Yin Le casually wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves. After his vision regained clarity, he walked to the bedside and touched it for a while, then pulled out a key like a magic trick.
Go to the old wardrobe, open the iron lock, and take out the red bellyband that has been pressed at the bottom of the box and dare not move around.
The red has faded a bit, and the bright red has turned into rose red, but the pattern of the pair of crow-green mandarin ducks embroidered on it is still very clear.
But, this is not the point.
The point is, there is actually a line of black ink on the bellyband, written in seal script—
【欹红 drunken with thick dew, graceful and graceful, leaving the remaining spring】
"Now all the officials in the county are arresting her, and her situation is very dangerous. In order to save her life, she will probably go to the people above her for help, so it is not easy to take her down and convict her of death."
Qin Yao asked jokingly: "Is your bed big enough?"
Qin Yao sighed helplessly, closed her eyes, got rid of distracting thoughts and fell asleep.
She just remembered a lot of things that should be very useful to her benefactor.
Not only to avoid stepping into the same abyss again, but also to use repeated stimulation to eventually achieve the goal of numbness and indifference.
Qin Yao raised her eyebrows secretly, thinking that this girl was really cruel to her.
She would not allow anyone to mention this name next time, and she would have to suffer the mental torture caused by this hellish life.
It is not a tone of discussion, but of informing.
Yue Niang is Yin Le's nickname in the brothel, and it is also the name she hates the most. Whenever someone calls it to her, it always reminds her of that dark life.
Qin Yao rubbed the numb goose bumps on the back of her hands and complained softly: "This voice should be the queen of sweet songs."
In the early morning, a ray of light shone through the broken window lattice, and the two women on the bed yawned and woke up at the same time.
However, Yin Le obviously misunderstood. She thought Qin Yao was now serving the government.
Qin Yao quickly snatched the red bellyband back with quick eyes and hands, pointed at the poem on it and said seriously:
The remote Xinghua Village was very quiet, surrounded by the chirping of insects and birds. Qin Yao slept quite comfortably.
Yin Le frowned. She didn't know what she was thinking about. She suddenly picked up the bellyband and threw it to the ground, shouting: "Dirty!"
Yin Le didn't hear clearly and asked while getting out of bed and getting dressed: "Sister Qin, what did you say?"
When the two of them saw each other, they were startled for a moment. The memories came back before going to bed. Yin Le was the first to speak cheerfully: "Sister Qin~"
“This is important evidence. If you destroy it, tragedies like Peony will continue to occur!”
After saying that, he lay on the side of the bed, closed his eyes and snored softly, which showed that he was really sleepy and couldn't stand it any longer.
And she already knew the name of her benefactor.
Yin Le nodded and said, "I didn't expect my benefactor to be literate." There was a hint of envy in his words.
“Sister, I'm going to sleep first. When I wake up tomorrow morning, I will remember what you need to know.”
From Yin Le's description of her family situation, it can be inferred that her family background is very good. Qin Yao did not expect that the Yin family's parents did not let their daughter learn calligraphy.
But judging from her reaction, she probably doesn't know what is happening in the city yet.
Yin Le smiled and shouted: "Sister Qin."
Qin Yao didn't know who Zhaoda was, but she confiscated the bellyband first.
Goosebumps suddenly appeared on Qin Yao's back, she crossed her arms and shuddered. Just as she was about to correct her title, Yin Le spoke first.
After folding her bellyband and putting it into her luggage, Qin Yao sat down and explained to Yin Le, "I'm here to find Yueniang."
Qin Yao explained for Yin Le: "This is a poem describing peony, which means that the bright red flowers covered with dewdrops, the slightly tilted posture seems to be drunk, leaving all the beautiful postures to the dying person. Spring is a way of personifying people, and it also uses flowers to metaphor people.”
The name Qin Yao is well-known in Kaiyang County.
"Don't call me my benefactor, call me Qin Yao."
Qin Yao quickly took off her shoes and coat, put the knife at the end of the bed, and lay down on the outer half of the kang.
Yin Le was stunned for a moment. He didn't know whether it was due to blind trust in his benefactor or something else. He nodded firmly, "Okay, I'll go with you. I want to bring Pan Meiren to justice!"
Qin Yao told Yin Le: "The brothel was closed down by the county magistrate, but the news was leaked and Pan Meiren ran away."
Yin Le's tense expression relaxed a little, and he quickly took out a worn-out thin quilt, and said a little embarrassedly:
“The conditions are simple and I have wronged my benefactor.”
It was already late at night. Seeing that she was not in a good condition, Qin Yao was not in a hurry and changed the topic.
After listening to Qin Yao's words, Yin Le was stunned for four or five seconds before blinking his eyelashes twice. He raised his eyes in disbelief and asked her: "My benefactor, are you saying that this evil person like Mother Pan has finally been caught by the government? "
Even if you don't see the person, you still know his name.
She wants to remember those days and use them to whip herself over and over again!
Qin Yao hurriedly shook her head and said it was nothing. She got out of bed and got dressed. She looked at her knife again, picked it up and put it on the bag on the table, making a decision in her heart.
Yin Le suddenly remembered to ask Qin Yao why she came to Xinghua Village.
So she nodded heavily now and responded: "I am Yueniang."
But then I thought about it, there are very few literate men in Kaiyang County, let alone the women who have been isolated in the back house.
"Looking at how you look now, you don't have the energy to recall such small details. Let's talk about it at dawn tomorrow."
Qin Yao asked unexpectedly: "Are you illiterate?"
"The person who can leave such a poem must be very fond of the beauty of the girl you mentioned."
Qin Yao: “Caught, but not completely.”
However, she was afraid that the scar would heal and she would forget about the pain, and she was worried that her real name would be exposed, so she always used the name Yueniang outside.
The woman's voice was soft and soft, and her sister's cry was so sweet that it was so sweet to the heart.
After all, after wiping out the horse bandits, Qin Yao, the warrior who lifted the reward, became very popular in Kaiyang County.
Qin Yao mentioned the red mandarin duck bellyband again, "This thing was given to you by Shaoyao. Do you know who wrote the poem for Shaoyao? What is their relationship?" Yin Le was still digesting the news of Pan Meiren's arrest, and felt confused in his heart. Surprised and delighted, she was obviously at a loss when faced with Qin Yao's inquiry. Her mind was shut down for a while, and she opened her mouth for a long time, unable to speak a complete sentence.
Seeing Qin Yao staring at the line of small characters, Yin Le asked curiously: "Benefactor, is this a poem?"
Thinking about it this way, Ding Xiang is already more fortunate than most women in the boudoir because he has received enlightenment from his family and is quite knowledgeable.
“Yin Le, I will take you to see Magistrate Song.” Qin Yao said while taking out the remaining buns.
So, even if such a warrior is a woman, the government will definitely recruit her to serve the court and bring those damned evildoers to justice!
Qin Yao vaguely realized that the ruthless sister in front of her had misunderstood something, but she didn't bother to explain.
He handed the bun to her and said, "Eat quickly. Once you're full, you can go on the road."
Yin Le frowned, why does Sister Qin's words sound weird?
Chapter end
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