It was the second watch; pink hearts needed doubling up. The activity ends tonight; anyone with pink hearts, toss them in now.
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Lian Manman was startled. She recognized him—the man being dragged by the carriage was He Laoliu from West Village, the brother of Lady He. He Laoliu had some notoriety around here. Although a peasant, he would indulge in all vices from eating, drinking, to gambling. What on earth could he have done this time? And what were those people planning to do with him in the village?
The onlookers were also asking each other about what had happened.
"...Don't know what's going on. Seems like He Laoliu got snatched up while he was drinking at the tavern in town."
"Looks like it's serious. Among that group, there seems to be someone in official attire."
It seemed that no one had a clue what was happening, so Lian Manman turned around and went back inside the shop to tell Lady Zhang.
