Walking on the streets of the outer city in the early morning, listening to the vague moans, Yang Yu still felt depressed in his heart.
Until he passed through the inner city gate, his mood was not very good, or even worse.
There was a wall inside and outside, but it was like two worlds. Looking at this normal prosperity, he was a little at a loss.
Like a awn on the back.
Some things, heard and seen, are really completely different.
In his previous life, Yang Yu never felt that his morals were higher than those of the general public. At best, he was just abiding by the law.
But after coming to this world, he found that compared to some people.
He is almost a moral role model.
I hurried home, put away some things that were inconvenient to deal with, told my mother-in-law, and headed for the prison.
After the blood transfusion, his energy was very good, and he was still full of energy even after not sleeping all night.
But in his heart, he was thinking about how to find out what was hidden in the prison.
"The county magistrate wants to see me?"
As soon as he stepped into the prison, before Yang Prison could go to work, a yamen officer came looking for him.
"Let's go, don't keep the adults waiting for too long."
The officer was arrogant and disgusted with the smell of the prison, so he held his nose and left.
"Why is he looking for me?"
Yang Yu was confused, so he tidied up hastily and followed out.
The two of them were silent all the way, walking in tandem, crossing South Street, reaching the most prosperous part of the area, then turning left and walking dozens of steps, their eyes suddenly opened up.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there was such a mansion not far from such a prosperous avenue.
"arrive."
Yang Yu stopped and raised his eyes, his expression suddenly extremely complicated.
From this point of view, only a few dozen steps away, there is a large mansion with red walls and white tiles. At a quick glance, just looking at its specifications, it seems that there are at least seven entrances and seven exits.
The two stone lions outside the door are vivid and powerful. When passers-by see them from a distance, they move aside.
The laws of the Ming Dynasty were strict and detailed. Not only were there regulations for all walks of life, but there were also regulations for clothing and housing.
Not to mention a long-time official like Wang Wu, even an ordinary person can tell that this house is beyond its control.
In comparison, the yamen really looks like a doghouse.
"Liu Wenpeng..."
Yang Prison took a deep breath before stepping into this large mansion.
There are many landscapes in the house, and the paved floors are all carved with patterns. It is late autumn at this time, the grass is withered and the leaves are falling. There are many big trees in the house, but there is not a single fallen leaf on the ground.
Walking in the courtyard, Yang Yu felt stinging all over his body, like hundreds of insects crawling around him, and he wished he could turn around and leave.
But he still held back and let the servant lead him around the courtyard. It took him half a cup of tea before he arrived at an inner courtyard.
After arriving here, Yang Prison felt a little relieved, because there were actually many people outside the inner courtyard.
At a glance, there were jailers, police officers, and even teachers from several martial arts schools in the inner city.
There are many people, old and young. The only thing they have in common is that they are all blood-changing warriors with strong blood energy.
"I am drinking and playing chess with my friends. Just wait here for my call."
The servant said something casually, turned around and left.
All the people were left hanging outside the courtyard gate. Some people were dissatisfied, but it was not easy to get angry.
"With so many blood-changing warriors, what does Sanchi Liu want to do?"
Yang Yu was confused, guessing the purpose of the county magistrate.
Is it possible that he wants to take action against the Liansheng Cult?
But that's not right. How can anyone be so grand and not afraid of alerting others?
It was late autumn at this time, the weather was getting colder, and the chill in the morning was even heavier, so everyone was left to dry out for more than an hour.
Only then did servants come out of the yard and wave to them.
Yang Yu could see clearly that many people's faces were a little red, as if they were irritated by the attitude of coming on call, and they were all holding their breath.
As soon as he stepped into this courtyard, Yang Yu noticed the change in temperature.
This courtyard is much warmer than the outside world.
After a quick glance, he actually saw many green plants, vegetables, and fruits at this time of the year, and many servants were picking them.
Under a sycamore tree in the distance, two people were sitting opposite each other playing chess, one was smiling, the other was cold and expressionless.
"Wang Wu?"
Yang Yu's heart thumped as he recognized that the person playing chess with Liu Wenpeng was Wang Wu.
Wang Wu also saw Yang Yu, the corners of his mouth trembled but he said nothing.
The well-groomed middle-aged man stroked his beard and waved with a smile:
"Come on, don't be restrained. Try the fruits in our own yard."
"Thank you, sir!"
No matter what they thought, everyone thanked them and picked it up to taste it. No matter what the taste was, they all said it was good.
In my heart I cried out.
This Liu Wenpeng has never been able to get in or out. If he eats his food, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome.
Yang Yu calmly took a step behind and just watched the crowd feasting.
After a long while, someone finally said, "May I ask Mr. Liu, what is the purpose of summoning us this time?"
Liu Wenpeng smiled slightly and said: "Of course I don't want to take the job, but I just need your help with some small things."
Everyone was busy saying they didn't dare.
Liu Wenpeng smiled with satisfaction before telling the story with a sad face.
"The dog is naughty. I went into the mountains to hunt tigers a few days ago, but I didn't want to come back for several days. I love my son very much, so I specially invite you to come..."
"Master Liu?"
Yang Prison was startled.
Someone couldn't help but said: "A few days ago, I saw the young master listening to people reading books in the guest house. How could he go into the mountains?"
"It is not Qingqing who enters the mountain, but Qinggui, the second son."
Liu Wenpeng let out a long sigh, seeming very sad:
"If you can bring the dog back safely, I will be very grateful!"
Thank you very much?
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't really believe it.
Liu Wenpeng frowned slightly, then clapped his hands gently, and servants came holding trays one by one, walked in front of everyone, and lifted up the red silk on them.
An ingot of silver is exposed.
"hiss!"
Yang Prison was surprised when he heard someone taking a breath of cold air.
Liu Wenpeng is so willing?
It's not that he had to think so, but Liu Wenpeng wanted to instigate him, so he just said that he was in this big house.
Ordinarily, wealthy families would hire servants, guards, and maids, but it was better for him to just let the government servants serve him, which can be said to be extremely stingy.
"You won't fail to give Mr. Liu some face, right?"
Liu Wenpeng's face turned gloomy.
The shocked people came back to their senses. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one wanted to agree.
But seeing Liu Wenpeng's face darkening, he could only hold his nose and agree.
"good!"
Liu Wenpeng was then satisfied and asked everyone to accept the money:
"This is fifty taels of tattooed silver. If anyone can bring me back, I will give you two hundred taels of tattooed silver."
…
He left the Liu family with the money in hand, and the others returned with sad faces and dejectedness.
Yang Yu found a clean corner and sat down cross-legged, sorting out what he had gained in the past two days, while waiting for Wang Wu to come out.
Wait until the sun turns to the west and the sky becomes dark.
Wang Wucai came out of Liu's house with a livid face. Yang Yu approached him. Before he could speak, he heard the catcher grinding his teeth:
"To suppress bandits, you have to use clever names. I really opened my eyes. My eyes were opened..."