(This book is set in the early years of the Song Dynasty, and the city of Chang'an in this volume has been destroyed as early as the end of the Tang Dynasty, and many official titles are not in line with history, but they are to cater to the theme of Tang poetry, and you don't need to delve into it.) Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info)

Nuoda Chang'an, bustling with people. Prosperous and rich, compared with the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, it is not far behind, but also because of its ancient capital of the previous dynasty, outstanding people, celebrities and gentlemen are second to none in the Central Plains, not comparable to other places.

The east and west cities, from morning to night, are in an endless stream of people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder. Most of the things traded in the Middle East are treasures and are worth a lot of money, and they are exclusively for the dignitaries and nobles in the vicinity. The hour had just arrived, and it was the time when the shops were open and the people were on the streets. Su Zhuo had already bottomed out his purse, so naturally he would only hang out in the West Market.

He and Huaping left Dukou Town and went to Chang'an together, in order to save entanglement, they could only eat and sleep along the way. When I arrived in Chang'an City, I only found a cheap inn in Guangdefang, and I will stay. In the past few days, Warburg Ping has always been suspicious of Su Zhuo, although he has seen Su Zhuo's methods in Dukou Town, he still does not believe that he can seek justice for himself.

Su Zhuo only smiled faintly and said, "Hua Ping, don't you still believe me? Since I can guess that you are a husband and that you have committed a lawsuit because of money, I can help you out of this breath!"

When this was mentioned, Hua Ping wondered and asked, "How did you guess that I was the leader of the gang?" I thought about it carefully, and I didn't tell you at all when I was in Ferry Town!"

Su Zhuo replied: "What's so difficult about this? Most of the people in the army are rough and informal. Instead, you'll carry the condiment bottle with you, indicating that it's a habit you've developed over the years. And you pay so much attention to the taste of food, what are you if you are not a man?"

Hua Ping glanced at him and said, "It turns out that you knew it on the first day, so how do you know that I have been wronged and want to get justice for me?"

Su Zhuo said: "That's what I guessed." When I saw you on the first day, you were too shy to even pay for the store. As far as I know, non-commissioned officers who quit the military are generally given a sum of gold and silver, and they should have many years of savings at worst. Since you're so strapped for money, you must have spent your money elsewhere. If you think that you have been punished with a rod, it means that you have lost all your money because of a gold and silver lawsuit. But when you were in Ferry Town, although you didn't know me, you were willing to help, which shows that you are warm-hearted. And for the past few days, you have acted fairly, and you have been jealous and hateful, and these are not pretended. People like you shouldn't have committed any crimes, so I think you may have been wronged. ”

Hua Ping couldn't help but sigh and said, "Su Zhuo, you are right. I was originally a battalion officer in the Right Military Guard of Chang'an, responsible for the cooking and purchasing of 500 people in my team, so I can be regarded as a man. Before March, when I checked the trading accounts, I found that there was a shortage of hundreds of taels of silver in the team. I reported the matter to the general of my team, but a few days later, he said that I had embezzled the military salary, filled my pockets, and reprimanded me with 40 rods, confiscated all my property, and demoted me from the army. Later, with the help of a few friends, I was able to recover from my injuries and return to my hometown......" He sighed deeply as he spoke.

Su Zhuo snorted lightly and said, "If it is really embezzling military salaries, I'm afraid you have already been questioned." This partial general is clearly framed and uses you as a scapegoat. I wanted to make a big thing small, beat you up, and drove you out. Looks like he has a lot to do with it!"

Hua Ping said helplessly: "Even if we know that he is suspicious, we have no way to investigate, let alone redress grievances." I think it's better to forget about it, so as not to get into trouble. ”

Su Zhuo smiled: "You helped me so much in Ferry Town, now is the time for me to repay you." It's difficult, but it's not impossible. Since you have been in the army for many years, you should have some friends. Go to them first and take out your book. ”

Warburg Pincus was skeptical, but still nodded. So he went out early in the morning to find his friend in the army. Su Zhuo stayed in the house, and there was nothing to do, so he walked leisurely to the West Market. As soon as I turned two shops, I heard a noise of people on the street, and someone shouted: "Dead man, dead man!"

Su Zhuo was startled, and hurriedly went out to look, only to see that the people on the street were rushing to a shop. Su Zhuo also followed the flow of people to come forward, and several officials were standing in front of a shop, blocking everyone. Su Zhuo squeezed past the lively people, stood in front, and was unexpectedly pushed by the official guarding the door, and shouted: "Stand away!"

Su Zhuo ignored him, but his eyes were already looking into the store. This is a book calligraphy and painting shop, and there are two rows of bookshelves in the store, and the books on the shelves are scattered all over the place. There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, many of which are handwritten by famous artists of the previous dynasty. There is a table on one side of the bookshelf, and at the foot of the table is a dead body, and the blood on the ground is like a scary.

The onlookers saw the scene of the dead, some hid their faces and wanted to hide, while others talked a lot and were full of interest. The noise made the fat civil servant in the store more and more irritable. He shouted angrily at the people: "Don't make any noise!"

This adult's name is Liu Wentian, and he is the right street envoy of Chang'an City, who is specifically responsible for the security of the west of Zhuque Street. The people were suddenly much quieter when he drank this. Liu Wentian turned around and said to a lewd master: "Master Chen, when did this person die? Why hasn't Old Ghost Ma come yet? If he doesn't come, how can this official investigate the case?"

The master opened his mouth and was speechless. A capable errand officer next to him stepped forward and said, "Lord Liu, don't be impatient." Ma Chengzuo has already sent someone there, and he will come in a while. ”

Su Zhuo suddenly shouted: "My lord, this deceased was killed last night when he was in the middle of the night!"

His voice was abrupt and abnormal, and everyone's eyes fell on Su Zhuo. When Lord Liu heard this, he frowned and glanced at Su Zhuo, his eyes full of suspicion.

Su Zhuo chuckled lightly and took a step forward, wanting to walk into the store. The two officers in front of the door stepped forward and said arrogantly: "Get out!"

Liu Wentian suddenly shouted, "Let him in!"

Su Zhuo smiled at the two servants and stepped into the store. Liu Wentian asked, "Are you a puppet?"

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and replied, "No." ”

Liu Wentian snorted and said angrily: "Since you are not a fool, how can you know when this person died after just one glance? Could it be that you are the murderer?

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he would be kindly reminded for a while, and he was regarded as a murderer by this official. He hurriedly took a step back and said loudly, "My lord, I am not a murderer!

Liu Wentian let out an "oh", waved his hand to stop the officer, and said, "How did you deduce? ”

Su Zhuo said: "The West Market will not be closed until two o'clock at night, and there are still people coming and going on the street before it closes, and the murderer will definitely not commit murder openly." Looking at the blood stains on the ground, it has dried up and condensed, indicating that the deceased has been dead for more than two hours. The deceased's clothes, shoes and socks were well dressed, indicating that he had not gone to bed when he was killed. And the average person will not go back to sleep in the second half of the night. Doesn't that lead to the inference that he died in the time of the Dawn?"

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