Chapter 109: That year when Chang'an came to spring, someone got drunk
Chapter 109 That Year in Chang'an Spring, Someone Gets Drunk
In the middle of the night, the remaining snow in Qianli Village was rustling, and the cold wind was still there. Hu Yue put a fur robe on Wu Kui, and slowly walked in the courtyard with his support. The sound of stepping on the snow was clear and crisp in the silent night. Some lanterns went out, but there were also lanterns that were lit.
Walking up the corridor, the dry smell made people feel comfortable. Hu Yue sighed, shook his head again, and said bitterly: "Brother, I remembered, this morning, when I collected the grain, Mr. Gu happened to be there, no wonder he asked Come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime."
Wu Kui smiled slightly, and said: "Master Gu hates evil like hatred, but is frank and frank. It is normal for him to take action when he meets a horse thief. Although there is some misunderstanding, it is better to untie it. Moreover, this also shows that, Mr. Gu is really as good an official as the rumors say, a blessing to the common people!"
Hu Yue took it for granted, nodded, with a bitter expression on his face, and said helplessly: "That's the temper, it's too big, if you don't know, you'll think he's a bandit, if you say kill someone, kill him."
"No," Wu Kui said slowly: "Master Gu came out of Langya County, which is a frontier area, where the people are fierce and mixed, and those places are different from the Central Plains. , how can it be cured."
Hu Yue was slightly taken aback, and nodded. He is also an official, and he came from Chang'an. He knows better than many people the court's attitude towards the frontier area like Langya County. Unlike the Central Plains, the county magistrate here has greater power. Violence against violence is also recognized.
Moreover, over the years, there have been many inexplicable deaths of imperial court officials in remote areas. What can the imperial court do? Send a large army to suppress it? If the imperial court had that kind of strength, why did they let them stay here for so many years.
The frontier area represents chaos. Families, gangs, and chieftains, all kinds of forces are entrenched, just like the local emperor, the court has no skills, and can only rely on young scholars like Gu Qingci to show off.
"By the way," Wu Kui said suddenly, "I remember you said in which village you found someone trafficking human beings to Xianbei people. How did the investigation go?"
"Hmph," Hu Yue snorted suddenly, and said, "That man... I don't even know what to say about him. His wife was seriously ill. In order to treat his wife, he sold his daughter to the Xianbei people. In the end, his daughter died alive. Tortured to death, his wife still hasn't been cured, and she still hasn't been able to give him a son!"
"This..." Wu Kui was not as excited as Hu Yue, and said flatly, "Then how did you do it?"
Hu Yue pursed his lips, and said: "I was going to take advantage of the fact that he couldn't pay Yue Feng, and let out a bad breath, but was stopped by others... Oh, just right, it's the place Master Gu saw!"
Wu Kui was stunned for a moment, then heaved a long sigh, and said with a wry smile: "This...what a coincidence!"
Hu Yue could only helplessly smile and shook his head.
The wind at night was getting stronger and stronger, and even some of the snow on the roof was blown up. Wu Kui was caught by the cold wind, and immediately coughed. Hu Yue hurriedly helped him into the house quickly, and closed the window. close.
Hu Yue went out again and brought Wu Kui a pot of charcoal fire into the house, put it in front of the bed, when he raised his head, he was startled suddenly, and excitedly said: "Brother, something seems to be wrong?"
Wu Kui was about to take off his clothes, turned his head and asked in doubt: "What's wrong?"
Hu Yue walked to the door, poked his head out to look, and after making sure no one was there, he closed the door, walked to Wu Kui, and said softly: "Brother, you don't remember, we received news a while ago that Changling County Ling has already entered Chang'an!"
Wu Kui was shocked, his eyes widened, he exchanged a glance with Hu Yue, and said, "You mean, someone took the credit of Mr. Gu's credit?"
Hu Yue swallowed his saliva, and said: "It seems that someone has really done such a disgraceful thing. This... is a serious crime of beheading, brother, we..."
"Hush," Wu Kui changed his expression, and said, "We pretended not to know anything about this matter. I just followed the usual rules and reported the situation here to His Majesty. I said that I had received Changling who just came out of Changling County. The county respects Gu Qingci."
"Brother," Hu Yue said with some doubts, "why don't we tell His Majesty that we only need to send someone to Changling County to inquire about the truth of what Gu Qingci said? Are you lying?"
Wu Kui shook his head, and said: "Second brother, Mr. Gu's credit goes straight to heaven. Think about it, who can cut off this kind of credit? He must be a powerful person. Maelstrom, we can't afford to mess with it, and those who can help Master Gu can only do so, do our best!"
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Chang'an City has already entered spring, and the first spring rain, which is as expensive as oil, has already come. It fell silently at night, falling from the sky, and falling on a tavern on Zhuque Street that was open late at night, slowly falling along the eaves. Slowly converge into a line.
With an oiled paper umbrella, a young man with a handsome face, wearing a scholarly green shirt, walked into the tavern slowly, with a gloomy expression, slowly closed the umbrella, patted the table, and said in a loud voice: "Little Er, serve the wine!"
The shop waiter was hiding in a corner to enjoy the fire, when he heard someone ordering wine, he immediately stood up and said respectfully, "I wonder what kind of wine do you want, my lord?"
The young man sat down by the window, raised his eyes to look at the pattering spring rain outside, twitched his mouth, and said, "Remember, brother Gu once said that apricot blossom wine is very good, do you have it here?"
"Yes, yes, it's still aged!"
"Then let's have a pot!"
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The night rain was still going on, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. In the inn, there was a dead silence, only one young man was drinking alone, as if he was already drunk, he ordered another pot of wine, and after drinking, he fell down on the on the table.
A jug of wine, a pot of fire, a plate of peanuts, a loud sound of rain, I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy rushed in from outside the inn. The young man hurried over and said softly, "Young Master, Young Master, why are you here to drink again? Master knows, he should be angry!"
"Who are you..." The young man tasted very good wine, he didn't make any noise, he just drank his worries.
"I am Sancai, son, Sancai!"
Sancai looked at his young master, felt uncomfortable for a while, and said softly: "I don't know why the master insists on doing this, and makes the young master feel so uncomfortable."
At this time, the waiter came over, and Sancai hurriedly reached for the money bag, ready to pay, but found that he was in a hurry to go out, and the money bag was left behind, so he discussed with the waiter: "Brother, I was in a hurry to go out, so I forgot I have brought money, can I bring it to you tomorrow? Don't worry, I will never lie to you!"
The shop waiter smiled and said: "It's okay, you go, your son has been here for several nights in a row, and every time he gets drunk, he is an acquaintance!"
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That night, Sancai supported Ma Zhibai and walked slowly in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella. His figure gradually hid in the night.
"Brother Gu, I still owe you two drinks, two drinks, I don't know if there is still a chance to drink, I want to be with you..."
(end of this chapter)