Farmer’s Blessed Girl

With a few bangs, several corpses in night clothes were thrown outside the courtyard wall, and the guards of the Yang residence returned to their lives without looking back.

The next day, the news of several corpses appearing in the alleys of Yangzhou Mansion spread all over Yangzhou, and Thursday Lang sat in the small restaurant and listened with great interest while waiting for the food to come.

He turned his head and said to Uncle Shi: "Yangzhou looks very prosperous, but it is more chaotic than our Luojiang County. The murdered corpses can even be thrown on the street, tsk tsk tsk."

Uncle Shi hesitated: "Is there a lot of people and disputes?"

"There aren't as many people in the capital," Chuu Lang raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, and poured it for them as well, shaking his head: "I have been in the capital for so many years, and although I have heard of many cases of dead people, I have never heard of it. Not a single one left a body on the street."

The person sitting on the table next to him was dissatisfied, he turned his head and said, "Brother Tai, those who died were not ordinary people, but assassins. Our Yangzhou City is not usually so chaotic, and ordinary people are still very safe."

Thursday Lang became interested in an instant, picked up a plate of dim sum on the table, picked up the teapot and sat over, and asked him curiously, "Brother, talk about it, I came from the capital, just passing by, this is my second time in Yangzhou. So I'm not familiar with Yangzhou, who was assassinated?"

The man had already heard that Shizulang's accent was not here, and when he heard that he was from the capital, he sighed: "Who else could it be, the bodies were all thrown in the lanes of Changle Street, naturally the Huainan Road Supervisor's Office. thrown out."

Thursday Lang frowned, "Huainan Dao Supervision Office? Why does it sound so familiar to me?"

Zhou Chulang thought hard, and it took him a long time to remember. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Isn't the supervisor's surname Yang?"

"Yeah, it's Inspector Yang."

Thursday Lang sat closer and whispered, "Isn't that very handsome?"

The other party looked at him in surprise and nodded, "Yes, in fact, there are quite a few good-looking people in Jiangnan, but after Mr. Yang came, he is indeed the most handsome. Why, have you seen it?"

He didn't dare to say the word "knowing", who would come to eat in this small restaurant to know someone like a fairy?

Zhou Chulang slapped his thigh and said, "I've seen him. He is also the most handsome adult in the capital. He is very good-looking and very talented."

He frowned slightly, "No, why did the assassin assassinate Lord Yang, he is a good man."

Man Bao's good friend, can you be a good person?

The other party looked left and right, and also came up to him, touching his head with Shirou Lang and whispering, "Why, of course, it's for the salt."

He lowered his voice and said, "Many people came to Yangzhou to buy salt in the spring this year. Originally, the salt from Chuzhou and Hangzhou had to be sent to Yangzhou and bought together, but this year, for some reason, those people are waiting in Yangzhou. No salt for two months."

Zhou Chulang didn't know that it was Bai Shan and Zhou Man who robbed other people's business, and he lowered his voice with the same interest and asked, "Then what? Isn't Jiangnan rich in salt? Why isn't there?"

"Yeah, we are also wondering, how come there are not even a single salt in so many salt fields?" The other party whispered: "Most of them were greedy, Master Yang is a supervisor, but it's not in his hands. Here, sigh, I heard from a distant cousin in my brother-in-law's cousin's house that Mr. Yang had been running around a lot in order to get the salt out of the salt field, but they just couldn't control it. Now those who buy salt are leaving. Now, the court wants to ask the guilt, but they pushed Lord Yang out instead."

He lowered his voice and said, "It was said that Lord Yang gave orders indiscriminately, so the salt was boiled, so there is no salt."

"Fart!" Chuu Lang said indignantly: "Master Yang is not that kind of person, he always listens to people's opinions, when he sees people farming, if others don't know a single character, he will listen to the old farmers and plant the seeds as soon as they are said. See, how could he order something like cooking salt indiscriminately?"

"Isn't it, hey, that's not right, how did you know?"

Thursday Lang said proudly: "Of course I know, Mr. Yang used to be the magistrate of our county!"

Thursday Lang sat in the small restaurant for more than an hour, not only settled the people's bills, but also ordered another table of dishes and a pot of wine, and asked Uncle Shangshi to brag with them.

A lunch was eaten in the evening, and even dinner was eaten together.

In the end, Chu Chulang left with a belly full of gossip. He couldn't digest it a little, so he pulled Uncle Shi and asked, "So, Master Yang is very dangerous here in Yangzhou. Do you think we should go and see Master Yang?"

Although Uncle Shi has more knowledge, he is not familiar with Yang Heshu. He pondered for a while and asked, "Did you plan to visit earlier?"

"I don't plan," said Thursday Lang, "Manbao didn't ask me to deliver anything, what am I going to do?"

"Then don't go, it's going to cause trouble for people to go now."

However, Thursday Lang frowned, and shook his head after a moment, "No, we will go back by boat in two days, I don't know what to do, now that I know, why should I go take a look and ask, in case Yang What should I do if something happened to the adult?"

Yang Heshu and Manbao Baishan have a very good relationship. Whenever there is anything in the family, Yang Heshu comes to the door, and there is a New Year's ceremony every year...

Thursday Lang couldn't sleep, so he immediately put on the shoes he just took off, turned around and went to the box, "What about the box of pens we brought from Hangzhou, I'll share two of them, and I'll send them to Master Yang tomorrow, by the way. Is there anything I need our help..." Even sending a letter to Man Bao Bai Shan would do.

He remembered what Man Bao had said, that she and Master Tang and Master Yang often helped each other in officialdom.

Uncle Shi: "...Just give me two pens?"

"Oops, courtesy is light and affectionate," Shirou felt that there was no need to pay attention to the gift. He was just looking for an excuse to come to the door and ask if he needed help. Is this expensive one good? He just bought it for Man Bao and Bai Shan. Yes, he has been distressed for a long time.

"Would you like to go?" Seeing that Uncle Shi was unwilling, Thursday Lang said, "Go, go, anyway, we are acquaintances. It is a rare fate that we can meet in a foreign land."

Uncle Shi was silent for a while, then shook his head.

On Thursday, Lang slammed it again. Seeing that he should not be forced, he warned, "Then you will order the goods again tomorrow, and go shopping in Yangzhou City to see if there is anything else you need to buy. I will take Sanzhu and the others."

Uncle Shi responded, his mood fluctuated for a while.

When Yang Heshu was the magistrate of Luojiang County, the Shi family was still one of the richest people in Luojiang County. Every year during the New Year, Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, Uncle Shi was Yang Heshu's guest. When Yang Heshu left Luojiang County, although the Shi family was a lot poorer, The ancestry is still there.

Goodbye now, he...

Seeing the old man when he was down, put a lot of pressure on him.