"I'm doing things...you can rest assured!"

In the Yuecheng Mansion Yamen, Shen Xiaojia stared at Mr. Jiang sitting on the stone steps in front of the widow's house. He carefully counted the blood stains on Mr. Jiang's tattered clothes. There were sixty-five in total. He swallowed hard and pulled.

He moved his lips and said, "I don't have any other skills. I just work hard, conscientiously, and diligently!"

"Just be diligent..." Jiang Daotou lowered his head, raised his blood-stained right arm, weakly waved to Shen Xiaojia, and said in a deep voice, "Come here and sit and chat, although your back hurts when you stand and talk.

But my neck hurts..."

Shen Xiaojia hesitated for a moment, glanced at Jiang Battou's waist, but did not see the long knife, then slowly walked over with two bottles of sake, and sat on the stone steps about two feet away from Jiang Battou.

He glanced at Capt. Jiang's bleeding left hand and said, pretending to be concerned, "Sir, what are you doing? Why are you in such a mess..."

"What you said is a bit knowing. You asked me to go to that place, and now you ask me what I was doing..." Jiang Captou put his right hand on Shen Xiaojia's shoulder, with a smile of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth.

"You're teasing me!"

"The ink-making workshop in the south of the city? That happened the day before yesterday..."

"Hmm, I was there the day before yesterday and yesterday. I just returned to the government office this morning. I specially waited for you here."

"Didn't you say that you will come back after peeing and peeing? You must have been peeing and peeing for too long!"

"It's true that I broke my promise," Mr. Jiang shook the blood on his left hand and exhaled a long breath, "The sky is unpredictable. I didn't expect that someone would really dare to plot against me. I almost died.

I'm going down to meet Brother Mazi..."

Shen Xiaojia frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What happened?"

"Someone beat me behind closed doors...three hundred poets, three hundred swords..."

"The Fang family dares to raise swordsmen privately and disobey the government? Aren't they afraid of being confiscated and exterminated?"

"When I arrived... the Fang family had been exterminated!" Jiang Captou pointed to the widow's house behind him and said with a slightly apologetic tone, "So, I can only do half of the things you told me... The Fang family

The head of the family is also lying quietly inside, and I guess I can’t help you identify which one is Miss Fang.”

Shen Xiaojia took a deep breath and said solemnly, "There must be a leader among the three hundred scholars, right? Who is supporting them?"

"I don't know about this. They didn't show their heads... I didn't have time to ask. I just cut melons and vegetables."

"Have you been cutting from the day before yesterday until now?"

"Others refused to let me go, and it was hard to reject their kindness... I had no choice but to do something for them. I just raised the knife and dropped it, then raised the knife again and slashed from the yard to the ancestral hall, and from the ancestral hall to the yard... for a while...

Without stopping, I cut down all the weeds step by step."

Shen Xiaojia transformed his right hand into a knife, slashed it in the air a few times, blinked his eyes and said, "Aren't your hands sore from being able to lift and drop the knife for so long?"

Jiang Baotou glanced sideways at Shen Xiaojia and said angrily, "Is it time to care whether my hands are sore or not? Why don't you ask how the two brothers who went with me are doing?"

Shen Xiaojia cleared his throat and smiled shyly, "Sorry, this is an occupational disease. I am used to thinking about various possibilities... So, how are the two brothers?"

"I killed them too!" Jiang Captou glanced at the sake and food in Shen Xiaojia's hand, unceremoniously grabbed a few pieces of spicy braised beef and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them wildly, and snatched a pot

I took a big gulp of sake and smacked it in my mouth. "The taste of this wine and meat is a bit familiar... Where did it come from?"

"Yanyulou... No, how can those two brothers die?"

"They were the ones who closed the door to the ink-making workshop...you went to the Yanyu Building? I fought at the Fang family for more than thirty hours, but you went to drink wine?"

"Don't get me wrong, sir. I was fighting non-stop at Yanyu Tower last night. Even though I looked fine on the outside, I was actually exhausted physically and mentally, and my energy inside was severely damaged..." Shen Xiaojia coughed lightly and said without changing his expression, "Fortunately, I finally have something to lose.

What I gained was that I found some loopholes and my hard work was not in vain..."

Captain Jiang stared at Shen Xiaojia suspiciously, grabbed a few more pieces of spicy braised beef and wolfed them down, asking vaguely, "What kind of loophole?"

"A dark loophole..." Shen Xiaojia looked at Jiang Captou drinking and eating meat with a distressed look on his face, so he simply grabbed a large handful of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and took out the white handkerchief stained with black stains from his arms.

He handed it to Mr. Jiang, his face as grave as water and said, "Mazi can't just disappear without any reason. Someone has to help him seek justice!"

"You change your face, you change your face. It's as black as the ashes on the bottom of a pot. I just want to eat a few slices of your beef. It won't stop..." Captain Jiang took the white handkerchief, glanced at the black stains on it, and handed it back.

To Shen Xiaojia, he sighed and said, "Brother Xiaojia, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too persistent. You have to learn to let go. Many unhappiness in life comes from not being able to let go. Only by pretending to be confused at the right time can you live your life. Look.

Our eldest gentleman is very good at pretending to be confused. He passed by here three times without even asking me what I was doing."

"I can't pretend to be stupid. I'm born with it and can't change it!" Shen Xiaojia raised another wine bottle, raised his head, and drank a sip of sake. "I want happy days, and I also want open justice!"

"It's better to wait for Mazi's justice for the time being. Let's settle Luna's case first. We don't have much time left for you... Now that everyone in the ink-making workshop is dead, what are you going to do next?"

"Let's go to the ink-making workshop first..."

Jiang Captou took a deep look at Shen Xiaojia and said expressionlessly, "You don't believe what I say?"

"If I can't trust my own people, then who can I trust..." Shen Xiaojia shook his head and said, "The person has died cleanly, but the place has not been cleaned up. He buries what should be buried and digs out what should be dug. In such a big house, there is always something amiss.

A corner that hides dirt and evil."

"It's okay, words are unfounded, seeing is believing!" Mr. Jiang stood up, took a deep breath, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "But let me tell you in advance, the scene is somewhat unsightly, don't be frightened.

I cried...it was a bloody Shura battlefield!"

Shen Xiaojia also stood up, stretched, pursed his lips and said, "Do you think I'm still a three-year-old child? I'm a real man now! Let's go, go back early, come back early,

After surveying the scene, I still need to go to the prison to find someone to talk to about my inner feelings..."

"You are motivated, I like it!" Mr. Jiang touched his mustache, raised the sake above his head, poured it down from head to toe, cheered up, wiped his face, and stepped towards the gate of the government office.

A series of wet red footprints were left on the ground.

Shen Xiaojia stared at Jiang Captou's shocking back, was startled for a moment, and quickly followed him, saying softly, "How about we go to the hospital first..."

Jiang Baotou stepped out of the gate of the government office and came to the horse-tying post beside the door. He untied the ropes of the two yellow horses, jumped on one of them, curled his lips and said, "What kind of medical clinic should I go to? There is no such place like this."

I have to show you some illness. No amount of money is enough to squander...I have lived for most of my life and have never been to that kind of place. I don’t know how many injuries I have suffered more seriously than this.

Just put some gold sore medicine on it and it'll be fine."

Shen Xiaojia clicked his tongue twice, then hurriedly got on the horse, held the reins tightly, and muttered, "Sure enough, medical care in any era is a big mountain..."

Drive! With a loud shout, the two yellow horses galloped straight towards the south of the city.

"By the way, sir... where is your knife?"

"It was broken into eight pieces. The Yuecheng government office's knife was too brittle. It only cut a dozen people before it curled up. This shows how corrupt the boss is!"

"You are wrongly blaming the eldest sir... Our saber was not forged by the eldest sir, but was given by the Lord of the City. Naturally, it will be brittle."

"Oh... It's really better to be crisper, so that everyone can feel at ease... Brother Xiaojia, if you can solve the Luna case and survive these seven days, I will give you a knife, a sword that can never stop cutting.

!”

"What do you mean? Why do you think I won't survive seven days?"

"I drank your flower wine and ate your spicy braised beef. We are at odds with each other, so I have a message for you... Someone is going to take away your head within seven days!"

"who?"

"My half friend."

"It's him...I can see it. Your chess-crazy friend already took action against me last night."

"He is not good at martial arts, but he is really good at setting up traps. This time he came to Yuecheng to set up a difficult and deadly situation for you... Don't think that I will speak for you. Although he is half my friend, he is also mine.

Half an enemy. Once I open my mouth, you will only die faster!"

"Sir, to be honest, there have been a lot of people who want to kill me recently. To put it bluntly... who is your friend? Please queue up at the back!"

"How about your kid's temper towards me! You are confident and courageous, just like I was when I was young! Shen Xiaojia, try your best to live. If you pass this test, you will have a bright future!"

"I wonder what my future will be like when I return to Kyoto if I pass this test?"

"Hey!" Jiang Baotou pulled the reins suddenly and stopped suddenly. He looked coldly at Shen Xiaojia who was following the reins and stopped suddenly, and said in shock, "You know?"

"I know a little bit... you took office just before the Moon God Festival. I asked the elder, and he said that your appointment document was issued by the Ministry of Civil Affairs in Kyoto. Why does the small head catcher of Moon City need to be personally dispatched by the Ministry of Civil Affairs? What's more,

The way you drew the sword and the way you handled the case made me guess a little..." Shen Xiaojia smiled humbly, "Sir, is the sword you want to give me a Xiuchun Dao?"

Jiang Captou stiffened and narrowed his eyes slightly, "They all underestimated you... I suddenly understand what those people think. People like you really shouldn't live in Daqing."

"Sir, I actually don't have any lofty ambitions, and I don't have any delusions that I shouldn't have. This sentence is not only for you, but also for the people behind you... So, don't bother me anymore.

It's been years, so what can't you let go of?" Shen Xiaojia sighed with complicated eyes, "It's not a good thing to force people to the point where they have no way to survive."

Jiang Captou smiled strangely, "Do you think the person behind me is worried? Just now I wanted to praise you for being smart, but now I think you are still stupid."

"It doesn't matter whether I'm stupid or not. As long as you're not stupid, sir... I know that the reason you said so much to me today is not because of those pieces of beef or the bottle of sake. It's just that you're angry.

The feeling of scheming is unpleasant, so I just took this opportunity to express my feelings." Shen Xiaojia shrugged his shoulders, turned his head, pointed to the bright and clean door of the ink making workshop in front of him, and raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth,

"Sir, now that we have finished talking about our worries, we should get down to business!"

Jiang Captou glanced at Shen Xiaojia with an unclear meaning, jumped off the horse, stared at the door of the ink making workshop, and said in a cold tone, "It seems that someone arrived before us..."

Shen Xiaojia turned over and dismounted, quickly walked to the gate first, pushed hard, froze on the spot, pouted and said, "Sir, is this the Shura battlefield you are talking about?"

With a creak, the door opened, the windows inside the ink-making workshop were bright and clean, the birds were singing in the courtyard and the flowers were fragrant. It was a quiet and peaceful scene, without any trace of the bloody and murderous atmosphere.

Jiang Li walked into the ink-making workshop, glanced around, moved his neck a few times, shook his head with a wry smile, twisted the red water stains on the front of his blood-stained clothes, and said with a melancholy look on his face, "This is even more agile than magic tricks...

...What a waste of money! Even if I have a hundred mouths on my body, I can’t explain it, unless another three hundred poets come and let me kill them..."

Just when Shen Xiaojia entered the ink-making workshop, there was a loud bang behind him, the two doors slammed together, and shadows appeared around the courtyard, all of them were wearing black clothes and covering their faces, holding an ink-colored ink in their hands.
Chapter completed!