Early the next morning, Zhao Wu'an happily came to the county office with a box on his back, as gentle as a handsome boy who had been delegated to the school. Seeing that the two guards looked at him with puzzled eyes, he didn't dare to let him go easily, so he was about to go to the side of a yamen and beat the drum of injustice.

The door rumbled and opened a crack inward, and An Guangmao poked his head out helplessly: "Zhao Jushi should come in." ”

In line with the mind that the small temple could not afford the big Buddha, An Guangmao watched Zhao Wu'an swagger into the county government with worry.

Due to the death of twenty people in the ancient tomb, the county government seemed very quiet at the moment, and only a few priests stood in the corner of the courtyard, discussing how to deal with this small case. At present, the biggest case in the county is, of course, the tragic death of a teenager, and the yamen has put a lot of energy into it, and the rest is handed over to these guards to be broken up one by one

Su Qinghe sat in the chair of the Taishi in the main hall, kneading his sore eyebrows with one hand, while burying the case and flipping through the documents. An Guangmao's original intention was to let him sleep in the bedroom of the county government, but Su Qinghe insisted on living with the catchers, hastily clothed and fed, and got up early in the morning to occupy the main hall. Seeing An Guangmao coming in, he immediately got up and gave up his seat, and An Guangmao signaled that it was okay.

Su Qinghe's official is already bigger than the county order. If he wants to go to the county commander's bedroom to sit now, it is estimated that the county commander will not dare to object.

Zhao Wu'an also poked over with a ghostly head, and Su Qinghe immediately pulled down his face, his brows furrowed, and he looked very helpless.

There were still a few people sitting in the main hall, including Kong Baisang, the father of Kong Xiuji, who was crying bitterly yesterday, sitting on a wooden chair at the moment, leaning against the wall in a daze.

On the west side of the main hall sat a couple in white, the wife was hiding her face with her sleeves, sobbing and matching, but she could still see that she was in good shape, and her husband comforted her softly. There was only one woman left in black clothes and black trousers, wearing a red belt, whose face was a little pale, leaning against the door with her chest crossed, silent.

An Guangmao quietly introduced: "The couple in white are Duan Kexu's parents, and the one leaning against the door is Zhang Jinzhou's aunt. ”

Yesterday, the bodies of the three were returned to the county government office for examination. Today, relatives were invited to collect the bodies of their children.

Zhao Wu'an nodded and said curiously: "When the child died, the parents didn't come to the yamen, but the aunt came to collect the body?"

It is obviously not good to chew on the root of other people's tongues, An Guangmao thought for a while, and said simply: "Zhang Jinzhou is a concubine, and after his parents leave, he will be raised by an aunt who has no heirs. ”

- "It is the age when ten years of cold window learning is enough to repay the grace of parenting, but he died in vain", the second half of this sentence, An Guangmao swallowed his stomach with interest and did not say it.

Zhao Wu'an was curious, and a hunched half-little old man walked in behind him, his beard was curled, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. Yaoyao saw Su Qinghe sitting on the Taishi chair with a displeased face.

Su Qinghe's reaction was not slow, and when he saw the little old man coming in, he immediately vacated his seat and beckoned, "The county order is early." ”

The old county commander snorted sullenly twice, responded with authority, and pouted: "In front of Su Yanshi, adults don't dare to be." ”

Su Qinghe smiled warmly: "Where." When Qinghe was a child, he was often instructed by you, and he respected an adult, as he should. ”

The county magistrate staggered and sat on the Taishi chair, and Duan Kexu's father over there finally coaxed his crying wife, stood up and said, "I have seen the county magistrate, Xiaomin came today as promised, and wanted to get back my son's ...... , good into the soil for peace. Rao is such a middle-aged Confucian who knows the general situation and knows right from wrong, and when facing the pain of losing a child, he is still a little speechless.

The county commander narrowed his already small eyes again: "Ah, you are Duan Bangcai? Well, yes, yes, this official knows." ”

Niu Tou's response to the horse's mouth, the middle-aged Confucian named Duan Bangcai looked embarrassed, and he didn't know what to do. The woman in black at the door said coldly: "Old man Xu, I don't care what the hell you are thinking about in your stomach, I will hand over my nephew within a stick of incense." I, Zhang Chen, still say the same thing, if you live to see people and die, you have to see corpses, if you don't hand it over, I will let you crawl out of this hall today. ”

Xu Xianling raised his eyebrows and snorted: "You dare." But looking around, except for a few relatives of the deceased, Zhao Wu'an and Su Qinghe were all cold-eyed, An Guangmao also pretended to be confused, most of the young servants died yesterday, and the comfort fee was a large amount of silver, and now there is no slave to support him, and he is a lot less arrogant in the face of this woman for a while.

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly, today I want to check the clues, not to listen to the nonsense of these living people. Excuse me with An Guangmao and quietly turn out the door. In early spring, the weather is still pleasant, with kingfishers chirping in the willow trees in the courtyard and a soft breeze blowing in the corridor. Zhao Wuan walked and thought of An Qing, the girl who was so stubborn to investigate the case, I don't know if she came to the county office today.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Zhao Wuxin wanted to say that Cao Cao Cao had arrived, but as soon as he turned around with a wry smile, he saw Su Qinghe's square and cold face.

Zhao Wu'an: "......"

Su Qinghe frowned: "What are you laughing at in broad daylight? ”

Zhao Wu'an was solemn.

Su Qinghe coughed twice, as if he felt a little embarrassed, and lowered his head and said, "Listening to your tone yesterday, it seems that I am very familiar with my ancestor. ”

Zhao Wu'an shook his head: "That's not the case. I've just been asked to tell you this story. Originally, I came down to Qingdi Township, and I had this idea, but I didn't expect that although you moved your family away, you were sent back again. ”

"Story?" Su Qinghe was dazed, "If it was the defeat of the family ancestor back then, Qinghe had already heard from the old servant of the family that it was nothing new-"

"The reason why the reinforcements arrived late was to save a small village that had been trampled by the Khitan iron cavalry. Zhao Wu'an said slowly, "Your grandfather was a famous strategist in the Great Song Dynasty back then, known as a man who was good at training troops, attacking urgently, and scheming poisonously, how could he hand over such an important reinforcement to a stranger? Therefore, the object of your grandfather's request back then was a good friend of his, a friend who could be called a friend of life and death. ”

Su Qinghe was stunned. This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. His impression of his grandfather was still very young, as if he were a weak scribe who still held a feather fan. People called him Su Lao, respected as the wise man in the township, and he had heard a lot of remarks about his grandfather, but he had never been able to associate the weak old man with the strategizing Su Changdi in people's mouths.

It is said that my grandfather was born in Suzhou, also surnamed Su, in order to protect the family and defend the country to become a strategist, the most unforgettable thing in my life is the ten-mile causeway in my hometown. Therefore, after joining the army, he changed his name to Su Changdi and became a world-famous strategist.

Zhao Wu'an continued: "His good friend is a very generous person, and his only hobby in life is to make friends, which is also a good conversation. At that time, the Song army looked like a bamboo, but in fact, the supply was too long, and the soldiers were tired from fighting day and night, and when they attacked the city of Youzhou, they were already unable to continue. At this time, the only one who has a chance to turn the overall situation around can only be the people in the rivers and lakes. And that good friend brought it was a group of Jianghu people with good martial arts, who abandoned their past grievances and sacrificed their lives to go to the country. ”

"Thirty miles out of Flying Fox City, they saw a group of Liao people looting the village, old and young, women and children, all slaughtered, a slightly good-looking woman may be able to temporarily avoid death, but the end is often more tragic, and they can't escape the fate of being played to death. Zhao Wu'an's voice was faint, and his expression remained unchanged, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him, "Because of the traitors, they got the wrong map, thinking that the village was attached to Youzhou, and they no longer endured it at the moment, and they used their abilities to almost annihilate the Liao army." ”

But they soon realized that their opponents were too vulnerable, and they understood that this was not the main force of the Liao army. However, the remnants of the fleeing Liao soldiers had already brought the news, and the Liao army mobilized elite scouts to block along the road. The team that understood that the map information was distorted was like losing their eyes in the enemy territory, rushing and groping all the way, and after several lives and deaths, there was a scene where less than a third of the people rushed to the city of Youzhou and encountered the rout of the Song army. And the reason why your grandfather never died on the battlefield was because that friend, as well as many of your grandfather's friends of life and death, exchanged your grandfather with his own life. ”

Su Qinghe's eyebrows and eyes faintly appeared with pain.

"Your grandfather was not destined to hear about these things, and he never saw that friend again for the rest of his life. Zhao Wu'an said disapprerovingly, "It's just that someone wants you to know these things, and wants to tell you that back then, your grandfather was not alone." Maybe we're just a little bit unlucky. ”

Su Qinghe said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is definitely not an ordinary layman. The surname Zhao is the surname of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is not a trivial matter that you have the same surname as the emperor. Dare to ask your real name?"

Zhao Wuan smiled: "Zhao Wuan." ”

Su Qinghe's eyes were lonely. Zhao Wu'an spread his hands and said, "Anyway, I'm here to find you today." The body of the deceased, I hope I can see it. ”

Su Qinghe's face was embarrassed: "It has been handed over to the county magistrate, and it should be returned to a few relatives in a short time." I can't do that. ”

He turned around and was about to bypass Zhao Wu'an, but Zhao Wu'an grabbed a step and stopped in front of him: "Come less." Your official is bigger than the county order, I know. ”

Su Qinghe said helplessly: "This is not an official overpowering an official ......."

Before he finished speaking, a voice sounded behind Zhao Wu'an: "I am willing to lend the corpse." ”

Zhao Wu'an turned his head in surprise, and Su Qinghe also poked his head out, the speaker was the woman in black who was leaning against the door in the main hall before. She knelt down to the two: "Two bengongs!"

Zhao Wu'an hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her up, and used a sticky word trick just right, so that the woman had to stand up, lest she kneel in front of a layman and say it to damage her reputation. Zhao Wu'an clasped his palms together and said: "I'm just a layman, and I can't afford to be a gentleman." Whatever the benefactor wants, the command is to do everything in the absence of stability. ”

If memory serves, this woman used to call herself Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen buried his head and said: "My nephew died miserably, and when my aunt was raised by hard work, I didn't dare to say that I was my parents, but I really regarded Jinzhou as my own." The county lord insisted that it was the ghost in the tomb who did it, and now he has caught the ghost to find out the truth. A woman was speechless, but she always felt that the inside story was strange, knowing that the two fathers were from outsiders, and they both came to Qingdi Township to solve the case, so they risked their lives to ask the two fathers to investigate the case thoroughly, and the truth was revealed to the world, and my nephew could look at it!"

Every word is crying blood, and ten years of nurturing is unusual.

Looking at the woman who was not like her parents, Zhao Wu'an was also troubled.

Su Qinghe took a deep breath, tried to squeeze out a warm smile, and reassured, "Madam, please rest assured. Mrs. is about to lose her son's heartache, and she doesn't remember Qinghe. Qinghe is a foreigner, but I have lived here for 16 years, and the people of Qingdi Township are my relatives. Although Zhang Jinzhou is dead, he will not die in vain. Qinghexi is the secretary of the economic strategy, and he will definitely find out the facts of the case. Madame is worried, but she must take care of her health. Qinghe wants Zhang Jinzhou to have a spirit in the sky, and she doesn't want to see her aunt so sad. ”

Zhang Chen's face was full of tears, and after a long time, he nodded slowly.

Unprecedented, Zhao Wu'an, who has always been sad and joyless, also said lightly: "The hearts of parents in the world." ”

He said half a sentence and then went on again. The woman who had no obligation but had borne the cold window of her youth for ten years, and had not married for this reason, heard these five words, and tears flowed down her cheeks again.