The guard next to the old man wanted to speak, but the old man waved his hand and said lightly: "Since you have made a mistake, you should be punished~." ”

Then he looked at Liu Xianling and said with a smile: "I don't know what Lao Yu just said......

"Master Zheng is not here, Shen Gangfu, you take this old gentleman to the house." Liu Xianling said.

"Lord Xie Liu~." The old man arched his hand and said.

Shen Gangfu nodded, half of the people brought by the old man stayed here, and the other half followed Shen Gangfu to the house with the old man.

The household room is the place where the household registration is stored, and when he walked to the door, Shen Gangfu turned around and said, "You can only go in for two people, and the rest of you will wait outside." ”

"Chu is coming in with me, and the others are waiting outside." The old man smiled, pointed to the man in charge, and walked in with him.

Next to the desk, the little girl was slowly grinding ink under her hand, but her eyes were staring at Chu Yun's hand, watching the square characters appear on the white paper.

Although her uncle has been teaching her to read for a long time, she can only recognize a few words on the paper, such as "beauty" and "under the moon", but she doesn't know it and doesn't care, looking at those good-looking words on the paper, she will feel comfortable inexplicably.

Every time Chu Yun writes, he will stop writing and mutter.

In my mind, information about the world kept flashing, and after sifting through it, I started writing again.

Yu'er looked at her uncle who was talking to herself strangely, and after grinding the ink, she saw her uncle hammering her shoulder, and immediately ran behind him, stretched out her little hand, and gently kneaded it.

After pinching for a while, his wrist was a little sore, so he moved a small chair, sat opposite Chu Yun, folded his hands and put them on the table, his head rested on it, tilted his head, blinked his big eyes flickering, looked at the pen shaft that kept shaking, and yawned slightly~.

Whenever I immersed myself in my own world, time passed very quickly, and the light in the room was a little dim, and when I looked up at the window, the sun was about to set down the mountain in the west.

He put down his pen and rubbed his shoulder, waiting for the ink on the last page to dry completely.

The little girl fell asleep lying in front of her, her pretty face was squeezed together on her arm, and there was a trace of crystal at the corner of her mouth, and the afterglow of the sunset shone in from the window, making her whole person immersed in a halo.

got up and took a piece of clothing and put it on her body gently, and when she walked out of the door, Sister Xiangji sat in the courtyard and talked quietly, and when she saw Chu Yun coming out, Xiangchen stood up and said, "I saw Xianggong writing something just now, so I didn't bother you, dinner is ready, Xianggong will wash his hands first." ”

Chu Yun nodded, and was about to wash his hands, Lao Chen walked in briskly from outside, looked at him, and then looked at Liu Xiangji, and hesitated for a moment before saying: "Uncle~, there is a little girl outside the house who has been standing at the door for a while, as if she is looking for you~." ”

"I'll go out and have a look first~." Chu Yun said a word to the incense mark and walked out of the door.

There are really a lot of people who come to him these days, all of them are the personal maids and maids of Miss and So-and-so, although they don't plan to accept the invitation, but it's not polite to let the family wait there.

Before he walked out of the house, he saw a girl in an emerald shirt wandering outside the gate, Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and walked back.

"You ......"

The girl kept pacing outside the door, still undecided, undecided whether to go to the man or not.

She came out with Miss on her back, what if Miss knew that she was unhappy when she came to him, but if she didn't look for him, how to solve Miss's troubles, she hesitated in her heart, and saw the person walking outside, and was about to muster up her courage, but after seeing him see herself, she actually ran back again, obviously avoiding herself, her mouth was deflated, and she stretched out her finger to point at his back, and the tears of grievance were about to drop.

"Bad guy~!"

"Rogues~!"

"Dengzi~!" 、

"No conscience~!"

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……

Tears swirled in her eyes, but they still didn't fall, and the girl endured the grievances in her heart and vented all her grievances on the small tree by the wall.

"What are you doing~?"

A puzzled voice came from the doorway, and the girl turned her head sharply to see the bad guy standing in the doorway, looking at herself with a surprised expression.

"Here's this for you~."

Chu Yun didn't intend to ask the little girl what kind of grudge she had with this tree, so he walked over and handed her a thin book in his hand.

The girl had one foot in the air, and the mist in her eyes had not dissipated, and she looked at Chu Yun in a daze, and forgot to reach out to pick it up for a while.

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Sujiang County Ya, Shen Gangfu leaned against the door of the house, holding a branch in his mouth, and glanced into the room again suspiciously.

What the hell was the old man looking for in there, so old that he knelt inside and cried, and the scribes in the household were all frightened.

"I ...... I secretly ran out by myself, you, don't tell our young lady~. ”

The girl named Xiaojuan trotted away, seeing her back disappear into the alley, and the words she said before leaving rang in Chu Yun's ears.

"What the hell is this woman doing~......" Chu Yun rubbed his eyebrows and muttered.

With her character, it is obviously impossible to give up on herself, so what is the purpose of such inaction? It was Xiaojuan who secretly ran over, and he knew that Zeng Shiyun's situation had reached that point.

Is it because of thin skin?

However, whether or not what happened that night, Chu Yun couldn't watch her passively accept that fate, if Li Xuan was right, with those things, the problem had been solved now, right?

But why do you still feel irritated for no reason~?

"Uncle~, it's ...... to eat"

Yu'er's voice faintly came from inside, and Chu Yun temporarily suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, turned around and walked back.

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A girl named Xiaojuan ran out of the alley with the book in her arms.

"It seems that the bad guy is not so bad~." muttered to himself, bought two sugar gourds on the side of the street, and walked forward in a hurry.

Since she was a child, she has been by the side of Miss, although she can't ----- all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting that Miss knows, but at least she has learned words with Miss and knows poetry.

The bad guy is not ------ bad guy anymore.

The poems written by the boy are very powerful, the last time in that garden, so many people were scared, and I heard that those who wanted to compete for the Oiran cried and begged him to write poems for himself, and the last time her mother gave Shi Miaomiao five hundred taels of silver and asked her to find the son, she heard them all.

Hum~! Why did she Shi Miaomiao let that son write poems, and she hadn't flown on the branches as a phoenix, these days, she said those strange things in front of Miss all day long, if Miss hadn't stopped her, she wouldn't have gone up and tore her mouth.

Quietly slipped through the back door into the Qunyu Courtyard, the young lady just went out to find Sister Wanqing, she had a chance to sneak out, gently pushed the door open, and heard a familiar voice.

"Xiaojuan~, where did you go just now~?"

Hurriedly hid the things in his arms, if he let Miss know, he would definitely let her return it, grinned and showed two rows of white teeth, and said: "Miss~, I just went out and bought two strings of sugar gourds, give you a string of ......"

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The sky had completely darkened, and there was finally movement inside, Shen Gangfu spit out the dead branches in his mouth, and saw the old man and the young man walking out of the house.

"I'm sorry~, I'm sorry for the trouble~." The old man arched his hand at him and said.

"The old man has found what he wants~?" Shen Gangfu asked curiously.

I guessed in my heart that seeing that he was crying so sadly just now, he should have found it, and ------ result didn't seem to be so satisfying.

The old man didn't answer directly, but asked with a smile: "Dare to ask this head catcher, are all the household registrations in this county all here, are there any shortcomings~?" ”

"I can't say that the household registration of all the population is here, but it's probably not much different." Shen Gangfu replied.

Some time ago, I took my brothers to check the population door to door, unless it is those black households who hide in the mountains and do not come out, there are as many household registrations as there are in each village, which will not be bad.

"Thank you~." The old man smiled kindly, pointed to the young man who was scolded by the rod today, and now he was held by the two of them, and said to Shen Gangfu: "The old emperor is not strict, when he first arrived in your mansion, he let him make such a big mistake, I don't know ......."

Shen Gangfu waved his hand and said, "Since the torture has been carried out, you can take him away, remember not to ride the horse in Qingjiang City." ”

Liu County Ling obviously didn't want to get too close to these people, so he specially instructed him these during the day, and he wouldn't say anything if he wanted to come to the county lieutenant.

"Chubo, shall we go to that village now?" The old man walked out of the county office with more than a dozen guards, and the man named Chu Zheng turned his head and asked.

The old man known as Chu Bo looked up at the sky and said, "Let's find an inn to stay in first, and we'll talk about it early tomorrow morning." He looked back at the tall county gate again, and his face showed a deep sadness that could not be dissolved.

Early in the morning of the second day, a group of people led the horses out of the city gate, and more than a dozen guards flew on the horses, and a horse led the carriage and galloped away in a certain direction.

Half an hour later, Chujia Village welcomed a group of strange guests.

It's strange, but it's because these more than ten people are riding tall horses, and they look like they've been in the dust, as if they've been on a lot of roads, and outsiders come from poor rural places, most of them are poor relatives of their families in the village, when did they have such a battle?

"I don't know what a few people are doing in my Chujia Village?" Seeing these people get off the horse, the old man of Chujia Village walked over and asked.

Towards the big strong brother not far away, he secretly glanced at him, and when he didn't know what these outsiders meant, it was always wrong to be vigilant.

"Brother, this is Chujia Village, right?"

Looking at the kind old man opposite, it didn't seem that he was looking for trouble, Mura Zheng relaxed a little and said, "This is Chujia Village." ”

"I don't know if the old brother recognizes Chu Han?"

"Chu Han?"

It turned out that he was looking for someone, and Muramasa muttered the name in his mouth, obviously having some impressions, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The village is full of rough people who have never read books, and the names are all names such as Da Zhuang and Erzhuang, Ergou and Sancang, Chu Han, such an elegant name is not like something that people in the village can take out.

At this moment, another elderly villager muttered, "Chu Han, is Chu Xiucai called this name~?" ”

Muramasa patted his head and suddenly said, "Ah~!" How did you forget Chu Xiucai~! ”

Turning his head to look at the old man, he said: "Yes, there used to be such a person in the village, who moved from outside with his wife twenty years ago, and later settled in the village, and was the only talent in the village, but he has been dead for many years, are you looking for him~?" ”

"Twenty years ago, yes~, yes~......."

Hearing Muramasa's description, two lines of muddy old tears fell from the old man's eyes, and his voice choked up, "Young master~, the old slave is late~!" ”

"Young master~, the old slave should have stopped you in the first place~!"

At the end of a lonely grave in Chujia Village, more than ten figures stood solemnly, and the old man surnamed Chu stroked the cold and rough tombstone, his expression sad and full of self-blame.