"Who is it that you are reporting?" Zhao Di asked.

The handlebar style is Zhang Du, he turned his head and said respectfully, "Back to the prince, I heard that it was a beggar, holding a note, delivering it to the county office, and asking who gave the note, the beggar couldn't tell why." ”

Jian Qing learned this information from Shi Zhong at the same time, she was a little stunned, she found the food box on the front foot, and now someone has reported it, is there any connection in the middle?

Originally, for Jian Qing, even if the whistleblower was not the murderer, it was possible that he was related to the murderer, but if there was no clue even about the whistleblower now...... Jian Qing felt that the county government's ability to catch fast was really a bit poor!

"Where is the little beggar now?" Jian Qing asked, she was a little worried, "You won't let people go, will you?" ”

"Indeed." Shi Zhong's tone didn't show any emotion.

Although Jian Qing had expected it for a long time, she was still inevitably disappointed. It was useless to just complain, she asked, "Who took that note?" Where's the note? ”

Shi Zhong asked, "Jian Qing, you are in the county office, just a servant, could it be that you want to be the head of the patrol and arrest fast class?" ”

Jian Qing shook his head, "Uncle Shi, the little father has taught the little one, and the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, although the small one is just a puppet, if you have spare strength, do what you can, and the little one thinks that this is a small responsibility." Of course, if there are regulations in the county government, everyone will fulfill their duties, and they will not seek their own politics if they are not in their positions, and the small ones must abide by the rules. ”

Shi Zhong smiled, touched his beard, and smiled a little meaningfully.

Jian Qing is not a person who likes to kneel around, she pretended not to see Zhao Di waiting on the side, but went west, picked up the crowd, turned from the alley under the city wall to the main street, and chased Niu Er and them.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of the county office, Jian Qing caught up.

"Second Brother Niu, do you remember what the little beggar who gave you the note looked like at that time?" Jian Qing asked breathlessly.

Everyone paused, He Donglai was the most anxious, and looked at Niu Er like seeing a savior. The report is a little beggar, obviously, He Donglai has no enmity with the little beggar, who is using the little beggar's hand to fix him?

Niu Er looked at everyone's eyes, the pressure was a little great, he thought about it, scratched his hair for a long time, and then stammered, "I'm not tall, I'm dirty, I'm wearing a torn jacket, my pants and legs are torn one by one, my hair is full of mud, my face is very dirty, I can't see what it looks like." ”

It's so detailed, but it's not a word useful.

Jian Qing refused to give up so easily, "How tall do you grow?" Is it that high? She gestured to her shoulder, about one meter two.

"Almost!" Niu Er replied a little hard.

"Is the little beggar a man or a woman?"

"Male, male, right?" Niu Er scratched his head again, "I can't tell it's a man or a woman, this, I can't see this face clearly." Thin and small, how can you tell it? ”

He Donglai wanted to cry even more, so he had to look at Jian Qing as if asking for help, "This little brother, please help me to ask, who is it?" You say, if anyone dares to stand up, I will support him for the rest of his life. ”

Jian Qingxin said, otherwise, I will help you settle your grievances, and you will support me for a lifetime, right? But, isn't this a clear bribery? Even in such an age, she still did not want to sacrifice herself to the soul of the law and be tainted in any way.

She was not a Themis, but she had made a promise by the Law. Even if she drank Meng Po soup, she would never forget the oath she solemnly made.

Under the city wall on the left in the west of the city, there is a shack, about a stone's throw by the city gate, there is a forest, there was a land temple in the forest, and then the incense burnt was not continued, and gradually decayed, leaving a few remnants of the wall, barely able to block the wind, and became a place where wanderers or beggars gathered.

Jian Qing passed by here more than once, observing these people, although she didn't say that she knew these people very well, she generally knew their situation.

Hold up the perimeter with a stick and put pine branches or thatch on top of it, and it is a shack. The top height is not more than one meter, and the door of each house is nailed to the ground with two girl-shaped branches, one left and one right, and a wooden stick is hung horizontally, and a pot or clay pot is hung in the middle, which is the stove.

Along the western wall, walking forward, there was a man in the first family, and there were three children in the family, the eldest was five years old, and the youngest was still in the mother's womb. The woman came out of the shack, her inorganic pupils turned around, and began to pick up the ashes under the "stove", and threw a few sticks of firewood from the pyre at the door of the shack, and there were still sporadic sparks in the ashes, and after a while, new firewood began to smoke.

In the shack there were two children crawling on the haystack, and one of them rolled to the ground and began to cry, and the woman bent down and went in again.

The second was a single teenager, and at the door of the shack hung a curtain made of a very resilient grass to block the gaze of the outside.

Further on, it is a mother with a son and a daughter, daughter He Huaer is thirteen or fourteen years old, the burden of the family has been shouldered, before has been outside to help people do short-term work, trying all kinds of ways to earn a bite to eat, a few days ago I didn't see my daughter for two days, Jian Qing asked her son Xiaodunzi, who was less than five years old, and said that her sister went to a family in the city to be a subordinate person.

Seeing Xiao Dunzi sitting on a wooden horse and eating Wufanglou's pastries in his hands, Jian Qing's eyes narrowed.

Next door is a blind grandmother and granddaughter who escaped when the Yellow River was flooded. The granddaughter went nowhere, and the grandmother sat alone at the door of the shack, staring blankly ahead.

"Grandma Zheng, Grandma Zheng!" The young man who lived alone ran panting from outside the city gate, and when he got closer, he stepped on a dirt pit and threw himself forward, "Dong'er is gone, and the whole city can't find it!" ”

Jian Qing's footsteps paused, and when he saw the blind old lady's tears flowing down at once, she began to cry, "My poor Dong'er, my Dong'er ......"

The boy seemed to have lost all his strength, and just lay on the muddy ground after a light snowfall, his face facing the direction of the city wall, which Jian Qing could not see, but it was conceivable that there must have been tears on his face.

Perhaps at this time, in the young man's heart, the sky has fallen, and there is no light and heat in the world that belongs to him.

Jian Qing was a little unbearable, she suddenly remembered a sentence she had read when she was reading a book, "In this life, you may never meet a boy who loves you like this again", perhaps, for a teenager, a girl is more than lucky, and in this life may never meet a girl who can make him so haunted and worried.

Feelings are a very magical thing, a super-scientific existence, a purely natural existence. I don't know where I started, and I don't know where I went.