In the dark night, a white light rose with the sound of a sword, followed by a scream through the dark clouds, another murder.

"Your Excellency. "The arrest of the patrol house is coming to report," today is another one, and three people have been attacked this month. ”

There was the tenderness of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River between the eyebrows, and in a moment, his eyes were calm and firm and fell into the dust.

A little mole under the eyebrows, red robe and green clothes, sassy and heroic.

"Comfort the injured first, be sure to record the ins and outs of this matter, and the rest of the people continue to track the whereabouts of Gongzi Wushuang. ”

Catch Kuai frowned, "My lord, if ordinary people are still easy to deal with, but these few attacks are all famous dignitaries and dignitaries in the town, I'm afraid ......"

"What's there to be afraid of, even if it's the emperor's old son, this case has to be solved!"

It's strange to catch and retreat. The town has not been robbed for a long time, but these few times they have stolen the mansions of these dignitaries. However, the adults of his family have always solved cases quickly, although she is a woman, he has never looked down on her because of this identity.

"Let's talk about it. As soon as the saber was released, she unabashedly took off her robe, after all, it was so hot that it was dizzy.

"The victim was Li Chengshan, a well-known local landowner, who had a doctor's visit and suffered a slight arrow wound. ”

"Childe Wushuang, what's going on?" she reached out and asked for a glass of water, and drank it all, the weather was indeed very hot.

"Although it is uncertain whether it was this son Wushuang who did it, these cases are obviously the most similar to his methods. ”

"Yes, yes, it's all in the middle of the night, but first tricks to wake everyone up, I haven't seen a thief, so swaggering?"

The woman smiled contemptuously, but she was a bit of a thief. is just a trick in her eyes, and she will definitely arrest this person and bring him to justice.

"Actually-" One of the people in the patrol room suddenly dragged out his voice, "This boy Wushuang has done all good things." Although he stole a lot of things, the people he patronized were always dignitaries or those who received ill-gotten gains. Besides, he did not keep the silver for himself, but distributed them to the poor. Supposedly, a thief!"

"Yes, yes!" agreed.

With a heavy blow, the wooden sword in her hand snapped into two pieces.

His eyes were calm and slightly angry from left to right, staring at everyone one by one, "Rogues?"

"According to what you say, this case doesn't need to be solved, wouldn't it be better for him to continue to rob the rich and help the poor?"

There was a warning in the final tone, and everyone didn't dare to speak out, and naturally they could still regard Gongzi Wushuang as a thief in their hearts.

"Don't speak?" she leaned against the wall, leaning her leg against the pillar and squinting at the crowd, "I don't care how chivalrous he is in the eyes of the world, you, the best catcher in the patrol room, this is a game of cat and mouse." You're cats, so you should catch this stolen mouse, understand?"

Everyone was silent, and whoever dared to come forward to theorize under this voice would definitely be punished.

The anger in his eyes faded, and his calm and firm eyes suddenly lit up, "Since it is robbing the rich and helping the poor, then give us this rat and throw a bait first......"

……

"Mother, mother......" Under the twilight, a child rushed home with a bamboo basket.

"You rabbit cub, you steal the family's money again, don't you!" a stick was about to be knocked down, and his mother saw that his bamboo basket was full of gold.

"It's-"

The child dared to open his eyes and pour the gold in the basket, and the sound of the crisp landing was really moving.

"Y-where did you get all that money?"

The child explained, "It was given by a black-clothed brother at the entrance of the village, and he said that when he had money in the future, he would put the silver taels in the Chenghuang Temple in the north of the city to help those in need—" Before the child could finish speaking, he was buried in his mother's arms with his head pressed.

The poor people who can't open the pot are not the ones who don't work hard. Even if they work hard, they will never be able to reach the people who are born noble.

Therefore, when the poor need money, the first thing they think of is not to ask for the Bodhisattva, but to ask for the Rogue Warrior.

No one has ever seen him, but they only know that whenever he appears, he must be standing on the eaves in a dark robe. Women fall for it, and men sing for chivalry.

Childe Wushuang is such a person.

"Ahh

"Brother Ji! Brother Ji!" Fortunately, whenever he eats, there will always be a child who will come to deliver bread, and he will not starve to death.

"Brother Ji, I-I can't come tomorrow?"

He stuffed half of the bread into it, and still hadn't bitten it off, "Why?"

The child wore pigtails and his eyes were gloomy, "We're moving north, Daddy said, no one in the town likes to eat cakes." ”

"I like it. Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up, but he was embarrassed to speak when he thought that he had eaten and drunk for nothing for so long.

"Of course I know that Brother Ji likes it, you can eat five or six per meal!" It's just—" The child drooped down with two pigtails, "If we move out, there will be no one to bring food for Brother Ji." ”

Ji Wushuang knew that the couple who sold the cake had taken care of him for half a month, and he had always been used to being alone. There are days when there is no last meal, and he has lived for many years, somewhat reluctantly, and more, maybe it is a debt.

Naturally, he wanted to give them one last gift when they left.

……

The land under the Chenghuang Temple in the north of the city is owned by one person, and this person is a person from the south of the Yangtze River, relying on the land of his ancestors to be famous in this place. is only bad-tempered, and often deducts wages from the peasant workers on his ground, and even beats and scolds them.

"Are you really sure this is the place, my lord?"

Naturally, the woman can't be completely sure, but this person got into a lawsuit not long ago and has not yet been resolved, so she just has a reason to come here.

"Yo, this is not Lord Feng-the villain has already received the letter from Lord Feng, just go to the yamen by himself, and don't go on this trip. Liang Zhuang was obviously a little uneasy about her arrival, it seemed that she had come to the right place this time.

"You don't welcome me?"

Liang Zhuang immediately smiled and ordered his subordinates to prepare some pastries, "If the adults are here, even on weekdays, as long as the adults want to come here, I, Liang Zhuang, are naturally welcome at any time! What do you want to eat? or what songs and dances you want to watch, you can ......."

"I'm here for business. His eyes sank and fell on the man. I can't imagine this girl is so unkind......

"In that case, what does Lord Feng want to know?"

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, someone reported that you had forced your peasant workers to death, and one was killed and one was injured. Is that the case?"

Liang Zhuang's smile froze, but he still said, "This peasant worker died here ...... me, but I never forced him to die!"

"Specifics, I can't listen to what you say, find a room, I'm going to stay tonight. ”

Liang Zhuang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, naturally no problem." ”