Song Yuanshao looked at his short, fat, stupid son with disgust on his face, "Look at this guy, he won six yuan in a row! Look at you, you're not even a scholar, you just eat, drink, have fun, and cause trouble every day."

The short and fat man lowered his eyes, looking like a doormat, "Father, your son failed to live up to your expectations and has embarrassed you. But your son didn't eat, drink, have fun, and caused trouble. He went to run his business."

Song Yuanshao didn't want to lecture his son at the gate, so he turned around and walked back, saying: "Okay, you can go back to your own yard! Don't go out and fool around recently. I want to suppress the bandits. Be careful when they come down the mountain to take revenge."

The short and fat man stumbled and almost fell down. Mungdou kicked his eyes and asked, "What? Why? Didn't no one come to the Yamen to sue them?"

Song Yuanshao glared at him with hatred and said: "As the son of the prefect, you didn't even know that such a big thing happened! When the magistrate of Shiniu County met the bandits, he not only killed them, but also captured some

Live mouth.

Those bandits are making random claims, saying they are colluding with my people! If I don’t show an attitude, I’m afraid I will be even more suspicious, and the bandits will look down on me!”

His short, plump face was a little pale, and his small eyes were filled with guilt and hesitation, "Are those mountain bandits captives in prison?"

Song Yuanshao stopped, looked at him sideways, and said, "Why? Are you so concerned about this matter? You didn't do anything, did you?"

The short and fat man waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, my son has no such courage!"

Song Yuanshao looked at him carefully for a moment, then his voice deepened, "It's best this way! I tell you, this is a matter where your home will be confiscated and you will be jailed, so don't get involved!"

After saying that, he walked away.

Short and fat gave the confidant at his side a look. The confidant immediately understood, nodded slightly, turned around and ran out.

The short and fat man smiled coldly. The magistrate of Shiniu County had offended the bandits. This was a good excuse.

Early the next morning, Song Yuanshao sent 500 officers and soldiers out to suppress the bandits. However, those people climbed to the mountain stronghold with panting breaths, only to find that no one was there and all their belongings had been moved away.

The prisoner leading the way looked confused, "What's going on? Where are the people? They were all having a lively life the day before yesterday!"

The officers and soldiers also wondered, "Isn't this action too fast?"

The prisoner cried sadly, "There are a lot of gold, silver, treasures and goods in the warehouse! The remaining men carried it down the mountain with their shoulders and hands, and they couldn't finish it in three or four days!"

The officers and soldiers looked at each other in shock. Needless to say? Someone must have sent a letter to the bandits as soon as possible, allowing the bandits to escape in advance. They only got the news last night. If it were one of them, the bandits would not be able to escape.

There was no time to move. Based on this speculation, is it still unclear who the person who tipped off the bandits was?

Everyone knew it, but they didn't say anything, and they all huffed and puffed down the mountain. However, they were very upset when they thought about the gold and silver belongings flying away like this.

When Song Yuanshao heard this, he felt very distressed and smacked the table angrily, "That's unreasonable! Who did it? Those bandits are extremely rich. Their property is estimated to be worth the tax of Dianzhou for two years..."

He was also shrewd, and he immediately realized that the person who could tip off the information so early was probably the person closest to him. With a cold expression on his face, he called all his confidants who knew about the matter for interrogation. They all had witnesses who proved that they did not do this.

He frowned in thought, his expression suddenly cold, and said: "Where is the eldest young master? Call him over! Lock up everyone around him!"

The confidant said: "Back to your lord, the eldest young master is not in the house."

Song Yuanshao said angrily: "It's late at night, where did he go if he wasn't in the house?"

Of course, Dumpty was going to do something bad. He kept an eye on Shangguan Ruoli and Ling Yue. He knew that the two had not left Dianzhou and were shopping in the city to replenish supplies. They had been doing this for a day, but Dongming Ziyu kept leading people to follow them.

With Shangguan Ruoli and Ling Yue, he couldn't find any chance at all.

Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli took everyone to a big restaurant for dinner. Everyone had worked hard for so long and slept in the open. Now that they were in a big town, they had to reward themselves.

In the middle, Shangguan Ruoli got up and went to the latrine. In order not to affect the dining environment, the latrine was in the corner of the restaurant's backyard.

Short and fat felt that an opportunity had come, and waved to the servant next to him, "Follow me!"

If the small one doesn't come out, you can get the big one first.

Lanterns were hung in the backyard, illuminating the road like daylight. The few people could only hide behind the big trees and pillars on the roadside, using the shadows to block their figures, and followed them from a distance.

The short and fat man hugged a tree and looked at Shangguan Ruoli's tall and tall back. He imagined indescribable scenes in his mind and his mouth watered.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

He shrugged his shoulders irritably and said angrily: "Go away! Don't disturb me!"

The hand was put on his shoulder again. It was skinny and pale, with long nails, like ghost claws.
Chapter completed!