Daqing Criminal Division

eighteenth.

Shuntianfu

With a "snap", a loud whip sound came from above a big red flag hanging.

At dawn, a city gate leader with a stand-up collar, horseshoe sleeves, and armor is signaling to open the city gate on time, which also indicates that this city, which is only shrouded in purple air from a distance, will open in a day The hour of the gate has come.

This is Suncheon.

At the foot of the emperor, where the imperial city is located.

This is the place where the transportation and commerce are the most smooth and convenient. The city has the largest population and prosperous trade. Therefore, just by looking at the clothes and accents of the people gathered under the city gate, you can tell that they came from all over the world. of.

Since ancient times, Suncheon has been a melting pot where regional cultures meet.

Since the former dynasty, palace walls, city walls, buildings, shops, and private houses have blossomed everywhere.These ordinary people constitute the huge and prosperous scenery of Shuntian Mansion. Although this is the imperial city, it is also the Shuntian where ordinary people live.

In the middle of the road, a few children from ordinary people's homes along the way ran quickly in the traffic flow, and there were faint chatting and laughing in the teahouse on the side.

At this moment, among the people entering the city, a donkey cart that was out of place with this place, coming from Yongping Mansion, the nearest city to Zhili with this place as the center, was slowly swaying in.

"—!"

The donkey was covered with the smell of hay that was piled high, and it smelled a little bit offensive. Many people on the roadside avoided this broken donkey cart when they saw it.

The appearance of the donkey cart is very dilapidated and poor.

A huge chariot with only one end tied to the rope hummed, and the old donkey with crooked mouth and slanted eyes was rampaging in front.

The driver was a white-haired, skinny old man. His surname was Ma. He often traveled between Yongping Prefecture and Shuntian Prefecture. He was a native of Yongping Prefecture. Son.

Coincidentally, yesterday, when unloading goods beside the official road, there was a man with a pair of worn-out shoes on his feet, just because a poor hitchhiker who didn't want to spend money on a car stopped him.

"Hey, old man, whether you want to go to Shuntian or not, three copper coins."

The poor ghost who touched all over his body and took out several copper coins was shaking his palm like this at that time, smiling and making friends with him.

The man looked rather young.

He is tall and long-legged, he doesn't look like a villain, on the contrary, he is quite kind when he talks and smiles, but judging by his attire, he looks like he fled all the way back to Beijing city.

Because apart from this soap suit, a little luggage on his body, and the only old jade pendant with black tassels.

The toes of the cloth shoes on his feet were almost showing, and there was only half a piece of dry food and two oranges in the bag.

However, according to the man himself later, he has an authentic Beijing household registration, and this time he finished his personal work from outside and made a special trip back to his hometown to take a two-day vacation to visit his relatives.

People from the capital?

How come you are so downcast?

There was such a murmur in his heart, thinking that he would have to go back and forth to Shuntian anyway, and it would not be a problem to bring along an unsinkable person, the old man with a donkey cart arrogantly negotiated with him.

Uncle Donkey Cart: "Five, I won't go if I miss one."

'Poor Ghost': "Three, just three. I'll sing you a song on the way to relieve boredom. I sing very well."

Uncle Donkey Cart: "Four! Don't sit if you don't have enough, hurry up and get down!"

'Poor ghost': "Hey, don't mind me, sir, let's discuss and talk about friendship, are we brothers all over the world! Look, I've already sat up, you donkey like me too! Three copper coins, let's go don't go!"

This nonsense was so entangled, this thick-skinned poor man even lied on the donkey after talking.

Stubborn, the donkey with crooked mouth and slanted eyes uttered a strange cry of 'ang', raised its hooves and ran wildly on the official road.

During this period, this man still persisted like a mangy plaster, with his two long legs on the mad donkey, which made the old man in the donkey cart go out of his way, so he had to bring this man along like he was consigning garbage. sky.

"Wake up! Wake up! Shuntian Mansion is here!"

After going through all the hardships along the way, now it is finally here.

As soon as he arrived at the ground, the old donkey cart man who was harassed by this man's "devil singing" found a place to unload his goods on the avenue, and yelled at the back. Hearing this sound, the piles of almost A large living man with a straw hanging on his head emerged from the forage that was to be higher than the city gate.

"...Huh? Arrived, so soon?"

Having said that, the man in the haystack who was resting his mind with his eyes closed all the way also stretched and sat up.

On the opposite side of the car, there was a circle of people watching street juggling, so it was just right to stop here and get off the car.

Sitting up like this, this person's face was revealed again, this face is quite familiar if you say it is familiar, because he just returned to Suncheon after half a month after leaving Hangzhou——

Fuchardhi himself.

After the case of the Hangzhou Mansion, it is not that he has nothing to do.

Many unsolved clues and dangers are actually still hidden in the dark, and Chang Ling hasn't given him any news yet.

However, as soon as Cui Dongting and Huagu Spider were arrested, some dark forces were also waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, so when the two sides were playing games, he had to wait and see the news from his side before he could There is further investigation.

In this process, if you talk about waiting, it is not a problem.

So after coming out of Hangzhou Mansion, Fucha Erji decided to go back to his home after thinking about it. Anyway, he hasn't been back for four or five years. He ran back to rest for two days and then had a round.

Erliang, this dead fat horse, ate too much, so he had to find a post station on the way to save it and pick it up when he went back. On this basis, another person also went home.

"Are you going back to Yanzhou?"

He vaguely remembered that he said that he was from Yanzhou Mansion, so Fucha Erji asked along the way.

"Yes, go back to Yanzhou."

"..."

"Wait until the clues of the third spider appear, and I'll find you again, let's go, see you later."

With such a sentence left behind, the two of them, who seemed to have always come and gone freely and had no worries, went back to their hometowns.

Fucha Erji didn't know that Duan Xiaoren hadn't reached the "Yanzhou" he was talking about. Anyway, he was going to die all the way, so he had returned to Shuntian Mansion.

Along the way, neither of them kept in touch.

the reason is simple.

It's just that these two guys didn't give each other a specific address where they could find each other before they left. In the first half of the year, starting from Songyang, the two of them were almost inseparable.

This time, both of them walked away gracefully, as if they didn't care about it at all.

【'Niuer Niuer is on the slope,'】

['The green leaves in the countryside are so beautiful. '

['One side of the loess and one side of the field, the mountains are high and the water is long. ']

【'Who is Niuer Niuer busy for? After busying with spring plowing and autumn crops;'】

['It is not afraid of wind, frost, rain and snow, and walks around with the bell ringing. ']

Fuchaerji hummed this song all the way from Hangzhou to Shuntian.

No one knows what is going on in a person's mind when he is singing to the sky, but the donkey cart man who stayed with him has a big opinion on this, and has accused him several times .

"It's terrible! Stop singing! What kind of broken song is this! Howling ghosts!"

"Hey, this is a love song, a love song, we young people understand it, you are older so you don't understand it, it's normal."

He fell down on the car like a boneless person, and Fucharzi replied without blushing while resting his arm on his pillow.

It's just that this time, even though people from Fuchaerji's side are almost at the door of this house, it seems that it is not easy to really go home.

Because everyone knows that the door of his house is the most difficult place to line up in the whole capital.

If you just want to get closer, you probably have to queue for a long time in the alley outside Dongsi Hutong.

It's not because Fuchaerzi's family sells pancakes and fritters, as usual, it's just because... this is the most difficult place to visit in Shuntian Mansion other than the palace.

Thinking about it this way, someone who was already standing in Shuntian Mansion was also silenced by Wangtian.

After getting up and jumping off the donkey cart quickly, and giving two more words to the old man who was listening to him singing along the way, he walked unsteadily through the crowd to the road full of people.

Traffic rolls.

The crowd was going against Fuchaerzi, so he was dressed in the crowd and rushed home step by step.

Sure enough, when we arrived, there were still two streets away, and there were a lot of people blocking there. Fucharzi, who was not well-dressed, could only follow the sedan chairs behind and squat on the side of the road in line.

He didn't know any of these people, not only did he not know him, he was caught in the middle and some people looked sideways.

"Brother, you are not a place that sells fried dough sticks."

A handsome young scholar who was behind him in the row smiled and slapped the ground.

"Yes, I don't come to buy sesame seed fried dough sticks either, they are all waiting in line."

On the contrary, Fuchaerzi answered with a straight and generous smile.

During the period, because waiting is too boring.

A man of his age leaned against a corner of the wall and looked up at the sky for a while, ate half of the cake in his bag, and bought a cup of tea from a teahouse next door, and picked up a mansion newspaper while carrying his luggage on the road. for a while.

Because he ran for a while, many people behind him stepped in front, so he had to line up again, and started to read the mansion newspaper again to relieve his boredom.

This mansion newspaper, when unfolded, covered most of Fucharzi's face as he sat on the side of the road with his legs spread apart.

It also allowed him to line up at this gate all the way to the gate of the Fucha Mansion outside Ertiao Street to block the passing pedestrians and concentrate on reading the newspaper to understand what happened in the capital recently.

But looking at it all the way, he found that this thing was all his acquaintances from top to bottom.

Master Acton settled in the South Study Room for the first time in three years, and participated in the Autumn Wai Examination.

——Yo, Agui's father went to other places to invigilate the exam again, no wonder he didn't have to go home before.

The day before yesterday, Fucha Fu Heng defended the stability of Beijing and was rewarded by the Holy Spirit with three hundred silver rewards.

— Tsk, this kid Fu Heng can do it recently.

Mr. Ma Qi claimed to be ill again at the beginning of the month, and the imperial hospital said that it was caused by wind and evil, and he was too old, so he had to retreat from the imperial court for three months to recuperate.

——Is his second uncle embezzling again or was he caught? What's wrong with the braid, he pretended to be sick and hid at home again.

On the [-]th, Taiping Mansion happened——

After reading a bunch of miscellaneous things, when I saw the last one, there was a movement just ahead, and Fucha Erji was disrupted. In addition, a corner of the Taipingfu was folded, and he also forgot later. Take a closer look.

When it was finally his turn, it was already an hour and a half later,

During this long hour and a half, Fucharzi, who was paralyzed by the side of the road, thought deeply about the complicated issue of why he had to queue up when he returned to his home.

Finally, finally, everything is his turn.

"Next one, go forward and report your name, and hand over a name card."

After saying this, Fuchaerzi patted the ashes on his body and stood up and walked forward again. When the middle-aged manager who was usually driving people away at the gate of Fucha's house saw a person appearing in front of him before.

He first thought about why a beggar would want to get involved with their Fucha family.

In the next second, Turke, the old manager of the Fucha family who had worked for 30 years, could clearly see the face of this idle 'beggar' that he could recognize even when it turned into ashes.

Handsome and unruly.

Chic and uninhibited.

Just a little tanned.

Looking at it this way, he looks quite similar to the second young master of his family, but he is older and taller, with a more mature and masculine look between his brows.

The person in front of him, isn't he——

"Yo."

Standing at the door, Fucharzi, with his newspaper and luggage under one arm, waved to Turk in a normal and calm manner.

But I didn't feel unhappy after waiting in line for most of the day at home.

"Big, big big big—"

At this moment, Fuchaerzi didn't know what to say when he saw the old boss who had watched him grow up blowing his beard and staring and shaking his fingers.

Fucharzi: "How big is it? You are still my big. I don't care about the smog at the gate."

Unfortunately, Fucharzi's serious question has not been answered.

Turke, who was overly frightened, threw away the other name cards in his hand, and shouted at the back with tears, and then rushed over and grabbed his arm and howled.

"Hurry up! Come on! You gangsters are still not getting out! It's our young master who is back! Come quickly, the young master is at the door!"

"God bless the Fucha family! Madam Empress, if Master Fu Heng finds out, he will be happy. You are finally willing to go home!"

"Hey, young master! You, you are back to the capital, here, here, why didn't you ask the servants in the mansion to pick you up in advance! Where did you come back from? Is it the frontier, or is there a trouble somewhere? Hunger, have your shoes been robbed on the road, young master!"

Fucharzi: "..."

Your uncle's.

What's going on with this posture, those who don't know think that he escaped after committing a crime outside.

Also, what happened to his outfit.

Why does everyone say that he seems to have fled all the way back to the capital.

It was obvious that he came back with great difficulty, but after seeing the situation, Fucha Erji, whose calves were trembling, actually wanted to leave.

He was really afraid of Turk.

I'm also afraid of this group of people who are more excited to see him than meat.

It's a pity that in the next second, seeing a group of people with "wolves like tigers" running out of his house, Fucha Erji immediately changed his face and took a step back, shaking his fingers in fear again. road,

"I, I said! Don't come here! I'm leaving, I-go! Help! What's going on, you've turned against me!"

The author has something to say: Because I wrote too much yesterday, I am a little tired.

Today it will be a little shorter, tomorrow will be normal, let me talk about what the old Duan is doing at home, and what the next case is.

Our Young Master Fucha and Master Duan are actually like some children who go home for summer vacation. We were so happy to go home after so long, but after only one day at home, we wanted to go back to work again.

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