Ji… Ji…

The gray-winged birds fell down the eaves, and the straight streets were carrying candied haws and cargo peddlers walked around the streets. The stalls set up on the street opened the steamer, and the steaming steam was steaming. The wheelbarrows pushed by the old man were creaking and the shouts of the shop guys also came.

"Freshly out of the pot, soft flower cake..."

"The clay pot at the rolled mouth cannot be filled with things, and can also be used as a chamber pot. Wouldn't the handsome young man there come to see?"

"Dressing, bronze mirrors, good peach wood, can't be picked, and there are also beautiful portraits."

...

Above the noisy and lively streets, there were frequent guests floating in the second floor of the inn, with the sound of eating.

"Eat more, the food sold by the shops in this city tastes great."

"What to eat? Leave some for Liangsheng, 6 second eggs, put down your hooves!"

In the noisy words of 6 Pan, 6 Qing and others, 6 Liangsheng opened his eyes and sat up and found that he had not known when he slept on the bed.

Taoist Toad curled up into a lump and was basking in the morning light on the desk. Eight big men from 6 villages called a lot of meat around the round table. Seeing that 6 Liangsheng woke up, the person who sat nearest, tore off a chicken leg and handed it over.

"Liangsheng, give me some more food in the early morning."

Pressing against the edge of the bed, putting down his feet and putting his shoes on. 6 Liangsheng took the chicken legs and put them on the desk: "I'll eat later. I ate more last night, but I don't feel hungry now."

After saying that, I put on my robe and went to the corner of the wall to wash my face, and turned around with the water stains.

"Uncle Pan, let's go to the county government today to take a look. I've dealt with the village affairs earlier and go back soon."

Liu Pan, who was holding half of the chicken, nodded, thought for a while, put down the chicken in his hand, turned to his eldest nephew, but his brows frowned.

"Liangsheng, in the morning, when I went downstairs to ask my friend to serve, I heard the diners at the restaurant say that Mr. Chen's son was dead."

Next to him, Liu Qing raised his mouth and spat.

"If you die, you will die. If you don't die, God will be blind."

On the corner of the wall, 6 Liangsheng hung a towel and sat at the dining table. Someone hurriedly handed him chopsticks and a bowl of porridge. The boy smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with us. When we left, he was so lively. Maybe the female ghost was too smart. Once we left, we killed him and took revenge."

"... Um." 6 Pan thought for a while, the bearded man stretched out, picked up the half of the chicken again, and took a bite.

"That's right, that's the reason."

As he said that, he turned his head and lowered his voice to the other seven people, adding: "None of us can mention the matters about Mr. Chen's family in the future. Even if we mention it, don't bring Liangsheng in!"

After eating a greasy breakfast, he also retired the room. At this time, the incident about Chen Yuanwai's family's life spread early in the morning. The forty people who even personally participated in it even added fuel to the qian of the Chen Mansion last night. Now that Chen Yaoke died, Chen Yuanwai was so angry that he was bedridden and had no worries.

"You don't know how amazing it is. If there wasn't a master there that day, Chen Yaoke would have died on the spot."

The child chased and fought, and the adults at home shouted a few words, turned around and continued to gather with neighbors nearby and whispered to discuss the news they heard.

"Oh, you don't know that. That female ghost came back to Fushui County to sing music for Chen Yuanwai. I was there at that time. The sound was very nice and the singer was so crispy."

An older scholar spitted on the ground.

"...It's not because of Chen Yuanwai's son. This person hasn't read many books, but he looks like a scholar. He teases good women everywhere and ruins the reputation of scholars like us. He deserves to die!"

"I don't know how the county magistrate will deal with this matter this time."

"...Is it still arresting ghosts and going to jail?"

The streets, alleys, tea rooms, and restaurants are mostly small circles like this. After all, it is rare to kill people. At the beginning of the period, I felt that the Chen family was unlucky. Now that I knew the truth, they all started to applaud and had a strong temperament. They ran to the door of the Chen family and spit at the door.

6 Liangsheng followed the eight people to the county government. After listening to some, he stopped listening. He walked through the bustling streets and found the county government. The old servant in charge of the Chen family was coming out from inside. His old eyes were slightly red. He glanced at 6 Liangsheng and nine others, and hurriedly left in a carriage.

6Peng looked at the carriage that was leaving and spitted on the ground.

"I guess an important person died in the family and came to the county government to report the official. Why didn't the red-pleasing girl come here? He is also kind and kind, and I'm so kind-hearted—"

"Uncle Pan won't talk about these for the time being." 6 Liangsheng winked at him. The matter had fallen, so there was no need to discuss it later, so as not to cause trouble. He went out twice. The first time he came to this county with his father 6 Laoshi, and he had no feelings. He felt that the world outside was prosperous and dazzling.

This second trip made him grow a lot. He had seen the monsters who let him go and his group of people's lives, and also saw the hearts of people who were several times more disgusting than the monsters.

As for that female ghost, Hong Lian.

6 Liangsheng sighed, he had already helped everything he could.

Thinking of this, the man walked up the yamen steps, bowed to the servants on both sides, and explained his purpose.

"Two brothers, we are from 6 villages in Qixia Mountain. We came here two days ago and handed over the paper. It was about the dispute between the two villages over irrigating farmland."

The officer looked at the calm and timid boy in front of him and nodded: "It's you, it's just that Lao Zhao, who was on the job yesterday, said it."

"Have you talked about it?" 6 Liangsheng was a little confused.

“The handwriting is beautiful!”

The officer smiled and pointed to the side under the eaves of the yamen: "You are waiting there for now, I will go in and inform the chief clerk."

It turned out that it was because of the paper I wrote before. Liangsheng, who didn't know if he should laugh, imitated the other party and bowed.

"Then I'll bother this big brother."

The officer walked into the county government gate with a stick of water and fire, but did not go to the front court. It was the place where the case was opened on a daily basis. The place where the county magistrate and the chief clerk handled daily official duties was in the side courtyard, where there were several side rooms, including the county magistrate, the county magistrate, and the county magistrate, and the county magistrate, the chief clerk, and the clerk.

When the officer came, the minor officials and constables came and went to work hard. The county magistrate and chief clerk were puzzled by the haunted incident. Now the person suddenly died. What is circulating outside is the murder of evil spirits. He could only put it aside for the time being and asked the Dian Li to investigate. The murderer could not be found, so he happened to deal with it as a headless case.

"If it is as circulating in the public, the county will not only ignore the death of Chen Yaoke, but also want to drink a lot!"

"The county magistrate is a jealous person who is jealous of evil. If he is recalled to Nanchen in the future, he will probably change it, so as to avoid offending others and being demoted."

In a room on the left side of the yard, two tables were opposite each other, and in the main seat of the door, the county magistrate in an official robe was talking in anger about forty years and slapped the table, but his face was square and his long beard under his chin looked quite elegant.

Opposite the speech was an old man who was older and he was the chief clerk of Fushui County. Because the county town was not big and there were not many official duties, there was no county magistrate or county magistrate. He moved to the same room as the county magistrate, and it was easy to talk about official duties. There was no need to summon him back and forth, which seemed so complicated.

The county magistrate took a sip of tea and picked up a pen to correct official duties.

"If you demote, just demote. The Beijing officials are not as free and happy as they are now. It's just that the troubles are so terrifying that people are trying to lose their heads..."

The old man over there laughed and said, "There are so many places. Since Chen Yaoke is dead, let the people below check it. It's okay if you can't find it. Such strange things are hard to tell. The county lord and I have that leisure, so it's better to finish the official business that has been squeezed in the past two days first."

As he said that, he took away the official business that had been approved in front of him, reached out to pick up the complaint that had not been processed on the other side, looked at the contents on it, and suddenly laughed.

The county magistrate raised his head: "Is there any problem with it?"

The old man put down his complaint and shook his head.

"This paper has simple and unpretentious content, just like a story written when I first entered the school, but this word makes people feel comfortable to read. It's a good word... Well, it's a good name for me."

"Oh? The county wants to see what can make the old man admire."

The county magistrate came over, took the piece of paper, looked up and down, and couldn't help but nodded: "I really wrote good words, and every stroke is not dragging on the slightest, neat and powerful, but unfortunately it was too neat, just like copying, lifeless."

While speaking, the door knocked and the county magistrate turned his head: "What's the matter?"

"Qi reported to the county magistrate, chief clerk, and 6 Liangsheng from 6jia Village in Qixia Mountain to sue the dispute between the two villages."

The county magistrate put down his hand, looked at the old man, and laughed.

"Ha... I just talked about him and came. I wanted to see what the person who wrote this word looked like."
Chapter completed!