Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

"The magistrate is not here." Faced with Wu Song's question, the master replied without hesitation.

Wu Song is now dressed in plain white filial piety, and looks like he is holding back his anger.Master thought about it with his belly button and knew that Wu Song was not a good person, and it is not a good thing to find the county magistrate.

"Master, do you know where the county magistrate has gone?" Wu Song inadvertently clenched his left hand twice. The wrist-removing knife hidden in the sleeve was already a little warm, but it still made Wu Song feel a little cool.

"I don't know!" The sharp-eyed master saw that there was something wrong under the clothes of Wu Song's left arm, how could he dare to tell the truth?

"What's your job?" Wu Song asked unwillingly.

"You mean He Jiu? That guy doesn't come to the county office when he has nothing to do. He usually stays in the shop." The master pointed Wu Song in the direction: "Go over there, turn two corners, and there is a paper at the door. The ones with big wreaths are easy to find.”

Wu Song nodded slightly, and walked away. After thinking about it, the master still felt that something was wrong, so he decided to go to the Lion Tower to report a letter in person.

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"Are you He Jiu?" Wu Song asked in a deep voice, looking at the middle-aged wretched man who was dozing off inside the shop.

Before the Qingming Festival, the business of He Jiu's shop will not improve, so at this time, He Jiu basically sits back in a chair when he is full, takes a nap, and dreams.

As for the paper figurines, paper horses, wreaths and incense candles in the shop, He Jiu had never worried about them. Who would steal these things from the living?

"Who! Dare to disturb someone's dream?" He Jiu wiped away the saliva flowing from his chest, and bid farewell to the girls in Baihualou in the dream.

Looking at the big man standing in front of him again, He Jiu was covered in "Ohh" before trying to stand up from the chair and cupped his hands.

"So it's Wudutou, your body..."

Needless to ask, He Jiu also understands that Wu Song already knew about Wu Dalang, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wear white clothes and walk all over the street with a hemp rope.

Wu Song didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out the wrist-releasing sharp knife from his sleeve, and poked it on the side table with a "swish", the good guy went in almost two inches.

"Wudutou, what do you mean?" He Jiu looked at the altar with distress. This is the best thing in He Jiu's shop, made of Fraxinus mandshurica.After being manipulated by Wu Song like this, it seems that the good price can't be sold, and I don't know if the hole can be filled with paint.

"Let me ask you! How did my brother die?" Wu Song pointed at the sharp knife with one hand: "He Jiu, if you tell half a lie, people are made of flesh, but they are not as strong as this table!"

"Wu Dutou, how this Wu Dalang died has long been determined." He Jiu looked at the gleaming sharp knife, and was terrified: "The murderer is Brother Yun, and he is now locked in a prison."

"Then...how did I hear that it was Ximen Qing who killed my brother?" Wu Song frowned, and reached out to touch the sharp knife: "He Jiu, everything you said is true?"

"Dutou, I swear to the knife!" He Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "There is not even half a lie."

"Oh?" Wu Song looked at He Jiu with great interest, and he had already touched the handle of the knife: "Then tell me, how do you judge that it was Brother Yun who did the murder?"

"This..." Wu Song's words just hit He Jiu's weakness. To be honest, if it weren't for Niu Dutou's reminder, He Jiu's two brushes are still at a loss.

"Wudutou, Brother Yun is under fifteen years old, and his body is weak, and he has an old relationship with your elder brother. How could he do such a thing?"

At this time, a few words came from outside the door, just in time to relieve He Jiu.

Wu Song turned his head and saw that Niu Du was standing at the door with his arms folded, with a half-smile on his face. Instead of looking at Wu Song, he stared at He Jiu fiercely.

He Jiu's palms were sweating, and now he breathed a sigh of relief, and went down the donkey: "Wudu Tou, Niu Dutou knows all about this matter, you might as well ask him if you ask me."

Nima, anyway, Niu Dutou judged it, so what to do with me!

"Niu Dutou's words are serious?" Wu Song flicked lightly, pulled out the wrist-removing sharp knife, casually thrust it into his waist, strode out of the shop, and stood face to face with Niu Dutou.

"Wu Dutou, you and I are colleagues, can I still lie to you?" Niu Dutou said confidently: "I happened to be watching the night when the accident happened, and I saw the scene. I have the strength like Brother Yun, and I want to kill Wu Dalang. It’s still not easy to push down the stairs.”

Wu Song thought for a while and said, "This still doesn't explain why it's Ximen Qing?"

"You may not know..." Niu Dutou pretended to be mysterious: "Brother Yun is the murderer, this idea was proposed by Ximen Qing."

"Huh?" Wu Song raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a thing?"

"He Jiu was there at the time." Niu Dutou pointed to the inside of the shop.

Wu Song followed the direction of Niu Dutou's finger, and saw that He Jiutou nodded like garlic.

"Oh, thank you very much." To Niutou's surprise, Wu Song didn't look angry, but cupped his hands flatly, and was about to leave.

"Zhu Zhixian and Ximen Qing are drinking in the Lion House..."

Niu Dutou's words did not stop Wu Song's footsteps, Wu Song just paused for a moment, and continued walking towards Zishi Street.

"Is this still a tiger-fighting hero?" Niu Dutou was a little confused: "When an ordinary man encounters this kind of thing, I'm afraid he would have already yelled at him, and if he was a little hotter, he would go straight to his death. This Wu Song..."

Under the influence of Niu Dutou, Wu Song has always been the kind of reckless man who yells to fight and kill. There is something wrong with this reaction.

What Niu Dutou didn't expect was that Wu Song was already full of anger at this time, but he didn't show it on the surface. The reason why he didn't explode and didn't ask where the Lion Tower was was because before that, Wu Song was going back to Zishi Street, get another affirmation from a person's mouth.

That person is Wu Song's sister-in-law, Pan Jinlian!

Before Wu Songlin went out, he entrusted his own brother, Wu Dalang, to Pan Jinlian, and at the same time said a lot of worrying words.

Wu Song clearly remembered that at that time Pan Jinlian was a manly image without a headscarf, and she was about to swear by patting her chest.

How long has it been since I've been away, and there is such a thing!

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

On the surface Wu Song's steps were not fast, but his steel teeth were clenched tightly.

Brother Heroic Spirit is not far away, let's see how Wu Song will kill your enemies for you!

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"Master, what exactly do you want to say?" Ximen Qing had a hard time hearing what the master was saying amidst the fans' singing.

"When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky."

Although the space in the private room is not small, the big table is set down, and there are more than a dozen famous people in Qinghe County sitting there, plus four fans playing the pipa and singing the water melody song of Master Su, the master is at the door If you are in a hurry, you can't squeeze in.

Seeing Ximen Qing's frowning, the master opened his mouth for a long time and gestured a few times, but he still didn't make it clear.

Zhu Zhixian was overjoyed when he heard it, and even waved at the master at the door, thinking that the master was dancing with him.

In desperation, the master made a posture of a tiger pounce on someone, and Ximen Qing came to his senses. The master seemed to be talking about something related to Wu Song.

Squeezing past fans was not an easy task, especially for a promising young man like Ximen Qing. While singing and playing, the fans used their bodies to seduce them, deliberately blocking Ximen Qing's way.

Ximen Qing coughed twice, and used his incomparable skill to grab the dragon's claw hand, and then escaped in the chaos, behind him was a group of fans who were pretending to be coquettish.

"Your Majesty, I hate it..."

"Master County Captain, why are you touching my slave's place..."

Suddenly, the good "when will the moon be there" was shattered by Ximen Qing.

"Wu Dutou has come to the county government!" The teacher's loud voice sounded very harsh, and attracted a table of people to look sideways.

"Steady!" Zhu Zhixian was displeased: "Come here as soon as you come, what's so strange, it's really disappointing!" .

The master smiled awkwardly, Ximenqing quickly smoothed things over and said, "The master is here to find something to do with me, magistrate, please continue!"

As soon as the master mentioned Wu Song, Ximenqing knew that something was wrong, so he dragged the master to another private room, and behind him, the voice of Shuitiaogetou rang out again...

"Wu Dutou is wearing a filial piety, and he came to the county government to find the county magistrate." The master said with some concern: "In my humble opinion, Wu Dutou may be carrying a sharp weapon, and I don't know what he wants to do."

Ximen Qing's heart fluttered non-stop when he heard this, what does this mean?

Wu Dalang is dead, Wu Song wears filial piety clothes, that's all right; but why did he come to the county government to look for Zhu Zhixian with a sharp weapon?Do you want to ask who the murderer is?

No, since Wu Song has returned home, Wu Song already knows the name Brother Yun. If he is looking for the murderer, then Wu Song should go directly to the prison instead of the county government.

Unless, Wu Song got different news, and it was very likely that he got it from the prison.

Could it be that Brother Yun retracted his confession in the face of Wu Song?No, if no one pointed out, how could brother Yun's IQ retract the confession?

"What if Wu Song wants to harm the magistrate, what should I do?" The master asked anxiously: "Master county captain, you pay more attention to this matter, what should you do?"

Ximen Qing smiled wryly, it was not Zhu Zhixian that Wu Song had to deal with, but most likely himself.

"Where is Wu Song going now?" Ximen Qing thought for a while, but he decided to figure out Wu Song's current location before saying, "Does he know that the county magistrate is drinking here?"

"The villain didn't say anything, I sent it to He Jiu..." The master replied.

He Jiu?Wu Dalang didn't die from poisoning, his body was still in a state of paralysis at home, Ximen Qing didn't need to bribe He Jiu, and that guy didn't have anything to do with him.

Ximen Qing suddenly felt a feeling of extreme anger rushing to his heart, who the hell is this, who is making trouble with his brother behind his back!I must catch this black hand behind the scenes!

"Go to the prison!" Ximenqing said decisively, no matter where Wu Song has gone now, the most unlikely place to appear is the prison, and the most important thing is to find out why Brother Yun retracted his confession.Since Pan Jinlian did not poison Wu Dalang to death like in the novel, at least for now, she is safe.

At this time, the singing from the next door stopped again, and there was a roar from Zhuzhi County: "The roasted whole lamb was agreed, why don't you come up!"