "It's nothing, why are you waiting for me?"

Yuechan had already laid her quilt and came over to squat down to wash Yang Qiuchi's feet: "I'm still saying it's okay. We heard from the people at the post station that there was a big upset outside. The hungry people in the city ran to the prefect's office, and there were many officers and soldiers. They also heard that the hungry people were going to grab grain from the office. Miss Bai is worried about you, Master, so don't do anything."

Yang Qiuchi leaned down and glanced at Yuechan's snow-white neck: "What about you? Are you worried about me?"

Yuechan raised her head and looked at Yang Qiuchi. She said openly: "Worried, young master, what's going to happen to you, then we little girl will be in trouble. Before leaving, the old lady and the big grandma all told me."

"What about you?" Yang Qiuchi deliberately teased her.

Yuechan didn't say anything, but even her ears turned red, and finally nodded slightly.

Yang Qiuchi smiled, "That's good. Okay, it's almost dawn, go to bed quickly. We'll go to Huanghe Tower tomorrow."

Yuechan didn't know about Huanghe Tower and said strangely: "Is there fun?"

"Of course it's fun. I'll look at the height, the lonely sails are far away, and the blue waves are very comfortable."

"Have you been there?" Yuechan was fascinated by Yang Qiuchi's words when she was so poetic.

"No, I heard from the ancients."

Yuechan was even more strange: "Listen to the ancients? How could the ancients speak?"

Yang Qiuchi twisted her petal-like face with affection: "Silly girl, I'll understand the poems they wrote imaginatively."

Only then did Yuechan realize that the young master was teasing her. He laughed and wiped Yang Qiuchi's feet dry. He took the slippers, took the foot basin and poured water. He wiped his hands and returned to the room.

Yang Qiuchi was already sitting on the edge of the bed. He was so tired that his whole body seemed to be dispersed. Yuechan served Yang Qiuchi to take off his clothes, covered him with a quilt, put down the curtains on both sides of the bed, pressed them, and then blew the lights and went to sleep outside.

Although Yang Qiuchi was very tired and sleepy, he couldn't sleep for a while. Perhaps because he couldn't sleep alone, Yang Qiuchi remembered his wife Feng Xiaoxue.

On the first night of traveling back to the Ming Dynasty, scenes of himself and Xiaoxue and Yunyu surged into his heart. Xiaoxue's gentle and considerate skin, smooth skin, and soft and strong breasts made Yang Qiuchi's heart turbulent, and he silently said: "Xiaoxue, how are you?"

Thinking of Xiaoxue, Qin Zhihui's figure appeared in my mind again. I remembered that after being poisoned, she was lying in her arms, looking at her helplessly, and thinking of her loneliness and desolate clothes on the back mountain of Guangde County, her loneliness and desolate look, I felt sad and silently said: "Zhihui, where are you?

When Yang Qiuchi thought of the clay doll Song Qing, it was strange that he couldn't remember Song Qing's appearance for a moment, only that charming dimples, and he could not forget it.

Yang Qiuchi thought of the tomboy Song Yuner who was deeply in love with him, and Hao Qian, who was both talented and beautiful, and finally died for love. He kept thinking of the girl Hong Ling, who was extremely charming in figure and smiled softly.
Chapter completed!