: Peace of mind

Author: Emei Swordsman

Mazi's body froze suddenly, and then he quickly reacted and deliberately accentuated his pronunciation to make his Mandarin sound more rounded: "I am really from Baoding Prefecture. Our dialects are very different and have different pronunciations. You

It doesn’t sound normal.”

Gu Yunji's words just now reminded everyone, and now many people were secretly sizing up Mazi. Even the refugees were suspicious of his identity, lowering their heads and discussing something in low voices with the people next to them.

A policeman stared at Mazi with squinted eyes for a long time, then suddenly noticed something, pointed at him and exclaimed: "Isn't this... Huang Er Mazi!"

Gu Yunji immediately turned his head and looked at the detective named Feng Song: "Do you know him?"

"Yes, I know him!" Feng Song looked stunned and pointed at him and said to Gu Yunji, "His name is Huang Ermazi, and his real name is Huang Dachuan. He is a local. He lives in Pingkang Lane, Xicheng District. He is not from Baoding Prefecture at all.

The refugees are coming!”

Huang Ermazi didn't expect to be recognized so quickly. He quickly covered his face with his hair and buried his head. He covered his head and muttered: "I, I am not Huang Ermazi. You got the wrong person!"

Feng Song laughed angrily: "Huang Ermazi, you still want to hide? Tell you, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and picked up Huang Ermazi's head, revealing his dirty face. He pointed at the scar on his forehead and said, "Look, Mr. Gu, this scar is where he went four years ago."

When someone stole something from someone else's house, the owner found it and threw rocks at it. I was there at the time, so I can't be wrong!"

Feng Song let go of his hand, turned around and stood next to Gu Yunji, and said: "This Huang Ermazi is just a rogue, and he has no real business. He lives by petty theft, and he never commits any major crimes. He is caught every time.

Even if you let him go and arrest him, he can't change it. I also said that I haven't seen anyone else these days and I don't know where he went, but I didn't expect that he would end up here eating porridge!"

Being caught on the spot, Huang Ermazi's face turned red and white, and he said harshly: "This is the porridge provided by the Hangzhou government, and it didn't say that locals can't come to get it. I just want to drink a bowl to fill my stomach, can't you?"

"

Feng Song couldn't bear it anymore and spat at him, angrily saying: "Huang Ermazi, you are so shameless! This is porridge prepared for the victims. They have been hungry for months and have not eaten any real food."

How many bites, do you have the nerve to come and grab this?"

Huang Erpazi's face was thicker than the city wall, and he didn't feel ashamed at all: "I'm hungry too! My family is so poor that I can't even open the pot. I haven't eaten for several days. Why can't I fight with them? What's more, I'm still a local, and the government doesn't

Should I be the priority?”

"You!" Feng Song was so angry that he raised his leg to hit him, but was stopped by Gu Yunji.

Gu Yunji didn't want to mess with such unreasonable people, so he simply bent down, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, and threw it directly into the porridge bucket. Then he picked up a spoon and stirred, thoroughly mixing the sand and white porridge, and scooped out

He took out a bowl and handed it to Huang Ermazi:

"Drink the porridge you want."

Huang Ermazi looked at the white porridge mixed with a little bit of sand in the bowl, his throat rolled, and he didn't reach out to take it for a long time.

Seeing this, Gu Yunji sneered, put the porridge bowl on the table beside him, and asked: "Don't you want to drink porridge? Why don't you drink it now? If you have been really hungry for several days, then of course you can eat anything.

Why would you care about a little bit of sand in this porridge?"

As he said that, he pointed to the group of sallow-looking refugees in front of him: "I believe if it were them just now, they would have drank so much that they wouldn't be as hesitant as you."

To prevent anyone from taking advantage, the porridge given to the refugees has always been mixed with a small amount of sand. But today, I was in a hurry and didn't take care of it. I didn't expect that such an oversight would almost kill someone like Huang Ermazi.

Taking advantage of the loophole.

Huang Ermazi was speechless by what he said, but he didn't want to bow his head and forcefully defended himself: "The reason why I didn't drink it was not because I disliked the sand in it, but because I was worried that the government was concerned about what happened last night and wanted to harm us. What if you guys

What should I do if there is poison in it?"

Hearing this, Gu Yunji narrowed his eyes and his expression became cold.

He turned around and picked up the bowl of porridge that had been placed on the table, raised it high and waved it in front of everyone, and said in a clear voice, "Everyone, watch it."

Then, he raised his neck, rolled his throat and swallowed all the porridge mixed with sand.

"Master Gu..." After catching a glimpse of his actions, Feng Song wanted to stop him, but he didn't have time and could only watch as he drank the porridge cleanly.

The porridge was cooked to a paste, with a strong rice aroma and a smooth mouthfeel. You could occasionally feel the grit of the sand, but there was no strange smell. There was no big problem except that it affected the taste a little.

Gu Yunji licked the porridge stains on the corner of his lips, turned the empty bowl over for everyone to see clearly, and then put it back on the table with a soft collision. He looked at Huang Ermazi kneeling on the ground,

Eyes burning:

"How? Now you should believe that there is no poison in it, right?"

His move not only shocked Huang Ermazi, but also shocked everyone present.

Feng Song previously believed that the so-called help from the students of Luxi Academy was just lip service. They could only have a name and watch from the sidelines. It was government servants like them who had to do the work. That is to say, the reputation would spread well.

That's all,

This porridge is mixed with dirty sand, and just looking at it makes people lose their appetite. Except for the refugees who have been hungry for a long time, anyone who has a full meal on weekdays will not want to taste it. Let alone Gu Yunji

A young master from such a wealthy family looks like he has been pampered since he was a child. His daily diet must be very meticulous. How could he drink such plain porridge that has no taste at all and can only be used to satisfy his hunger?

But Gu Yunji not only drank this bowl of porridge just now, he also drank it so neatly and without any fuss or disdain. He didn't have any of the pretentiousness that he expected from a young man from an aristocratic family. Feng Song couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Huang Ermazi didn't expect that Gu Yunji would actually be willing to drink the porridge himself. Now all his excuses were blocked by him, and he was speechless for a while.

He had nothing to say, but Gu Yunji had something to say. He folded his arms and thought for a moment, seemed to remember something, leaned over and looked into Huang Ermazi's eyes and asked: "Just now, Inspector Feng said, I haven't seen you for a few days.

, then you probably got into the homeless crowd and stayed outside the city?"

"But judging from the situation you just provoked and provoked, can I make a bold guess that you were also among the people who took the lead in bewitching the refugees to rush to the city gate last night?"

Hearing this, Huang Ermazi suddenly raised his head and met Gu Yunji's bottomless eyes. Those eyes were so cold that he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Huang Ermazi shuddered at the ice-cold look in his eyes. Cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, and he defended incoherently: "I, I, I, I didn't, it wasn't me... I didn't rush into the city gate, I, I didn't participate in anything.

…”

Gu Yunji looked at him shaking into chaff, and felt a sense of disdain in his heart.

He was like this, and he really didn't have the guts to fight with the officers and soldiers.

However, judging from how he was able to arouse the emotions of the refugees with just a few sentences, even if he did not take the initiative to rush to the city gate, he must still be inciting people inside. Maybe he was preparing to encourage the refugees to rush into the city so that he could follow behind and harass the houses.

Searching for property is not considered innocent.

Thinking of this, Gu Yunji didn't want to listen to Huang Ermazi's sophistry anymore, so he turned to the government servant next to him and said, "Okay, take him to the government office and hand him over to the magistrate."

With Huang Ermazi's experience, things went much smoother later on. Queuing up, getting bowls, and receiving porridge all went in an orderly manner, and no one jumped out to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!