Listening to the gamblers passing by at that time, his fate was very miserable, and he was beaten by his head, until a male corpse similar to him was found in the lower reaches of the Chonghe River, and everyone said that he was probably drowned in the water. As for the details, no one knows.

In the end, only Zhang Qiu remained, he still thought very highly of himself, and even often suspected that he was the young master of the Song family, and wanted to get ahead and let the Song family look good. But in the end, it turned out that his background was just a joke.

And without this self-satisfaction, and without the help of Aunt Yang's money, his initial arrogance has been completely polished to the slightest.

He has no intention of studying knowledge, and he is unwilling to admit that he is poor, but he also lingers in the Qing/Lou Chu Pavilion all day long like Zhang San. Without the silver, he sold the books, pen and ink, and sold all the stalls that Zhang Xiao set up for Zhang Sanzhi to do business.

In the end, even the only place to stay was demanded by the creditors. At this point, Zhang Sheng lived on the streets and began to repeat the life before Zhang Sanwei married Zhang Xiao.

The sky was overcast for a few days, and finally cleared. The slightly cold weather has also warmed up. So much so that the ferry, which had been frozen for the whole winter, gradually thawed, and the fishmongers and coolies began to work for their livelihood again.

Compared with the gloomy atmosphere of the Song family, Jinzhou City was still prosperous and lively at this time, and the streets were full of people. And in the tavern tea shop, the storyteller began another day of spitting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a few days ago, we talked about Miss Chu, the judge of the Yin Division, and the matter of judging sins in the book of life and death. Today, I will tell you about a strange thing that happened in the city recently......"

When everyone heard about it, they all listened attentively. So after a drum beat, I heard the storyteller: "It is said that a few days ago, when the night was dark and the wind was high, in a palatial mansion, ghosts floated by. The two night servants chased after the shadow, but saw the back of a fair woman...... The two of them had the intention to laugh, so they stepped forward to interrogate, but as soon as the woman turned around, the three souls and seven spirits that scared the two of them were out of the body......"

His voice was deliberately low, eerie and low and terrifying, and the drumstick in his hand was pounding rapidly, making the listener's mind pound.

But I saw that it was a female ghost with no face. The female ghost's face was covered with blood, and her mouth said in a voice asking the two of them to return her face. Just when the female ghost stretched out her hand to take the faces of the two, she saw a burst of blue light falling from the sky, and she pressed the female ghost down. ”

The storyteller's eyes are blazing, and his mouth never stops, rendering the weird horror of the ghosts extremely realistically.

But seeing that the woman in the blue light did not move, she only scolded lightly: "You are wronged, just complain to Yin Si." Now that there is nothing in the yin, for the sake of disaster in the world, do you really want your soul to fly away? ”

When the female ghost heard this, she immediately shed two lines of blood and tears, and said from afar: "The slave family is angry, how can you be willing to accept Meng Po Tang and reincarnate if the revenge is not avenged?" The enemy's blessing has not disappeared, and the underworld has nowhere to seek revenge, so this is the decision. Ask the female yin to avenge the slave family......"

The people present had just been frightened by the shocking and terrifying atmosphere, but now they saw that the powerful ghost suddenly showed weakness, and they were instantly interested.

"What's her grievance?"

"That's right, the Yin Si and the Difu can't redress their grievances, could it be that the female Yin Si can be the master for her?"

As the words of embarrassment and anticipation came out, I saw the storyteller slap the wood in his hand, and said in a changed voice: "I want to know the details, and I will decompose it next time." ”

Xu Chu, who was dragged upstairs by Xiao Qinglang to drink tea, saw that the people below were either disappointed or inquiring, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Qinglang and asked, "This book, can't he write it too?" ”

Xiao Qinglang coughed lightly, put down the official document, spread his hands and said helplessly: "Do you think I really have that leisure in the past few days?" ”

Xu Chu's eyes fell on the official document that was scratched by a cat under his hand, squinted his eyes, took a sip of hot tea, and sighed: "I didn't expect that we would be forced by a cat to hide in the teahouse." It's really ......."

"Lawlessness." Xiao Qinglang reviewed the official document, and then said casually, "I heard that the old lady sent someone to invite you?" ”

Xu Chu raised his eyebrows and said casually: "I probably want to test whether I know Song Derong's identity." ”

Xiao Qinglang smiled lightly, and after a while, she slowly got up, took off the slightly cold tea in her hand, and added some hot tea herself.

"Aunt Chu said, it's not easy for you to use cold tea." Xiao Qinglang said naturally, without the slightest twist and hesitation. It's as if paying attention to her has become an indispensable part of life.

The sunlight poured in from the window and fell on Xiao Qinglang, leaving a shadow at the end. And Xu Chu, who was shrouded in this shadow, suddenly remembered that when he was in the carriage that day, he stuffed the ginger candy in his mouth.

At the time, he seemed to have said the same.

"Let's send it to the old lady in a few days."

"Okay."

The two looked at each other and smiled, no matter what, they would not come to the situation of Mrs. Song after all.

Even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers in the future, even if they can't be in one place, they will not lose their hearts. This is a promise that has never been made clear to each other but has long been understood, and it is also the reason for the purity of this relationship.

It wasn't until the sun was slanting in the west and the twilight was dull that Xiao Qinglang handed over the processed official document to Wei Guang and let him secretly send it out.

In fact, many years later, when Xu Chu looks back, he still feels that the two of them were relatively peaceful all day, how quiet the years were.

When the lanterns were first on, Wei Guang stepped forward with a solemn expression to report, saying that the secret guard who was looking for Xu Chengzuo's whereabouts had made a new discovery.

Just one sentence made Xu Chu, who was in a slightly calm mood, excited.

In the quiet room, the warmth of the room could not make her comfortable. On the contrary, it was because of the panic and worry in her heart that her whole person was like falling into the cold and could not be relieved. She clutched Xiao Qinglang's arm so tightly that her nails dug deep into his flesh, making the brocade robe stained with a little bit of blood.

"My dad, how's it going?" Her voice was hoarse, and her eyes were full of hope.

Wei Guang was silent for a moment, and when he saw his own prince's head signaling, he stepped forward and said: "It's Zhang San, we know from Zhang San that he saw Xu Yanzuo on the third day of the junior high school. In other words, Xu Chengzuo has actually been to Jinzhou City twice......"

"Because when he was stealing in the Song Mansion before, he accidentally discovered the crimes of Song Derong and Liu Morang, and knew that they were not only fake officials, but also privately set up many shady businesses such as gambling houses and Jinyinfang. Therefore, after seeing Xu Chengzuo being invited by the government, he pondered about getting some oil and water from Xu Chengzuo. Wei Guang tried his best to explain things concisely and clearly, "But later, he found out that Xu Chengzuo was also very poor, and after thinking about it for a long time, he was not angry, so he stole Xu Chengzuo's autopsy box." Unexpectedly, in that box, he actually touched a very exquisite golden hairpin. ”

"What about my father?" Xu Chu didn't care about the golden hairpin or not, she just wanted to know her father's whereabouts. It's been so long, and there is no news, and it doesn't look like Daddy's style at all. What's more, news from the village said that there are still many people secretly looking for their father.

She didn't know what those people meant, but she knew that her father must be avoiding them.

Wei Guang shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "But when I went to look for the golden hairpin that was taken by Zhang San, I accidentally found that the golden hairpin was actually something from the palace. ”

Xu Chu reluctantly suppressed his fluctuating mood, since his father had appeared in the third year of junior high school, it also proved that he was absolutely safe now. At least, it's also self-contained.

And now it is the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, and it is very likely that my father is still in Jinzhou City. Or, from the very beginning, Daddy was never far from her. It's just that, for some reason, I can't show up.

She set her eyes on Xiao Qinglang, and it took a while to restrain the emotions in her eyes. It won't be him, my father once said that if there are grievances in the world's prisons, the most trustworthy person is King Jing'an, who is in charge of the prison.

He even jokingly said that one day, he would be wronged and difficult to turn over. Let her go to Beijing and find King Jing'an to complain.

Between the lightning and flint, Xu Chu suddenly sat up straight. At that time, she didn't think deeply about why the good father would mention King Jing'an.

It stands to reason that even if her father is slandered and desperate because of the autopsy, then she should go to the prefect to file a complaint. Why did you find the prince who was in charge of the prison in Da Zhou?

She looked at Xiao Qinglang blankly, and asked in a wooden voice, "Childe, do you know my father?" ”

Xiao Qinglang paused, took her in his arms with a sigh, soothed her back and said slowly: "Before I met you, I didn't know that Xu Cheng was this person. It's just that when I investigated your identity and background later, I found that Xu Yanzuo's household registration and file were a little abnormal. ”

"Originally, the Xu family, who was a lowly family, actually did not have a son, but in the fifty-sixth year of the first emperor, the Xu family suddenly had a son who could inherit the family business, and there was also a baby girl who was still in swaddling clothes. At that time, the Xu family explained to the outside world that it was this person's distant relatives who came over, and then he sent the Xu family's father and mother to the end of their lives. ”

"And this person is your father Xu Yanzuo." Xiao Qinglang pondered, staring at the person in his arms, his eyes whispered for a moment, "But I tried my best, but I never found any relative of the Xu family who had a son to him at that time." ”

Xu Chu only felt that her brain was messed up, she leaned on Xiao Qinglang, and said blankly: "Then who is my father?" And who am I? ”

Since she crossed over, she has never asked her mother. Even, for the wild children in the mouth of the children in the same village, they have never taken it to heart.

She thought that her original mother had passed away. Or, Daddy met a woman who abandoned her husband and daughter. The left and right experiences are probably as similar to her mother in her previous life, so she never asks, lest her father feel uncomfortable.