Who is black and who is white, who is good and who is evil.

Li Ping'an can't tell the difference, and the swordsman can't tell the difference, maybe it's hard to distinguish between good and evil, and whoever lives to the end is the right way.

Today, the swordsman died under the gun, and he is the murderer who entered the house to kill people.

Ming'er Li Ping'an died in the hands of the swordsman, that is, he beheaded the devil and eliminated the harm for the people.

"We don't want to be good people, but we can't be demons, the young heroes we met today have bad brains, it doesn't mean that other heroes will be so reckless......"

Li Ping'an picked up a shovel and skillfully dug a pit and buried the swordsman's body under the peach tree.

This guy is immature, not like a scattered person in the rivers and lakes, but more like a disciple of a famous sect.

The daughter-in-law stood on the edge of the pit obediently, not afraid, maybe she didn't know what fear was, seeing Li Ping'an's forehead sweating, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

Li Ping'an advised: "Madame, don't tell this matter. ”

The daughter-in-law nodded again and again, and then said gloomily: "In a few days, I won't remember." ”

"It's okay, forgetfulness is a state."

Li Ping'an got along with his daughter-in-law for a few months, and found that her illness was not stupid, but her IQ was relatively low, she couldn't remember things, and her brain circuits were relatively straightforward.

Old Taishan Zhang Yuanwai is a poetry and book heirloom, listen to him, when he was a child, he asked Mr. Mengxue to teach his daughter-in-law to read.

As a result, the words learned today will be forgotten tomorrow, and a female training has been read for four or five years, and she is still memorizing the first page, so that she is sure that her daughter is born stupid.

Later, I hired a lot of doctors and took many medicines, but they couldn't be cured.

The reputation of stupidity spread, and no one was willing to marry a stupid daughter-in-law, and slowly became an old girl.

Li Ping'an buried the corpse, used his iron leg skills to step on the ground, and after a few spring rains, no trace could be seen.

"The Pure Yang Great Array and the hundred-year-old peach wood suppression, it shouldn't turn into a powerful ghost, right?"

Just in case, recite the mantra twice.

As a result, Jianmu was slightly feverish, and he actually gained wisps of merit, which made Li Ping'an a little crying and laughing.

This Jianmu branch doesn't seem to be very smart, if you kill someone and then bury it, you will have merit, and one day Shouyuan will be gone, and then bury the virtue to prolong life.

"Such a divine object is by no means so superficial, perhaps ......"

Li Ping'an pondered for a long time, remembering the interpretation of life and death in "Taoist Teachings", and faintly understood.

"Maybe this is the way of heaven and justice, merit and sin karma are accounted for separately, merit is merit, sin is sin, and the two cannot cancel each other!"

Once the truth is understood, many previous doubts are suddenly dissolved.

"Madame will go and rest first."

After Li Ping'an coaxed his daughter-in-law to sleep, he hurriedly took out a few volumes of Taoist scriptures, sat under the lamp and read them again, and gave birth to many new insights.

Read the book a hundred times, and the meaning will be seen by itself.

Always learn and always be new, always understand and always advance.

Li Ping'an read until the sky was bright, and when he heard the shouting of the morning stall on the street, he turned off the lights unsatisfied.

"No wonder the Buddha is re-enlightened, and last night's diligent progress is better than a year or two of hard study!"

Closing the scroll, he caught a glimpse of the clutter on the ground, and then remembered that he had not sorted out the swordsman's relics.

A high-grade steel long sword, without any special markings, more than 300 taels of silver tickets, jade peiyu wrench fingers, gold and silver hairpins and other jewelry, the total value of more than 500 taels.

"If you don't steal or rob, you have this value, at least you are from a big family."

Li Ping'an put the long sword into the secret room, exchanged the jewelry for gold and silver, and came to the courtyard to make a fire to cook.

As soon as the stove was lit, the daughter-in-law sat on the bench.

"Xianggong, I'll help you light the fire."

When the fire was burning, I didn't forget to stare at Li Ping'an cooking porridge, how to deal with the internal organs, what seasonings to add, and how long it took to boil with my fingers.

"There are no elders in the family, so let's just live, and we don't have to force us to learn anything."

"Xianggong, I must learn to cook!"

Li Ping'an saw his daughter-in-law's willow eyebrows frowning slightly, obviously made up his mind, so he slowed down the step of boiling porridge, and explained the reason for doing so while doing it.

After six years of loneliness, I suddenly found that there was someone to talk to, which was not bad.

Even if it's a homely dish that's as plain as water and doesn't have much nutrition.

……

Spring goes and autumn comes.

Letting the situation of the court change will not affect the peace of the mortuary.

ushered in the corpses that were sent, either homeless beggars, or prisoners who committed suicide in fear of crime, Li Ping'an had long been numb when he saw too much.

The daughter-in-law was scared at first, so she hid in the house and didn't dare to come out.

Slowly got used to it, and helped Li Ping'an deliver the utensils, but his brain reacted slowly, and he often took the scissors and knives wrong.

Li Ping'an disposed of the corpse, and he had already reached the realm of cooking, and he could touch the right tool without looking, but he did not refuse his daughter-in-law's help.

And don't be in a hurry, even if you hand it wrong, it doesn't hurt to use scissors as knives.

The deceased have no opinion, and Li Ping'an will not be harsh.

this day.

Zhong Er sent a special corpse, and the deceased was Zhao Sacrificial Wine, the eunuch of the country.

From the official position of the third grade, the big man wearing Zhu Dai Zi, the dry corpse lying on the straw mat is not much different from the homeless beggar.

"What crime did Zhao Xianjiu commit?"

Li Ping'an was surprised, he had read the "Dongxuan Taoist Discipline Ritual" written by Zhao Xijiu, discussing the source and use of Taoist altars, Zhaijiao, dojos and other rituals.

The writing is interesting and the wording is rigorous, which is better than the writings of many real people.

I've always wanted to ask for advice in person, but I didn't expect to meet in such a form.

The reader stands, the author lies.

Zhong Er said disdainfully: "This guy is a clean official on the surface, and even his official robe is full of patches, but in fact he is a big corrupt official, and it is said that the Zhenfu Division found three million taels of stolen silver!" ”

Daqian's annual tax is only forty or fifty million taels, and Zhao Saijiu alone accounts for six or seven hundreds.

Li Ping'an was surprised: "What's going on?" ”

"We don't know the specifics."

Zhong Er said: "I heard that there are several famous thieves in the rivers and lakes, and the way to test who is more capable is to find a big official to see who has stolen more silver." ”

Li Ping'an bowed slightly, sounding quite interesting.

"Then how did you choose Zhao Sacrifice Wine, he is known for his reputation, and it is rumored that the rice jar can starve rats to death, and there are not a few taels of silver at home."

"Hey, hey, it's funny."

Zhong Er couldn't help but smile and said: "One of the thieves admired Zhao Sacrifice Wine very much, put the competition in his house, and agreed that the winner would give half of his net worth to Zhao Sacrifice Wine, in the name of promoting the thief!" ”

"As a result, the thief had a lot of skills in stealing, and found a few vaults and silver cellars from Zhao Sai Restaurant, which were ten times more valuable than them, so he reported to the official ...... when he was angry."

"I see."

Li Ping'an's expression was strange, and this style of doing things sounded very familiar.

"What's this thief's name?"

"I heard that it's called a thief or something, and we don't know about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but in addition to the big corrupt officials who help the court, he should be a good person."

Zhong Er kicked the corpse of Zhao Xijiu and couldn't help but spat at the mouth.

"This old guy is very bad, he is greedy for so much silver, and he even starved his granddaughter to death, and he doesn't know what he wants?"

"Greedy for money and greedy for fame."

Li Ping'an asked: "How did such a key criminal die in the prison?" ”

"I want to close the case as soon as possible......"

Zhong Er pointed to the sky, and the meaning of his words was obvious, His Majesty had also admired Zhao Sacrificial Wine today, and then was slapped in the face by the facts.

Moreover, the imperial court newspaper publicized the deeds of Zhao sacrificial wine several times.

Such as sewing official robes, running mice in rice tanks, starving granddaughters and not greedy for ink, etc., shaping into a clear stream in the clear stream, a celebrity among celebrities.

In the end, he is a big corrupt official, which really damages the majesty of the court.

However, contrary to expectations, the sacrificial wine case contains all the elements that can be popular.

The reputation of the main culprit is wide, the mystery of the process of solving the case, the struggle of the court, and the fighting skills of the rivers and lakes, which can be adapted and written into several volumes from several angles.

Soon it became popular in the capital, and within a month, the script was compiled, and it was changed into an opera.

Of course, both the script and the opera have repeatedly emphasized that His Majesty is a saint, but he has only been temporarily deceived by corrupt officials, otherwise this drama will be forbidden to be sung!