"Lujiacun ......"

The oil lamp swayed, reflecting the man's face, and a pair of majestic eyes under the thick eyebrows swept over the three words 'Yazui Ling' written on the paper, and then fell to the three words Chen Yaoke,

"In October..... Liu Erlong and a group of bandits ransacked Lujia Village..... they were killed that night......

"On the fifth day of the eighth month, Chen Yaoke was disemboweled by a knife at home, and there was no trace of the window and door locks being touched again......."

When the night of the courtyard gradually changed from pitch black to blue, and the eastern sky was flushed with a hint of fish belly white, Zuo Zhengyang's eyes widened suddenly, and he hurriedly went to another room to rummage through the cabinets and find the document that had been sealed before and handed over to the next head catcher.

The pages clattered in his hand.

At some point, there was a stop.

Leaving his eyes on one piece of content, Zuo Zhengyang's face changed suddenly, and it was the names and addresses of forty idlers registered, nine of whom were from the same place - Lujia Village.

As a head catcher, this clue should not have been ignored, but he has been thinking about the point of demon law harming people, so that he has become blind.

"Call everyone together!" Zuo Zhengyang pinched the booklet, his hands trembling slightly.

Soon, the catchers in the hall ran out in a panic with their robes and weapons, and gathered in the courtyard to whisper.

"I don't know what crazy the catcher who is about to be promoted, so call everyone up at this time. ”

"There may be a new case......

"Could it be that there has been progress in the matter at Chen Yuanwai's house?"

......

The words of discussion gradually became smaller, the two doors of the hall were opened with a creak, and Zuo Zhengyang was wearing a headhunter robe, with two long soldiers stuck behind his back, and a slender blade hanging from his waist, and strode out.

"Are you all together?!"

"It's all right—" the crowd shouted.

Zuo Zhengyang clenched the scabbard and nodded quickly at the crowd, he knew that he had found a clue, and he would soon be able to find out the person behind the scenes.

Although Chen Yaoke's death was different from that of servants and bandits in the mountains, it was ultimately related.

"It doesn't matter who you are...... I'm going to get you out......"

The morning sun had already risen, and he was standing there, about to beckon everyone to go out, when suddenly, his open mouth closed again, and his eyes looked straight at his subordinates.

Yesterday afternoon, in the carriage, the old man's words poured out, lingering in his ears like a hallucination.

"...... all the mountains and the soil, the wind and the rain must be seen and listened to......"

A mountain and a soil, listen to .......

Land?!

Linked to the recent rumors, and accompanying the master book to Lujia Village, the young man's smile was like a spring breeze, Zuo Zhengyang's grip on the handle of the knife unconsciously loosened, and the warmth of the winter morning sun on his body gradually became cold at this time.

"It's Lu Liangsheng......"

...... The county lord and the main book actually knew it for a long time, but I, the head catcher, was the last to know.

In the sunshine, Zuo Zhengyang's whole body was trembling slightly, until someone called him: "Head catcher, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay......"

Here, Zuo Zhengyang said a few times, looked at the golden light, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and waved at his subordinates: "It's all ..... disperse, it's okay." ”

After months of running around, from investigating to interrogating the passing passengers of all parties, he finally turned his eyes back on the bandit and saw the clues to the arrest of the key criminals, but now, all this has become useless.

The sun shines on the face, and it looks pale.

Zuo Zhengyang slowly turned around and returned to the house, and the crowd looked at his back and froze in place, and they talked about it.

"What are you doing here?"

"Maybe it's time to go..... and it's fun again. ”

"It's scattered, go back and sleep again..... it's really fucking unlucky, I was called up before dawn, and I just stood so stupidly......"

The group left the courtyard in twos and threes, and from time to time they glanced back at the hall over there, and couldn't help muttering a few words of complaining.

However, in the afternoon of the same day, they received that Zuo Zhutou was about to leave Fushui County for Hegu County.

After the heavy winter snow passed, the snow melted, the road became muddy, two long knives hung on the side of the horse, Zuo Zhengyang hung his bags, led the horse to look at the lively street scene around, and slowly walked out of the north gate.

In the long pavilion outside the city, a carriage was parked there, and there were two people in the pavilion who prepared drinks and waited, it was the county magistrate Min Changwen, and Wang Shuhua, who had worked together for more than two years, and always had to come to see them off.

The county commander held up his wide sleeves, picked up the wine glass with the old man beside him, and spoke.

"Why is Zhengyang in such a hurry? There are still a few days before the New Year's Pass, you might as well celebrate the New Year, and it's not too late to go after the beginning of spring. ”

There was a lot of reluctance on his face.

On the other side, Zuo Zhengyang held up the wine glass with both hands and said with a smile: "I have to leave sooner or later, anyway, Zuo is also a lonely person, and it is good to report it early, the New Year is over, it is the same everywhere." ”

"Well, Zhengyang is so conscientious, maybe he will rise in the future. ”

"The master book is held high. ”

The three of them talked for a while, then they said goodbye, Zuo Zhengyang turned over and got on the horse, arched his hand towards the two people who got into the car, shook the reins, galloped up, walked out of a section, and 'hoo', stopped the reins, and turned his head to look at the rear.

The outline of the distant city wall stood in the red glow, and the carriage that was fading away.

“...... Lu Liangsheng. He whispered the name.

Zuo Zhengyang half-squinted, and for a moment, he grabbed the horse's belly and shouted: "Ride!" The horse galloped up and disappeared into the glow.

......

The glow spread, burning the sky red.

At the foot of Qixia Mountain, there was a hustle and bustle in the mountains, Lu Taigong, who was on a pear wooden cane, sat on the stone and basked in the sunset, smiling and watching the renovation of the dilapidated houses in front of him.

In the cluttered courtyard, the broth in the cauldron is tumbling.

There are also tired people, wiping their sweat, they took the boiled pork bone soup from Lu Xiaoxian's hand, and poured it into their stomachs, which was a hearty feeling.

Lu Laoshi rode on the roof, his face was full of red, and he excitedly commanded the craftsman, and at a certain moment, he stepped on the air and fell down, but his body stopped in mid-air and slowly descended to the ground.

In the fading red glow, the shadow of a girl could be vaguely seen fleeting.

Not long after, the night covered the world, the warm yellow stove room, and the newly beaten round table had an extra pair of chopsticks, Sun Yingxian wanted to get it, but was knocked on a chopstick by the woman, Li Jinhua looked at the dark night outside the door, and smiled, she was no longer afraid, and even grateful.

Time passed, the newly built house left traces of wind and rain, the winter snow melted away, it was no longer cold, Lu Xiaoxian wore newly bought shoes, and chased a hare in the field.

The flying rabbit broke through a tuft of grass, and met a bloody and hideous face that frightened its legs, froze its body, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Lu Xiaoxian ran over, grabbed the two long ears and lifted them, looked at the grimace in front of him with a smile and gave a thumbs up.

Behind the grass, Nie Honglian put away her grimace, smiled on her cheeks, and shook her thumbs up, her body was like a gust of wind blowing across the field.

She loves the way she is and everything around her.

Back in the courtyard, the fence wall was crawling with blooming morning glories, and the little priest with a cow-nosed was drawing talismans with a brush, and his face was full of ink.

Lu Laoshi was sitting in the donkey shed and still pondering the frame, and then his wife pulled his ears and pulled him away.

The toad man was still lazy, but there was a small cabinet full of new clothes, and occasionally, when he sat up, he was looking through the recipes......

The birds chirped softly, gathered their wings and landed on the edge of the water tank, and on the open window lattice opposite was a young man who had grown a year older, flipping through the books and reciting the contents of the books.

Lu Liangsheng raised his head, looked at the woman who was smiling at him, and laughed too, and sometimes picked up the pen and ink, and added flowers and birds to Honglian on the painting scroll, added two green pines, and painted a swing.

The warbler flies and the grass grows, and it is another spring.

In the dead of night, the lamp swayed gently, a wind blew, stroking the pages, Hong Lian approached with lotus steps, gently plucked the wick, the light was brighter, and the figure of the writing was cast on the window lattice.

The ink marks that have not dried, revealing the fragrance of ink and books, Lu Liangsheng looked at a written handwriting, and soon, he stretched out comfortably, blew out the lights, and returned to the bed, becoming more and more like a scholar.

The cypress trees outside the house have their young leaves and turn yellow, and spring turns to autumn, day after day.

It's a three-year children's exam.

(End of Volume 1)