Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

"Cheng Xiucai." Fei Yuer, who had been silent until now, suddenly said.

"You know me?" Cheng Xiucai was a little horrified.

"I also knew you were Yizhimei." Fei Yue'er's words were shocking.

In an instant, Cheng Xiucai's face changed several times. He looked around and saw a deserted countryside with overgrown weeds and no other pedestrians. In a blink of an eye, he looked calm again and said in a sly voice: "Mr. Tip, you have promoted me. What a wonderful idea. What a wonderful idea." pole."

"The former Emperor's ugly acquaintance returned to his hometown and lived under the mountain wall. I saw your whereabouts. Originally, it was not so easy to recognize you, but you showed such handsomeness and qinggong. Your age, stature, where can you go? If I'm looking for another Yizhimei, it's you." Yue'er said, "Cheng Xiucai, I've known you for many years, but I didn't realize that you had such a high level of kung fu. You've always had a good reputation, so how could you do such a thing? "

Wang Heng said in time: "We are not trying to find out who Yizhimei is, we are just looking for someone."

Cheng Xiucai thought for a long time and then said carefully: "My reputation as a scholar has long been revoked by the school."

"You are a child prodigy in Taiping Town, a student praised by Master Meng. Why were you deprived of your academic title?" Yue'er was puzzled.

Cheng Xiucai said with a cold face: "Only in terms of knowledge, it is impossible to get rid of it, but there is no help from a bitch."

Xiaocai immediately thought of the stories of Governor Qiao randomly reading the Mandarin Duck Book, Jiang Xingge's reunion with Pearl Shirt, and other story books. He glanced up and down, left and right, and looked at this scholar Cheng.

Cheng Xiucai relaxed, threw the long stick in his hand into the thatch, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Wang, you are wrong. My surname is Fan, and I come from a prominent family in Qiantang. My eldest father was once a magistrate of Dengzhou. My father is Bitch, if you don’t work hard, you won’t die. There are mosquitoes in the summer and cold in the winter, and the long autumn days are perfect for sleeping. If he doesn’t work hard, of course he won’t get any honors in the exam. If he is smarter, he can get a donation or something, which is fine. But he still wanted to fight for a decent family background, so he sent three thousand taels of silver to the examiner. He, a young master, sent a male servant and went."

Xiaocai was surprised and said: "This is too hasty."

"He also asked this male servant to ask for a receipt from the examiner. He was asked to do things that many people couldn't do. So, he was sent to the army and was sent to the army. He was not unjust at all. It was all his own doing. "

"The clan removed our names, so my sister and I followed our mother to our maternal home in Taiping Town. Although my grandfather had passed away, his power was still there and he was still able to protect us. I changed my surname to Cheng and passed the Changzhou County School. .”

"A few months ago, my father was released from prison after serving at the border. He didn't dare to argue with the clan members who had expelled him. Instead, he came to Taiping Town to argue with my mother. He didn't divorce his wife. Why did my sister and I both change our surnames to Cheng? For a person like my mother, he was so angry that she vomited blood. This quarrel was known by people with ulterior motives, and they exposed themselves to the school. If there were men who committed crimes within three generations, I was expelled from the county school as a scholar."

"This is really a bitch." Xiaocai was stunned.

Wang Heng knew that success in scientific examinations was hard-earned, and his regret was beyond words.

Cheng Xiucai was still thinking about it, his resentful expression disappeared in an instant, and then he calmed down and said: "That's all, I still have a lot of things I want to do. I don't have time to do it on weekdays, and I can't afford to spend twenty years working for a rotten scholar. .”

Wang Heng asked: "What's going on with the woman in the sedan?"

"Not long ago, I was doing some unprofitable business at the house of Liu Caidong, a famous evil gentry in Suzhou city. After I succeeded, I was followed by two businessmen who threatened me to rob two houses in succession in the middle of the night the day before yesterday. The Wei Jingcheng family in Yahufang seemed to know me very well. They asked me to join the patrol and escort today to take a woman out of the city and leave by boat at this ferry. From now on, they will not send me any more orders. They promised me that in one year at most, they could help me restore my reputation as a scholar. I dare not believe it, but I dare not disobey it, so I have to run errands for them." Cheng Xiucai said. "What does that woman look like?" Wang Heng asked.

"The face is covered with gauze and a cloak. Her appearance cannot be seen clearly. From the back, she is quite slim and beautiful." Cheng Xiucai said.

"Did the group say where the ship will dock next?"

"Listening to their words, it seems to be Wujiang Pingwangyi."

"Wujiang." Wang Heng, Xiao Cai and Fei Yue'er were all moved. They thought that this woman might be Miss Ye San, or maybe Xiao Cuibao. They couldn't help but feel refreshed. They saw that the clouds were about to be cleared away. .

Wang Heng asked: "Mr. Cheng, thank you for being honest. This woman is most likely the wife of several of our close friends. Do you still remember the characteristics of the people who are threatening you?"

Cheng Xiucai said with shame: "Sin, sin, I will definitely recognize those two people when I see them. One is a scholar in his thirties, with a very elegant manner, and the other is a sturdy young man in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance and no features. .”

The origins of these two people were unknown, and the three of them could not figure it out for the time being, so they did not investigate further. Cheng Xiucai clasped his fists and said goodbye to everyone.

The three of them stood where they were. Boats were passing through the canal from time to time. No one paid attention to the wild crossing by the river, and no boats stopped here.

"Can you take what Cheng Xiucai said seriously?" Xiaocai was a little unsure.

"Cheng Xiucai's words may have something to beautify himself. It should be quite different. Cheng Xiucai's family are all very good people. His sister was my childhood playmate. Unfortunately, she died of illness two years ago. His grandfather once did The magistrate of Yunnan is a great philanthropist in Taiping Town, and his mother is even more amazing. Have you seen "Golden Bullet"?" Fei Yuer said.

Xiaocai happily said: "Who doesn't know that I can also recite the lyrics of the famous "Golden Bullet", 'Two peach blossoms with red cheeks, double curved willow leaves with green eyebrows, living in a natural state with embroidered curtains, face The red light is particularly beautiful.'"

Fei Yue'er said with a smile on her face, "The author of "Golden Bullet", the owner of Dixi Pavilion, is Cheng Xiucai's mother, Mrs. Cheng."

"Ah, when we find Miss Ye San, we will definitely return to Taiping Town. Sister Yue'er will introduce me to the master of Dixi Pavilion." Xiao Cai was filled with surprise.

"Ms. Cheng, where have you heard this name before?" Wang Heng raised his forehead and said, "By the way, it was in the Mengjiang Hall. A group of women were talking about Mrs. Cheng."

The other two people couldn't remember it and couldn't add any useful information.

The three of them put their minds together and decided to hire a passenger boat to go to Wujiang Pingwang Station to have a look. The boat moved slowly, and the time of day was different, so it would be different if it went upstream or downstream. Maybe they could catch up with their boat on the waterway.