The inner courtyard of the county government, in the main hall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There were several chairs in the room, and in addition to the group of people who came with Chen Pojun, there was also an old man in a gray robe.

The old man was fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and wrinkled face, his eyes were red and swollen, and his head was bowed sadly.

"Steward Min, can someone from the county government send a letter to assassinate Shi and the county guard?" Looking at the old man who was separated from him by a coffee table, Chen Pojun asked.

This old man is the housekeeper of Min County Ling before his death, and he has been given the surname of the Min family since his ancestors, and his full name is Min Zhi.

He shook his head and said, "Not yet." ”

"The corpse of the adult?" Chen Pojun nodded, and then asked with some hesitation.

Steward Min's expression darkened when he heard this, and he said, "The master has been sent for inspection." ”

"Did you find any murder weapons?"

Steward Min shook his head and remained silent.

Chen Pojun frowned, sighed, and said: "As soon as the adult dies, the whole of Qingshi County will mourn together, and I hope that Steward Min will mourn." ”

The old housekeeper is the companion of the Min County Order, it can be said that he has grown up since he was a child, like his father and brother, and the old man will inevitably be sad when the Min County Order dies. In addition, the facts of the case were already unclear, but only after some inquiries did not come up with much useful information.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, after Steward Min nodded, Chen Pojun immediately led everyone to say goodbye and walked out of the main hall.

After walking a short distance, they reached a corner of the courtyard, and everyone stood still and talked around one place.

Chen Pojun's face was serious, and he said, "What do you think about this matter?"

"According to what is known so far, there is no trace of the murder weapon, and it is a thorn in the neck, and the murderer of Lord Min and the murderer of Heilong are most likely the same person. Shen Du said.

"It's just enough to kill a few people in the rivers and lakes, even the people of the Min family dare to kill, this murderer is too arrogant, and he is simply going to rebel. Someone sighed.

He Zhong thought for a while and said, "Master Chen, such a conspiracy case, it is reasonable to send a letter to assassinate the master as soon as possible. ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone agreed.

Chen Pojun frowned and said, "This matter should be handled by the government in the near future, if I wait to intervene, I am afraid that it will not be good." ”

"Lord Min is going, and I don't know how much effort it will take to wait for the county government to do things. He Zhong said, "A few days ago, I happened to get a horse that could travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred in a night. If you set off now, day and night, you should be able to reach the state capital tomorrow. At the moment, such a scene can come in handy. ”

"Wind Horse?" Zhao Binglong was shocked when he heard this, "But the Wind Horse known as the 'Hoof Dragon'?"

He Zhong showed a little smug when he heard this: "Yes, it is the hoof dragon." ”

Everyone was envious: "He is really lucky, envy us." ”

Chen Pojun's eyes also flashed, and then he said: "Since this divine horse, I can send the letter as soon as possible." ”

Then he looked at Shen Du and said, "Shen Du, you read a lot and write beautifully, so you can write this letter." ”

Shen Du nodded: "Okay, I'll write it now, and I'll hand it over to Gang Master He after I finish writing." ”

Everyone had no objections, and immediately dispersed, and agreed to leave the county office after half an hour.

Shen Du turned around and entered the main hall, walked in front of the old butler and said, "Steward Min, the younger generation wants to borrow pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I don't know if it's possible?"

The old butler still sat on the chair, looked down and didn't know what he was thinking, he looked up at him when he heard the sound, and after a little silence, he nodded and said, "Okay, you come with me." ”

After saying that, he got up, leaned over and led Shen Du outside, and went straight into a study.

I saw that this study room is not big, except for a few full bookshelves, and the rest is only a dark blue wooden table, on which there are four treasures of the study, a few books, all neatly placed.

The fragrance of wood and ink is clear and not scattered, and it is quite refreshing to escape in the house.

"There is a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone here, I don't know what the son is going to do?" the old butler asked.

"The younger generation wants to write a letter to He Assassin Shi to explain the case, so that the murderer can be arrested earlier. Shen Du said.

Steward Min nodded: "Okay, okay." There are envelopes, fire paint and crane feathers on the shelves, and the son can pick them up for himself. ”

"Thank you, seniors. Shen Du thanked him, and when Steward Min left, he came to the table and sat down.

After grinding the ink, he reached out and took the brush, and then spread the white paper, and raised the pen to write.

Only a letter, Shen Du came to his hand, he had an idea in his heart, his hand was like flowing water, and the thick and strong calligraphy swayed out, and the letter was completed with just a stick of incense.

Putting down the brush, Shen Du reviewed it, and saw that there was nothing wrong, and the root cause of the case was clear, so he nodded, and then got up and went to the bookshelf to look for the things that contained the letter.

But I saw that the shelves were full of all kinds of books, both old and new, and there were all kinds of classics and miscellaneous conversations.

After walking a few steps left and right, I saw a stack of envelopes, a vat of fire paint, and a tube of crane feathers on a bookshelf.

Remove these three items, put the letter paper into the envelope, seal it with fire paint, glue the crane feather, and a letter is completed.

Shen Du put the letter away, turned around and put the three things back in their place, and was about to leave the study.

"Huh. Suddenly, he glanced at a book on the shelf in front of him.

Turning around and looking closer, it looked like an old book, with a dark yellow cover and a line written on the spine: The Legend of the Assassins.

"The Legend of the Assassin?" Shen Du couldn't help but be curious, and stretched out his hand to pull out the book.

If he had stayed on the ordinary, he would naturally not have much interest in these barnyard legends, but with the frequent murders and treacherous situations recently, the name of the "assassin" couldn't help but attract him.

Although most of the history of barnyard legends is made up by the people, as the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves, and many things are not unfounded.

It seems to be rumored that the Queen Mother killed the concubine because of the competition for favor, and the description is very colorful, very detailed, as if she had seen it in person. And it is so well-founded that it is almost impossible to refute it. If this kind of wild history is all made up, I'm afraid that few people will believe it.

Flipping through "The Barnyard of the Assassin", there was a list of names in the directory, Shen Du took a rough look, except for those he had not heard, most of the rest were some folklore characters, only a few were real people.

was watching, but Shen Du's expression suddenly moved, but he saw a person's name: Sha Yuli.

"Sha Yu is leaving ......," he whispered to himself, his eyes flashing slightly.

Immediately, he flipped the page of "The Legend of the Assassins" to the page of Sha Yuli.

The first line of words in the eye is: Sha Yuli, the secret guard of the former dynasty!

......

Outside the county yamen, Chen Pojun and his entourage stood in front of several carriages, with a little impatience on their faces.

"Why haven't you come yet. "There was a faint complaint.

When Chen Pojun heard this, his face was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he muttered: "Isn't this kid only a high fighter, how can he ......?"

At this moment, a young man in a blue robe with his hair tied and a long sword at his waist walked out of the yamen quickly, holding an envelope in his hand.

"You're finally here, why did it take so long to come out?" Chen Pojun stepped forward and patted Shen Du's shoulder.

Shen Du smiled slightly: "Recently, the pen power has dropped dramatically, so I have to polish it after writing." ”

Without much explanation, he stretched out his hand and handed the letter to He Zhong, who was standing aside, and said, "He Gang Master, I'm tired." ”