"The Northwest Catastrophe began in the seventh year of Jingde and ended in the twelfth year."

"In the first two years, there was wolf smoke in the northwest, and in the last three years, the royal court was in turmoil."

"No one knows whether there is a catastrophe under the abyss, only that those who come back from the abyss only bring out a strange plague."

Emperor Jingde, the father of the current empress and fathead fish, that is, the first emperor, is now deceased.

In the tenth year of Jingde, the Northwest Plague, the miasma plague flowed sideways, and there was no white bone to cover the plain, and the stiff people were invincible.

There is a period in Jiang Wuji's memory, with incomplete statistics, that this catastrophe took the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, and even affected other dynasties, and Dalisha Prefecture bore the brunt.

It was the worst plague in all dynasties.

The Star Picking Tower had not yet been established at that time, and even if there were, there were only a few doctors with excellent medical skills.

In this era when it is impossible to develop a vaccine, a major plague can completely disintegrate a dynasty when it is serious.

Although it has improved now, the Northwest Royal Court has collapsed due to this epidemic, and there are even rumors that the Northwest plague has not been completely eradicated.

This also led to the reluctance of other dynasties to "fall into the ground" and attack the northwest, for fear of bringing the plague to their base camps.

Dalisha Prefecture borders the territory of the Northwest Royal Court, and is itself a miserable and desolate desert, which was poisoned by the Northwest Epidemic back then, and now people with some ability have left this barren land.

Therefore, every time Dali is exiled, he will preferentially send people to Shazhou......

Seeing that Ji Xinghai stopped drinking tea, Jiang Wujian comprehended and cooperated with him to ask: "Then what?" Why did Senior Ji mention the catastrophe of 25 years ago? ”

Lao Deng put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Twenty years ago, at the end of the catastrophe, Jiang Kaiyang and I settled down near the Northwest Pass to rest, but that night I was born with a vision, the blood moon was in the sky, and I don't know what happened, you picked it up at dawn the next day." ”

“……”

I was picked up by my stepfather in Shazhou?

Lao Deng still has such a relationship with me?

This Nima didn't believe me before? Whole those who die?

If you don't marry your daughter to me, is it worthy of the bond between us?

Jiang Wuji's background color is low-browed, and he is outside the spirit.

If I was picked up in Shazhou, doesn't it mean that I am most likely from Shazhou?

So the punishment of the Rongjin case for me is not exile in Shazhou, but to return to my hometown? Boy......

No, no, according to the urine script of the traverser, maybe I am from the northwest, a descendant of the royal family of a certain royal court?

It's outrageous, it's outrageous, I'm an ordinary person, a person who abides by the laws of Dali and swears to take ten daughters-in-law.

After Ji Xinghai finished speaking, he got up and patted Jiang Wuji's shoulder: "I don't know if Jiang Kaiyang has told you this, but now that he has become a deceased, if you want to find your own background one day, it is better to go to Shazhou for a walk." ”

What the hell am I doing in that place...... Jiang Wujian stood up and said respectfully, "Thank you, senior." ”

The people of this era focus on inheritance.

Therefore, at least nine out of ten duckweed-like orphans want to find out their own backgrounds, and as for the follow-up after figuring out, that's all a story later.

But maybe because of the influence of the memory on the other end, Jiang Wuji didn't care much about his life experience.

In contrast, it is more important to plan how to marry ten or eight daughters-in-law.

The future is in smoke......

……

The next day, Fengtiansi.

Since Jiang Wuji does not have a direct boss of the Golden Dao now, as long as the fathead fish is not assigned a task, he can completely touch the fish in the open.

"No disease, what about the sun?"

"Uh-huh, why don't you go together?"

"No, no, I still have something to do."

It's the same silver knife, but there are two styles of painting.

Compared with Jiang Wuji's comfort, Liu Changfeng was as uncomfortable as eating Xiang.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Wuji got up from the rattan chair, Jiang Wuji remembered his feelings for this little leader who had taken care of himself before.

Liu Changfeng sighed and said, "A case, a headache is tight." ”

"Huh? Let's talk about it. ”

Seeing that Jiang Wujian intended to help, Liu Changfeng raised his eyebrows and hurriedly said, "You know Widow Chen in Sweetwater Lane, right?" A few days ago, Widow Chen reported to the official, claiming that Mr. Lin from the drunken Wenlou was drunk and bullied her......"

"Lin Wen of the Drunken Wen Building?"

"Yes! Although Zuiwen Building is a goulan tile shop, it is completely different from other places, you have not been there, but you should know it. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Wujian nodded, noncommittal.

Sweet Water Lane was originally called Tianshui Lane, which is very famous in the capital, and is the concentration of large and small green buildings in Goolan tiles.

Because the carmine does not disperse all year round, it is renamed sweet water.

And this drunken literary building, in Sweet Water Lane belongs to the "high-end club", on weekdays only entertain literati and ink writers, the prostitutes in it are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, saying "tonight is a good night and wish to sleep with the king", and those "uncle is coming" can not be generalized.

The main theme is a mood, and the main theme is a love and I want to.

Lin Wen, as the boss, not only read poetry and books, but also passed the Jinshi examination, and is a literate and disciplined reader.

To put it mildly, which woman in Zuiwenlou is worse than Widow Chen?

Is it necessary for Lin Wen to resist the iron law of Dali's "Shazhou service for those who shoulder silver", give up prostitution and take risks?

The difficulty in this case is that Widow Li insisted that Lin Wen was violent, and the latter happened to be unable to produce evidence and could not prove his innocence.

But in turn, framing others

The silver person also went to Shazhou to serve in the levy.

Women in this era are very conservative, unlike Jiang Wuji's previous life, what hollowing, what underwear is missing, what is the shock absorption of your car is not good, there are too many mosquitoes here, I like spiral stripes with dots......

Therefore, it is untenable to insist that Widow Li made false accusations.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Wujian asked, "Widow Li has been widowed for many years, what does she do for a living on weekdays?" ”

"There is a field, and the harvest is enough for her to live." Liu Changfeng said.

Farming widows...... Jiang Wujian asked again: "I remember that Lin Wen was a sick man, and he ran to the pharmacy twice in three days. ”

"Hey, scholars, it's all like this, how can we be as rough and thick as our martial artists."

Jiang Wuji nodded, "Isn't the case over?" ”

"Huh?"

Liu Changfeng was stunned: "Knot, knot?" When did I not know? ”

I've helped you analyze the knife, and you're still ...... Jiang Wujian scolded and said: "Let me give you a little more hint, Widow Li is a farmer, she is strong and strong, Lin Wen is in business, she is frail and sick, drunk, and violent, understand?" ”

Liu Changfeng's squinting eyes seemed to widen a little, and after a few breaths, he let out a long "oh".

"Lin Wen, a little white face who has no power to restrain the chicken, is definitely not as strong as Widow Li who carries a hoe, not to mention drunk and violent, it is estimated that even if he eats a few sticks and five stones and scatters it, he will not be able to suppress Widow Li."

"Well, you can check in this direction first." Jiang Wujian nodded, revealing a teachable appearance.

However, Liu Changfeng's newly stretched brows furrowed again.

"Having said that, this is just our inference, and even if it is true, we have no evidence...... Widow Li will definitely cry out for injustice and will not admit it. ”

"Brother Liu is reasonable, this is just our speculation, there is no evidence."

Hearing this, Liu Changfeng deflated again.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuji smiled and said, "It's okay, I have a plan, you can give it a try." ”

"What?"

"You just have to ask a white servant to pick up Widow Li's clothes in the public court."

“？？？ , no illness, I haven't offended you......"

"Hey, if the white servants in the yamen can't take off their clothes, Lin Wen's weak chicken can do it?"

Liu Changfeng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly brightened!

"I'll invite you to drink when you come back!"

Not long after Liu Changfeng left, a faint fragrance came with the wind.

"Jiang Yindao, you are really easy to find." The fathead fish's personal maid Qing He said angrily.

I don't know if the fathead fish has a wedding maid, I heard that the wedding maid can accompany all...... Jiang Wujian bowed his hand: "Is His Highness looking for me?" ”

"What's the matter~ can't it be someone looking for you?"

"Uh, this ......"

Seeing this, Qing He covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Okay~ I won't tease you, Your Highness asked me to send something to you, Jiang Yindao will definitely like it~"

"Huh? What is it? ”

Qing He turned sideways, and the exquisite curves presented Jiang Wuji's eyes.

Then, she lifted the placket of her embroidered dress slightly, and pulled a corner of embroidered satin from it with a playful look of wanting to refuse and welcome.

"The thing is inside, do you want to take the Jiang Yin knife yourself?"

it? So flirtatious?

Jiang Wujian felt that he would be two heads and one big.