A day later, the carriage arrived in Yangzhou. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Jiue sat in the car and looked at Chen Lan, who was sitting opposite and asleep. When he heard that he was about to enter the city, he closed his eyes a little relaxed.

Chen Lan was awake in the inn last night, afraid that something would happen. So, now he sleeps groggyly.

Outside is a lively scene on the streets of Yangzhou, with flying flowers hovering in front of the tall horses. Kuju didn't look outside, only looked at the person opposite.

In the past, the sect leader told her the story of a woodcutter who went to the mountains to chop wood, and came back after watching the gods play chess, but after hundreds of years, the village under the mountain changed its appearance, and his axe was rotten.

The day after this story was told, it snowed heavily in the mountains, burying all the flowers that had not had time to wither, and some of which were still blooming, and poured up the mountain like a river. When the family opened the door, he saw an old monk with snowflakes on his head standing in front of the door. The old monk said he wanted to see the sect leader.

At that time, the sect leader stood in the snow with an umbrella in his hand, watching from afar as the man walked step by step from the snow. When the man approached, the leader said, "It's like a world away." ”

At that time, staying by the sect leader's side, Jiuzhong, who was only tall enough to reach the sect leader's knees, raised his face and asked the sect leader: "What is like a world away?" ”

The leader said, "When the woodcutter goes back, he can't see the original person, and it's like a world away." ”

"It's like a world away." Jiuju looked at Chen Lan and suddenly felt such a feeling in his heart.

Why do you feel like you're in a different world?

Kue, who was about to start, was startled by the sudden halt of the carriage.

A crunch sound sounded outside:

"I counted that you would arrive today, and I was waiting at the door."

This is the territory of the Shuiyun Sect in Yangzhou. Miss Yanxia was married to a woman, and at this time, she held the woman's bun and entertained them very neatly. She only spoke three or five sentences, and she had already arranged them properly.

After Chen Lan was led to the guest room, Jiuju stepped forward to take her hand and said with a smile:

"My good housekeeper daughter-in-law, you might as well leave that soft Xiucai and follow me."

Yanxia is married to a Xiucai, and although she is still in charge here, she rarely comes over. This time, when I heard that Jiu Zhen was coming, Yanxia, who had a deep relationship with her, took leave with her in-laws and went back to her parents' house to the Shuiyun Sect.

Yanxia pulled out a hand and tapped her cheek: "My soft show is a person who can write splendid articles, who wants you to only fight and kill." ”

Saying that she was going to order Jiuju again, Jiuzhong smiled and went to hide, and did not forget to continue: "Who doesn't know my sister's reputation in the rivers and lakes!" In my opinion, only a person like me can match a sister with outstanding martial arts. ”

Kue slipped under her arm, escaped her beating, and pulled her clothes: "Sister likes to wear long-sleeved clothes that cover her wrists?" I think it's a pretty good pattern, so I'll cut one for me when I get back. ”

Seeing that Jiuzhong wanted to pull her sleeve, Yanxia hurriedly pushed her, and covered the sleeve down again, and the appearance of laughing was gone. She pulled Jiuju to sit down and said:

"I'm not the only one who has you coming today. When the three families of Zheng, Jiang, and Yan heard that the emperor was going to call the shots for them, they all stretched their necks and waited. ”

The Zheng, Jiang, and Yan families were in business for the emperor. And the Gentile did not know why, but he preferred a stone somewhere in the country. Strangely, as long as these stones pass through the hands of these three families, they often sell very well. For this reason, the emperor entrusted these businesses to them. The national treasury is getting fuller.

Every few years, they elect a leader. I don't know why, the right hand of each session of the master has an extra little thumb, which is six fingers, they say that only such a person can be the master, and the six fingers are a symbol of glory.

Zheng Bao, who was elected last year, has six fingers that he is proud of. Unfortunately, however, he was killed by his own men. There is no such person in these three families, and I don't know who should be in charge. After everyone quarreled for a while, they let the emperor call the shots.

After seeing that there was no one around, Kue asked Yanxia to lean her ear over:

"The Emperor has an idea, but it's not easy to do."

"What's the idea?"

"He wants to put the man who killed Zheng Bao in power."

It's not easy. First of all, Jiuju and the others had to rush to the prison first to fish out the murderer who was about to be sent to the executioner.

The murderer was Jiang Su.

Jiang Su sat on the ground, expressionlessly watching the crowd of people nearby busy with their work. There was a newly dead prisoner there, and no one carried him up.

Because of the importance of this prisoner, everyone suspected that he had been killed, so they discussed that he should be sent for an autopsy. They suspected that this man had died of poison, and the old Wu in the yamen was the best at identifying this.

A new jailer reached out to move the corpses, and when he found that the others had not moved, he looked at them in a daze: "Why don't you do it?" ”

"What a move!" A jailer slapped his head at him, "You move him up, and the old soldier will run away as soon as he enters the yamen." He hadn't come to the yamen for an autopsy for half a month, and it was not easy to catch him once. ”

Jiang Su was about to be smoked to death by the smell of the corpse, and thought to himself that what kind of old Wu and sixth man he was, hurry up and come to someone.

After a quarter of an hour, an old man in his seventies and eighties was coaxed into prison: "We bought food and drinks, thinking of calling you to Lele." ”

"I said, you, how can anyone be happy in prison." Lao Wu staggered down the stairs and passed by the door of Jiang Su's cell. He stopped and pointed specifically at Jiang Su:

"Those who eat good food and food in prison are death row inmates."

Jiang Su stared at him deadly.

Lao Wu grinned and turned around: "Okay, wine, wine?" ”

As soon as he turned around, he saw the corpse on the other side. Lao Wu shouted that he was fooled, and turned around to leave, but the jailer hurriedly stopped him, and the rest also came to help:

"Grandpa, you should come and have a look! If this man dies unexplained, we will have to die unexplained when we turn back! ”

"You said you ......" Facing the jailers who were holding his thighs, Lao Wu lost his temper, "Then, just look at it!" ”

Lao Wu first vomited in front of the corpse for half an hour. As a man, he couldn't see the corpse. The jailers waited with their noses covered, and no one dared to say no.

When he had vomited enough, he looked at the body for a while, pricked it twice with a needle, and concluded that he had been poisoned.

The jailers were thankful for sending him out. Lao Wu took a pot of wine, and still walked back leisurely. This time, when he passed by the door of Jiang Su's cell, Lao Wu stopped again.

He looked at Jiang Su and snorted from his nose.

For some reason, Jiang Su felt that the person in front of him was not despising him as a murderer at this time, but hinting at something.

Although he couldn't guess for a moment.

At this time, someone shouted and said, "Jiang Su, someone has come to see you." ”