In the fifth year of Changping in the Tang Dynasty, February 10, the end of the unitary period.

Hedong Road, adjacent to a corner of Jiannan Road, east of Kang'an County, Kang County.

In the county, Kangshun Tavern.

Kangshun Tavern is a small tavern, the ordinary people of Kang County on weekdays, with sorrow and happy events, all love to drill into this tavern, drink a glass of rough grain wine, it is enough to comfort or express some emotions.

And today, the rain is pouring down, endlessly, splashing the entire Kang County, and the people who have not been able to return home have also run here to take shelter from the rain.

It is always good to have an eaves, and although most of their clothes are wet and the spring cold is crawling all over, the smile on their faces has never receded.

The shopkeeper also generously instructed the guys to prepare a small clay stove, and the red charcoal fire reflected on everyone's faces, and everyone talked about the shortcomings of the parents, and the idle stories inside and outside the neighborhood.

Zhao Wujiang sat in the crowd, slowly drinking wine, and always had a gentle smile on his face.

Zhao Xiaoyin sat opposite him, holding the wine glass and taking a sip, the inferior bud grain was burned very strongly, scorching his little face, so that he couldn't help but shake his little head, and the men and aunts next to him saw this cute and naïve state, and remembered the dolls at home, and they all laughed.

The lively rise of the tavern was not affected by the pouring rain outside.

"Your dad is a teacher, isn't it... Zhenjun..."

Another wine table sat over a young woman who still had charm, and her eyes kept looking at Zhao Wujiang:

"What about your mother, why don't you come out with you two?"

Zhao Xiaoyin looked at the aunt who was sitting over, and found that she was obviously asking herself, why did her eyes stick to her father's face?

Before he could answer, the men and aunts around him laughed.

"Widow Wang, you have the idea of a scholar again? This teaching gentleman is so thin that he can't stand your toss, why don't you let Liu Dazhu come? Hahaha..."

"Liu Dazhu? Then the king's widow will be blessed, what is that saying, what is the name of the long drought..."

"A long drought is a rain, you coarse old men!"

「......」

The woman who was called the king's widow was not angry, and it was clear that she had seen this scene a lot in her daily life, and she had long been accustomed to it.

Her eyes were glued to Zhao Wujiang, she had never seen such a handsome man in her life, especially the other party's deep eyes, which fell into it at the first glance she knew.

Everyone was still joking, and suddenly they heard a bang.

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a strong man staggered in with an umbrella in his hand, unsteady, rolling on the ground, trying to get up, but he was out of breath and panting desperately.

The door was pushed open, and the wind and rain filled the tavern in an instant, causing many people to want to be angry, but when they saw the comer, they all swallowed their anger.

The old man was the big pig Liu mentioned in the mouth of the widow Wang.

Liu Dazhu, the only pig killer in Kang County, formerly known as Liu Dazhu, is called Liu Dazhu by familiar people, and he kills too much on weekdays, contaminated with a strong murderous atmosphere, plus a big body, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a good-hearted but irritable character, most of the people in Kang County are in awe of him.

At this moment, Liu Dazhu's short coat was soaked, his hair was scattered and messy, the rain continued to fall, he was panting heavily, someone brought him a small clay stove, he sat next to him, his eyes looked around, first stopped a few glances on the plump widow Wang, and then calmed his mind, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Lin is dead."

The door of the tavern has been closed, but as soon as the pig killer Liu Dazhu finished speaking, the door was pushed open again, this time it was not a person, it was wind and rain.

Zhao Wujiang keenly felt that the people in the tavern were shocked when they heard this, and their hearts should have been shaken, and the widow in front of him even withdrew her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief.

Immediately afterward, there was an uproar.

"How could Mr. Lin die?"

"Who did it? I'm going to kill him!"

"What about my baby? Who's going to teach?"

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Mr. Lin in the mouth of the pig killer is one of the three teaching gentlemen in Kang County, and the children in Kang County have basically received his teachings, and among the people of Kang County, Mr. Lin is a very respectable person.

Listening to the unsurprising noise of the crowd, the pig killer took a cup of bud grain roast handed by the little wine herder, drank it all, and his lips trembled a little:

"Again... Killed himself..."

Is...... Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows, Zhao Xiaoyin held the wine glass, and also raised his head.

"Shhhh

The tavern was filled with gasps, and many people had a look of horror on their faces. Z.br>

"The last gentleman in Kang County is gone..."

Pig killer Liu Dazhu's eyes stood up suddenly, he stood up with an umbrella, his strong body was very oppressive, he grabbed a nearby glass of wine, drank a glass of wine again, and sighed hoarsely like a beast:

"No, Lao Tzu still has to go to the county government to see, fuck, how can he commit suicide again, it must be the people of Hexi County who made the ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many men slapped the table and stood up, and said fiercely with the smell of wine:

"Let's go too!"

At the same time, many men wanted to stand up, but they were glared at by the mother-in-law next to them, so they sat back stupidly.

More than a dozen people opened the door of the tavern and ran into the pouring rain, Mr. Teaching died one after another, and the children in the county did not attend the school, which was not a matter and had to be solved.

Zhao Xiaoyin pulled Zhao Wujiang's hand, father and son had the same mind, Zhao Wujiang got up, took his little hand, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and also walked into the rain and disappeared in the eyes of everyone in the tavern.

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The county government office.

The place of the mortuary.

The county commander and the county lieutenant with a few small officials were confronting more than a dozen strong men.

Kangxian County Commander is a long-haired old man with white hair, his eyes are squinted together when he looks at people, his head is leaned forward, and his eyesight is obviously not good.

He leaned on his back, carried his hands behind his back, and was protected by the staff officer behind him, and said slowly:

"You rashly broke into the Tang Kang County Public Mansion, disturbed the silence, and put the law of the Tang Dynasty? A bunch of scumbags!"

"You!"

Liu Dazhu, the pig killer, was murderous, unceremoniously raised his hand to point at the old county order, and even stretched out his hand to touch the pig-killing knife pinned to the back of his waist.

"Liu Dazhu, Mr. Lin committed suicide by taking poison, this official has found out, don't mess around anymore!" The county lieutenant beside the old county commander also said coldly.

"One committed suicide by poisoning, two yes, and three too? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that everything is strange, you have hastily closed the case, are you blind?"

Liu Dazhu, the pig killer, roared angrily, and the men behind him became excited.

"Presumptuous! The official has his own rules and regulations for judging the case, and the official said that he committed suicide, which means committing suicide! In the whole Kang County, this official is the sky!"

The county magistrate stroked his beard and raised his head, his old face, which was not charitable, was even more vicious at this moment.

"Hmph, aren't you a bad old man?"

A crisp and pleasant childish voice floated into the public hall, and a little boy trotted in, followed by a gentle and temperamental young man.