Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

In the fifth year of Changping in the Tang Dynasty, on February [-]th, at the end of Youshi.

Hedong Road, adjacent to the corner of Jiannan Road, east of Kang'an County, Kang County.

In the county, Kangshun Tavern.

Kangshun Tavern is a small tavern. On weekdays, ordinary people in Likang County like to go to this tavern when they are sad or happy. Drinking a glass of rough grain wine is enough to comfort or express some emotions. .

But today, the rain poured down continuously, splashing the entire Kang county dripping, and the people who went out and couldn't return home in time also ran here to take shelter from the rain.

It is always good to have an eaves. Although the clothes are mostly wet and the spring cold is covered, the smiles on their faces have never faded.

The store also generously ordered the staff to prepare a small clay stove. The red charcoal fire reflected on everyone's faces, and everyone talked about their family's gossip, gossip and interesting stories from inside and outside the neighborhood.

Zhao Wujiang sat among the crowd, drinking slowly, with a calm and gentle smile on his face all the time.

Sitting opposite Zhao Xiaoyin, he also took a sip while holding the wine glass. The inferior Baogu fever was extremely strong, scorching his little face, and he couldn't help shaking his head. The men and women beside him saw this cute naive look, Thinking of the dolls at home, they all laughed.

The bright and lively atmosphere of the tavern was not affected by the pouring rain outside.

"Your father is a teacher, he looks so handsome."

At another wine table, a young woman who still has a charming charm came over, her eyes were constantly sizing up Zhao Wujiang:
"What about your mother, why don't you come out with you two?"

Zhao Xiaoyin looked at the aunt who was sitting over, and found that she was obviously asking herself, why did her eyes stick to her father's face?

Before he could answer, the men, mothers-in-law and aunts around him burst into laughter.

"Widow Wang, you have the idea of ​​a scholar again? This teacher is so thin that he can't stand your troubles. Why don't you let Liu Dazhu come? Hahaha"

"Liu Dazhu? Then the widow Wang is about to enjoy the blessings. What is that sentence called? What is the long drought?"

"After a long drought comes rain, you big bastards!"

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The woman who was called the widow of the king was not angry. Obviously, she had seen this scene a lot on weekdays and had long been used to it.

Her eyes were glued to Zhao Wujiang's body, she had never seen such a handsome man in her life, especially the deep eyes of the other party, at the first glance she fell into it.

Everyone was still joking, and suddenly heard a bang.

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a strong man staggered in with an umbrella in his hand. He was unstable and rolled on the ground. He wanted to get up, but he was out of breath and desperately panting.

The door was pushed open, and the tavern was filled with wind and rain in an instant, causing many people to want to curse, but when they saw who came, they all swallowed their anger.

The old man was Liu Dazhu who was mentioned by Widow Wang just now.

Liu Dazhu, the only pig butcher in Kang County, formerly known as Liu Dazhu, is called Liu Dazhu by people who are acquainted with him. He kills too many animals on weekdays, tainted with a strong murderous aura, plus he is big, thick-backed, kind-hearted but easy-going. Most of the people in Kang county are in awe of him because of his angry character.

At this moment, the short coat on Liu Dazhu's body was soaked, his hair was disheveled, and the rain kept falling. He was panting heavily. Someone brought him a small clay stove. The plump Widow Wang paused for a few moments, then calmed down, and then said in a hoarse voice:
"Mr. Lin is dead."

The door of the tavern was closed, but just as the butcher Liu Dazhu finished speaking, the door was pushed open again. This time it was not a person, but the wind and rain.

Zhao Wujiang keenly felt that the people in the tavern were shocked when they heard the words, their hearts should have been shaken, and the Widow Wang in front of her even retracted her eyes, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uproar.

"How did Mr. Lin die?"

"Who did it? I want to kill him!"

"What about my baby? Who will teach?"

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The Mr. Lin mentioned by the butcher is one of the three teachers in Kang County. The children in the entire Kang County have basically been taught by him. Among the people of Kang County, Mr. Lin is a very respectable person.

Hearing the unsurprising noise from the crowd, the pig butcher took a cup of Yaki from the young barman, drank it all in one gulp, his lips trembling:
"Again. Suicide"

Zhao Wujiang frowned again, and Zhao Xiaoyin raised his head while holding the small wine glass.

"hiss"

There was a sound of gasping for air in the tavern, and many people had a trace of panic on their faces.

"The last gentleman in Kang County is gone."

Pig butcher Liu Dazhu's eyes suddenly stood up, and he stood up holding an umbrella. His sturdy body felt extremely oppressive. He grabbed the nearest glass of wine, poured another glass of wine into his throat, and let out a hoarse breath like a beast:
"No, I have to go to the county government office to have a look. Damn it, how could it be possible to commit suicide again? It must be caused by people from Hexi'an County!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many men slapped the table and stood up, and said fiercely through the smell of alcohol:
"Let's go too!"

At the same time, many men wanted to stand up, but they sat back resentfully after being glared at by the mother-in-law beside them.

A dozen or so people aggressively opened the door of the tavern and ran into the torrential rain. Teachers died one after another. It was not a problem that children in the county did not go to school, and it had to be resolved.

Zhao Xiaoyin pulled Zhao Wujiang's hand, the father and son shared the same mind, Zhao Wujiang got up, took his little hand, opened the oil-paper umbrella, also stepped into the rain, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone in the tavern.

County government office.

Mortuary.

The county magistrate and county lieutenant, along with a few minor officials, are confronting a dozen or so strong men.

The county magistrate of Kang County is an old man with a long beard and white beard and hair. When he looks at people, his eyes are squinted and his head is pushed forward. It is obvious that his eyesight is not good.

With his back bent and his hands behind his back, he was guarded by the staff member behind him, and said slowly:
"You rashly broke into the Datangkang county office, disturbed the peace, where did you put the laws of the Tang Dynasty? A bunch of unscrupulous people!"

"you!"

The pig butcher Liu Dazhu was full of murderous looks, he raised his hand unceremoniously and pointed at the old county magistrate, and even reached out to touch the butcher's knife pinned to his waist. If he hadn't been stopped by his companions behind him, he might have rushed up.

"Liu Dazhu, Mr. Lin committed suicide by taking poison. I have found out clearly, so please stop messing around!" The county lieutenant beside the old county magistrate also said coldly.

"One committed suicide by taking poison, two committed suicide, and three? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it's strange. You closed the case hastily. Could it be that you are blind?"

Pig butcher Liu Dazhu roared, and the men behind him became excited.

"Presumptuous! I have my own rules for judging the case. If I say he committed suicide, he commits suicide! The entire Kang County, I am the sky!"

The county magistrate stroked his beard and raised his body. His old face, which was not kind at first, looked even more ferocious at this moment.

"Hmph, aren't you a bad old man?"

A clear, sweet and childish voice floated into the office, and a young boy trotted in, followed by a gentle and elegant young man full of temperament.