Li Fuzi returned to the private school.

I don't worry about Li Ruyu, the shoulder blade is pierced, and it can be completely healed after two or three months of rest.

The trouble is the two of them in Kitajo.

Beizhen Fusi, who was born for strangers, if he knew that Li Ru was torpedoed and did not die, he would probably be captured alive, and the fate could be imagined, and it would not be easy.

But there are more than 300 people in Fanmian Village, how can the mouth of the people be sealed.

Moreover, Li Ruyu killed Sun Widower, Zhao Ergou and others will inevitably hold a grudge and retaliate against it.

Take Ruyu away?

Li Fuzi himself first denied this idea.

Let's not say that Li Ruyu is injured, if he leaves abruptly, will the two of Beizhen Fusi not be suspicious, leaving Fanmian Village, the world is big, but there is no hiding place for himself and Li Ruyu.

Even the isolated Fan Mian Village can be found, and the pervasive ability of Beizhen Fuji can be seen.

After a long time, the master sighed helplessly.

I'm afraid that I can only let it fall into the clear sky and thunder, if these two people find the clue, they have no choice but to kill them with a sword, so that Li Ruyu is safe for a while, and he has to go by himself in the future.

Li Fuzi looked lonely.

Ten years of writing and ink accumulation can't be expressed, unwilling......

Li Ruyu, who was carried home, had his wounds bandaged and treated, and he was still in a coma, and the crowd did not disperse until Aunt Zhou and Xiaoxiao arrived.

After leaving Li Ruyu's house, the two of them got together.

Whether to report to the official or not makes everyone very entangled.

Report to the official, Li Ruyu is likely to be arrested and sent to the prison in Bishan County, waiting to be beheaded after next autumn.

If you don't report it, there is a big cool law three feet above your head, and it is murder after all.

Widow Wang, who had been boiling medicine in the backyard, walked into the bedroom, looked at Li Ruyu carefully for a while, touched his forehead again, sighed faintly, took off the hosta from her head and handed it to Aunt Zhou, "Give it back to you." ”

Aunt Zhou took it, a little grateful, but she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, so she had to smile.

The widow smiled reluctantly and turned away.

Laugh at the grudge.

After Aunt Zhou was busy, she was worried about Li Ruyu's injury again, but occasionally she looked back and looked at her daughter sitting in front of Li Ruyu, looking at him with a face and a foolish look, and her heart suddenly felt very full.

All his life is for his children.

came in with the medicine, the room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, and after it cooled, he fed Li Ruyu with Xiaoxiao.

Li Ruyu's breathing became smoother and smoother.

Aunt Zhou and Xiaoxiao both breathed a sigh of relief, as the master said, there should be no big problems.

Zhao Changyi was basking in the sun, chatting and gossiping with the two old men, basically he was saying, the two old men were listening, and the two of them were already taciturn.

Of the two, Zhao Changyi is obviously dressed as an official, how dare the two old men say more.

Too much talk can make you lose it all.

This is a truth that no dynasty can overcome, even after tens of thousands of years.

Zhao Changyi liked the silence of the two very much.

I chattered endlessly, I was also in a remote village, the only slave died of illness, and became a child without a father and no mother, no one cares about no one, a steamed bun is eaten in two meals, the favorite is the lotus leaf rice made by the big families in the village, and I am not afraid of the jokes of the two old people, I also climbed over the high wall and climbed over the beam to steal food.

The lotus leaf rice is really fragrant.

Later, a fortune teller came and said that I was a hard person, and I would definitely be rich and rich in the future.

What a nonsense to tell the truth.

Old man, you may not believe it, but in order to survive, I also robbed the dogs of big families for food.

What Zhao Changyi didn't say was that the big family was wiped out overnight.

That dog meat is so fragrant.

Later, the old man will definitely not believe it, and then later, someone came to the capital, and the head of the first house of several thousand households and the feudal officials of the Beizhen Fusi personally accompanied me, and respectfully sent me to the capital, and the carriage was full of gold and silver sent by those local officials, and the horses were so heavy that they were tired to death.

I slept on it all night, but in fact, the feeling of sleeping on the gold and silver was not as good as I imagined, and it was very bonely.

Later, because of his lost political achievements, the feudal official built a scum embankment for a calm river in the territory, and Her Majesty the Empress gave him the title of a second-grade literary official.

He made a lot of money.

So, officialdom is actually very dark, and Her Majesty the Empress, who has created a prosperous and eternal peace, also has a time when she uses her official position to repay favors, otherwise those ministers can sit so steadily?

When I arrived in the capital, the fortune teller said that I was really rich, but after so many years, I still remember the desolation of those years, and I am very grateful to have such an experience, but occasionally I still have nightmares, dreaming of being chased by the dog all over the village......

So failure is not terrible.

It's scary that you would even believe that.

Zhao Changyi opened the conversation.

This pair of elderly people seems to be the old couple who often secretly stuffed sugar into their arms back then, and they were the only relatives in their hearts during that period.

Neither of them spoke, for they could not.

But they had a warm smile.

If Zhu Qi hadn't found him, Zhao Changyi would have been able to babble until it was dark.

Zhu Qi glanced at the two old men and lowered his voice, "Childe, the one who was killed is called Sun Widower, he has no children and no daughters, and that small courtyard is his, but when asked about the reason for being killed and who the murderer was, no one wants to say." ”

Zhao Changyi laughed, "Don't worry, let's stay here first, and find out who is injured in the village to know who the murderer is." ”

Next to the body of Sun Widower, there was still a bloody hunting knife.

The most important thing is that the real purpose of coming to Fanmian Village is not to target "strangers", but to do it easily.

Zhu Qi immediately nodded, "I'll go and requisition Sun Widower's yard." ”

Zhao Changyi somewhat appreciated Zhu Qi's resoluteness, and advised: "The bedroom should be changed, if there is no new one, find other villagers, hmm...... Give the money to buy it, after all, we are bad people, not robbers. ”

Zhu Qiying went immediately.

Zhao Changyi's mouth was a little dry, and he begged for a drink, and suddenly felt a little excited, and walked away.

When he walked away, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and sighed, his wrinkled old face had gone through the vicissitudes of time, and his voice was withered, "Old woman, the time has come." ”

There was relief in the muddy old eyes.

The old woman threw away the old clothes in her hand, her shriveled lips trembled, and she said angrily: "Then I won't sew and mend it, and I won't be able to wear it anyway, but fortunately, the shroud and longevity materials have already been prepared, and I don't know if we have a chance to settle down." ”

The old man scratched the bare itchy part of his foot, and moaned comfortably, a little sad, "Ermao is afraid that he was killed, Da Mao has never heard from him since he left Fanmian Village, and he is also very lucky, our Murong family, it is really broken." ”

The old woman opened her shriveled mouth, but she didn't say what she thought after all.

People like Ermao are clean even when they die.

Throw the face of our ancestors.

Da Liang sent people to Fanmian Village, and it is estimated that they followed the traces of Da Mao.

The old man hummed a little tune.

It's a pity that Zhao Changyi is gone, otherwise he should be able to hear it, this is the most authentic Beijing accent, and it is the favorite "Drunken Golden Branch" of the last emperor of Dayan more than 300 years ago.