Chapter 1: The Son of the Deceased
Yesterday there was a heavy rain, at this time the road was still a little muddy, a group of officers and soldiers escorting military pay were marching on the official road, the mountains and forests on both sides of the official road were dense, and the autumn wind blew and made a rustling sound. There is another half a day's journey, is the prosperous Yangzhou City, hundreds of households count the days, can not miss the trip, originally planned to rest in the post station in Yangzhou, he does not know why today is very tired.
Suddenly, the wheels of a carriage fell into the mud on the road, and Baihu glanced back listlessly, yawned, and pointed to a few officers and soldiers to lift the wheels of the carriage out.
He was sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, and suddenly a cold light flashed in front of Baihu's eyes, he was startled, his head was also a little clearer, he clenched his waist knife, looked around vigilantly, and asked, "What person?" β
The world suddenly fell silent, and even the birds and insects could be heard among the grass, as if there was nothing but the suspicion of the self, and it seemed that there was an infinite killing motive hidden.
Suddenly, a cold arrow flew and hit Baihu in the chest, and Baihe's burly body fell from the horse with a muffled sound. The escort officers and soldiers panicked, and then a whistle sounded, and a group of bandits rushed out of the woods on both sides of the road, shouting for a while, but in a quarter of an hour, more than 200 officers and soldiers were all in different places, becoming the ghosts of the knives of this group of bandits.
The bandit opened the chests on the carriage, and in the boxes were neatly stacked with white silver. The leader of the bandits looked excited, and what he said in the mouth was actually a Japanese language, and ordered these people to pull the carriage away and clean up the traces of their departure, leaving only the corpses of officers and soldiers on the ground.
At this time, the treasury was empty, the southeast was in turmoil, the northern provinces were in turmoil, the northern provinces were eyeing the Bahus, the imperial court was like a broken house, the walls were leaking, there was a lack of money everywhere, and the emperor who cultivated and refined the pill all the year round was furious.
This case was implicated in another robbery six years ago, the same batch of military salaries transported to the south was robbed, when Yan Song was in power, the government was dark, and the corpses of officials were wrapped, and only the head of Yangzhou, Lu Chai, was charged with failing to handle the case, and the case was closed.
At this time, it was mentioned again, and there was a lot of rumors from top to bottom of the Manchu Dynasty, and Beizhen Fusi Thousand Households Blood Yama was ordered to go down to Jiangnan to investigate the case.
The world is divided into three moonlit nights, and two scoundrels are in Yangzhou. The tragedy of the red bridge and green tiles, the fireworks and willow lanes, and the bloody forest happened outside Yangzhou City, but the lives of ordinary people still passed as usual, more than 200 lives, and two major cases became the talk of the people of Yangzhou City after tea and dinner, most of them just heard a strange story, these bloody forest things were too far away from them, but the Japanese who had been in turmoil in the southeast were closer to their lives.
Mr. Storyteller woke up and patted the wood, and his mouth painted how General Qi swaggered the mandarin duck array, and the killed widow lost his armor and cried for his father and mother, and the audience applauded.
Zhao Jia, the chief catcher of Yangzhou City, was in this teahouse at this time, listening to the commentary and knocking melon seeds, Xiao Er diligently refilled him with tea, and inquired by the way: "Zhao Ye, I heard that more than 200 people died outside the city, and did the yamen catch those thieves who robbed the army's salary?" β
Zhao Zhutou's eyes flickered, and he scolded: "What are you asking, could it be that you have something to do with that case?" β
The shopkeeper was startled, and hurriedly smiled and said, "No, no, I'm just curious, curious, Zhao Ye, you drink tea!" After saying that, he hid away with the teapot!
At this moment, Zhao Jia is also bitter in his heart, everyone knows the depth of this case, if Lu Chase, the No. 1 arrester in Jiangnan six years ago, had not insisted on going his own way and had to investigate, he would not have been in a different place and his family would have been ruined. The bowl of rice in the six doors is not good, and if you are not careful, you will lose yourself into it! The saint was furious, and the court exerted pressure at all levels, and his boss was afraid of poking out the basket and causing a lawsuit, which made him, a little catcher, in a dilemma.
However, Zhao Jia has understood that he has lived all these years, the errand is public, his life is his own, he can mix one day and count one day, if he doesn't do well, he will do more wrong, and the sky will fall on a high top!
A young man walked slowly upstairs, dressed in green cloth and bookish, and carrying in his hand a long strip of sackcloth in his hand, which looked like it was either a sword or a sword. The shopkeeper wanted to step forward to greet him, and when he saw his slightly picky phoenix eyes, "Oops! "With a bang, I didn't expect this person to be alive!
The young man looked around and walked straight to Zhao Jia's desk.
Zhao Jia only felt that there was a tall figure blocking in front of him, and when he looked up, he was in a trance, and he felt that it was Lu Chai who came back to life twenty years ago, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the person in front of him was Lu Chai's son Lu Yan, "Lu, Lu Yan, are you still alive?" β
The young man in front of him was as warm as water, but there was a faint hint of Ling Yan who had frozen into ice, "Why, did I disappoint Uncle Zhao when I was still alive?" β
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that! It's just that you haven't been back for years, and suddenly appeared, I'm happy, right! Happy, hehe! He had a smile on his face, but his heart was furious. If it weren't for this face, it would be difficult for him to associate the person in front of him with the Lu Xiucai six years ago, Lu Xiucai back then, what he said nicely, humbly and respectfully, and what he said was real, he was a nerd! But at this time, Lu Yan was like a demon knife that was about to kill people and drink people's blood.
The young man sat down opposite Zhao Jia, and Zhao Jia, who looked at him with a pair of ice blade-like eyes, was stunned.
Zhao Jia and Lu Chai are brothers, Lu Yan has called him Uncle Zhao since he was a child, but the Lu family has fallen to the point where the family is now ruined, although Zhao Jia can't say that he is abusive, but it is not so clean, he even thought that Lu Yan would have died a long time ago, but he didn't expect to suddenly appear at this juncture, and he had to make Zhao Jia's heart beat the drum. But he still put on a kind face and asked slowly: "Virtuous nephew, where have you been all these years?" Let Uncle find it, I thought you had encountered something wrong! β
Lu Yan sneered, and slowly spit out two words in his mouth: "Beijing!" β
Hearing these two words, Zhao Jia was shocked, "What are you doing in the capital?" You haven't been removed from the test anymore! Then he felt that he had lost his words, and said with a look of regret: "It's a pity! When you took the township test, you were Xie Yuan, if it weren't for that incident, you would at least be a county master now, maybe you would still be a Hanlin! Ay! This is all fate, the same year as you, Li Mo, he took your rank when you had an accident, and married your fiancΓ©e back then, although he didn't get into the Jinshi, but their family is rich and powerful, and now they are working as pushers in Yangzhou, and they all press on our heads to and pee! β
Seeing that Lu Yan had a cold face, Zhao Jia's words turned around and asked, "Virtuous nephew, what are you doing now?" β
Lu Yan poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said slowly: "I didn't do anything serious, I kept tracking down my father's murderer!"
But hearing this, Zhao Zhutou's heart tightened, and he slowed down and said earnestly: "What else is there to check, how old are you, how majestic your father was back then, known as the first god in Jiangnan, it's not because of this incident that he died, he is just your son, you have to be safe and sound to be worthy of your father and mother under Jiuquan!" β
Seeing that Lu Yan didn't speak again, Zhao Jia really didn't know the bottom in his heart, could it be that Lu Yan already knew what clues he had and hated himself. Although Lu Chai's death had nothing to do with him, what he did later was indeed a bit inauthentic. However, with his current identity as the head catcher, he was not afraid of Lu Yan, a poor scholar who had been robbed of his fame, and asked, "Then have you found anything?" β
Lu Yan shook his head and said, "It's still a mess!" β
Hearing this, Zhao Jia didn't know what it was like, and it was a mess! Who wasn't a mess back then! He comforted again: "How can I say that I am also your elder, I can't watch you go down like this, don't leave when I come back this time, follow me to start from catching fast, be clever in the future, manage a lot of things, and close one eye if you can't manage it, it's not worth losing your life for two taels of silver, your father is good, it's just too stupid!" β
Hearing this, Lu Yan, who had a cold face, finally smiled, nodded and said, "Uncle Zhao can see it through!" β
Seeing that he finally had a smile, Zhao Jia was also relieved in his heart, and said, "Let him pass the past!" Don't think about it, it's better to take care of the moment! In this way, you will report to the prefect's yamen tomorrow, and I will arrange an errand for you! β
Unexpectedly, the young man said, "It's not necessary, I've already got an errand in the yamen!" β
Hearing this, Zhao Zhutou was a little unhappy in his heart, there was no one on the Yangzhou boundary who dared to take in Lu Yan without his own nod! Wait for yourself to find out and want him to look good! But his face was still warm with the spring breeze, "That's okay, which yamen are you in, the officials on the Yangzhou territory all know me, I will let them know you, let them carry you more!" β
The young man's eyelids lifted, and a few fluttering words spat out from his mouth, "Fusi of the northern town of the capital!" β
......The tea bowl in Zhao Jia's hand fell on the table with a "click", and the smile that was like a kind elder just now also froze on his face...... Jin Yiwei? β
Lu Yan hooked the corners of his lips and nodded with a smile, this is exactly the effect he wanted, "I went back to Yangzhou this time to investigate the case of Xiangyin's robbery with the imperial order, so I wanted to ask Uncle Zhao out to catch up on the old days, and by the way, I will learn about the case with you!" After speaking, he asked Xiao Er to change the tea bowl again, and personally poured a bowl of hot tea and sent it to Zhao Zhutou.
Zhao Zhutou was so frightened by the three words 'Jinyiwei' that the three souls flew seven spirits, and only after slowing down could he barely calm his spirits, and stammered and asked, "No, I didn't mean it...... It's called ...... Is there any bloody Yama who is here to investigate this case? Are you the Blood Yama's subordinate? β
Lu Yan shook his head gently.
Zhao Jia breathed a sigh of relief, that's okay, it is said that the Blood Yama is a demon who kills people without blinking, if it is really the subordinate of the Blood Yama, I am afraid that he will suffer.
Unexpectedly, Lu Yan said again: "Probably because there are too many people who have been sent to the edict prison by me over the years, so there is such a nickname!" β
Zhao Zhu's head was light, and he almost fell off the stool.