Early the next morning, Li Sangrou and the Golden Retriever, a young country couple, dressed up, the Golden Retriever pushed a wheelbarrow with plowshares, shovels, and shovels, and a brand-new spinning wheel.

After the busy autumn, picking up farm tools is a regular action of the thrifty family.

This little couple actually went to Jiangdu City to pick up farm tools, this must be taking the opportunity to run out and play for a day or two, it seems that they are newly married couples, look, even the spinning wheel is newly bought.

The two of them walked and rested, and at the beginning of Shen, they entered Fanjiaji, found a place to eat in Fanjiaji, and when they went east out of Fanjiaji, the sun had set.

The Fan family's cemetery extends down a hillside, and the large and small graves are planted with cypress and locust trees.

The golden retriever put the car away, and Li Sangrou looked at the names on the tombstone one by one, looking for Fan Ping'an.

It is not a few days before the winter solstice, and the custom in the area of Jiangdu City is to add a grave to repair the grave and go to the grave to worship before the winter solstice.

At this time, in the Fan family cemetery, the graves that have just been repaired and newly added soil are everywhere, and the tombstones are all wiped very clean, and it is impossible to see which is the new grave and which is the old grave.

The two of them went back and forth to find most of the cemetery, and when the sun set on the horizon, the golden retriever jumped high and beckoned to Li Sangrou.

He found Fan Ping'an's grave.

Li Sangrou went straight to the place where the wheelbarrow was placed, took two shovels, and threw a handful to the golden retriever who rushed down all the way.

The two of them rushed to Fan Ping'an's grave in three steps and two steps, and dug their heads.

The new grave soil is loose, and the two men quickly dug up the grave and dug up the coffin.

Li Sangrou held the shovel, looked at the coffin that was directly buried, and sighed.

Wen Shunzhi said that he was the spy deputy envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty in Southern Liang, leading the rank of four-rank military attaché.

But now, dead here, buried here, with coffins and coffins, tombs without chambers, and being dug up by himself, his new boss still wants to break his body into pieces.

It's bleak and pitiful.

"Boss, I pried it open."

The golden retriever covered his mouth and nose with a hand towel, tied the shovel in the crack of the coffin, and turned around to remind Li Sangrou.

It has just been buried for two months, and when the coffin is opened, the corpse will definitely stink.

Li Sangrou also covered her mouth and nose with a hand towel, stepped forward, and also pierced the shovel in, and together with the golden retriever, pried open the lid of the coffin.

Fan Ping'an in the coffin has basically not changed, sleeping in the coffin is upright, there are too many rice grains stuffed in his mouth, his mouth is wide open, his hands are interlocked on his chest, and he is holding a Nanmu cylinder full of carved scriptures in his hand.

Li Sangrou put on fishskin gloves, gently pulled out the nanmu tube, and put it into the golden retriever's open cowhide bag.

Then, Li Sangrou pressed Fan Ping'an's hair, checked it little by little, untied her clothes, touched Fan Ping'an's collapsed sternum, pulled Fan Ping'an up from the side, and looked carefully under her.

Putting down Fan Ping'an, Li Sangrou took out the nanmu pipe from the cowhide bag, the nanmu pipe looked traceless, and a thin layer of wax was sealed on the outside.

Li Sangrou kneaded the wax, and the wax was sealed with a layer of lacquer, Li Sangrou unscrewed the Nanmu tube and poured out a very tightly rolled roll of raw xuan.

Opened the raw rice paper scroll, and between the two scriptures, there was a piece of paper full of words.

The golden retriever had already lit a thick incense stick and handed it to Li Sangrou.

Li Sangrou took advantage of the little glimmer on the incense stick's head, looked at the two lines, snuffed out the incense stick and handed it to the golden retriever, re-rolled it and stuffed the nanmu tube, and motioned to the golden retriever, "Bury him, let's go back quickly." ”

The two of them went back quickly, and in the first half of the night they arrived outside the city gate, found a place to curl up and slept until dawn, and entered the city between the first group of peddlers and pawns who entered the city.

When the two entered the house of the blind man, the door of the main courtyard of the blind man was open, the door of the house was open, and the snoring of the sleep was shocking.

Li Sangrou sat in the door, took out the nanmu pipe, took out the piece of paper, looked at it carefully, sighed lowly, and motioned to the golden retriever, "Wake him up." ”

The golden retriever slapped the blind rice on the head, and the blind rice jumped up, glared at the golden retriever and scolded, "You monkey!" ”

"It's the boss who called you." The golden retriever replied happily.

"You yellow-haired monkey!" The blind man scolded again, and turned to Li Sangrou, "Dig it out?" People are right? ”

"Hmm. You help me check someone.

This person arrived in Jiangdu City for a day or two at most before August 12, lived in Anfu Laohao, and left on the morning of August 13.

It should have come alone and walked alone.

About forty years old, medium-sized, not fat or thin, with fair skin, obvious bags under the eyes, and a sticky beard, probably a eunuch.

When he left, he rode a tall black horse, and the horse was very handsome.

On the day of the twelfth, he wore a moon-white cocoon silk gown, tied a moon-white silk silk, wore a four-season peace fan bag, and a ruyi purse, all of which were moon-white, and a mutton fat hosta was used in his hair.

When he left on the thirteenth, he wore a fragrant cloud gauze gown, a fragrant cloud gauze cloak, and a dark gray soft foot.

The more detailed the investigation, the better.

Also, steal the store calendar of the old Anfu in August. ”

Li Sangrou said quickly and softly.

The blind man listened attentively with his ears pricked up, nodding his head as he listened.

The golden retriever's face was full of adoration and admiration.

His boss is really powerful!

The blind man carried his blind cane and went out in good spirits.

The golden retriever looked for a place to catch up on sleep, Li Sangrou went to Perfume Street to take a bath, came out and went to the Tongfudi store, shrunk on the innermost empty bunk, and slept until mid-afternoon.

When she woke up, Li Sangrou came out, scooped a bowl of water, wiped the corners of her eyes and mouth with her fingers dipped in water, washed her face, poured water, squatted for a while, put down the bowl and went out.

The home of the dead Zhao Mingcai Zhao shopkeeper is across the street from the Tongfu Di store, Li Sangrou walked to the back corner door of the Zhao shopkeeper's house, looked at no one around, stabbed the lock with a thin iron drill, and flashed into the door.

Compared to the last time she came, the back garden here is very decayed.

It's November, and it's time to decay.

Li Sangrou solemnly argued in her heart, and walked along the wall to the main courtyard.

Not far away, under an old pomegranate tree in front of which the leaves had fallen, the eldest son of the shopkeeper Zhao, sixteen-year-old Zhao Dalang, leaned against the trunk of the tree, hung his head, and the whole person was in a ball, squatting under the tree like a stone.

Li Sangrou stopped, listened attentively to the movements around her for a while, relaxed her steps, and took two steps forward.

Zhao Dalang raised his head and looked at Li Sangrou in a daze.

Li Sangrou took a few steps forward, squatted in front of Zhao Dalang, and smiled at him, "My surname is Li, and they all call me Sister Sang." ”

Zhao Dalang's eyes widened little by little, "You ......"

Li Sangrou pointed to her lips, "It's me, did your father tell you anything?" ”

"No, A-Niang doesn't know."

Zhao Dalang burst into tears, and his voice choked.

"Uncle said that Daddy is a spy in Northern Qi. That day, the officers and soldiers came out of the store and went to the night incense shop, saying that you are also a secret spy, do you know how my father died? My dad is really a spy? ”

"That's smart."

Li Sangrou's heart relaxed and smiled.

With this intelligence, he will be able to support the Zhao family in the future.

"Your father turned out to be from Northern Qi, and because of your aunt, he came to this Jiangdu City, you know this, right?"

"I know, Daddy was the son of the Northern Qiwen family before." Zhao Dalang nodded again and again.

"On the day of your father's death, Prince Rui's son was plotted and fled into the Tongfu Mansion store, your father saved him, and asked me to send him to Jianle City.

Your father is not a spy of Northern Qi, he just couldn't bear to watch the old master die in front of him, so he rescued him.

Your uncle has accused you of unfilial piety again? Where's your aunt? Why don't you care about your uncle? ”

"A-Niang can't control her uncle, A-Niang loves her uncle the most, and when she heard Daddy's death letter, A-Niang fell ill."

Zhao Dalang burst into tears.

"Uncle didn't let me invite a doctor, saying that Daddy was a collaborator, he died, Auntie should be happy, not sick.

Before Daddy was buried, my uncle accused me of being unfilial, saying that Auntie's illness was all angry with me, and that I would be angry with Auntie, and let the government sentence me to hang.

I didn't dare to tell A-Niang. Daddy used to say: Ah Niang is delicate, don't tell Ah Niang everything. I told A-Niang, but it was useless.

This time, my uncle sued me again, and I didn't dare to tell my mother. ”

Zhao Dalang choked up and couldn't go on.

"I will kill Yang Xian. In the future, don't cry anymore, stand up straight and stand firm, and support the Zhao family. ”

Li Sangrou said softly.

Zhao Dalang glared at Li Sangrou, surprised by sluggishness.

"There are two sentences that you should remember:"

Li Sangrou said solemnly:

"First, despite what you have experienced, you still have to be as kind as ever.

The first thing to do is to be kind.

It's just that kindness also has thorns in kindness, your dad has done a good job, and your aunt only has kindness but no thorns, which is not good.

Second, the rice blind man who lives on the edge of the Sanqing Temple in the south of the city is good at fortune telling, especially your life, if there is anything difficult in the future, go to the rice blind man and ask him to give you a divination.

Got a note of? ”

"Write it down, be kind. If you have something to do, go to the blind man on the edge of Sanqingguan in the south of the city. I know him, he doesn't have eyes. ”

"You also have two younger sisters and a younger brother? How old are they? ”

"The eldest sister is twelve, the younger sister is seven years old, and the younger brother is only two years old."

"Well, take care of your sister and brother, and teach them well, you are a brother and a father.

In the future, when your sister gets married, and you marry your brother, remember to tell the blind man and ask him to give you an auspicious day. ”

Li Sangrou said as she stood up.

"You've seen me about this, and you've hidden it in your heart."

"Okay, Mulberry...... Auntie, you can really kill your uncle...... Yang Xian? Zhao Dalang followed and stood up.

"Hmm. Tomorrow morning, you will go to the doctor. Also, what shouldn't be said, don't tell your aunt first, let her recover quietly, and then tell her.

I'm leaving. ”

Li Sangrou smiled, waved at Zhao Dalang, and left without looking back.