In the morning, when I went to the market to buy breakfast, a group of officers and soldiers held a stack of wanted notices and posted them everywhere on the walls of the city, and even the doorposts of private shops such as wonton stalls and steamed bun shops were densely pasted, and of course, there were also thatched toilets that people needed to visit several times a day, and generally everyone liked to paste things on the walls of the latrines, what small advertisements, wanted notices, limericks, and body paintings. In recent years, there has even been a section for making friends and blind dates, and it is also a great blessing in life to solve the marriage event while going to the toilet.

Everyone nibbled on fried dough sticks and buns to read in front of the wanted notice, squeezing in front mainly to read the words, and the main thing in the outer circle was to look at the portraits.

I followed with a bowl of wontons.

The officers and soldiers pointed to the portrait and said: The person on it is a serious offender of the imperial court, and if he finds this person, he immediately came to the government to report the case.

Everyone said, "Ah, this wanted man is a man."

The officers and soldiers said: Nonsense, the painting is so obvious that you can't see it?

Everyone said: I really can't see it, I thought it was a cat or a dog.

The officers and men banged on the wanted warrant and said: This is not clearly written, the gender is male, the age is unknown, the appearance is handsome, the person from the rivers and lakes, and the weapon used to commit the crime is a red-handled blue-bladed dagger of about 20 centimeters.

The old man next to me picked the leek leaves stuck between his teeth, and he didn't pick them out for a long time, so he simply spat out his phlegm.

The old man asked: "Official, what did this man do?"

The officers and soldiers knocked on the wanted warrant again and said: The man used the red-handled blue-bladed dagger to cut off the little finger of Zhao Sigongzi, and the crime was extremely heinous.

The old man put a toothpick in his mouth and said, "What a man has done such a thing!"

Everyone turned to look at him.

The officers and soldiers said: What are you talking about, old man?

The old man pulled out the toothpick and immediately changed his words: "Official, I just said that this guy actually did such a hurtful thing, it's just a beast!"

The officers and soldiers said, "Okay, let's disperse."

The old man was so frightened that another mouthful of old phlegm came to his throat, and he was about to vomit, but the officers and soldiers stopped him.

The old man held back a mouthful of old phlegm and looked at the officers and soldiers at a loss.

The officers and soldiers said: The government clearly stipulates that you must not spit, and if you can't do it, you will be fined.

The old man swallowed the phlegm back, and said aggrievedly: "Official, I, I haven't vomited yet."

The officers and men said: Having such an idea is also a violation of the law, and a fine of two taels of silver will be fined.

I said: That official, in fact, the old man had already spit out a mouthful of phlegm just now, and it was there-

In order to maintain the civilized construction of Chang'an City, I unceremoniously reported the old man and presented evidence.

The official said: Very good, take it away.

The old man asked: Where are you going?

The official said: Your quality is too low to take back for education.

......

In accordance with the will of the Holy Lord, the imperial court wholeheartedly built a civilized Chang'an, and in just a few years, dozens of explicit regulations were formulated, such as no spitting, no open urine, no forced buying and selling, and no ten children.

I don't think it's clear whether the old man was taken back to educate or whether he was detained and demanded a ransom, and I felt that I was a bit nosy at the time, and I regretted it afterwards.

I tore up a wanted notice and put it in my arms, and found a new noodle restaurant to continue eating. I thought while eating: Zhao Si actually wanted snow in the whole city for a little thumb, this heart is too small, for me to cut off a little finger is the same as cutting off a fingernail. I looked up at the portrait of the wanted notice posted on the doorpost of the noodle shop, which was quite familiar and intimate, and I guessed that there was only Mr. Nie in the whole Chang'an except for Changgui and me. I didn't expect the government to hire Mr. Nie to be a painter, but you can imagine how much the government saves money. I think that when a government starts to be frugal, it means that either the corrupt officials are in power or the treasury is empty.

The autumn sun is not to be feared, after breakfast I took a slow walk back, at the gate of Nanping Palace, the snow was about to go out.

I stopped him and said, "Don't go out lately, you're being arrested outside."

As I spoke, I took the wanted warrant out of my bosom and held it up to him.

Xue said: Is it me who is painted on this?

I said, "Yes."

Xue said: Eh, are you sure you didn't draw it?

I said, "Ahem, the style of painting is somewhat similar, but I swear it's really not my drawing."

Snow expressed disbelief.

I said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be painted by my art teacher, Mr. Nie."

Snow said: No wonder it's the same as what you painted.

I said: That's not the point, the point is that this wanted notice is posted all over the city, and you are in danger right now.

Xue said: Can you catch me with this portrait?

I said, "The portrait is just an illustration, and you can see that the text next to it is very detailed."

Snow said: A red-handled blue-bladed dagger?

I said: Uh-huh.

Snow said: Then wouldn't it be better if I threw it away?

......

Xue threw the murder weapon into a century-old dry well, and then went to the street to swagger around and came back unharmed. I suddenly understood the reason for the government's inefficiency in handling cases.

After a week like this, there was still nothing on the government side.

Just when everyone took the wanted warrant to wipe the table, burn the fire and wipe the buttocks, the government suddenly took action again, and all the men in Chang'an City who looked close to the word handsome were all arrested.

The men in the city were in a panic, and everyone was afraid that they would be caught, and they were expecting to be caught. The criterion for anyone who allows the government to arrest people is that they are handsome, and if they are caught, they are handsome, and if they are not caught, they are not handsome enough. This matter developed to the point that everyone begged the government to arrest them, and the court saw that this was not good, and when they caught the strong men, they didn't see all of them so active, and as a result, they took the initiative to ask all the arrested men to be dragged to the army.

During this time, Redsleeves confirmed his feelings for Snow and was willing to leave everything behind and elope with him. In order for lovers in the world to finally become married, I am like a carrier pigeon transmitting the fiery emotions of the two.

Before leaving, Xue left me a letter, and the content of the letter can be summed up in two sentences, one is that I am very happy to know you, and the other is thank you.

The day they left, it was drizzling in the sky, and I couldn't tell if it was tears or rain from the corners of my eyes as their carriage drifted away. I sat on the steps of the doorway and stared in the direction in which the carriage had disappeared, frustrated, I hated such separations.

When Mr. Lu left, he said to me: There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and Xue also said the same thing.

The little persimmon sat on the stone steps like me, blowing the wind and rain with me.

I asked him for advice on how not to be separated from everyone.

The little persimmon said: Your question is too difficult, I think so. You see, I was separated from my father and mother when I was a child, and now I am back with them for a while, and after a while, I will be separated again, and then I will be reunited. Come to think of it, that's what it means to be scattered and impermanent, to be separated now does not mean to be separated forever, and maybe we will be together again at some point.

I said, "Is that two people who love each other never separated?"

The little persimmon said: I don't understand, maybe only death can separate them.

I held my cheeks, my brain uncontrollably cranky.

The little persimmon said: Are you crying?

I said, "No, it's rain, not tears."

The little persimmon said: My mother said that the tears are salty, you let me taste them.

As soon as my feet were stretched, the little persimmon tripped and fell to the ground, curled up on the ground and was silent.

I feel guilty: Is it hurt?

The little persimmon still didn't speak.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly rushed inside with the little persimmon on my back.

The little persimmon said: Jiangshan ~

I said, "Well, what's wrong?"

The little persimmon said: I'll tease you.

"Bang", as soon as my hand was released, the little persimmon fell directly off my back.

After the snow and Red Sleeves left, the rain fell intermittently for three days. And the little persimmon doesn't know when he doesn't call my senior brother anymore, every time he calls me by name and surname, he says he doesn't know whether to call me senior brother or senior sister, so he simply calls my name directly.

I asked the little persimmon to finish the visit.

The little persimmon said: I will apply to the valley master to go back with you this time, you see this is a letter written by my mother.

I said, "Are you leaving the valley?"

The little persimmon said: My mother said that I have grown up, and no matter how much I have learned, I should come back and prepare to inherit my father's business.

I said, "Your mother is right, after all, you are the son of the world, and you can't stay in the valley all the time."

The little persimmon said: Isn't there any news from your father and mother?

I shook my head: I only knew they were supposed to be alive, but I didn't know where they were.

The little persimmon said: As long as you live, there is hope.

I sighed and nodded.

Suddenly, the slave hurried.

The servant said, "Miss Jiang, there is a son named Changgui at the door who said that he is looking for you in an emergency."

I was vaguely uneasy, thinking that Changgui should not come to me at this time because he missed me, the relationship between us was so good that the other party knew what to eat at noon when he farted, and this friendship was as destined as our two families for several generations as neighbors.

I trotted all the way to the door and saw Changgui holding Madara scratching his ears and cheeks.

I shouted: Changgui~

Changgui said: Brother, you are finally here.

I touched the spot, and he rubbed my cheek with his big nose full of snot.

I asked: Did you miss me, or did you send me a horse?

Changgui said: Neither. You're on your feet, I'll tell you something.

I spread my legs slightly and stood firmly.

Changgui said: Your sister is back.

I asked in disbelief: who is back?

Changgui said: Jiang!

I said, "Where is she?"

Changgui said: At your doorstep, next door to my house.

I asked: Is she alone?

Changgui said: And your father and your second mother, and-

Oh, I'm scared and get on the horse.