Han Qiufen opened his eyes and silently stared at the statue of the land god in front of him.

"How much money did we win today?"

"Yesterday I bet five dollars of silver, and today I have cut out the old capital and expenses, and there are more than four taels. ”

The voices of the two people were deliberately quiet, but there were still a lot of broken words that reached Han Qiufen's ears.

I just don't know who's asking and who's answering.

I think these two people won some money by gambling today. So no matter how much they hide it, they still can't suppress the joy in their voices, and their voices rise and fall uncontrollably.

"The surname Jiang has made a lot of money. This person, just follow his fate! The ancestors of the people have made a fortune and saved a lot of money. By his generation, all the good things in the family had almost been wiped out by him. Who would have expected that? People are shaking again today, not only redeeming all the things they pawned before, but also adding a few new things. ”

"What do you say......" The two men suddenly lowered their voices and whispered.

Crunch...... The Land Temple was lively tonight, the two wooden doors were opened again, and a figure with a bookcase on his back and a square scarf interrupted the conversation between the two men in black.

When he walked in, the faint light of the fire also reflected the face of the comer, who was a scholar.

The scholar seemed to know where Han Qiufen lived at night early in the morning, and after coming in, he just glanced at the two people who were cooking the bonfire in the corner on the left, then turned around and closed the wooden door, and then turned his steps and walked directly to the corner where Han Qiufen was.

Han Qiufen looked at the door behind the scholar, and then looked at the scholar. The scholar seemed to understand something, lifted his robe, sat down on the side of Han Qiufen's bed, and said, "Don't worry! The scholar's voice was loud, attracting the attention of two people on the other side of the temple.

Han Qiufen's arrival surprised Han Qiufen, he and the scholar couldn't talk about friendship, and it stands to reason that the scholar shouldn't know where he lives. Thinking of this, Han Qiufen's eyes narrowed slightly.

I thought it was because I was afraid that someone would disturb the conversation again, and since the scholar entered the temple, the two black-clothed men on the opposite side who were burning the bonfire never spoke again.

The scholar couldn't stay idle, and soon after sitting down, he began to empty the bookcase he carried when he saw Han Qiu on the first day.

After flipping through for a while, the scholar finally took out a book, and then leaned down and leaned against the bookcase to read the book.

The fire in the temple is even hard to look at, let alone read, but the scholar is holding the book in a matter-of-fact manner, and his lips are still moving from time to time.

On the fourth watch, the two black-clothed men took out the dry food from their baggage and wrapped their stomachs, got up and shook out the fire in front of them, and then the two of them went out of the temple gate one after another, led the horse, and left.

Han Qiufen woke up when he heard the movement of the two men in black when they left. Turning his head to look at the scholar, he found that the scholar on the side didn't know when he had fallen asleep, and Zhengxiang, who was sleeping with the bookcase in his arms, was sleeping at this time.

Han Qiufen shook his head, slowly got up, opened the wooden door and took a breath, and brought some dry sand from around the Land Temple to cover the extinguished bonfire.

After checking again and again to make sure that the fire would not be rekindled, Han Qiufen once again got into the bed.

The officers of the county government did not sleep all night.

After a busy night, the county government also made a preliminary conclusion about the corpse.

He also sent the autopsy record that had just been sorted out to the county magistrate's house.

I don't know who spread it, but early in the morning, the people on the street knew the preliminary conclusion of the corpse.

It was a woman who died, and according to some officials, the dead woman was the one who was ordered by the county magistrate to be forked out of the court a few days ago.

"Two days later, someone died, but the location of the crime is unknown. The woman's words still confuse the people and the servants.

I don't know where the rumors came from, saying that this is a terrible ghost. It is also rumored that this powerful ghost has actually fallen on this woman a long time ago.

So he manipulated the woman to kill herself after saying this, and because it was a ghost, the woman could still send her body to the county's swill bucket after cutting off her head.

Rumors like this have been varied several times by the afternoon. And each version is different, but they all tell the same story as the real thing, as if someone has seen it with their own eyes.

Han Qiufen left the Land Temple early in the morning, and the scholar had not woken up when he left. Han Qiufen didn't know how long the scholar was going to sleep, so Han Qiufen didn't wait for him anymore. After eating fried juniper and soy milk in the morning, Han Qiufen was ready to go to work at the liquor store.

The gambler is addicted to eating human blood steamed buns, and the silver taels earned yesterday have carried him away, just in time for the shopkeeper to let Zhuang last week, so he took over the handicap of the shopkeeper Zhou, and then relied on the silver in his pocket to have the idea of making another payment.

The bet on the new market is on which part of the limb will be found next.

hand

foot

torso

The odds for the three bets are all 10 to 10 at the beginning.

Many people see that gamblers have made money after their minds are lively, and they must know that it is better to gamble after a hard life.

Although everyone is still afraid of death, the temptation of the silver two is real. At the end of this day, the threshold of the gambler's house is about to be broken.

At night, the magistrate is on the county house

With a bang, Zhixian threw the teacup to the ground heavily, and shouted loudly while stomping on his steps: "Boldly Diao Min, lawless, dare to gamble any way?!"

Holding a teacup in his hand, Mr. Wei, who was sitting on a chair, was savoring the fragrance of tea and did not speak.

Now arrest the gambler immediately, lock him up first, and take this guy to court tomorrow, and the official will personally help him quit gambling. "The two catchers in the county were present, and when they saw that the county lord was angry, they received the order and prepared to approve the arrest.

Mr. Wei put the cup down unhurriedly, and said leisurely: "Wait, you listen to me." “

"Lord Zhixian, since he quit gambling sooner or later, we might as well postpone him for two days. Mr. Wei stood up, saluted the magistrate, and continued: "You have always had every opportunity, and it is his blessing to cultivate him with your own hands, let him save some money in his hand, and pay the tuition, right?"

Listening to Mr. Wei's words, the magistrate and the two catchers looked at each other and smiled, and the magistrate nodded without leaving a trace.

As soon as Mr. Wei saw this scene, he immediately said with interest: "Since the troubles of the adults have been solved, then the grass people will leave first." “

The magistrate didn't do anything to keep him, said goodbye, and arranged for the family to send someone to send Mr. Wei home.

Mr. Wei left the house

The carriage was already waiting outside, and it was Han Qiufen who drove it.

Han Qiufen was no stranger to the mansion of the magistrate, but he had never entered it. Mr. Wei wants to educate the children of ordinary families and run private schools.

Sometimes it is indispensable to ask the officials to help, it is not easy for the people to live under the rule of their parents in these years, the quality of life depends on the conscience of the officials and the lords, and the people are sad about their own lives, and they also send the baby to a ball school.

Outside Mr. Wei's house, the carriage that had been bumping all the way was finally stable.

Mr. Wei got out of the carriage and walked in the direction of the house.

When Mr. Wei's hand just opened the door, Mr. Wei stopped moving, but did not turn around.

After pausing at the door for a moment, Mr. Wei strengthened his strength and slowly opened the door.

"The autumn equinox, the poor are rich because of books, and the rich are expensive because of books, you have to remember it....."

Crunch... The door closed.

Han Qiufen didn't respond to Mr. Wei, he just watched Mr. Wei get out of the car, push open the door, and enter the house.