In winter, the most important thing is the cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The snow on the ground made the poet reverie, and one masterpiece after another appeared in his head. It also makes the busy people scold, curse the cold of the world, and then continue to be busy.

There are many people who love this winter. There are very few people who really love this winter.

In a small market in Chang County, a group of people gathered early in the morning in winter. Each was wrapped in heavy clothes and busy with their own voices. There are those who sell cabbage, those who sell steamed buns, and those who sell fried ghosts with a small tune in their mouths. It's a busy, but it's also a winter landscape.

Maybe it snowed again last night, or maybe it was snow that hasn't melted in a long time. People crunch on the snow, a group of people step on it, and there is a lot of noise.

Here, there is a vendor who sells sheep soup. The mutton soup is mixed with scallion pancakes and is fragrant. The ambergris used by the emperor in the palace is afraid that it does not have the fragrance of mutton soup when the weather is cold.

There are a lot of people sitting here in the stall, everyone holding bread and drinking mutton soup, chatting happily.

"Have you heard, the old man of Yangjiazhuang was arrested, saying that he killed the doctor of Baicaotang." A thief-eyed man said.

"Huh? Can Baicaotang still afford to provoke? The county magistrate mentions it every day, and he doesn't know how many doorways there are behind. Someone on the side agreed to this.

"Of course, there are a lot of doorways. The doctor of Baicaotang is a relative of the county magistrate. The people of the Yang family are crazy, no matter how rich they are, you can afford to provoke the county master? ”

"But so far, the Yang family hasn't seen anything big? Yesterday I heard that they brought their master back. ”

"What? Can you come back? ”

"That is, this master of the Yang family must have his own way, otherwise, where did he get all this money?"

A group of people chatted nonsense and drank the mutton soup loudly. After eating and drinking, I settled the accounts with the vendors, and I was busy running a living.

Qin Chen naturally couldn't hear these people's conversations, and at this time in the morning, he was usually still sleeping. What's more, I stayed up all night last night.

can be mixed into a small county county county order, Qin Chen is not a simple person. The people of the Yang family can't afford to mess with it, and their nephew can't die in vain. finally died, if you can't squeeze out the money, your own county order will be meaningless.

Qin Chen was still asleep, but he was very energetic in ancient times.

Looking at the snow outside in the morning, I felt indescribably comfortable. After all, he is a scholar, and what he likes more is the feeling of this snow.

But the morning was not good, and a violent knock on the door forced Gu Shi to get dressed and open the door to welcome the guests.

It was the soldiers from the county government who came, and their faces were full of horror.

"What's wrong?" Gu Shi looked at the panicked soldiers and asked.

"Master, that... The dead man lying in the Hundred Grass Hall is gone!" The soldier replied hurriedly.

In ancient times, he was shocked, the dead man lying in the hundred grass hall was this Qin Chen's nephew! At the moment, he hurriedly stabilized Xiao Bing's mood and said, "Take me forward, don't tell the master first, and wait for Master Qin to wake up." ”

"Yes."

The two men panicked and walked out of the house.

When I got there, I realized that I was thinking too much. The dead man lying on the ground is still there, and in ancient times, he carefully matched the corpse according to the corpse sheet, and the score was exactly the same. Gone, it was another person who had been locked up in the hut - Zhao Erzhu.

"When did you notice that there was one less person in the house?" In ancient times, he asked the soldiers who watched the night.

"Back to Master, it was not long ago. My brother and I stayed outside, and somehow we felt a noise inside. Then I went in to take a look, and all of a sudden, I saw that the kid was gone. The soldier replied.

Gu Shi frowned, three or four days have passed since this case, and it is true that he has not taken a good look at this scene. Now that there is one less person, it is a little strange.

"This is something that our master doesn't know yet, since I don't know, don't talk about it. Otherwise," Gu Shi paused and said, "Do you know that this dead man is the nephew of our county lord." ”

The soldier looked frightened, hurriedly knelt down, and said, "I understand what the master means, then I won't mention this matter, and I won't mention it again." ”

Gu Shi nodded, and walked back with the wind and snow.

This matter is becoming more and more strange, and it was understood in ancient times that it could not be concealed for long. What he wants to do now, he doesn't know.

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