Although the Ruyi Theater Troupe will return from Lijiacun in two days, as the murder is currently underway, it is better to do it sooner rather than later.

Xia Yue decided to go there.

After all, right now, the gong and drum player in the troupe is the most suspicious person.

I also made some inquiries about this person and found out that his name is Wu Daowei. He is thirty-five this year and has been in the theater troupe for many years. He only got married to Xiao Yueniang for two years. It was indeed after Zhang Shuyue and Yue Chang'e got married.

The relationship between the couple is not good either, as the neighbors who often quarrel know.

Moreover, Wu Daowei is a man with a bad temper. He used to have trouble getting along with Zhang Shuyue in the theater troupe. He often got into fights, and one time he got into trouble with the government.

If Zhang Shuyue really had an improper relationship with Xiao Yueniang and Wu Daowei found out, he might really want to kill someone.

Although this matter definitely has nothing to do with Yue Chang'e, if Wu Daowei was caught by Yue Chang'e while committing the crime, he would definitely kill him and silence him.

"This is really full of motivation." Ye Caitang had to admit that he had to run this time.

Just run. Fortunately, her riding skills are really good now, and she doesn't feel any pressure at all after running for an hour.

The saddle that Xia Yue equipped her with was also very comfortable, neither soft nor hard, and did not chafe her legs.

Without further ado, when everyone arrived at Lijiacun, it was already getting dark.

The wedding banquet is in progress, the ceremony has ended long ago, and everyone is eating and drinking.

A family that can hire a troupe to sing a three-day opera is considered a rich man in the village. Dozens of tables are set up from the yard to the outside. The tables are full of big fish and meat. Friends from the village and outside come here.

There was a lot of fun eating and drinking.

Ye Caitang whispered: "Sir, even if we are arresting people, should we keep a low profile?"

They were having a happy event, and they rushed over so carelessly, saying that someone was dead and wanted to arrest him.

You might be kicked out with a broom.

Xia Yue, who always dealt with official matters, was a little hesitant at this time.

"Why don't we wait." Liu Sha was thinking: "We are all here anyway, so we are not afraid of him running away."

Ye Caitang is someone who can trick fellow villagers into getting food and drink from their homes. She is right to listen to her.

There was a sound of gongs and drums, accompanied by a woman singing emphatically: "Birds in pairs on the trees, green water and green mountains with smiling faces..."

What a perfect match, indeed a standard match for wedding banquets.

Everyone's eyes stayed on the people on the stage for a moment, then looked towards the corner.

In the corner is the Wenwuchang, the people who score the music for Peking Opera. The Wencheng is orchestral music such as erhu, pipa, flute, etc., and the Wuchang is the gongs, drums, cymbals.

Wu Daowei plays the big drum in the drama troupe, which is very rhythmic. He wears little clothes in summer, and you can vaguely see the bulging muscles on his strong arms.

"Looks like he can beat him." Ye Caitang said: "To beat such a big drum, your hands must be strong enough. I don't think Zhang Shuyue can beat him."

Xia Yue said calmly: "Killing is not all about strength."

"Then what else do you rely on?"

"Rely on being cruel."

Ye Caitang thought about it: "It makes sense."

Those who are strong may not be ruthless. Slashing a person with a knife is not the same thing as slashing a piece of pork. Most people can't do this.

Then Ye Caitang said: "I can definitely do it."

Xia Yue's expression was hard to describe. This was not a glorious thing.

Their arrival naturally attracted the attention of the host. Although they were wearing casual clothes, they gave people a completely different impression from ordinary people.

The host was feeling uneasy, and after asking around for relatives and friends, he came forward to inquire.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, what's the matter?"

Ye Caitang took a step back silently, feeling that he was going to be beaten in the next moment. As he was eating and drinking, there were a lot of leftovers and soup on the table.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yue said: "We were passing by. Seeing that it was getting late and people were tired, we wanted to find a place to rest for the night. Seeing that there are many people here, I came over to ask where I can eat and rest."

Xia Yue pretended to look in and said, "Are you the owner of this place? I see that a wedding is being held. Congratulations. Sorry to bother you."

When the host heard about it, he found out that he was just passing by.

Although Xia Yue and the others were tall and powerful, they had restrained their murderous aura and looked quite gentle. Moreover, there was a girl among them.

"Thank you very much." The host smiled and said, "But there is no inn nearby. If you want to rest, you have to walk for another hour to get to Beijing."

While talking, Xia Yue took out a small purse.

"Now that we have met, I would like to express my thoughts."

Mr. Xia also understands the ways of the world, and he will actually follow up with red envelopes.

If you are not a relative or an acquaintance, the host immediately refuses.

"Keep it." Xia Yue forced the red envelope into the owner's hand: "We are also hungry. If it is convenient, you can bring us some red eggs. We will also be a little happy."

The red envelope is heavy and not too small.

When the host saw that he had given out all the red envelopes, and he was looking for a place to eat and rest, was he really embarrassed to just give him two red eggs and send him away?

At that moment, the host accepted the red envelope and said enthusiastically: "If you don't mind it, come to my house for a casual meal. Everyone who comes is a guest. It's fate."

People who are doing simple things don't dare to invite people to dinner at will. When doing weddings, the more guests the better.

So Xia Yue was polite and dismounted.

The host asked someone to take the horses to feed them, and politely welcomed the few people to their seats.

For a wedding banquet with dozens of tables, adding a few people will not be a problem at all, and the kitchen will have plenty of dishes prepared.

There were many guests today, so the host exchanged pleasantries with her, drank a glass of wine with her, and then went to entertain other guests.

Everyone gave Xia Yue a thumbs up.

This was done well today.

Otherwise, in this small village and small village, even if you have money, it is difficult to buy food. How can you eat such a big table of fish and meat with only one red envelope?

Their location was quite close to the stage, so they ate and watched the show at the same time.

But most of the people are in the stands, and they spend most of their time beside the stands.

While eating, Ye Caitang started chatting with his aunt at the table next to him.

"The singing of this opera is really good." Ye Caitang said: "I heard that it took several days?"

"No," said the aunt, "I came yesterday."

"You started singing yesterday?" Ye Caitang pretended to be surprised: "You sang from morning to night, all day long?"

"No, that's so tiring." My aunt said, "I have a rest in the morning, sing once in the afternoon, and sing three times in the evening. When the singing is over, I rest."
Chapter completed!