Wait for me, and watch me fight my way back to the reincarnation path

"Hey! You can't tell. Yesterday, I met Chen Tou and we had a great time drinking together. By late at night, the wine was not enough and Chen Tou refused to drink."

The woman spoke to them seriously.

"He was determined to sell another ten or eight pots. He went out and I couldn't stop him. By the way, where is he?"

"..." Everyone.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhantou shouted, "It's you! You must have killed Chentou! Quick, catch her!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward.

He must catch this woman because this is a murder case.

Everyone else was stunned...

However, before they could react, they saw the stationmaster that had just rushed over flew back.

Then he fell straight to the ground.

The woman over there slowly lowered her long legs.

"What's going on? I'm Chen Tou's friend. You're not going to give me face, you're going to attack me if I don't explain clearly! Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

The woman screamed louder than the man standing there.

"I tell you! I am not a prisoner, I am an official's wife, even though I am exiled! You also have the responsibility to protect me! If the emperor orders a recall that day, hum! Just think about your fate!"

Everyone stayed there.

It's not that I was frightened by her words, but...

The man who was kicked back by her to stand on his head actually fainted.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and no one had any idea.

"...Miss, no, no, madam, what happened yesterday?"

At this time, Old Chen appeared at the door of the house.

He asked softly, "This, this Chentou died outside... We can't make him his servant."

"What! Chen Tou is dead! Oh my God! No way!"

The woman shouted in surprise.

"He was drinking so happily yesterday, how could he die? It can't be possible? He clearly said he was going out to get some wine. Where's the wine? Let's look for it..."

"……"Everyone.

Looking for? What are you looking for?

What is this woman talking about?

No, you are still looking for wine at this time, don’t you feel guilty? !

These people stood there, looking at each other again, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

What is going on here!

"Oh! Too much, too much to drink!"

The woman said, shaking her head.

Suddenly, she reached out and picked up a porcelain cup on the table.

"Snapped!"

The cup was crushed in the woman's hands.

A few people who were about to curse a few more times, but suddenly fell silent.

"Really? Chentou really drank too much..."

The woman shook the porcelain fragments on her hands and looked at the people with a smile.

"Or... maybe I drank too much last night."

Old Chen analyzed it tremblingly.

"Chen Tou was drunk outside, and then..."

The woman immediately slammed the table and agreed loudly.

"Yes! That's right!"

"Hey! I told him not to go if he was drunk! But he insisted on going and I couldn't stop him! Is he okay?"

“…No, I just froze to death.”

One of the bailiffs looked at Old Chen and whispered.

"So he was drunk and something bad happened, right?"

The woman made the decision immediately.

“……”Everyone was speechless.

"……Yeah?"

"I think... it should be"

"Haha... That's for sure."

Finally, everyone was shocked at each other...

That’s okay too!

"How can you say that? That's why they say that too much joy leads to sorrow! This person... this person is the head of the post station, right? Get started, get started"

The woman was talking to everyone while pulling people together.

"I guess everyone hasn't had breakfast yet, let's hurry up and make dinner... Besides, the ground is cold, hurry up, hurry up"

Everyone looked at each other again, not knowing what to do. Finally, they all looked at Old Chen.

He is the oldest among this group of people.

"This... this matter needs to be explained clearly to the people at the post station so that we can explain it."

Old Chen said in a low voice.

"That makes sense! That's right. So, how many people are there in this post station? Call them all in."

The woman clapped her hands in response.

After a while, the other three people from the post station came.

They all serve here to avoid conscription or because of poor health.

Therefore, the postmaster is in charge of all normal matters.

Now that Shangguan has died, they are all called here. Isn't this bad luck!

"Listen, last night, Chen Tou, who was passing by, drank too much while on duty and passed out outside the post station. This morning, he was found frozen to death."

The woman said to them with a smile.

"Alas! Poor Mr. Chen, a widower, with no elders above him, no children below him, no friends on the left, and no one to take care of him. I'm afraid that when he goes back, no one will even ask about him. Oh! Forget it."

"Today, since we've all made it, let's write a petition together, explain the matter, put our fingerprints on it, and serve as witnesses, okay?"

Several people looked at the unconscious station chief, then looked at the silent old Chen and the other yamen runners...

This is none of their business.

"Very good, then we have all made a happy decision. Bring me the paper!"

The woman quickly wrote the petition.

Then he gestured for everyone to put their fingerprints on it. At this time, a few people began to react.

I'm not pressing it, why do they care about this?

Just then, the station master woke up.

The woman walked over and poked Yitou at a spot under his chest on the right side. Yitou immediately hunched over in pain and started coughing violently.

The woman ignored him and just looked at the others.

When he felt better, the woman walked over, took his hand and started to press it on the paper.

Zhan Tou was about to resist.

The woman raised her hand, stood up immediately, and quickly pressed her fingerprint.

The others looked at each other, and starting with Old Chen, they all pressed their fingerprints.

"Great! It's really rare that everyone is so united in purpose! How great is this, everyone will be fine, right? Be happy, be happy!"

The woman was very happy! Everyone took a few steps back and tried to stay as far away from the woman as possible.

"Oh, by the way, this person is dead, so he has to be buried, right?"

The woman said with a sly smile: "Fortunately, this gentleman has money on him."

"Let's just be kind and take care of his funeral, okay?"

She used her hands to shake the purse she had taken from Chen Tou.

She smiled and said, "But it won't take that much, why don't we just divide it up..."

The purse was very big and looked heavy.

For some reason, several people swallowed their saliva.

The money for working at the post station is not much. It is a conscription. The postmaster does get some money, but it is only enough to buy some food. It is not even enough to buy a decent new piece of clothing.

The yamen runners who came with him were assigned to do even harder tasks.

Everyone looked at the big bag of silver coins and two silver notes...

You look at me, I look at you, I look at you, you look at me...

How much money does this cost?!

The matter was resolved quickly.

Someone over there went out and bought a thin coffin, and several people went out to find a place to bury Lord Chen.

Here, people in the station had already started making fire and cooking, and everyone discussed together how to respond to their respective superiors.

"Do you want to report it to the official?"

"Why report it? Sir Chen is not under our jurisdiction..."

"Old Chen, go back and tell the higher-ups."

"Lord Chen himself has said, 'He is a man who has served his country faithfully, so he can go anywhere.' You just follow his wishes, and that's it."

"……right?"

"……yes"

"That's it, it will only cause trouble if we talk too much. We're all men, so just be frank!"