"Why is my head buzzing?" A young man sat up and patted his head. He found that it still hurt a little, and a large number of memories that did not belong to him poured in quickly.
As the influx of memories stopped, Liu Huaian widened his eyes in shock and said: "No way, I often stay up late, smoke and drink a lot, like beautiful women, and have no restraint. Why did I die at such a young age? And I traveled through time.
What the hell is this poor scholar doing?"
Liu Huaian roared to the sky, but he soon calmed down, not because he was so calm, but because his stomach said, "If you don't feed me, I will let you time travel again."
He quickly got up and entered the kitchen. There was only an earthen stove, a water vat, and a rice vat. He opened the lid of the rice vat and took a look, only a mummy of a mouse was left.
"Zhushu, you died so miserably." Liu Huaian picked up the mouse carcass, threw it on the ground, kicked it hard, and cursed angrily: "Damn, what kind of bullshit world is this? You can actually starve me to this point. On the contrary,
The sky is dead...Oh, Gaowu World, that’s okay.”
Liu Huaian walked outside and began to sort out his memories.
The original owner came from a poor and poor family. His parents died early. He was admitted as a scholar, but he was very poor. Coupled with a cold, he was sent away happily.
The family had no money, let alone food and rice. The food originally distributed by the government to the scholars was also stolen, and there was no food at all.
Otherwise, as a young man, he would not have been sent away by a cold weather, and he was not a frail lady.
Fortunately, this unlucky guy is also named Liu Huaian, so he doesn't have to change the name given by his parents.
Liu Huaian's grandfather was a monk, and he seemed to be a wild cultivator. We haven't seen him for decades, and he must have turned into shit long ago. But the wild cultivator grandfather seemed to have left something behind.
After trying hard to recall for a moment, Liu Huaian remembered several books on how to practice magical powers and how to collect yin and replenish yang. Because the practice was too expensive, the family had no choice but to give up!
Liu Huaian was walking on the street, trying to find a job to fill his stomach. After wandering for an unknown amount of time, he unconsciously walked to the local government office. He saw a notice board at the door, so he walked up and took a look.
"The official recruitment document records the matter..." Liu Huaian quickly walked to the door of the Yamen and asked: "Master, are you still recruiting people? I want to make a living."
"Liu Huaian? I haven't seen you for a long time. You can come if you want. But the county magistrate said that this job requires recording what everyone in the hall said. You have to be fast. Are you fast enough?"
Liu Huaian patted his chest and said, "I'm super fast, okay? Officer, just give me a try. If I can get the job, I will definitely thank you. Please, help me. I'll give it a try."
I’m starving to death.”
"That's it." The Yamen servant patted Liu Huaian on the shoulder and said, "I hope you won't forget how good I am."
"You must not forget it, Lord. Even if you kill me, I will never forget how good you are." Liu Huaian asked with a smile: "My Lord, can you give me some food first? I'm starving to death."
"Let's go, I will take you to eat well. After you are full, I will take you to see the master in the afternoon. You need to take a test before joining the job."
After lunch, Liu Huaian came to the master's room. The white-bearded old man raised his head and looked at him and said, "He is quite handsome. What did you hit?"
Liu Huaian smiled, bent down and saluted: "Nothing, nothing, just a scholar."
The master nodded slightly, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but found that there was not enough tea, so he put the cup down.
When Liu Huaian saw his master pick up the tea cup and then put it down, he stepped forward to fill it up and tested the temperature with his hands. When he found that it was just right, he quickly smiled and said: "Master, you have some tea."
The master smiled, picked up the teacup and said, "What's your boy's name?"
"Liu Huaian."
The master nodded slightly and said: "I've heard about you, poor kid. I'll write to you next and see how fast you are."
Master finished reading the dossier in a stick of incense. Liu Huaian's pen and ink were flying, and he wrote down everything word for word. He presented it with both hands and said with a smile: "Master, please check it."
"Well, it's good. It was written very quickly!" The master nodded after reading it: "There was no large-scale correction, the writing was also very fast, and the handwriting is not bad. For seven taels of silver a month, do you want to do it?"
"Fuck, fuck, how can you not do it?" Liu Huaian was overjoyed. From his memory, he learned that the average monthly income of an ordinary family in Da'an was four taels of silver, and he earned seven taels just after working.
It has surpassed ordinary families.
"You have done a good job this month. Go to the accounting office to collect ten taels of silver, keep seven taels, and give me the remaining three taels as tea money."
"Yes." Liu Huaian asked several people, went to the accounting office and took ten taels of silver, but did not return to the master.
Instead, he went to the door and looked for the government servant who brought him in. The two of them walked to the corner. Liu Huaian smiled and gave him a tael of silver and said, "Thank you for showing me the way. You're welcome. Let's take it for tea."
The yamen servant took the silver and said with a smile: "My name is Chen Kui. According to my age, you can just call me Brother Chen. How many taels of silver do you want to give that old man Yang Qun?"
"Three taels."
Chen Kui nodded lightly and said: "It seems that Yang Qun is very optimistic about you, boy, work hard. Our county government recruits all locals, and there won't be much change. You can do this job for a lifetime."
You have to remember that the yamen is made of iron and the county magistrate is smooth. The biggest one in this yamen is Yang Qun, but you must also respect the county magistrate and not overstep. Especially this magistrate."
Liu Huaian frowned and asked, "How do you say that?"
"This county magistrate's father is Da'an Tianwei, so he probably came here to have fun. Go back quickly, he is going to be promoted to court."
Liu Huaian ran back quickly and presented him with three taels of silver.
Yang Qun put away the money and said with a smile: "Keep the remaining money, buy some new clothes, marry a girl, and live a good life."
Liu Huaian smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, thanks to you, I can live a decent life."
Yang Qun smiled and nodded: "Remember, don't provoke the county magistrate. He has a good background and will probably be promoted to Hangzhou in a short time. Have you memorized all the cases this afternoon?"
Liu Huaian nodded and said, "I memorized it when I wrote it. It shouldn't be difficult to interrogate a man who breaks into a married woman's house and molests her husband and kills her husband."
Yang Qun nodded and said: "Indeed, the evidence is there, and there is the murderer's fingerprint on the dagger."
"But there is a strange thing." Liu Huaian looked at Yang Qun and said, "I know Wei Lang. He is a scholar. He looks strong but is weak. He often needs to take medicine. It is a bit difficult for him to kill people."
Yang Qun frowned and asked, "Tell me what you think."
"The file said that Wei Lang wanted to find a way to exploit the situation, and succeeded. Unexpectedly, the woman's husband came back. Wei Lang killed someone with a knife in desperation, and the woman took the opportunity to knock Wei Lang unconscious. The deceased was a cannon worker."
Yang Qun frowned and said, "But we didn't find the third party, and no one outside saw it. Tell us your inference."
Liu Huaian cleared his throat and said, "I suspect it was adultery and husband-murder."
Yang Qun smiled, pointed at him and said, "If it's adultery and husband-murder, it's a big case. Then the county magistrate must be very happy. When he is happy, we may be able to get the reward. But don't forget, the evidence is not conducive to Wei Lang now."
.We found signs of a fight in the room, only two people fighting."
Liu Huaian nodded and said, "Yes, the evidence is indeed against Wei Lang. But can you please listen to my inference?"
Yang Qun nodded.
Liu Huaian said: "Wei Lang said that he went to the deceased's house to borrow money, and it was the deceased's woman who led him in. As soon as he entered the inner door, he was knocked unconscious. If I am right.
That is, the woman of the deceased got the deceased drunk and asked a third party to come in and kill him. However, the deceased was not drunk enough and started fighting with the third party. But after all, the deceased drank too much and could not beat the third party at all. The scene
But there are a lot of wine jars."
Yang Qun smiled and asked, "Where is the third party?"
"The third party will definitely come to see it, because the woman of the deceased and the third party are both fools. They framed a helpless person and did not escape." Liu Huaian poured a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, and continued.
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"The knife used to kill was a meat cleaver, without a handguard, and it was stabbed seven times. There must be blood on the third party. At that time, we only need to look for someone with injuries on his hands and new clothes, and he will probably be the murderer."
Yang Qun applauded: "Wonderful, but you forgot one thing. How are you going to prove that the deceased woman lied?"
"Simple..." Liu Huaian told Yang Qun the method and said, "Master, believe me, this trick will definitely work."
Yang Qun stroked his beard and smiled: "Although it's a little barbaric, it will definitely have immediate results."
In the afternoon, Wei Lang and the deceased woman were all brought to the Shengtang. There were many people watching outside, and the government officials immediately targeted a man.
His right hand was wrapped in white cloth and he was wearing brand new clothes.
When the two came up, they had different opinions and attacked and insulted each other.
Liu Huaian stared at Wei Lang's hand, which showed no scratches from the stabbing, and then turned to look at the deceased woman.
There is a golden Bu Yao on his head, he is dressed in silk and has a white jade bracelet on his hand.
She is about twenty years old, with a plump body, an oval face, fox eyes, a high nose bridge, and a small cherry mouth. She is very beautiful.
Wei Lang is 1.75 meters tall, a head shorter than Liu Huaian, and looks stronger.
But during the provincial examination, the two met, and Liu Huaian learned that Wei Lang was born weak and sickly, and people are prone to illness.
The young magistrate slapped the gavel and shouted: "Quiet."
The master stepped forward and whispered for a long time. The county magistrate frowned and asked, "Isn't it bad?"
The master lowered his head again and said: "We have locked the third party, let's try it!"
The county magistrate asked: "Ms. Li, let me ask you, you said he came into the house and defiled you, did he ever threaten you?"
Mrs. Li cried and shook her head and said: "No, he is tall and strong, and a little girl has no power to resist. Not only that, he also killed my husband. Sir, you have to make the decision for me." Mrs. Li cried so hard that she couldn't resist.
Bring rain.
Liu Huaian saw a lot of bruises on her exposed forearm, which were caused by being beaten.
He believed that there must be more on Li, and this was the motive for the crime.