"By the way, matchmaker, what kind of noble person did you call me just now? I am just an ordinary person, how can I be a noble person?" Qinglong swept away the messy thoughts in his mind and asked the matchmaker.

"It's nothing. The scholar said just now that you are our nobleman. How about you help us overcome this difficulty? My nobleman, I depend on you this time." The matchmaker said with a charming smile at Qinglong, and his every move was full of grace.

"Cough cough cough." Qinglong wanted to refuse, but when he saw the matchmaker who was throwing himself into his arms, he could only cough a few times, "Okay, matchmaker, stop making trouble now, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter? Ask." When the matchmaker heard that Qinglong had something important, she instantly put away her playful attitude.

"Matchmaker, tell me honestly, did Hongshoes divide the lost 100,000 taels of Guanyin, Panlong Mountain and Guihun Village together?" Qinglong thought about it, and finally decided to talk to the matchmaker.

As soon as Qinglong said this, the matchmaker changed her face and stared at Qinglong nervously and asked, "Who told you about this? Where did you hear it?"

"Matchmaker, don't worry about where I heard the news. Tell me if this matter is true." Qinglong continued to ask.

"Hahaha, yes, this money is indeed shared by me, Panlongshan and Guihun Village." The matchmaker looked pale, smiled bitterly, and said a little decadently: "It seems that it is really impossible to cover the fire. We have done this matter very secretly. I didn't expect that someone would still know. What about you? Which force do you belong to, or are you sent by the official family to arrest me?"

The matchmaker's eyes were staring at Qinglong, and there seemed to be a certain kind of spirit flashing inside.

"Matchmaker, you are so confused! This silver is unusual, how can you put your ideas on this? Yes, I am indeed from the official family and responsible for pursuing the official silver. Do you know that this official silver is related to the food and salary of the soldiers on the frontier. Now that the official silver is lost, mutiny may break out at any time on the frontier. Once the army mutiny, it will be a disaster for life. At that time, you will become an eternal sinner. Matchmaker, how can you be so confused!" Qinglong said to the matchmaker with a heartache: "Listen to my advice, Matchmaker, turn around as soon as possible and hand over the silver. Everything has a turning point. I will help you."

"The creatures are in trouble!" The matchmaker's heart skipped a beat. She had never thought that the money was so important.

The matchmaker suddenly felt as if she had been drained from her strength, and collapsed on the ground, looking confused and at a loss.

"Matchmaker, the reason why I have not chosen to attack you for a long time is because I think the people in the Red Shoes are not a group of crazy guys. The people in the Red Shoes are all a group of ordinary people with great affection, righteousness and simplicity. Believe me, hand over the money, it will be fine." Qinglong continued to persuade. If this matter can be solved in such a gentle way, it would be great.

Suddenly, the matchmaker raised her head and said to Qinglong with red eyes: "If I say no!"

"What?! Are you crazy? Or don't you think that just a few people like Red Shoes can really fight against the court?" Qinglong was shocked by what the matchmaker said, and still said bitterly: "Matchmaker, don't be stupid. You can't protect this money anyway. The court has not attacked Red Shoes on weekdays. It's just that it's time for war and can't get out of it for a while. But if the matter is related to the official silver, then the army will be surrounded by the Red Shoes. Then let alone the money, even everyone will definitely not escape the end of death! Not to mention the nine clans will be implicated! You wake up quickly, matchmaker!"

"The nine tribes are implicated, haha, the court has only this ability to treat its own people. I ask you, where is the court when we are unable to eat? Where is the court when we are not covered in clothes? Did the court hear it when we are mourning all over the world?" The matchmaker said, and she was already in tears.

"Oh, stop crying, I'm there." Qinglong looked at the sobbing matchmaker and said softly, "Matchmaker is just a woman after all, but she has carried too many things that do not belong to her."

"Let me go to a place first." The matchmaker wiped the tears from her face and said to Qinglong.

"Okay! I'll accompany you." Although Qinglong didn't know where the matchmaker was going to, he simply agreed.

After saying that, the two of them got on a bamboo tray. The matchmaker held the bamboo pole and took the green dragon to a unknown place.

"It's already here." The matchmaker jumped off the bamboo roulette first, used the bamboo pole in her hand to pass through the roulette, and placed the bamboo roulette on the riverbed beach.

Qinglong looked at the houses in front of him, and was a little puzzled why the matchmaker brought her to this place.

"Matchmaker, what is this?" Qinglong asked.

"Come in with me." The matchmaker didn't say anything, but just took Qinglong's hand and walked into a thatched hut.

"Sister Hong, you are here!"

"Sister Hong, I miss you so much. You haven't come back to see us for several days."

"Oh, there are still people here. Sister Hong is bringing the man back!"

As soon as I entered the house, a group of chirping sounds filled the ears of the green dragon instantly. These one by one were actually girls.

Obviously, these girls were very happy to see the matchmaker coming, chatting around the matchmaker and Qinglong.

"Sister Hong, I want to eat the candied haws you brought me."

"Greedy cat, why do you always want to eat it? Are those fish not enough for you?"

One of the younger girls pulled the matchmaker's sleeve and wanted to eat candied haws, but the older girl knocked on the forehead and scolded: "Sister Hong is so busy every day, how can you always remember to bring candied haws for you!"

These two girls are not old, but they both look very thin, just like a bone rack under their already thin clothes, and their heads are also exposed to a malnourished yellow-brown color, which is plagued by them.

Qinglong looked around and found that almost everyone here looked like this. Qinglong is not unfamiliar with this, because he used to be like this, like a beggar.

"It's okay, Sister Hong brings you candied haws next time." The matchmaker smiled and touched the little girl's head and said.

On the bed not far away, a girl was lying there, motionless, and seemed to be seriously ill.

"By the way, will the medicine I brought back last time work?" the matchmaker pulled the little girl beside her and asked.

"Sister, she took the medicine, and it seemed to be a little better than the previous few days. Now she has less cough when she sleeps at night. After she just took the medicine, she fell asleep again." The little girl replied in detail.

Seeing the matchmaker greeting everyone here in a familiar way and asking about his well-being with concern, Qinglong seemed to have understood something in his heart. Is this the reason why the matchmaker needs money?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!