"Wronged! We have been wronged! Old man He shouted loudly.

He Xianglian scolded: "You official lackeys, my father and daughter have fallen to this point, they are all forced by you, and I curse you not to die well!" ”

"Hmph, you dare to insult the tolerance, you will be in prison for good, take it away!" The bearded man waved his head and waved his hand, escorting the father and daughter to leave.

robbing people's daughters in broad daylight is just more skin than hooligans!

"Wait!" Shen Wenjun sighed, "This father and daughter came here to perform and sing, relying on their own skills to make money, how can they cheat money?" Also, they have not named names, what rumors have they made, and what have happened? ”

"Yes, yes, indiscriminately, how can you arrest people casually......" The diners who had the courage to whisper agreed.

The bearded man said coldly: "What crime they committed, the official master will decide, and it is not your turn to instruct." ”

"Unreasonable!" Shen Wenjun stopped sideways at the door of the store, "You errand boys, you eat public food, but you do private things, don't help other fathers and daughters to redress grievances and punish evil, but instead charge them with crimes, indiscriminately arrest innocents, is there still a king law in Hangzhou City!" ”

"Choke!" The bearded man pulled out his sword.

Song Che hurriedly suppressed the beard, secretly stuffed a piece of silver into his hand, and said in a low voice: "Dutou, you are used to being pampered and pampered, and you don't know how to be sophisticated outside. ”

The bearded man also took it when he saw it, snorted, put the knife back into the sheath, "If it weren't for the fact that you were dressed properly, I would not give up today, and go back to teach your woman better, in Hangzhou City, it is easy to get into trouble!" ”

After that, he pushed Song Che away and escorted the He woman out of the inn.

"It's too much! Let's go to Lin'an Mansion in the afternoon to sue them! Shen Wenjun's face was flushed with anger.

"If the government doesn't give an order, how dare the officials arrest people?" Song Che picked up a piece of vinegar fish and threw it into Shen Wenjun's bowl: "Shang doesn't fight with officials, let's eat." ”

Shen Wenjun poked the fish meat with chopsticks to vent the anger in her heart, she raised her head again and asked, "Yazhao, husband, do you say that this matter is really related to the Zhou family?" ”

Zhou Yazhao lowered his head and ate the food without making a statement.

Song Che said softly: "People are doing it, the sky is watching, don't be impulsive in everything, justice is in the hearts of the people." ”

He Xianglian said that the murderer is Niu Er, even if the mastermind behind the scenes buys the murder, there are many loopholes to exploit, how can one side of the words convince the court? What's more, it's still the poor man's side.

After this trouble, no matter how delicious the meal was, it didn't feel fragrant, and after a few bites, the three of them left the store.

Fortunately, the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou is pleasant, and the boredom is also swept away in the wind.

The three got out of the car at the Qiantang beachhead, Shen Wenjun and Zhou Yazhao took off their shoes and socks, and carried their skirts to play in the waves.

Song Che stood on a reef and looked around with a telescope - on the left hand side is Qiantang Bay, the largest maritime trading port in the south of the Yangtze River, on the right hand side is Lingyin Mountain, halfway up the mountain sits the Lingyin Academy, and on the top of the mountain sits the Ciyin Temple.

Ships come and go in the port, the wharf is bustling with merchants, pilgrims who go up and down the mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and Confucian scholars who talk about elegance are endless.

It is no exaggeration to say that the area around Qiantang Bay carries most of the economy of Hangzhou.

But what makes one wonder why there are only three warships guarding the port when such an important economic lifeline is rampant and piracy is rampant?

The Hangzhou Navy Division should be stationed on several continents to maintain the entire coast by pulling up the "island chain", but pirates have always been elusive, in case of bypassing the defense line and directly attacking the port, wouldn't it be very dangerous?

The coastal area is still less good.

"Wenjun, auntie, I saw a tall building on the sea pond, built majestic, how about we go there to play together to watch the sea?" Song Che shouted loudly.

Shen Wenjun and Zhou Yazhao held a large handful of conchs, and ran back with great interest, "That building is called" Linjiang Pavilion ", it is one of the three famous buildings in the south of the Yangtze River, last year the tide surged, it was washed away, this year Lin'an Mansion has raised the sea pond embankment, the attic has also been renovated, we are planning to go there." ”

Linjiang Pavilion has eight storeys high, 20 zhang above the ground, spans 13 zhang, nearly 10 zhang deep, the eaves angle is towering, the glazed cover tile, arrives at the east of Gaoyang, faces the sea.

Most of the people who enter and leave the pavilion are dressed in Confucian robes, holding origami fans, wearing hairpins, all of them are jade-faced Langjun, gathering literati and scholars.

"Yazhao, I'll show you a new thing, this is called 'clairvoyant mirror', you can see the scenery thirty times farther away, let's go up to the top floor and watch the sea." Shen Wenjun pulled Zhou Yazhao and couldn't wait to look at the top of the building and run.

Song Che didn't rush to follow, but went around the Linjiang Pavilion, unexpectedly, there was a huge attic, and there was not even a latrine, so he couldn't hold it back, so he found a no-man's land and poured out against the wall.

Thousands of years later, he Song Che was the first person to pee on His Excellency Linjiang.

"Husband!" Suddenly there was a greeting overhead.

Song Che raised his head and looked, never thinking that on the top floor, Shen Wenjun was holding a telescope and looking down, with a wicked smile on his face: "I've seen it all!" ”

Song Che rolled his eyes, not to be outdone, and shouted: "You have eaten miles!" ”

"Huh?" Shen Wenjun was at a loss holding the binoculars, and his face was red with shame. Zhou Yazhao on the side was half smiling, and he was also full of peach blossoms.

"Snort...... Little girl, dare to bargain on me. Song Che trembled, lifted his pants, and turned to the pavilion.

The lobby of Linjiang Pavilion has two floors in the air, there are four zhang to be high, there are hundreds of colored paper cranes hanging on the top, as if walking through the rainbow corridor in general, except for a few top beams and pillars in the hall, there is no utensils to be purchased, it is very empty, the carved grid wooden windows are all open, it can be said that the wind comes from all sides.

There are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the lobby, and you can even see someone writing with a pen.

In the center of the hall there is a desk with scrolls and a number of ink treasures, behind which sits an old Confucian student in his fifties.

"Mr. Kong, hurry up and get me a piece of ink treasure, last night I meditated hard until the third watch, and finally realized a famous gift, I will be able to preface this Linjiang Pavilion!" A middle-aged Confucian scholar walked into the lobby with the wind, came to the desk, and threw down half a tael of silver.

The old Confucian folded his sleeves and sharpened the ink, waited for the ink to thicken, took a pen and a picture scroll, and handed it to the Confucian scholar with a smile: "Mr. Liu, please." ”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar dipped his pen in ink, found a gap in the wall, hung a white paper scroll, and waved his hand to mention the preface.

Many Confucian scholars came to watch, pointing at the fans, some nodded in appreciation, and some shook their heads in denial.

"Do you write this kind of article after thinking about it for half the night? The preface doesn't match the afterword, and the words are piled up randomly, which is simply bullshit! ”

"That's it, this kind of article still wants to make a preface for Linjiang Pavilion?"

Obviously, there are more negative people than praise.

The middle-aged Confucian couldn't listen to it anymore, and in the end, he even wrote crookedly, and scolded: "What are you talking about!" If it weren't for the noise that upset me, I wouldn't have made a mistake! ”

The middle-aged Confucian tore off the white paper scroll and tore it into pieces, "Let me go back and think again!" He returned the brush and left Linjiang Pavilion with his face covered.

Then, a few more Confucian scholars came, and like the middle-aged Confucian scholars before, they spent money to buy picture scrolls and wanted to give an order to the attic, but none of them were recognized by the public.

Song Che hugged his arms and watched the excitement on the side, thinking to himself, this ancient literati and scholars were indeed "Kong Yiji", with a few bottles of ink in their stomachs, but they were unwilling to take off their Confucian robes and robes.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high, this sentence is not shallow!

Song Che walked to the desk, threw out ten taels of silver, and said with a smile: "Sir, I want the largest picture scroll, the best brush, the best preface, and hang it in the best position." ”