"The two of them are out of control, and they are together day and night after the war. Later, your second uncle was transferred out of Nanchang, and he swore that he would wait for her to come back to redeem her, but you know, our man's mouth is ......" The uncle sighed with a complicated expression, obviously he didn't do this kind of immoral thing back then.

And with the appearance of the eldest uncle, the number of crimes must be at least ten times that of the second uncle. No wonder they are so active in matching the two, this is to alleviate their guilt.

"By the way, why is the second uncle of the old Ah Fang called Zhang Lang? Uncle Guan is called Brother Zhang, do you tell people that your surname is Zhang? The sixth asked again.

"That's right. We can't discredit my mother. The uncle nodded and passed on his experience: "If you go out to play in the future, you must hide your identity." ”

"Well, whatever bad things I do, it's all in the name of the seventh." The sixth nodded.

"That's not going to work either." The uncle smiled bitterly: "Let's change your surname too." ”

"Okay." The sixth child said from the good side: "Then I am also surnamed Zhang, and Gong Changzhang is a big surname, and he is the least noticeable." ”

"No, we're making a morning chapter." The uncle shook his head and said.

"Does it mean to be determined to wake up early?" The sixth asked.

"It's not. In fact, it is determined to ......" The uncle shook his head, he was really a little ashamed to speak, so he changed the topic and said in a low voice: "The stalking is gone." ”

He has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, and he knows that the more mysterious and cautious he is at this time, the easier it is for the other party to be suspicious. Therefore, it has always been generous, swaggering through the market, and as long as you want to star, you will definitely be able to keep an eye on it.

"They withdrew?" The sixth asked softly.

"No, it's staying in Chunfang Pavilion." The uncle shook his head lightly and said, "It should be just a stalker, and the doppelganger lacks skills." However, this also shows that we did not attract their attention, and we just routinely watched them. ”

"That's enough, all the people who have visited Zeng Tai will be watched, how weak do those people have to be?" The sixth said in a deep voice.

"There's a ghost in my heart, and it's a big ghost." Uncle nodded.

~~

While talking, the two came to one of the most prosperous toad streets in Nanchang City.

As the name suggests, this is the place where Nanchang people sell toads and eat toads, thanks to the fact that it is now the first month, if they come two months late, the streets are full of cooing toads.

This street is also called Fuhou Street, which is a street where the back gate of Nanchang Mansion is located. In addition to toad shops, there are also teahouses, restaurants, bathhouses, inns and other service industries on this street.

The inn is for the whole Nanchang Mansion involved in lawsuits, or to come to the prefect's yamen to intercede and do business.

After you settle down, you have to find someone to file a lawsuit, find out the news, give gifts and intercede, and bargain. So where do you look for these people? The innkeeper will tell you that the guest officer should not worry, go to the next door to make a pot of tea, have a meal, take a bath, and naturally find the person you need.

Because in those teahouses, restaurants, and bathhouses, there are litigators who fight lawsuits for others all day long, brokers who help people run relationships, 'substitute scriveners' who help people write documents on their behalf, and local snakes who settle affairs for others. These idlers and others depend on this for their food.

These things are often dark and black, and they can't be put on the table, so they can't be placed on the front street of Yaqian, which represents the face of the imperial court and has two pavilions of Shenming and Jingshan. It was set up in the back street. It's called 'going through the back door'.

The uncle knew that this kind of place was the most well-informed, so he chartered the Tongfu Inn on Toad Street to stay.

A group of about 30 of them packed a cross-courtyard. The guards lived in upside down sits and side rooms. There are three main rooms, one for the eldest uncle and one for the second uncle, and one each for the sixth and Liu Li, which happens to be full.

Hu Quan was originally a little worried about whether His Royal Highness, who was used to pomp and circumstance, would think that the arrangement was too cramped. However, the sixth brother is at ease, and the biggest advantage of their brothers is that they don't pick. After all, this condition is much stronger than living in a thatched house and sleeping in a chase bunk in Jinqiaokan.

As soon as Lao Liu came back, after wiping his face and washing his hands, Liu Li served a hot meal. She knew that Uncle Xiao never ate out......

Zhu Zhen's heart was close to his heart when he was hungry for a long time, and when he saw the food, he cheered, took the chopsticks and ate it. While eating, he was full of praise: "My little niece's cooking skills are really getting more and more exquisite, and I can't eat the cook's food anymore." ”

"Uncle Xiao is used to coaxing people." Liu Li sighed lightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, don't comfort me." ”

"I'm telling the truth, good is good. This king is never politely complimented, especially when it comes to eating. "The old six are colorful.

"......" Liu Li was so amused by his serious appearance that she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh. Her father's coffin was parked in the yamen of the feudal division not far away, and she still couldn't go over to the coffin and cry.

"Hurry up Ming'er, let the uncle find a way to take you to meet the senior brother." The sixth said that he couldn't empathize, but he could still understand Liu Li's mood.

"No, I can't make trouble for you." Liu Li bit her lower lip lightly, lowered her head and said, "It's the same to worship in the inn." ”

"It's fine." Lao Liu said: "My uncle has to go there once, and there are many things that need to be clarified in person." ”

For example, where did his two guards go? Why has there been no news yet?

"Hmm. I listened to Uncle Xiao's arrangement. Liu Li said obediently.

~~

The next day, Lord Chincha, who was a little depressed, came to the Yamen of the Political Secretary.

Xiong Qitai and Zeng Tai led the officials of the Second Division, and they had been waiting at the gate of the yamen for a long time.

When Qin Cha got down from the carriage, he saw that Shen Liben was not wearing the crimson official robe, but changed into a plain linen white robe, and the waist was also changed into a black horn belt, a standard official condolence dress.

According to the arrangement, today he will first go to the official party of Counselor Liu to mourn, so he dresses up like this. Xiong Zeng and other officials were also dressed in the same attire, and after seeing the salute, they solemnly entered the yamen of the political secretary together.

Xiong Qitai led the way and led Lord Qincha to an official house located on the east side of the yamen. I saw that under the outer wall of the official house, there were wreaths and banners. Naturally, it is Liu Lian's family.

After entering, there is no wreath curtain, only a simple and simple mourning hall, the only peculiar thing is that the hanging couplet outside the mourning hall is empty, and two pieces of white paper are pasted.

In the mourning hall, only Liu Jing was guarding his brother's spirit, and Liu Kong and Liu Meng were responsible for ushering in the send-off, which looked very shabby.

"Liu Langzhong, Qin sent Shen Butang to condolence Brother Ling." Seeing Liu Jing kneeling there and not moving, Xiong Qitai said to him in a loud voice.

"......" Liu Jing only glanced at Shen Liben, and then lowered his eyelids again.

"You ......" Xiong Qitai was very dissatisfied with him for being so snubbing.

Shen Liben waved his hand, signaling him not to do much.

"That's a lot, adults." Xiong Qitai hurriedly complimented.

Shen Liben could only smile bitterly, and they were the magistrates who took themselves seriously. As everyone knows, in the eyes of those nobles and sons in Beijing, he is not a scholar.

After all, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Shangshu's average tenure was less than a year, and then those who were lucky were demoted and dismissed, and those who were unlucky were beheaded and put in prison. With such a high-risk group of people, who would take them seriously?

(End of chapter)