It is difficult to judge the rights and wrongs of the world, good and evil, loyal and 'traitors' are also a thought, pirates are cruel and easy to kill, officers and soldiers are also indiscriminate, thinking of the many helplessness in the world, Da Kui can only sigh secretly.

In Da Kui's hometown of Jeju in Shandong, there was a famous literati Zhang Yanghao, whose literary talent can be said to be eternal, although Da Kui is a 'chest' without ink, just know a few words, but the world's famous sages and great Confucians also know a few. This Zhang Yanghao is one of them. Da Kui, so he remembers him because his surname is Zhang.

Zhang Yanghao has a poem called "Mountain Slope Sheep, Tong Caring for the Ancient": The peaks and mountains are like gatherings. The waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are on the surface, the Tongguan Road, the Wangxi Capital, the intention is hesitant, the Qin and Han dynasties are sad, the palace is ten thousand rooms, the people are suffering, and the people are suffering.

This poem was given by Da Kui when he was learning art in Tiantai Mountain, and the elder brother Ling Xuzi gave it. Every time I think of the helplessness expressed in this poem, Da Kui can't help but feel hurt. Da Kui did not stay on Shrimp Island for a long time. Liao Yongzhong sent a special ship and dozens of soldiers to escort Da Kui back to Songjiang Mansion.

All the way.' Looking at the distant mountains and near the water, Da Kui couldn't help but feel much better.

"What is there to say?" Da Kui smiled but did not answer.

He asked, "My father-in-law is in danger but he can be alone, and there must be a reason for this."

"Hehehe, because of the situation, Mingzhe is just to protect himself." Da Kui is still vague and perfunctory.He doesn't want Panbu to know too much.He won't give him a chance to get involved in danger.Because when Panbu left Shunyuan City.Da Kui had promised Panbu the villagers that he would treat Panbu as his own in the future.That's the case.How could Da Kui easily break his word.

"There's a tavern up ahead, father." Panbu pointed to the distance and raised his voice.

It was noon at the moment, and the two of them were a little hungry all the way, especially when they were young and prime, and it was not uncommon for them to be hungry quickly.

Da Kui looked in the direction of the finger of the cross-step, only to see that there was a small farm yard at the foot of the mountain, the green hills and green houses, the big 'door' of the courtyard was holding a sign, a good out-of-the-world restaurant, although it was far away, but you could still clearly see that there was a big wine word written on the wine sign.

"Well, I'm a little hungry." Da Kui looked around and continued: "This place is close to the mountains and forests, there must be game, you and I can just have a feast." Da Kui said that he knocked his feet on the horse's belly, and the red cloud rushed straight out. The blue-maned horse under its crotch raises its four hooves and rushes forward.

As the folk saying goes: Wangshan runs a dead horse, the restaurant looks right in front of you, but it really walks up for half an hour.

Da Kui and Pan Bu rode their horses to the restaurant's 'door', both dismounted, Pan Bu took the reins from Da Kui's hand, and tied the two horses to a locust tree in front of the 'door'.

Da Kui waited for the horse to be bolted, and the two walked into the small courtyard one after the other.

"Shop." As soon as the words fell, a sixty-year-old man came out of the house.

"Oh, two guest officers, hurry up inside, please." The old man is dressed neatly and neatly.

Da Kui and Panbu walked all the way to the house, and asked, "Old man, what are you doing in this shop?"

The old man followed behind him and said with a smile: "The guest officer has asked, I have hares, wild boars, and birds of all colors in this small shop, I don't know what the guest officer wants to eat." The old man saw that Da Kui was dressed in a gorgeous costume, and naturally he highly recommended food.

Da Kui and Pan stepped into the main hall and sat down at the square table in the room.

"If there is any good wine, good 'meat', you can serve a few things, and in addition, I want ten steamed buns." Da Kui said casually.

The old man nodded busily, turned around and went to the inner room, shouting as he walked: "Cuiying, there are guests.......

Presumably the mountain road is deserted, so there are few diners, and the business of this small shop is not very good.

There are only two or three pairs of seats in the room, and there are half bamboo tubes on the table, and there are more than ten pairs of chopsticks in the bamboo tubes.

"Two guest officers, I'm really sorry, the small shop is secluded and not well received." As she spoke, the woman came to the table and poured tea for Da Kui and Panbu.

"It's okay, we're passing through here, we're going to eat and we're leaving." Da Kui replied with a smile.

The woman poured the tea, put the teapot on the table, and asked, "Are the two guest officers going to Suzhou for business?"

"Hehehe, no, we went to Suzhou to join our relatives." Da Kui replied with a smile still on his face.

There is a proverb in the rivers and lakes: Sailing and walking are three points of risk, but if you go out of the 'door' outside, you meet people and ask what you do. Even if you are really doing business, you can't say it clearly.

"Oops, the slave is too talkative." The woman immediately turned and went into the inner room.

Panbu frowned and said, "Father-in-law, could this be a black shop?"

Da Kui smiled: "Just eat and drink, don't talk too much." He replied and said no more.

After a while, the food and wine were served on the table, and the 'woman' who served the food retreated.

While he was eating and drinking, a shout came from outside the big 'door': "Dad, it's not good." As soon as the voice fell, a descendant broke into the 'door'.

When the old man heard the shouting, he hurriedly came out of the room, but he reproached: "Such a big person, why are you still so reckless, don't frighten the guests." The old man said, turned around and bowed to Da Kui and Panbu and said, "This is my boy, young and ignorant, and he collided with two guest officers."

Da Kui put down the wine glass in his hand and smiled: "It's okay, old man, please take care of yourself." The old man bowed again, and then turned around and pulled the latter out of the 'door' to the outside of the courtyard.

Da Kui and Panbu were eating and drinking, but they heard the old man in the courtyard asking urgently, "What's wrong?"

I only heard the latter say: "Dad, my second uncle beat Wang Xigui to death by mistake."

"Ahh When the old man heard this, he suddenly lost his voice.

The woman in the courtyard heard the noise and came out of the courtyard to the courtyard.

Da Kui and Panbu ate and drank clearly, probably meaning that the uncle of this later life was a cattle seller, because of a quarrel with the tax collector of Qingpu County, Songjiang Prefecture, he was killed by mistake.

Unexpectedly, when the 'woman' heard the bad news, she immediately cried and cried.

"The second uncle killed someone, and the government should be arrested everywhere. Once he is caught, who can save him?" The woman was crying as she spoke, and she was crying very miserably and desolately. Da Kui was hungry, but she was so crying that she had no appetite.

"Sister, don't cry again, that tax collector bullies the market on weekdays, this time he is to blame, let's go to Songjiang Mansion to complain." After the angry whirring road.

The old man sighed: "Murder has been the case since ancient times, and there is a great holiday.

"That tax collector is the younger brother of the county magistrate of Qingpu County. The latter said it rightly, I don't want to be robbed by the old man.

"You don't want to think about it, people say that officials protect each other, and you can sue you to win when you go to Songjiang Mansion. The old man sighed and continued, "It's all fate."

The family was still chattering in the courtyard, but Da Kui was confused. The officials of Songjiang Prefecture and the surrounding towns and counties should have been killed cleanly during the time they were serving as the secretary of the criminal department in Da Kui. Why are there still people who bend the law for 'personal gain'? Da Kui does not care about the murder case, but this corrupt official amassing wealth is Da Kui's duty.

"Shop.Checkout." Da Kui raised his voice and called.

The old man heard Da Kui's voice, and then he went into the house and came to the table.

"Guest officer, the little old man has something to do at home, this meal will be free, please leave by himself, this small shop is about to close." After the old man finished speaking, he sighed and went into the room alone.

Da Kui was stunned for a moment.

Da Kui and Pan Bu sat at the table like this, watching the family busy cleaning up.

"Pillars, go to the car." The old man shouted loudly, and after a while he said, "Cuiying, bring all the dry food you can bring."

When the old man came out of the room, he saw Da Kui and Panbu still sitting in the hall, and the old man couldn't help asking, "Guest officer, why haven't you left?"

Da Kui smiled: "I haven't paid yet, how can I go."

"They all said that they don't want your food money, the little old man does have something at home, and the guest officer can take care of himself." The old man's words were filled with eagerness.Da Kui couldn't help but be a little amused when he heard this.But Da Kui still took out a small piece of silver from his bosom and put it on the table.

"I was in a hurry to go out of the 'door' and didn't bring a copper coin. Da Kui said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the old man said: "Although the little old man is a village man, he also knows that a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

This old man is so old, and his spleen is so upright, and Da Kui can't help but admire in his heart.

At that moment, Da Kui got up and said, "That's it. After a pause, Da Kui said again: "The two of us originally wanted to join relatives in Suzhou, but we changed our minds temporarily.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and immediately asked, "The guest officer is from Songjiang Mansion."

Da Kui smiled: "How can this be fake, and the prefect is still my nephew.".