When Yang Shouwen returned to the scene, it was almost an hour later.

The onlookers had gradually dispersed, leaving only seven or eight people dressed as tolerances, cleaning up the scene and carrying the bodies.

Tamura was standing aside, talking to a man.

Yang Rui, on the other hand, stood beside the man in a regular manner, with his hands hanging at his sides, as if listening to the conversation between the two.

He was the first to see Yang Shouwen, and hurriedly said a word to the man.

The man and Tamura nodded, then turned around and looked at Yang Shouwen.

It was a fine sunny day, and after a heavy rain last night, the sky was clear and cloudless. A blazing sun hung high in the air, exceptionally bright. The sun in mid-autumn is warm and not blazing, and it feels very comfortable to shine on your body.

The man was about six feet tall, almost 180 centimeters tall.

The Tang ruler is different from the Han ruler, and one ruler is about thirty-one centimeters. The man was wearing a black head, a green shirt, half an arm, a pair of black leather ** boots under his feet, and a jade belt tied around his waist, which looked quite stylish.

He wasn't very burly, he was a little thin.

Wearing this dress on his body made him a little more bookish.

In his hand, he held a mountain cane, and at one end of the cane was an iron ball in the shape of a hexagonal fogue, the size of a baby's fist.

When Yang Shouwen saw this man, he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Daddy, why are you here?"

A complicated look flashed in the man's eyes.

He nodded and said in a deep voice: "It's not your business here, and it's not convenient for you to stay here, so let's go home first...... Don't go to herd cattle today, stay at home. When this is over, I'll go back and have something to say to you. ”

The man is Yang Chenglie, the lieutenant of Changping County, and he is also Yang Shouwen's biological father.

There was some indifference in his words, as if he was not talking to his own son, but more like he was instructing his subordinates in the yamen.

Yang Shouwen seems to be accustomed to Yang Chenglie's tone.

In fact, in the past seventeen years, although he has lived a chaotic life, he also knows that Yang Chenglie doesn't seem to treat him very well.

Is it because you're stupid?

Maybe......

But he remembered that in the days when he was struck by lightning and rested in bed, Yang Chenglie would sit beside him and mumble to himself every night. It's just that Yang Chenglie's voice is always so small that Yang Shouwen can't hear it clearly.

In those days, Yang Shouwen also knew that Yang Chenglie didn't care about him.

But I don't know what the reason is, Yang Chenglie is deliberately indifferent to him, and he shows an attitude of ignoring him outside.

Just imagine, if Yang Chenglie really hates Yang Shouwen, Yang Shouwen can't live so freely.

He only needs to take away all the income of Zhitian, and Yang Shouwen and Yang's mother and daughter will become very difficult in this small village.

"Then I'll go back first."

Yang Shouwen responded respectfully, turned around and walked home.

Looking at his back, Yang Chenglie's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, but there was an inexplicable worry in his eyes.

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Small village, very lively.

People gathered in groups of three or five, talking to each other and discussing the murder that happened at the entrance of the village.

For people in this era, there is no special joy in life. When encountering a murder, people naturally show their instinct for gossip. A group of children were running and playing under the big acacia tree at the entrance of the village, and when Yang Shouwen appeared, several children immediately ran over laughing and laughing, and gathered around Yang Shouwen to talk non-stop.

In the eyes of these children, Yang Shouwen, who is a little stupid, is actually their friend.

"Brother son, do you know who that dead man is?"

Yang Shouwen shook his head and asked with a smile: "Of course I don't know, have you seen it?" ”

A child whispered, "Brother son, I've really seen that person...... Yesterday when I went to the mountains to collect medicine, I saw this man walking into the mountains. By the way, he also asked me how to get to Maitreya Temple, and gave me two cents. ”

As he spoke, the kid quietly took out two Kaiyuan Tongbao, which was quite ostentatious.

Yang Shouwen's eyes narrowed, and he took the two Kaiyuan Tongbao from the child's hands. Playing with it twice in his hand, he suddenly said, "Mountain dog, is it okay to give me these two pennies?" I'll give you five pennies, but you're not allowed to tell anyone about it. ”

Shan Gouzi almost didn't think about it, so he agreed to Yang Shouwen's request.

In his opinion, his brother-in-law was really stupid, and he actually exchanged five cents for two cents...... If you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard, of course the mountain dog agreed, and after taking the copper coin from Yang Shouwen, he ran away with the other children.

Yang Shouwen put the copper coin away and went home.

Don't look at Yang Shouwen has lived in this small village for more than ten years, but in fact, he is not very familiar with the people in the village.

The people in the village are reluctant to deal with a fool, and when Yang Dafang was alive, Yang Dafang came forward; And after Yang Dafang passed away, there was still Yang at home. If Yang can't solve the problem, someone will go to Yang Chenglie to negotiate.

Yang Shouwen returned home and told Yang that Yang Chenglie would come back later, so he came to the backyard alone.

"Young lady, get me a bowl of water, I want hot water."

The young lady was playing in the flower garden, and when she heard Yang Shouwen's shout, she simply agreed, and soon brought a bowl of hot water.

Putting the water bowl on the porch, Yang Shouwen sat cross-legged with his clothes on his clothes.

"Brother son, what are you doing?"

The young lady didn't go to play in the flower garden anymore, but followed Yang Shouwen's appearance, sat cross-legged beside him, and asked curiously.

Yang Shouwen smiled and said softly: "Young lady, can I make a trick for you?" ”

"Tricks? Yes, yes! Young ladies love to watch tricks the most! ”

The young lady suddenly smiled, clapped her little hands and laughed.

Yang Shouwen took out the two copper coins and threw them into the water bowl with a bang.

Then, he sat next to the bowl and looked at the water in the bowl without blinking his eyes. The young lady stared at a pair of big black eyes and watched with Yang Shouwen. After watching it for a while, she asked a little aggrieved: "Brother son, what kind of trick are you going to do...... The young lady's eyes are sore, but she doesn't see any tricks? ”

"Didn't you?"

Yang Shouwen's face showed a touch of joy.

He pointed to a layer of oil splashes floating on the water, and said softly: "Did the young lady see it, what is this?" ”

"Oil?"

Yang Youniang replied obediently, and then looked at Yang Shouwen suspiciously: "Brother son, the bowl I brought just now is clean, and there are no oil flowers." Where did this oil flower come about? Could it be that the son-in-law's brother conjured it up? How did it change? ”

"Smell it, does this oil flower smell?"

"Yes!"

The young lady picked up the water bowl, and then twitched her delicate little nose, "It's a little fishy, like the smell of mutton fat." ”

"That's right!"

Yang Shouwen poured out the hot water in the bowl, and then handed the two copper coins to the young lady.

"Thank you for helping me change the trick, this is a reward for the young lady."

The young lady couldn't help but be at a loss, but she still took the copper coin very happily.

Yang Shouwen stood up at this time, stretched his waist, moved his limbs, and then exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

He walked down the porch and stood in front of the flowerbed, but his eyes went beyond the news behind the flowerbed to the vast Hugu Mountain.

Maitreya Temple?

Yang Shouwen's eyes narrowed, muttering to himself, and his eyes flashed with curiosity.

At lunchtime, Yang Chenglie took Yang Rui to his home.

He first took Yang Rui to incense Yang Dafang, and then had dinner in the main hall.

According to the rules of the Tang Dynasty, Yang Dafang passed away, and Yang Chenglie should be dismissed from his official position and mourned for three years. However, Changping is located in the bitter cold border, the living environment is harsh, and the income is low, and it is also very dangerous. Most people, especially those with a bit of foundation, are reluctant to come here to work. In addition, Yang Chenglie has been in Changping for more than ten years, and he has always been very low-key, and his popularity is not bad. Therefore, after Yang Dafang passed away, Yang Chenglie proposed to dismiss the official and hold a funeral, but was rejected by Shangguan.

"Amanu, you are so bold."

After lunch, Yang Chenglie took Yang Shouwen to the mourning hall.

As soon as the door closed, his face became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that your dementia is cured, and you dare to beat your own brother!" And let Erlang report truthfully, what do you want? Didn't you want to take the opportunity to test my patience? ”

Yang Shouwen sighed in his heart, lowered his head and did not answer.

When he was struck by lightning and fell unconscious in bed, he noticed that Yang Chenglie's indifference to him seemed to have a last resort.