Like countless bad bad dramas, the beginning of this book still starts with the old-fashioned plot, because the most common rivers and lakes in ordinary people's homes are the downtown area, especially with the sound of horses' hooves.

In the early morning, the morning glow is warmly awakened by the first rays of morning light in the east. In the downtown area of the south of Fuzhou, it is already full of people. Suddenly, from a distance, there was the sound of horses' hooves, and the horseman's anxious urging: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way, the horse won't obey!" It turned out that a horse was frightened and rushed straight through the city gate into the crowd. The crowd panicked and went into chaos. A three-year-old child is separated from his mother in a crowd of people who are hiding from him. The child was crushed and fell to the ground crying, and the child's mother was squeezed on the other side of the street, and before she could scream, she saw a loose horse galloping in the direction where the child had fallen. A tragedy is about to unfold. It was too late, but it was fast, and a yellow figure flew along the wall like lightning, bounced off the stall by the street, and picked up the child from the horse's head in time to jump to safety. The child's mother was about to kowtow to thank her benefactor, but the yellow light smiled slightly, and took the first step to help the woman, and then pulled out and hit the horse's belly with a piece of silver bullet from her waist, rolling up the dust, and momentarily stopping her legs and neighing. "Huang Guang" aimed at the opportunity, decisively tied the reins of the horse, the movement was light, the technique was skillful, the horse was immediately controlled, handed over to the master. The onlookers clapped their hands together, and under the projection of a ray of sunlight, they threw their sword eyebrows and Xingyu into the admiring eyes of many women. "This little brother, may I ask how to take the most convenient road to Yingtian?" After Huang Guang asked a vendor beside him, he raised his head slightly, turned around and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

"Playing handsome in front of everyone's eyes, this old-fashioned action is boring! But it's still quite narrow-minded. On the restaurant facing the street six or seven zhang away, a beautiful figure raised a wine glass, a red shirt attacked people, the peach silk thread embroidered a plum blossom, extending from the skirt to the waist, showing a slender figure, bright as a rose, eyes clear like water, about eighteen or nineteen years old, facing the woman in the blue silk shirt next to him, with a slight chin and said: "Cousin, according to his skills, compared with the cold wind in Pingyao City, how is the victory or defeat?" The woman in the blue shirt quietly sipped the tea, and did not look up, but her every move was graceful, docile and elegant, and her voice was mellow, and she said lightly: "It is difficult to see the depth of martial arts with just one action, unless there is a heart for favoritism." The red-shirted woman Ying Ying said with a smile, "Recently, there seem to be a lot of young talents in the rivers and lakes who are quite good, if these people can be recruited into Shaoyang Mansion and arranged in Yongning Dart Bureau or Tongheng Qianzhuang, they are all good seedlings!" "It is good for the back waves of the Yangtze River to line up the front waves, but young people are in the best years of their lives, and while they are full of spirit and passion, they are also easy to be impulsive and irritable. Dart households not only pay attention to fighting each other with swords and fighting to the death, but also pay more attention to having rich contacts and being proficient in official and business affairs; Qian Zhuang must pay more attention to observing words and feelings, and in addition, they must guard the bottom line! For these, young people often need to pay tuition fees. "Oh, my dearest cousin, the 'young man' screamed one by one, as if some of them were over the age of eighty, and eighty was not far away!" said the woman in the red shirt playfully. Speaking, she drank a glass of wine, raised her voice and said seriously: "Life is like this wine, each age has a unique taste, or sweet, or strong, or sauce fragrance, I like the elegant and malleable type, intuition tells me that this person's martial arts skills are promising, the cold wind this 'thorn in the eye' is pulled out, I am looking forward to the next opportunity to meet, everyone take a look, try the depth of the water." "Well, it's a pity that the world is like chess, and there are so many opportunities to meet and reunite?" the woman in the blue shirt deliberately asked softly. "My cousin knows that I can hear all directions, and I am smart and open-minded, and I deliberately ask knowingly!" said the red-shirted woman playfully, "He is asking the way to Yingtianfu, which happens to be where we are going next, why is it difficult to say 'goodbye'?"

The woman in the blue shirt raised her head, beautiful and spring, as elegant as a hibiscus out of the water, her eyes fell on the bustling crowd on the street, a trace of light hung in front of her mouth, and she said to herself: "If there is an appointment in spring, let him 'come to the night with the sound of wind and rain, and know how many flowers fall'!" Looking into the distance, the grass grows and the warbler flies, it is a good season in the south of the Yangtze River.

It turned out that this pair of sisters came from the Shaoyang Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River, whose ancestral home was Xiangyang, and later moved to Yingtian (Nanjing, also known as Jinling). The younger sister is Gao Zi, the second lady of the family, and the sister is Pan Xingzhu, the daughter of Gao Ru, the second lady of Shao Mansion, and the grandfather of Luo Xianzhong, the lord of Shaoyang Mansion, is Luo Yanhuan, the envoy of the Zhenguo Festival who was collected in the "Cup of Wine and Release Military Power" in the early Northern Song Dynasty. After the Luo family retired from politics, "sailing the sea of business", it is a famous businessman in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the industry involves many fields such as silk, restaurants, freight, tea, etc., among which Yongning Dart Bureau and Tongheng Money Village are the most famous, and Gusu City Baiyun Dart Bureau and Muma Money Village are equally famous in the world. Pan Xingzhu originally followed her parents to do tobacco, illicit salt and other border trades in Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures for many years, but because she was robbed and killed by bandits on the way back to her hometown two years ago, her parents and all the servants were unfortunately killed, but she escaped death by chance, and then defected to Shaoyang Mansion, known as "Miss Tang".

The next day, in the mellow spring and twilight, the sense of loneliness hidden under the glitz and glitz of the downtown suddenly came to the surface. The wind sparsely weaves the catkins dancing by the lake, rolling up the ripples in the warm breeze, picking up the white clothes of the flute man on the flat boat, fluttering, slowly driving into the sight along the river, a clean and bright white brocade suit. The jade tree is in the wind, the eyebrows are picturesque, crystal clear, elegant and smart, and the arch bridge compete for brilliance, just like a geranium blooming in the infinite gorgeous sunset, light and elegant, pouring out the time.

The jade flute is horizontal, riding the wind and treading waves, close to the shore, the man puts away the bamboo flute, leans on the waist, and crosses the colorful glazed exquisite arch bridge, which is indifferent and chic, handsome and dusty, such as the bright "Pan An" in the world, like the fluttering "Song Yu" into the mortal dust. With a strong pace and a neat posture, he jumped onto the shore, his body was as agile as a swallow, and his otherworldly temperament was undoubtedly displayed, highlighting the elegant temperament of "it is like a year of flowing water, and the situation is infinitely better".

The moment he went ashore, the man unfolded the folding fan that was originally inserted in his waist, paced lightly for two steps, wearing a snow-white robe, and set off the golden tassel roses blooming on the cuffs to set off the incomparably delicate, walking in the peaceful spring breeze, the slender figure confidently and calmly--- fixed his eyes at it, it turned out to be the "yellow light" that saved the child from the horse's hooves in the downtown area in the south of Xiangyang - his name is Mu Yunfan, the white clothes are better than the snow, and the clothes are fluttering, which brings out his light charm, not tied or untied, as if the beauty of transcending the world.

Walking for a few miles, the three golden words of "Yingtian City" on the city gate came into view, Mu Yunfan smiled slightly, and was about to enter across the city gate, when he suddenly saw a group of people gathered around, there was a fierce quarrel inside, and he looked closer, an old woman in simple clothes and a young man in brown clothes were fighting for a cyan silk silk, both sides called the silk their own, and they did not let each other, and finally tore and wrestled. Passers-by saw that the old woman was far inferior to the young man in strength, and they all stopped and persuaded him: "Does this silk horse have a unique mark? Or is there a witness at the scene of the rain?"

"There are no unique markings, and there are no witnesses. This is the silk I bought earlier, because I was short of money, and I was going to sell it at the market. I don't want it to rain halfway through. The place is sparsely populated, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back, there is no place to shelter from the rain, seeing the rain is endless, I have to spread the silk to cover the rain, at this time, a person is running in the distance, shivering with cold, the clothes are all soaked, and I ask to take shelter from the rain under the silk. The explanations of both sides are the same, both saying that they are kind enough to take the other party to shelter from the rain, but unexpectedly, after the rain stops and the sky clears, the other party has the greed of the scoundrel who embraces money, and forcibly says that the silk is his own, and pulls and pulls all the way to find someone to comment until he walks to the city gate.

"What's wrong with the young people now? I saw that he was a young man, the same age as my son, and he kindly helped him, but he bullied me for being old and weak, and insisted on robbing me of the silk I used to exchange money for medicine and food, which was really too deceitful!"

After hearing this, the onlookers accused the young man in brown of relying on the strong and bullying the weak, and he was lazy and tired. The young man was dumbfounded for a while, and his face was flushed, and he said, "Anyway, the silk is mine!" and the two sides fell into a dispute again, because the crowd of onlookers continued to increase, blocking the official road leading to the city gate. The two guards guarding the city gate stepped forward quickly with guns and shouted: "Disperse, disperse, and don't cause trouble!" Otherwise, they will all be arrested and put in prison on the charge of "fighting in the streets!"

Seeing this, everyone was at a loss for a while, and Mu Yunfan relieved the siege and said: "Since you both insist on returning the silk to your own and refuse to give up, and you have angered the official in front of you, why don't you make a judgment and resolve the matter on the spot, not only to let the two sides return empty-handed, but also to avoid trouble, I don't know if everyone can object?"

Seeing that Mu Yunfan was majestic and extraordinary, the two sides would have some clever plan to judge the case fairly, and they both nodded in agreement. Mu Yunfan immediately took the silk silk, and the light dancing folding fan crossed the middle, only to see that the silk was as if it was split in two by a sharp sword, and everyone was stunned on the spot. He handed half of the handkerchiefs to the old woman and the young man, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled: "Half of each, so as not to fight again." ”

"What are you still grinding?" Under the warning of the guards guarding the city again, the old woman and the young man looked at each other, each received a handkerchief, and had to give up. The crowd sighed and gradually dispersed.

The young man in brown did not enter the city gate, he was sullen with a silk on his back, and when he turned around and met a neighbor in the same village, he told what had just happened with resentment, and scolded the person who decided the case as a fool; the old woman also carried a silk silk into the city gate with the flow of people under a displeased expression, and walked to the market half a mile away from the west of the city, and put down half a silk to sell to passers-by, because the price was much lower than the shop goods, and soon, half a silk silk was sold out.

Just as the old woman was glad to show her eyebrows and count the copper plate in her hand happily, she was caught by a servant who was watching and shouted: "Shameless woman, she actually robbed other people's property and sold it here." It's not a real recruit yet!"

It turned out that outside the city gate at that time, Mu Yunfan followed the brown-clothed young man who complained all the way, until he walked out of the city gate and met a neighbor from the same village a hundred meters away, and decisively judged that the old woman was lying, and the silk belonged to the teenager.

In order to seek evidence, Mu Yunfan grabbed the brown-clothed young man and came to the city gate to guard the sentry, asking to send someone to follow the old woman to observe his expression and the price of selling silk.

"How can you be sure that the old lady will take the silk to the market in the east or west of the city to sell it, in case she runs out of shopping in the city and plans to go home with the silk?" asked the chief of the guard.

"It is absolutely impossible, as a country woman, she picked up half a silk silk for nothing, and hurried into the city, she must have wanted to exchange it for silver taels as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night. ”

"Why should we believe you and conclude that the old woman is a thief?"

"With this piece of residual jade, which is engraved with the seal script and carved in the Western Xia Dynasty, it can predict good luck and evil, reflecting the ancient and modern. If you don't do what I say as soon as possible, I dare to conclude that your job is not guaranteed!" Mu Yunfan clearly said with a serious face, but said with a smile: "You can take the remnant jade, please verify it with your family, and see if what I said is the slightest mistake!"

The chief of the guard took the remnant jade, his hand felt warm and delicate, like grease and cream, judging that "the comer is not good", he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately sent someone to follow the old woman, and at the same time, according to the instructions, took out a gray account book from the sentry box and handed it to Mu Yunfan.

In the bazaar, the crowd gradually gathered, and the old woman was even more shocked and was about to justify.

At this time, Mu Yunfan accompanied the young man to appear in front of her and asked: "If it is your old goods, please quickly tell me when and which shop you bought the silk, the store has an account book of import and export goods, and when the time comes, you will know the truth and falsehood!" "The old woman is old, her memory is not good, and she can't remember these trivial things after a long time!" The old woman gritted her teeth and excused herself.

"Yes, it's been a long time, how long has it been?" Mu Yunfan asked, "The price of a silk silk is a lot of money for the countrymen. Seeing that your old words are full of words, and you have a clear mind about selling silk and settling accounts, you won't forget a lot of money for your family expenses in three or four days, where you spent it?" he said in a sonorous and powerful tone, and his words were loud.

"It's not two or three days, it's about half a month or more than half a month, I'm older, my memory is not good, and after ten days, I'm allowed to forget things!" the old woman was frustrated for a while, and immediately added.

Suddenly, Mu Yunfan shook out an account book from behind his back, and said sharply: "Don't hide it anymore, this silk horse was transported from the Western Regions a week ago, the texture is pure, the feel is silky, only the Xianghe Silk Village in the city is in stock, it is impossible to sell it half a month ago! This account book also clearly records the import and export time of this batch of silk!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I remembered, I bought it in Xianghe Silk Village a week ago, when I was going to buy a decent new dress for my daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, so I spent a lot of money and made a lot of money, but there was an accident in the family, and my son was sick, so I planned to sell the silk upside down!" The old woman explained again and again: "I was stunned by the official mission just now, and I forgot everything for a while, and I did buy it in Xianghe Silk Village!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man was extremely excited, and knelt down and said: "Now, I have finally cleared up my injustices, thanks to your high opinion!" The official took the account book from Mu Yunfan's hand respectfully, laughed at the old woman and said: "You ignorant woman, there are 7 silk villages in the city, but there is no peaceful silk village at all! This is not a Huajuan from the Western Regions, but a flat silk woven from tussah silk, which belongs to the middle and upper grades, where can it be talked about unique to the whole city--- you don't make a fool of yourself!"

After hearing this, the old woman's face turned pale, she sat down on the ground, and the copper coins in her hands fell to the ground with a bang, she looked up at the account book that the official was about to put into her chest, and said in surprise: "Then this account book--"

"Heh, that's a real and real account book, but it's not an auspicious silk village, but an account book that records the food expenses of my daily officers and soldiers stationed at the Shaoyang City Gate!" said that, an official about 46 or 47 years old, with a fat body, wearing an official hat, wearing court clothes, and pedaling court boots, strode under the opening of the road with his guards.

When everyone saw him, they immediately knelt down and knocked: "See the prefect!" It turned out that the person who came was Shen Zhou, the supreme administrator of Shaoyang, and the official was from the fourth grade. Originally, he should not have appeared in the market because of a small case, but when he received the Hetian Broken Jade handed over by the guards guarding the city from his entourage, he resolutely put down the affairs in his hand and rushed to the market.

Mu Yunfan didn't kneel, but bowed his hand and said, "Lord Shen Zhou, after four years, he is still full of energy and full of energy!"