The Blacksmith Shop is located in the west of Qingyang Town, close to the stream running through the town from east to west, so it is much more convenient to select a site and get water. The Su family's residence is a farmyard in a row of fences.

The blacksmith shop built a thatched hut by the river, with seven open-air stoves next to the thatched hut. It is more than a hundred feet away from the farmyard in the fence.

Xing Zhen came to the blacksmith shop early every day, and there was only the sound of streams flowing here on weekdays. Today it was a bit special and a little noisy, from the small farmyard in the fence.

It was a woman's sharp voice: "You useless to play with me, my son was bullied outside. You are like my fart and dare not put a single one."

"Why did I follow you like a waste back then? Every time I say you only know how to hide. Why did my son not be bullied when he hides outside?"

"I'm the one named Shang, I'll give you a stick of incense to appear in the courtyard. Otherwise, you'll kneel on the stove to sleep at night."

"The four major families were killed by thousands of swords. My Rocky was less than ten years old, so why did he bear to kick two families with his butt eggs? Look at the green ones, the purple ones, the green ones."

"And there is also my elegant and elegant Ji Leng, how could he scratch the face of a cat?"

"If you are surnamed Shang, please die for me and see our two sons."

Xing Zhen found this man who was afraid of his wife squatting next to the gate of the courtyard and wondering what he was thinking.

There is no need to walk in and look at it from a distance and you will know that it is Uncle Shang. Since Zheng really met the master of the blacksmith shop, he was wearing this black robe.

It's been eight years, and this should be the third black linen robe. The first one is ragged, the second and third ones are worn while washing.

Xing really doesn't understand. In fact, the blacksmith shop has good annual benefits, and there are apprentice teaching fees. But Uncle Shang and his wife have always been so frugal.

Birds of a feather flock together. Another good man in the town is similar to this man in black robe. He has a white coat and a ragged feather fan with two or three feathers left.

Mr. Su, a private school, received a lot of tuition fees and funding from the yamen every year. However, Mr. Su and his wife are accustomed to being frugal. Even their biological daughter Su Qingyi is dusty every day. She has no temperament of being from a scholarly family.

Thinking of this, Xing Zhen couldn't help but think of the Master Suyi in the yamen again. The Master should have a lot of salary, and he was also wearing a bun of sackcloth. Isn't these people making money for spending?

Since Xing Zhen can forge and beat it alone, Xing Zhen’s stove is the first to rise in flames every day. With the gurgling stream, the sound of the sun is welcomed.

There are six children of blacksmith shops and criminal investigations. In addition to Xing Zhen, Ji Leng and Shang Luoqi, there are three children who are apprentices.

They are Chu Xinyun, the boy who saw it at the bun shop in the morning and helped sell buns.

There are also Song Xianzhe and Yu Qinglu. These three children spend money to learn the art.

Chu Yunxin simply didn't want to sell buns, so she chose to learn to make a blacksmith.

Song Xianzhe and Yu Qinglu’s parents are farmers who face the loess and backs the sky. The farmers’ income is unstable due to their income. They think that they can earn a living by drought and flood, so they can fill their stomachs in the future.

Today, Chu Yunxin and Song Xianzhe did not come to work in the blacksmith shop. Only Xing Zhen and Yu Qinglu were left in the same age.

Ji Leng has always disliked ironwork and rarely approached the stove. Instead, he ran to private schools every day. Uncle Shang did not force it, just do whatever he wanted.

Not to mention the slug Shang Luoqi, Ji Leng ran for the front foot and the little slug was on the heel. The two of them pursued the purpose of staying away from the hammer and away from the stove.

In addition, two employed adults did not come to work in a few days, which made the established tasks much heavier. The man from black robe Shangshu did not hesitate to go on the battle himself, striving to create more farm tools.

Xing Zhen was late for the first time in eight years. After working hard, he didn't have to eat lunch, so he put down his hammer and ran on his legs.

In the fenced courtyard, the merchant couple stared at the thin figure who was leaving, nodding constantly, and was very satisfied, with a gratified smile on their lips.

The private school is located on the east side of Qingyang Town, diagonally opposite the blacksmith shop. The middle of the journey is to pass the bridge and jump across the stream.

On the bridge, I happened to meet two familiar children, Ji Leng and Shang Luoqi. I ran back to the blacksmith shop in panic.

When he met Xing Zhen, Ji Leng panted and said, "Go and take a look. Mr. Su was taken away by the yamen. I heard that some bandits from Shuiboushan ran to Qingyang Town and hid in a private school."

Xing Zhen asked, "Is only Mr. Su taken away? Where are Su's mother, Su Qingyi, the general and other disciples?"

Slug Shang Luoqi rushed to answer: "They were all restricted to private schools and were not allowed to go out, and the other disciples went home."

Xing Zhen comforted: "You two are careful on the way and go back to the blacksmith shop to discuss with Uncle Shang. I'll go to the yamen to take a look first. If you can't go in, you can stare at the door."

Before leaving, Xing Zhen suddenly remembered something and asked, "Everything is normal in the private school this morning?"

Ji Leng said: "It's not normal. My disciples have gone halfway. Even Mr. Su's three favorites are Li Huaijin, and Xu Haoran and Fang Zicheng are gone today."

Xing Zhen was not hesitating: "That's all, it's strange to say that there are fewer people coming to the blacksmith shop today. Let's not think about it anymore, let's act separately."

Before they parted, Ji Lengyi reminded: "Don't go to a private school alone, now they are controlled by the yamen runners. Su's mother, Su Yueyi and the general are all controlled by the yamen runners."

"If you go, you are mistaken for a family, it will be dangerous."

Today, the Qingyang Town Yamen is very lively, and many people in Qingyang Town have blocked the water here.

I just want to join in the fun and get to know each other. Will this teacher who is knowledgeable and peaceful in the town collude with bandits?

At the request of the people, Lord Ge opened the government office and publicly tried Mr. Su's case of collusion with bandits.

The crowd was too dense and the walkers couldn't squeeze in. They had no choice but to climb up the big tree next to them. Although they could see it in a comprehensive way, they could not see it clearly enough.

The distance is too far, beyond the reach of the naked eye.

However, I could still vaguely see that the person who pointed out Mr. Su's private hiding bandits was Fang Zicheng, one of the three favorite disciples of the teacher.

What they said specifically? Xing really has no way to know. I just saw Fang Zicheng pointing fingers at Mr. Su, which was completely opposite to his respect in daily life.

Fang Zicheng in the court looked like he was determined to be with Mr. Su.

Not long after, a familiar figure appeared. It was Uncle Shang who had a black robe all year round.

Uncle Shang was not tall but burly. He struggled for a while and then squeezed from behind the crowd to the front. This scene made Xing really envious. It would be better to have a strong body.

Uncle Shang didn't know what he gave to the yamen runners privately, and then entered the court openly. He didn't know what he said to Lord Ge, but he actually left the house.

The reason was that the trial was not found. Three days later, Mr. Su was imprisoned. No new evidence was found. Mr. Su was acquitted.

It is not the best result, nor the worst result. Xing Zhen returned to the private school and first appeased the general who was ready to fight desperately.

Only Xing Zhen can appease the general. Originally, the general listened to Mr. Su and Xing Zhen's words, especially obedient to Mr. Su's words.

Now Mr. Su is still detained in the yamen, so Xing Zhen has to come forward to comfort him, so as not to learn the story of the storyteller in the middle of the night and rob the prison in a mask.

Uncle Shang, Su Mu, Xing Zhen, General, Ji Leng, Su Qingyi and Slug. Seven people who are close to each other gather in a private school.

Su Qingyi's eyes were swaying with tears, and the slugs were sending tissues next to her.

The remaining people sat upright, led by Shang Shu and Su Mu.

The man from black robe, Uncle Shang, reminded: "With Mr. Su's character in Qingyang Town, Lord Ge dared not to punish him privately. Mr. Su's safety is absolutely fine."

"I have checked all the private schools, inside and out, and there will be no evidence that is unfavorable to Mr. Su."

"The private school closed down within these three days and there were no guests, including disciples and parents, and they would not be allowed to enter the private school for a half-step."

"Xing Zhen will visit Fang Zicheng's family tomorrow. Forget it, let's hand over this matter to Xing Zhen and Ji Leng. Xing Zhen can just follow the clever words and help. Ji Leng is responsible for finding Fang Zicheng's purpose and the person behind it."

Su's mother stood up and gave Uncle Shang a blessing: "I'm working hard!"

Uncle Shang clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "Sister-in-law, you are polite."

Su's mother looked at Xing Zhen and Ji Leng.

The two nodded and agreed, indicating that there was no problem.

The general next to him stopped doing it and shouted: "I want to go too, I want to go too. If Fang Zicheng doesn't follow the actual trick, I will beat him so hard that he can't say it."

Uncle Shang glanced at the tall boy with a gloomy face. The latter discovered for the first time that in Qingyang Town, in addition to Mr. Su who could scare him, there was also Uncle Shang from a blacksmith shop who could scare him.

The general was a little frustrated. For some reason, he was not afraid of death. How could he be afraid of Mr. Su and this man in black robe from the bottom of his heart.

No one paid attention to the general's random thoughts. Uncle Shang continued to instruct: "Tomorrow, the general will guard the private school gate, and no one else is allowed to enter except the yamen."

There is work to do, and the general is satisfied: "Okay, make sure to complete the task."

Uncle Shang stood up and folded his fists: "Sister-in-law, please feel free. Mr. Su will not have any trouble. To ensure that I will disappear in the next two days. If there is an urgent matter, you can find my old woman. She has a way to find me."

Su's mother stood up and saluted: "Thank you Uncle Shang for helping me?"

Uncle Shang clasped his fists: "Time is tight, I'll take a step first."

Before leaving, Uncle Shang reminded: "Ji Leng and Shang Luoqi will live in a private school tonight, and we will take action tomorrow morning."

Xing Zhen's thatched hut is far from the blacksmith shop and very close to the private school. Therefore, no one left him to spend the night in the private school.

I sleep next to the lightning-striking wood, and occasionally napping, but sleeping here all night, with extremely poor sleep quality.

I leaned beside the lightning-striking wood, and I missed the little bed that I hadn't seen for two days.

Yang Xuan took the leftover bun in the morning and handed Xing Zhen one. The latter thanked him and took it in his hand.

Gao Xuan asked, "You seem very tired today, which is completely different from the energetic moment before going out."

Xing Zhen did not hide it, and he told the private school the whole story. The dull boy told the truth, without any modification or adding fuel to the fire.

Yang Xuan asked back: "You just believe that Mr. Su will not collude with bandits? You must know that people know their faces but not their hearts."

Xing Zhen answered without hesitation: "I believe that for eight years, Mr. Su insisted that he would wake up three times before teaching every day. In front of the **, he would never do anything that would harm the truth."

Gao Xuan asked again: "What I am talking about colluding with bandits is not a harm to the will of heaven?"

Xing Zhen was puzzled: "Don't bandits do things that hurt the world and harm the world? Is it possible to collude with bandits that are not harm the world and harm the world?"

Yang Xuan just said casually: "When you look at right and wrong from different angles, the results you get are not exactly the same."

Ignoring Mu Naxing, he thought deeply and continued to ask: "If Mr. Su, whom you have always trusted, does what you think is wrong, what should you do?"

"Or maybe Uncle Shang, or your friend General, etc., do what you think is wrong?"

Xing Zhen scratched his head and said innocently: "Is that complicated?"

Yang Xuan nodded: "That's how the world is."

The dull Xing really couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to. He took off the gourd around his waist and opened the lid and took a bite. He let out a pleasant sound, and the taste was good.

Then he handed the gourd to Yang Xuan: "Sweet and refreshing, if you don't dislike it, just take a sip."

The latter ignored the dry cough from the hut, and naturally took the gourd and swallowed it with a big mouthful. He learned Xing Zhen to enjoy his expression, but only added a sentence at the end: "It's better to have wine."

Mu Na Xing Zhen blurted out two words that were so bad: "No money."
Chapter completed!