Chapter 544: Murder

"Hey, Childe, your horse doesn't eat meat, and you don't even look at it. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The shopkeeper walked into the store with a small piece of fat, his face was full of unhappiness, and he complained to Zhu Ping'an.

"Oh, forget it if you don't eat it." Zhu Ping'an nodded very indifferently, calm and calm.

"Huh?"

The shopkeeper opened his mouth wide, then glanced at Zhu Ping'an again, and saw that Zhu Ping'an was very indifferently baking his clothes with a wooden stick, and after thinking for a long time, he looked at the people who were watching the excitement one after another without results, and then suddenly realized.

The people who were just curious and followed the shop guys out to watch the horses eat meat also came back at this moment, with all kinds of complaints and humiliations in their mouths, such as "How can there be any horses eating meat, it's really ****" and so on, but when I came back at this moment, I looked at Zhu Ping'an baking clothes with an indifferent face, and some of them squeezed but couldn't squeeze in the fire, only to realize it later.

The clothes were relatively thin, Zhu Ping'an baked them for a while and dried them, and the shop guy also sent Zhu Ping'an's ordered meal over at this time. It is a pleasure to be able to eat a hot meal when the wind and rain are shaking, and I took out the tender cucumbers pickled by my mother Chen and ate them beautifully.

When Zhu Ping'an was eating, someone entered the store in the rain and was soaked. This man, who was supposed to be a merchant on the way, hurried into the store with two baskets of goods on his shoulder. When he walked into the store, the merchant tried to squeeze around the fire to roast the fire, and the clothes, especially the goods in the basket, needed to be dried to reduce the loss caused by the wet goods.

However, just like when Zhu Ping'an first came in, the merchant couldn't squeeze in after a few squeezes. It was windy and rainy, the temperature was more than ten degrees lower than usual, but people's clothes were as thin as usual, and it was rare to rely on the fire to keep warm, and no one was willing to give up their positions.

The merchant looked at the goods in the basket distressedly and hung his head in frustration.

"Come on, my clothes are baked." Zhu Ping'an, who was eating, found out and stretched out his hand to the merchant.

"Thank you, Childe." The merchant thanked Zhu Ping'an with a happy face.

"You're welcome, it's just a gesture." Zhu Ping'an shook his head with a slight smile, packed up his things, and walked towards the empty position near the door.

The merchant thanked Zhu Ping'an again and again, and when he arrived at the fire, he put out the goods in the basket to bake, fortunately the baking was timely, and the loss was within an acceptable range, and he was even more grateful to Zhu Ping'an in his heart.

On a May day, Sun Monkey's face changed when he said it. Zhu Ping'an had just finished eating, and he found that the rain outside was getting lighter and lighter, and by the time Zhu Ping'an had sorted out his salute and changed into dried clothes, the rain outside had stopped.

Good people really have good rewards, Zhu Ping'an looked at the weather outside, hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and after paying off the 28 food money, Zhu Ping'an went out of the store with his luggage. He put the salute back on the horse, and when the horse had drunk enough water, he set out on the road north again.

Before sunset in the afternoon, Zhu Ping'an arrived at the wharf by the Yangtze River and caught the last passenger ship that anchored from the wharf and set sail.

There is a shed for livestock, and horses can be boarded, but they have to pay an extra fare. Zhu Ping'an paid two fares and led the horse to the boat. The sailors led the horses to the livestock shed, and Zhu Ping'an carried the luggage into the arranged cabin. There was already a person in the cabin, it was an old man who was visiting relatives in Nanjing, Zhu Ping'an came in to say hello to the old man and then put the salute under the bed and settled down.

Anchor and set sail, all the way down the river, because it had just rained, the air with a damp and slightly cool, Xi Xi cool breeze blowing, lying on the cabin bed comfortable.

When anchoring and setting sail, it has sunset in the evening, although it has just rained heavily, but the precipitation along the Yangtze River is scarce recently, the river water line is much lower than in previous years, and the reefs in many places along the way have also surfaced or although they have not surfaced, but they have also caused hidden dangers to ship navigation, considering these circumstances, the speed of ship navigation is much slower than in previous years.

This also strengthened Zhu Ping'an's idea of riding into Beijing after arriving in Nanjing.

After a short rest, the fatigue of riding the horse all the way was swept away, and it was very quiet outside except for the sound of water. Zhu Ping'an lit the oil lamp in the cabin and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his luggage. When riding a horse on the road, Zhu Ping'an revisited the matter of impeachment and murder, and re-reviewed the similar allusions and information documents that he had seen in modern times in his memory, and summarized the key points in it. Now, with the light of the oil lamp, Zhu Ping'an sorted out the summary on rice paper.

"Young man, are you going to Ying Tianfu to take the hospital exam?" The old man in the same cabin watched Zhu Ping'an splash ink on the oil lamp and asked in an affirmative tone.

"I ......" Zhu Ping'an stopped his pen and considered how to answer the old man.

"I have a nephew like you, who also went to Yingtianfu to take the hospital exam, but he already set off a few days ago." The old man didn't wait for Zhu Ping'an to answer, so he classified Zhu Ping'an among the people who participated in the hospital examination.

"Where's the young man?" The old man asked again.

"I'm from Anqing Mansion." Zhu Ping'an replied.

"Anqing Mansion is good, one of you has been admitted to the top student, have you heard?" After the old man heard that Zhu Ping'an was from Anqing Mansion, he nodded continuously.

"Hmm." What else can I say, Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to nod.

"This is your first time taking the college exam, and it's a little late, but the first time you take the college exam, it's mainly to accumulate experience. My nephew is the third time this year, and I have prepared his luggage, let me tell you, you have to prepare a hollow inkstone and brush to participate in the college examination...... "The old man is more talkative, and even gave Zhu Ping'an the experience of several college examinations.

Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to listen, occasionally humming, the old man chatted energetically, until it was quiet outside in the dead of night, in the middle of the moon, and the talkative old man was too old to stay up late, and finally fell asleep.

After the old man slept, Zhu Ping'an continued to splash ink, sort out and summarize relevant information, and did not blow out the oil lamp until midnight and began to sleep.

When I got up the next morning, it was about five or six o'clock, and the passenger ship had sailed to Dangtu County, Taiping Province, and it was only an hour or two away from Nanjing. After Zhu Ping'an got up and washed, he fed the horses with aquatic plants, returned to the cabin to pack his luggage, and prepared to wait for the ship to get off the ship when it arrived at Yingtianfu.

Zhu Ping'an had just finished cleaning up here, and he felt a commotion outside the boat, and then soon the boat stopped against the river.

"The official errand handles the case, please make it convenient for you, dock and disembark and wait for the official family to finish the errand before we go on the road." The owner of the passenger ship went from cabin to cabin to inform the guilty plea.

When he got off the boat, Zhu Ping'an heard that it seemed that there was a murder here, and the county magistrate was leading the official to handle the case. (To be continued.) )