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Birds with gray wings fall down the eaves, straight streets, carrying sugar gourds, carrying goods and merchants walking through the streets, street stalls unveiling steamers, steaming, the old man pushing the wheelbarrow creaking softly, and the shopkeepers shouting.

"Freshly pancakes, fluffy flower cakes....."

"The clay pot with a roll-mouth can't hold anything, but it can also be used as a night pot, the handsome boy over there, don't you come and take a look?"

"Dressing, bronze mirrors, good mahogany, can't pick up the eyes, and good-looking portraits. ”

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Above the noisy and lively street, there is a floating room on the second floor of the inn where regulars come to the three-character inn, and there is the sound of rustling and eating.

"Eat more, the food sold in this city store tastes excellent. ”

"What to eat more, leave some for Liangsheng, Lu Erdan, you put down your hooves!"

In the noisy words of Lu Pan, Lu Qing and others, Lu Liangsheng opened his eyes, and when he sat up, he found that he didn't know when he had fallen asleep on the bed.

The toad Taoist shrunk into a lump, basking in the morning light on the desk, eight big men from Lujia Village called a lot of meat around the round table, and when they saw Lu Liangsheng wake up, they sat down on the nearest person, tore off a chicken leg and handed it over.

"Good life, give, eat more good food early in the morning. ”

Pressing the edge of the bed, putting down his feet and putting on his shoes, Lu Liangsheng took the chicken leg and put it on the desk: "I'll eat later, I ate a lot last night, and I don't feel hungry now." ”

After saying a word, he put on his robe and went to the corner to wash his face, wipe the water stains and turn back.

"Uncle Pan, let's go to the county office today to have a look, deal with the affairs of the village as soon as possible, and go back early. ”

Lu Pan, who was pinching half a chicken, nodded, thought about it, put down the chicken in his hand, and turned to his eldest nephew, but his brows were furrowed.

"Liangsheng, in the morning, when I went downstairs to order the men to serve food, I heard from the diners who came to eat in the store that Chen Yuanwai's son died. ”

Next to him, Lu Qing lifted it up and took a sip.

"If you die, you will die, if this kind of person does not die, God will be blind. ”

In the corner of the wall over there, Lu Liangsheng hung up a towel and sat down at the dining table, someone hurriedly handed over chopsticks and a bowl of gruel, and the young man smiled: "It has nothing to do with us, when we leave, he can be alive and kicking, maybe the female ghost is too smart, as soon as we leave, we will kill him in turn to take revenge." ”

“...... Not. Lu Pan thought about it, his beard stretched, picked up the half chicken again, and asked for a bite.

"That's right, that's the reason. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his voice to the other seven people, and added: "In the future, none of us can mention the affairs of Chen Yuan's foreign family, even if we do, don't bring Liangsheng in!"

After eating a somewhat greasy breakfast, he also retired from the room, at this time, the outside spread about what happened to Chen Yuanwai's family early in the morning, and even the more than 40 people who participated in it added fuel and vinegar to the story of the ghost in Chen's house last night, and now Chen Yaoke is dead, Chen Yuanwai is sick in bed, and he has no scruples.

"You don't know how powerful, if it weren't for the presence of a master that day, I'm afraid that Chen Yaoke would have died on the spot. ”

The children chased and fought, and the adults in the family shouted a few words, turned around and continued to gather with neighbors in the neighborhood to whisper and discuss the news they had heard.

"Ouch, that's what you don't know, that female ghost came back to Fushui County to sing for Chen Yuanwai, I was there at the time, the voice was very good, and the bones of the people who sang were crispy. ”

An older scholar foamed at the ground.

“...... It's not because Chen Yuanwai's son is harmed, this person hasn't read much, but he is dressed like a scholar, flirting with good women everywhere, ruining the reputation of scholars like us, and deserving of death!"

"I don't know how the county order will deal with this matter. ”

“...... Are you still catching ghosts and going to jail?"

The streets and alleys, or teahouses, restaurants, are mostly small circles of three or five groups, after all, it is rare to kill people, at the beginning of the period, I still felt that the Chen family father and son were unlucky, and now that they knew a little truth, they began to clap their hands one by one, and some of them were fierce, running to the door of the Chen Mansion and spitting on the door.

Lu Liangsheng followed the eight people on the way to the county office, and after listening to some of them, he stopped listening, walked through the bustling streets, and found the county office, the old servant in charge of the Chen family was coming out of it, his old eyes were slightly red, he glanced at Lu Liangsheng's nine people, and hurriedly left in the carriage.

Lu Pan looked at the carriage in the distance and followed it to the ground.

"Presumably, an important person died in the family, so he came to the county government to report to the official, that red poor female ghost, why didn't you see them coming?

"Uncle Pan won't talk about this for the time being. Lu Liangsheng gave him a look, the matter has fallen, there is no need to discuss it later, so as not to make extraneous branches, go out twice, the first trip to this county with his father Lu Laoshi to this county has no feelings, I feel that the outside world is prosperous and dazzling.

This second trip has made him grow a lot, and he has seen the spirits who spared his life, and he has also seen the hearts of people who are several times more disgusting than the spirits.

As for the female ghost, Red Pity.

Lu Liangsheng sighed, everything he could help had already been helped.

Thinking about it, the man walked up the steps of the yamen and saluted the officers on both sides to explain his intention.

"Two eldest brothers, we are from Lujia Village, Qixia Mountain, and we came back once two days ago, and the paper was also handed over, which was about a dispute between the two villages over irrigation farmland. ”

The errand officer glanced at the slow-talking, timid young man in front of him, and nodded: "It's you, I just heard Lao Zhao talk about it yesterday." ”

"Speaking of it?" Lu Liangsheng was a little puzzled.

"The handwriting is beautiful!"

The officer smiled and pointed to the side under the eaves of the yamen: "You wait there for the time being, and I will go in and report to the master." ”

It turned out that it was because of the paper he wrote before, and Lu Liangsheng didn't know whether to laugh or not, so he learned from the other party and arched his hand.

"That annoys this big brother. ”

The errand officer stepped into the gate of the county government with a water and fire stick, and did not go to the public hall in front of it, which is the place where the case is tried on weekdays, and the place where the county order master handles daily official business is in the side courtyard, where there are several side rooms, one for the county order, one for the county magistrate, one for the county lieutenant, and one for the chief bookkeeper and the warden.

When the errand came, the small officials and catchers came and went busily, and before they were still troubled by the county order and the main bookkeeper because of the haunted things, and now the person died suddenly, and it was rumored that the ghost was killed, so he could only put it aside for the time being, and let the warden go to investigate, and he couldn't find the murderer, so he just treated it as a headless case.

"If it is as rumored in the market, the death of this Chen Yaoke, this county not only doesn't care, but also wants to drink a scoop!"

"The county is jealous and hateful, and it is difficult to change, if you are recalled to Nan Chen in the future, I am afraid that you will have to change it, and you will offend people and be demoted. ”

In a room on the left side of the courtyard, two tables are facing each other, and on the opposite side of the door, the county magistrate wearing an official robe, about forty or so, is talking indignantly and slapping the table, but his face is square, and the long beard under his chin looks quite magnanimous.

On the other side of the past words, there is an old man who is older and him, who is the chief bookkeeper of Fushui County, because the county seat is not big, and there are not many official duties, so there is no county governor and county lieutenant, that is, he moved to the same room as the county order, and he is good at talking about official business, and he does not need to be recalled back and forth, which seems so cumbersome.

The county magistrate took a sip of tea and picked up a pen to correct official business.

"Let's depreciate, the Jingguan is not as happy as he is now, it is in this place that the gods and ghosts are making people want to break their heads......"

The old man over there said with a smile: "The place is mostly like this, since Chen Yaoke is dead, let the people below investigate, if you can't find it, forget it, this kind of weird and strange thing, it's hard to say, the county and I, if you have that leisure, it's better to finish the official business of the two days first." ”

As he spoke, he took away the official business that had been approved in front of him, reached out and picked up the complaint that had not yet been processed on the other side, looked at the content on it, and suddenly laughed.

The county magistrate raised his head: "Is there a problem up there?"

The old man put down the complaint and shook his head.

"The content of this paper is simple and unpretentious, just like the story written in the school at the beginning of the school, but this word is comfortable to read, good words...... Well, the pen is Lu Liangsheng, but it's a good name. ”

"Oh? What can make the old gentleman admire, this county also wants to see it. ”

The county magistrate came over, took the piece of paper, looked it up and down, and couldn't help but nodded: "It is indeed a good handwriting, one stroke at a time, without any mud and water, neat and powerful, but unfortunately it is too neat, just like copying, lifeless." ”

While speaking, there was a knock on the door, and the county magistrate turned his head: "What's the matter?"

"Qiqi County Order, Master Book, Lu Liangsheng of Lujia Village, Qixia Mountain, came to the county government to sue the dispute between the two villages. ”

The county magistrate put down his hand, looked at the old man, and laughed.

"Huh..... As soon as I talked about him, I came, and I wanted to see what the person who wrote this word looked like. ”

The latter, too, laughed, then got up and walked out.