Mensao is teasing me

The small vendors smiled and followed Chai Ziran's words, and looked at the rather "sensible" parrot, sighing secretly, the gap between the rich and the poor!I'm afraid they won't be able to earn ten taels of silver a year.

A prodigal is a prodigal, but it's still very enviable!

Chai Ziran smiled and said, "My parrot is not only clever, but also has a good name that appeals to both the refined and the popular."

The vendors hurriedly asked: "What's the name? Master Ziran has read books, so he must have come up with the name of elegance, let everyone hear it!"

"Alas!" Chai Ziran sighed, "What kind of book do you read? I am not a material for reading. The name of my little parrot is 'Poetry Collection'. There is an allusion to this name, and it is about our grandpa of the wise and wise Shenwu County of Suyu County. Allusions. As we all know, Mr. Mo Jiujun is very fond of poetry collections, and he never leaves his hands wherever he goes, and he just glances at them when he has nothing to do. The things in the poetry collections are full of articles."

The peddler with pricked ears asked eagerly, "What's inside?"

"Humph! That thing is so impressive!" Chai Ziran raised his chin and looked down at the crowd of vendors: "The poems in that collection of poems were written by my son himself. It’s an ancient saying. Mo Jiujun couldn’t get rid of it the first time he saw it, and he had to hold it every day to be at ease.”

"Woo~~" There was a burst of shouting, and the peddlers with their ears pricked up were doing their own things. No one in Suyu knew that Chai Ziran was just a dude, with no ink in his chest and no brains in his head.

Bragging is great!

Chai Ziran touched his nose with a smile, pretending to be annoyed, and said, "If you don't believe me, you'll be knocked down." After saying that, he brought up his collection of parrot poems and complained again and again: "Poor brother, who is full of talent, but is despised by the vulgar world."

Chai Ziran was full of grievances and stared angrily at the little luotou who was holding his leg: "Go, go, don't hinder my brother from sighing at the parrot."

Little Luobo raised her bright eyes, filled with mist, and said sadly: "Brother Ziran, Yuanhang has been captured."

Chai Ziran's big hands trembled: "What, the grass bandits are here to rob people again?"

As soon as the exclamation came out, the small vendors in a radius of several miles threw their things and ran away, fearing that some grassroots ran out of nowhere and put knives on their necks.

Little Luobotou said pitifully: "He was taken away by the yamen servant."

As soon as these words came out, small vendors with a radius of several miles came out from nowhere and continued to sell their things calmly, yelling around like no one had anything to do.

Chai Ziran frowned, picked up the little radish under his arm with one hand, and picked up the anthology of parrot poetry with the other, and said, "Let's go."

Today's courtroom is very lively, with Mo Jiujun sitting majestically on the top, and Yuanhang kneeling bitterly on the bottom, ignoring the mighty yamen servants, there are rows of flower girls of different colors and heavy makeup standing in rows , this landscape is very heroic.

It's just that the smell of rouge pollen is not very pleasant!

Chai Ziran covered his nose that was about to sneeze, leaned close to his acquaintance, Mama Hua, bumped her elbow with his arm, looked at Yuanhang who was kneeling on the ground, and asked, "What happened?"

"You don't know?" Mother Hua looked very surprised.

Chai Ziran said in his heart: I will ask you even if I know it, you treat me as if I was full just like you.There was an ugly smile on his face: "I don't know, please let Mama Hua tell you."

Mother Hua shrank her shoulders in a vulgar purple dress: "It's a fatality."

"Huh?" Chai Ziran looked around, looking at Mo Jiujun's majestic and indifferent eyes, and asked with a grin, "Where are the dead?"

Mother Hua's face was ugly and she said, "It's missing."

"Oh! It's so strange." Chai Ziran pointed his thumb at Yuanhang: "Is this the murderer?"

Mother Hua nodded emphatically: "That's right." Suddenly her eyes widened: "There is a girl in Huahualou who saw it with her own eyes."

Chai Ziran took a few steps back, glanced at the beautiful girl beside Hua's mother, and suppressed the fear in his heart a little bit. It wasn't that he was afraid of going far away, killing people, destroying corpses and destroying traces. The heavily made-up face suddenly opened its eyes wide, looking like a dead body, very creepy.

Yuanhang raised his head and looked at Mo Jiujun in fear, but did not dare to stand up, moved his knees to Chai Ziran and cried, "My lord, I was wronged."

Chai Ziran patted him on the shoulder: "I thought you were brave, I never thought you were being tricked, alas!"

Yuan Hang's tears stuck in his eyes were about to flow, he watched the young master sit on his teacher's chair, turned his head to look at a row of flower girls with heavy makeup, and finally shed tears of grievance.

Mo Jiujun's eyes flickered, and he moved the chair aside, looked at Chai Ziran, and said calmly, "Since it's your bookboy, I'll leave this case to you for trial!"

Yuanhang laughed happily and kowtowed to Mo Jiujun three times on the spot.

Chai Ziran definitely had no reason to refuse. He stood in the position of the magistrate with a smile, picked up the gavel in his hand and patted it heavily: "Success."

The yamen servant under the hall shouted in response to the occasion: "Weiweiwei~wuwuwu~"

Chai Ziran raised his red sleeves and looked at Yuanhang: "Yuanhang, what exactly happened?"

Yuanhang was smiling, but was robbed by a woman. She came out softly and saluted: "Although the little girl comes from a family background, she also knows how to avoid suspicion. Dare I ask Master Ziran, your book boy is you Is it inappropriate for you to try this case yourself, the celebrity who served you in front of me!"

This woman looks to be in her early twenties, with smiling eyes, a little red dan on her forehead, her face is like a flower, and her muscles are like snow.A plum blossom snow hairpin is inserted on the cloud temples, which is elegant in plainness, and layers of snowflakes are also dotted on the snow skirt, and the lotus steps move lightly, as if swimming in the snow.

Chai Ziran would never be unimpressed by any beauty. He had never seen this woman before, so he smiled at Mama Hua: "Your Huahualou has a newcomer?"

"Oh! Where is the newcomer? Xueniang used to be the pillar of our Huahualou, but she was able to do her own thing. She saved enough money and redeemed herself." Mother Hua waved her hand: "Xueniang just came back to see me this morning. It's bad luck to encounter something like this!" He glanced at Yuanhang with disdainful eyes.

"Oh!" Chai Ziran narrowed his eyes: "I'm dizzy with what you're talking about, can you let me know more about it?"

Mo Jiujun tapped the case with his slender fingertips: "It's not a big deal!" Then he stood up, his eyes were cold and said: "The county magistrate is exhausted, so put Yuan Hang in prison first, and try again the next day."

As soon as he finished speaking, several burly yamen servants stepped forward to lock Yuanhang.Yuanhang looked at Chai Ziran with tears in his eyes, pursed his mouth, and wanted to call for help, but what he yelled was: "My lord, take care!"

Such a timid as Yuanhang, Chai Ziran opened his mouth to hide his worries, and said with a smile: "Your son is doing well! You should take care of yourself, don't be scared to death by the rats in the prison."

"Rats?" Yuanhang trembled all over: "Are there any rats? I'm afraid of rats." Moving his body with his knees, the iron chains on his body jingled, and he cried, "My lord, can you ask Mr. I'll change to a better cell, I'm afraid."

Chai Ziran looked at Mo Jiujun, who bowed his head in silence for a while, then nodded.

Yuanhang was like a heavy burden, and he kowtowed heavily to Mo Jiujun: "Yuanhang thank you, Mr. Jiujun." He was pressed down by the yamen, bowed his waist, suddenly looked back at Chai Ziran, and said with a tearful smile: "Yuanhang The happiest thing in this life is to meet such a good master as the young master." As he spoke, tears fell: "Young master, it's the long voyage that got you down."

Chai Ziran's heart was heavy and his mind was in a trance. Looking at Yuanhang's back under pressure, he had the illusion that he would never see each other thousands of miles away.

The county magistrate is very willful, he said that the case will not be tried if he does not try it, and no one else can get in the way.Chai Ziran called Suifeng to inquire about the news, and gradually cleared his mind.

Early this morning, Yuanhang suddenly received an anonymous letter, saying that his son, Chai Ziran, was drunk when he went to the Huahualou to drink flower wine, and was so drunk that he passed out.Familiar with Chai Ziran, Yuanhang was afraid that the son would be drunk and talking nonsense, so he copied the money bag at the bottom of the press box and set off. He trotted all the way to Huahualou, when he suddenly heard heart-piercing shouts from the second floor.

Yuanhang was worried about his young master, and without thinking about it, he rushed all the way to the second floor.At this moment, all the girls in Huahualou hadn't rested yet. It was a coincidence that Xueniang, who came to see Hua's mother, saw Yuanhang rushing up to the second floor, and she followed it out of curiosity.

There are many flower rooms on the second floor, and he sailed far away to search for them one by one. He was sweating profusely when he found them, but suddenly he heard a scream coming from the flower room next door.It took him only two or three lamps to open the door to enter the flower room, Xue Niang who followed behind him also walked in slowly, the ground was full of bright blood red, and the overwhelming smell of blood swept over.

Yuanhang was holding a sharp knife in his hand, the blade was shining sharply, and drops of bright red blood slowly flowed down the back of the knife, and the sharp point of the knife pointed at the fallen person.

The man's face was blurry, wisps of blue smoke drifted from his mouth and nose.The blood on the chest gushed out like a spring, staining the flower-scattered wooden floor red, which was shocking.

What was even more bizarre was that the man's body slowly disappeared with the blue smoke floating from his body, first the fuzzy face covered by the blue smoke, and then to the throat and blood-stained chest.The blue smoke suddenly drifted out from the man's limbs, and when it floated on the mottled blood, it directly melted his blood completely.

The body that was still lying on the ground just now, only left a place of strange green smoke, which floated out of the window with the breeze.

Yuanhang's face was pale, his eyes were dull, his snow-white clothes were clean and tidy, his whole body was trembling, and he was holding a blood-stained sword and approaching Xueniang by the door step by step, like a ghost.

Xueniang covered her mouth and nose, her eyes were terrified, she fell to the ground in panic, her whole body trembled, and she couldn't help shouting "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"