Chapter 65 Girl, protect me
Mingde was taken down and controlled in the Ganye Temple on the spot.
Jia Pingan arranged for people to monitor the surrounding area, and sat under a big tree to rest.
He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Gradually, his heart calmed down, insects chirping everywhere, birds chirping in the distance, the wind blowing the leaves...
"you…"
The long-legged beauty walked up to him, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down.
Jia Pingan smelled an indescribable smell. It wasn't warm or deodorant, but it just felt... nice.
He couldn't help thinking of Gao Yang's smell, and made a comparison.
Do I have the potential to be a scumbag?
"I thought this matter should have nothing to do with the late emperor's concubines, but I didn't expect it to be money... How could you guess it?"
"It's not a guess." Jia Pingan opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the long legs.
"This is called reasoning."
"Inference?"
"right."
Jia Ping'an looked away from the long legs, but saw the waist.
The head of a man, the waist of a woman...
can't even touch it.
"Inference is... like arithmetic, one or several conditions are known, and then a certain result is verified."
Wei Wushuang: "I know arithmetic, Tai Shiling is a master of arithmetic."
hehe!
Jia Pingan laughed, but felt uneasy.
Later generations heard that Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang made some pushback pictures to announce the changes after a thousand years. They can be called great prophets.
If Lao Li sees through his identity...
Will it be studied in various postures by being hung up?
But when it comes to arithmetic, Jia Pingan is not at all afraid.
"Reasoning is just a way of thinking..."
After an explanation, the long-legged beauty couldn't help leaning forward.
Jia Ping'an told a short story about reasoning and solving a case...
Because he was afraid of alarming the thieves, he deliberately lowered his voice.
Where has the long-legged girl heard such a tense and wonderful story, her body keeps leaning forward as his voice lowers...
"...Han Qi said, you pierced the top of Li Liangzuo's head with an ice cone, and then the ice cone turned into water, so everyone didn't know what the murder weapon was, so they couldn't suspect you, but they forgot...there are fewer people under the eaves. an icicle…
Liang knelt on the side, raised his head and shouted: "I killed, I killed people!". Han Qi, who was in charge of the case, sneered, "Did you kill him? You were outside to deal with guests, how could you have the time? And Shen An was nearby at that time, and he even passed by the eaves that lacked an icicle!"
Han Qi clapped the case and shouted: "This case is settled by the judge. It was Shen An who had an affair with the Liang family. In order to occupy the Liang family for a long time, he killed Li Liangzuo with an icicle cone. Shen An should be executed according to the law..."
Desperation in Shen An's heart suddenly exploded..."
violent rise...
What happened to the storm?
The long-legged beauty leaned forward again, and then lost her balance.
She reached out and pressed Jia Ping'an's shoulder, stabilized her body, and then punched...
The fist stopped in front of Jia Ping'an's brow, and those big eyes were full of anger.
Jia Pingan suddenly fell back, and his back hit the tree trunk, causing severe pain.
"You bumped into it yourself!" Jia Ping'an felt that women have unreasonable talents.
"Jia Wenshu!"
Lei Hong is here.
"How?" Jia Ping'an stood up, and Wei Wushuang quietly hid behind him.
"Here we come. Fifteen people." Lei Hong gave him a thumbs up, "This time we can make a contribution, thanks to you."
"Prepare!"
Jia Pingan gave an order, and the hundred riders hid behind the big tree and waited quietly.
"You don't kill the enemy?" Wei Wushuang couldn't help being curious when he saw that Jia Pingan didn't even carry a knife.
"Hehe! Someone is a wise general." A young man with extremely humble military strength was brazenly exalting himself.
Wei Wushuang thought about it too, and felt that it was extremely comfortable to have such people give advice.
Cozy?
Why should I feel good?
She was a little confused.
Seeing that she was going to another place, Jia Pingan coughed dryly, "Come here."
"Why?"
Needless to say?
Jia Pingan said brazenly: "How can the general in the army be without protection?"
that's true!
Wei Wushuang hid behind a tree with him, and his mind was full of that deduction story. The more I think about it, the more thoughtful and scary it becomes.
No wonder he could see through the truth of the matter.
She was still thinking wildly, and there were some sounds under her feet. A hand pressed her shoulder.
Wei Wushuang, who was thinking about that horrifying case-solving story, almost exclaimed.
"Shut up!" Jia Ping'an's soft voice came, and then the hand left her body.
This is a pure boy.
Wei Wushuang feels at ease.
The sound of footsteps came softly.
At this moment, the sun has set, and there is only a yellowish ray in the sky that is gradually dissipating.
His vision was a little blurry, but Jia Ping'an was full of confidence.
More than a dozen people appeared furtively, holding short knives, wooden sticks, or even a fork for unknown purpose in their hands.
When they walked into the encirclement, Jia Pingan shouted: "Do it!"
Puff puff!
The torches were lit, forming a closed circle, and the group of thieves who were about to flee found themselves surrounded.
Bao Dong accompanied Jia Pingan to the front, "These are desperadoes, be careful."
Wei Wushuang took out his dagger, his pink lips pursed slightly.
"Kneel down and don't kill!"
The encirclement is shrinking.
Those thieves seemed to be dressed like ordinary people, and one of them tore off his clothes, revealing two rows of tattoos on his chest.
On the left is: don’t be afraid of bad people when you are born, and on the right: don’t be afraid of King Yama when you die.
The man shouted: "The left and right are dead, get out!"
Everyone looked at Jia Pingan, waiting for his decision.
This is a test.
If Jia Pingan had never seen such a fighting scene and was terrified, then Bao Dong and the others would naturally take over.
After that, Jia Ping'an's evaluation will be lowered by several levels.
"Kill him!"
Jia Pingan issued an order without hesitation.
The bowstring sounded, and the arrow flew out. The tattooed thief was shot in the chest by an arrow and fell down immediately.
Those thieves are in a dilemma.
"This incident alarmed His Majesty!" Jia Pingan knew that the more people were caught, the greater the credit, so he pointed directly at people's hearts when he spoke.
"If you die, your family members will be regarded as accomplices. And where is this? Ganye Temple!" Jia Ping'an's figure was tall and straight, and his tone was forceful, "This is the place where the late emperor's concubines lived. If you want to die, it is wishful thinking!"
He snatched the dagger from the long-legged girl's hand, and shouted, "Come boldly!"
Long-legged girl: "Are you going to fight? Okay, I'll cheer for you!"
Jia Pingan laughed and said, "Several thieves, how can it be worth a shot!"
The long-legged girl's eyes became more solemn, and she thought of the last time she kicked Jia Ping'an by herself. According to the rules she accepted back then, the legs should not be too high, otherwise it would be easy to be caught.
But she just likes to have tall legs!
Jia Pingan couldn't help but bewildered seeing her solemn expression.
I just want to put on a show, what are you doing? Pushed to the top?
Those thieves: "..."
They came with the mentality of getting rich or dying, but they didn't want to bring their families down.
A thief gasped, like a trapped animal, "Let me go, I promise I won't come again next time."
This is treating the forbidden area as my own backyard, and the spirit is commendable.
"Number ten!"
Jia Ping'an is well aware of the mentality of a cornered beast that is still fighting, so he must be decisive at this time.
The long knife is pointed at the thief, and the bowstring is gradually pulled away...
The last touch of yellow on the horizon dissipated, and the moment it dissipated, the thief at the front roared and rushed towards Jia Pingan like lightning.
He is confident that his speed can control the young man Jia Pingan before Baiqi can react, and then he can either take him away or hold him alive for a while.
These thieves all know that they are bound to die, and being able to live longer is the blessing of God.
Damn it!
Jia Ping'an's first thought was to hide, but there was a long-legged girl beside him, and Bao Dong was on the right. Where could he hide?
He felt that Bao Dong would take the initiative to stand in front of him.
But Baodong just wanted to do it.
The thief raised his dagger, the blade gleaming in the light of the surrounding torches.
Near!
Bao Dong's swing of the knife was a bit slow, the thief felt that he had something to do.
Then the long legs appeared so abruptly.
Boom!
The long leg kicked the thief's chest easily, and then chained his legs...
Reconnecting...
Wei Wushuang's body turned rapidly, until the last leg was kicked out, then he clapped his hands, turned around and walked, "Are you very good?"
And the thief...
Jia Ping'an's eyes are full of the long legs just now... no, it's the fierceness of the chain legs.
"Some... don't know either!"
He felt that he had discovered a treasure, and he was guilty of not daring to call himself a master, for fear of being beaten violently.
Why is this talented girl squatting in the palace?
"You don't like to touch your hands, do you?" Jia Ping'an felt that such violent beauties were dangerous, and if something was wrong, he would not dare to stay alone with her in the future.
Wei Wushuang thought about it carefully.
Jia Ping'an's heart was a little cold, thinking that this is really a violent girl, brother was almost beaten twice, and he really didn't feel wronged.
Seeing his pale face, Wei Wushuang said, "Did I touch you?"
"It moved, a punch, a kick." Jia Pingan gestured.
"But...someone in the palace bullied me, so I have to be stronger." Wei Wushuang said indifferently, but Jia Pingan was relieved, and felt a little sympathetic to this hard-fated girl.
At this time, the scene was under control, and many nuns in the Ganye Temple also came out to watch the excitement. Someone pointed to Jia Pingan and said, "It's that young man who cleaned up all the hosts and arrested so many thieves by the way."
"Ah! He looks so young!"
"Red lips and white teeth, so interesting."
A nun said sadly: "Before I became a monk, my childhood sweetheart looked like this!"
A nun said sympathetically: "Poor, such a white and tender young man has become someone else's husband."
The nun thought of the dark boy, and couldn't help but sigh, "His skin is very dark... I can think of him when I close my eyes."
…
"Xu Shijun is here!"
Yongzhou has jurisdiction over Chang'an and other places, which will be the future Jingzhao Mansion. And Lao Xu, the governor of Yongzhou, is equivalent to Jing Zhaoyin in the future.
Someone praised: "There was an accident here, and Xu Shijun arrived in time, which shows that he is dedicated to his duty."
But in the eyes of Master Jia, the thief was caught, and then the police arrived. This rhythm is very familiar.
Xu Jingzong was carried in lying on the door panel, with a calm expression on his face.
"My lord, some thieves have entered the Forbidden Garden and want to steal into the temple." Jia Pingan reported solemnly.
Xu Jingzong nodded, "Is there anything unusual?"
"No."
Xu Jingzong glanced at the culprits, "The old man was just about to leave the office, thinking that someone said in the morning that thieves had entered the Forbidden Garden, so he didn't feel relieved to take a look. Fortunately, nothing happened."
Tsk tsk!
This sense of responsibility is really unmatched!
Turning his head, Xu Jingzong and Jia Pingan were muttering.
"Didn't someone tell you to arrive as soon as possible? You came only after the thieves were caught. Where did you get the credit?"
"You send someone to tell the old man that you are late."
"It's more than an hour ahead of schedule, it's you who was slowing down."
"The old man has to lie on the door panel and walk slowly all the way, how can he get up fast?"
"You won't make them a stretcher?"
"What is a stretcher?" Old Xu was confused. He has been a high official and rich salary for many years, and he has long forgotten those difficult years.
Jia Ping'an was trembling and cold: "Two... Bah! A piece of thick cloth is sandwiched between two sticks."
Ask for a recommendation ticket.
(end of this chapter)