Chapter 4

"Write a letter on behalf of you, a penny."

Dongjinling Ferry Pier, Fencheng.

There was a lame scholar walking slowly on the street, pushing the cart.

"Xiucai, help me write a letter."

A footman who was moving goods on the dock stopped Luyi.

Luyi took out a pen and paper and said, "Who to write it to? Let's talk about the general content."

The low-level personnel who are illiterate have poor expression ability and are usually more wordy.

Luyi is often a straightforward topic.

To clarify the identity of the recipient, you can save a lot of pen and ink.

"Write to my daughter-in-law. I haven't seen her for three years. I miss her."

The footman smiled shyly.

"You are not a local?"

When he lowered his head to grind, Lu Yi asked casually.

"No, my family is in the mountains. Nowadays, we have to starve to death by relying on the mountain to eat the mountain."

"Yes, it's just difficult for my sister-in-law. It's not easy to take care of the children alone at home."

"That's not so much. I asked my good brother to take care of me. Last month, the child learned to walk, not as difficult to serve as when he was born."

"What?" Lu Tianming almost overturned the inkstone.

The footman was stunned and said, "What's the matter, scholar? Isn't it better to fool a one-year-old child than when he was born?"

"Cough."

Lu Tianming took out a handkerkerker and wiped the corners of his mouth without continuing to struggle.

"What do you want to bring to your sister-in-law? It's better to be simple. Small business, paper and ink are expensive."

"Swallow, I miss you, I miss my children, my parents, my second uncle's old sow, and my third aunt's big cock..."

"Stop, stop, brother, you are so concerned. Why don't we take time to go home before the New Year?" Lu Tianming rubbed his temple.

"No, no, I can't go back until the Spring Festival. I haven't paid my pay yet."

Luyi: "..."

If you can't wake up, Luyi doesn't bother to talk too much.

After the footman thought about all the chickens, ducks and fish in the village, Lu Yi said quietly, "Brother, I want to ask you about someone."

"You say it." After the pen and ink were entrusted with missing, the footman was very happy.

"A few days ago, someone at the dock asked me to write a family letter on my behalf. I didn't pay for it. I thought that I couldn't even take out a penny. I must have encountered difficulties. I promised to help him send the letter first, plus the cost of sending the letter, which was two cents. You should have heard of my background. It's bitter."

With that, Lu Yi sighed.

He continued, "At that time, we agreed to come here to get the money these days, but in the afternoon I circled the dock a few times and didn't see anyone."

The footman looked at the lime feet of Luyi, and his sympathy was overflowing.

"Shucai, what's the name of this man? Tell me, and I'll help you catch him."

"I have to do business with so many people every day. I have forgotten for a month."

"This... You don't know the name. How can I help you find it?

Luyi looked very frustrated with a bitter face.

"Two cents is not a lot of money. How can there be such a person? I'm afraid that if something difficult happens, people will disappear."

"Wait a minute."

The man seemed to remember something and grabbed Luyi, who was about to push the cart away.

"There is a person who has indeed run away recently. We are all wondering that the end of the year is coming soon. In the past few months, it is a good time to make money. The man suddenly said that he would go back to his hometown. Maybe he is the one who owes you money. I guess he owes you more than money."

"Oh, what's his name?"

"He Hai!"

Luyi's eyelids jumped, shook his head and said, "That's not true. It's not called this name in my impression."

"Shucai, maybe you forgot it. He is the only one who has disappeared from the dock recently, and he has bad behaviour. He usually steals. I'm sure it's He Hai who owes you money." The footman pulled Luyi and didn't let him go.

"It's also possible, but you said that he went back to his hometown, and I couldn't chase it up and ask for the bill. I'm afraid it's more than a little bit of money." Luyi is not.

"Well, this is not a matter of money. What if everyone owes you money in the future? Moreover, He Hai's house is in Xinghua Town next door. I know a husband who buys goods from the dock every morning and says for you that it can save you on the toll.

The footman really regards other people's affairs as his own.

Looking at his righteous speech, Lu Yi began to struggle with whether to break the matter of Xi's father.

After thinking about it, Luyi still gave up.

Fools have stupid blessings. They don't know anything, which is a kind of happiness.

Now to make a statement, the hope of supporting him alive may be gone.

At that time, another family will be ruined.

"Big brother, thank you. I'll think about it later. It's winter, and I can't stand it when I go out."

After waging his hand, Luyi disappeared at the dock.

The footman was still immersed in the injustice of the scholar, and suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you talking about, the climple?"

The footman looked back and turned out to be the supervisor on the dock.

"Someone owes Xiucai the money to write a letter on behalf of Liangwen. He came to inquire."

"Urine sex, I also want two cents."

...

Xinghua Town, close to Fencheng.

The level of development is much worse.

The richest family in the whole town is comparable to Lihua Lane where Luyi lives.

"Bro, it's time to eat."

In a family in the north of the town, He Liu brought food to his brother.

His brother He Hai became nervous after returning from Shili Town more than half a month ago.

If you don't live in a new house, you have to run to the old house used to pile up debris to make a floor.

People didn't dare to see it. When there was any noise, they were so scared that they huddled in the corner.

When he was awake, he took the trouble to ask him if the murderer in Zhangping's case in Fencheng had been caught.

Every time he heard that the murderer was not caught, his brother would burst into laughter.

After a while, he looked pale and retracted back into the room.

"Brother!" He Liu summoned.

His brother screamed a few times and reached out to pick up the food box from the dark room.

He Liu sighed.

"Brother, I'll bring you a meal early tomorrow morning."

It was already dark, and he was anxious to go back.

I locked the upper door and took a few steps. I heard a noise behind me.

Looking back, I found that it was a big black mouse that broke the crock at the door.

He didn't care and disappeared into the night.

In the old house, He Hai finished dinner and called his brother a few times.

After no response, he walked out quietly.

The long hair is glued together, the beard is not shaved, and the whole body is dirty, which is worse than begging for food.

After a look around, he carefully came to the hut.

There is a one-night pot at the door of the hut, which is full of it.

He Hai didn't think it was dirty. He reached out and moved the night pot, and his urine spilled all over his hands.

"Two hundred taels, my two hundred taels!"

While nagging, he dug out the soil with his fingers.

After a while, turn out an oil-paper bag.

Just as I was about to open the oil paper, He Hai suddenly stagnated.

Turn your neck stiffly.

"Ah!"

With a shout, He Hai was so scared that he threw the oil-paper bag on the ground.

After waiting for a long time without any movement, he asked tremblingly, "You... Are you a human or a ghost?

It turned out that I don't know when a man in black in night clothes stood under the eaves of the courtyard door.

"I'm naturally a human."

The voice fell to the ground, and the man in black came out of the shadow.

When walking, one foot can only be gently touched. It turned out to be a cripple.

"I... I recognise you. You are Lu Xiucai from Fencheng!"

"How your voice, what do you call it? I can't do anything in my heart?"

Lu Yi sat down in a broken chair, and the back of the chair was against He Hai.

Only then did He Hai think of his two hundred taels. He hurriedly picked up the oil-paper bag and carefully covered it in his arms.

"Since you can recognise me, it means that you were pretending to be crazy in front of your brother just now, right?" Luyi stared at the oil-paper wrapping road.

Hearing this, He Hai's magical expression changed, and there was a trace of viciousness.

"Lu Xiucai, I heard that Zhang Ping's death at that time was reported by you?" He Hai said coldly.

"That's right. Who told me to meet?"

"Do you know how he died?"

"It is said that he was stabbed to death with a sword."

"Then do you know who is the person who handed this sword?"

"Oh, who is it?" Luyi Qidao.

He Hai pulled the corners of his mouth and said confidently, "It's true. It's just the bottom."

When the words fell to the ground, Lu Yi coughed violently.

"Cough, cough."

Seeing that Luyi's face was pale, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his body was as weak as the wind.

He Hai's expression suddenly relaxed.

"Zhang Ping is the first master in Fencheng, and I can kill him. No matter how you find me or what you come to do, get out of here as soon as possible. Otherwise, just use your blood to open a blade for my newly bought knife.

With that, He Hai took out a dagger from his arms.

The knife body is very bright, and it is indeed a new one.

"I'm an informant of the teaching department." Luyi lowered his head to organise the cuffs.

He Hai's hand stagnation.

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Two... What about two hundred taels of silver? He Hai swallowed his throat.

I didn't think about it. I've reached this point, and I'm still thinking about the silver.

"I don't have silver. Do you want a copper coin?"

"The copper is not easy to carry. I want silver."

Ba--!

Luyi lost two copper coins on the ground.

Seeing the rolling copper on the ground, He Hai raised his head incredulously: "Xiucai, are you kidding me?"

Lu Yi shook his head and said, "I'm serious. In my eyes, the things in the oil paper bag are not worth both copper coins."

"What about that woman? She promised to give me two hundred taels of silver and let her come to see me, otherwise, I couldn't give you something.

He Hai tightened the dagger and stuffed the oil paper bag into his arms.

"Presumably you know that I'm helping people in Fencheng to ask for the account. If I can't get the account, I'm afraid it's not a matter of two coins if the teaching department comes again."

"I don't care. When Tianwang Laozi came, he also paid with one hand and delivered the goods with one hand."

He Hai's eyes were blood-red, and he slept unsteadily for more than half a month, and the blood in his eyes almost burst.

After the woman in the teaching department handed over the things to Zhang Ping, she never appeared again.

What's the reason for being scared by sneaking out?

Isn't it silver?

"Naive."

Luyi spat out two words faintly.

When the voice fell to the ground, he suddenly stood up and kicked him on the chair.

The chair suddenly flew out, like a sharp arrow.

He Hai didn't expect that a cripple's movements would be so sharp.

Moreover, Luyi used the lame leg to kick the stool, and the movement was completed in one go, which was extremely smooth.

With a bang, he didn't even have time to raise his hand to block it, and the chair hit his chest.

Puff--!

The ribs were broken and inserted into the lungs.

He Hai sat down on the ground, short of breath, and the sound of inhalation was like the buzzing sound of the blower.

"Shucai, wait a minute, I'll give you something right away."

Seeing that Lu Yi looked cold and limped over, He Hai hurriedly shouted.

"No, I'll take it myself."

Lu Yi walked up and squatted down and took out the oil-paper bag.

Clean the dirt on it and tear the oil paper apart.

Five words in the eye: Jinlingdu's account.

Open the first page, and at the top, it says "Sea Sand".

Sea sand is also a slyn on the road, that is, private salt.

In other words, the people who manage Jinlingdu are buying and selling private salt.

It is known that Luyi has been walking through the streets over the years.

The ladle handle of Jinlingdu is a catcher of the county government office.

A fast catcher definitely doesn't have so much energy.

However, the county magistrate has.

After quickly turning over the account book.

Lu Yi couldn't help taking a breath of cool air.

It seems that the county magistrate does not have so much energy.

In two years, the amount of running water is as high as 58,000 taels of silver.

Moreover, the profit of salt is ridiculously high.

The cost of mining and labour is only less than five cents per catty of salt in the world.

The profit is nearly ten times.

The small county magistrate can't eat it.

There is definitely someone behind it.

Who got so much salt from the Department of Salt Administration of the Ministry of Household?

The inspection department is looking for an account book, and the teaching department is also looking for it. Even the vehicle and horse department established by the former emperor is also looking for it.

This muddy water is very deep.

Luyi collected the account book and got up to leave.

Suddenly, a dazzling silvery white came from the edge of the field of vision.

"I said that without money, you can't take things away!"

He Hai was crazy and stabbed Luyi's vest with a dagger.

With a click.

He Hai's head turned 180 degrees.

Until his death, he was still obsessed with the madness of money in his eyes.

...

In the next few days, a lot of catchers poured into the city of Finland.

The patrolmen of the inspection department cooperated with the arrest of the county government office and turned the city upside down.

At this moment, Zhou Shihao stood on one side in the hall of the inspection department.

The man with a thick beard sat in the chair that should belong to him.

A man is in his forties, with a narrow knife on his waist.

The word "chasing the wind" is engraved on the handle of the knife.

"Zhou Patrol, can you find what I want?"

Zhou Shihao arched his hand forward: "Min catcher, don't worry, you can definitely find it."

A catcher, a little official who doesn't enter the flow, sits in the first seat.

And the inspection of Jiupin stood humbly.

This scene can make people's eyes fall to the ground by putting it elsewhere.

"What's wrong with me? If I'm not sure, can I let you check for more than half a month?"

Minchang, the catcher of Dingping County, the actual controller of the Jinling ferry.

He pressed the handle of the knife with one hand and knocked rhythmically on the desk with the other.

Zhou Shihao's forehead was in a cold sweat.

"Three days, three days at most, I will definitely bring things."

"Oh." Min Chang sneered, "What's wrong? Do you have a look?"

"Yes, Qi Baichun should have got some kind of information. A few days ago, he sent Liu Dabao to Xinghua Town next door."

"Liu Dabao? Is it the watchdog newly received by Qi Baichun?

"Yes, he went to find a man named He Hai."

"What do you mean, the thing is in He Hai's hand? Did Liu Dabao get it?"

"No."

"Why don't you say that?"

"However, He Hai is dead, Min Kaitou, think about it. Things are so important that Qi Baichun asked Liu Dabao to go over. Whether you can find it or not, you have to kill people, right?"

"What about that?"

"So, since He Hai is dead, Qi Baichun must know something!"

"Then you have to wait for labour at ease? Wait for Liu Dabao to help you find something?

"Poor... Almost right." Zhou Shihao lowered his head.

The atmosphere is frozen.

There are more and more beads of sweat on Zhou Shihao's forehead.

"Brother Zhou, everyone is a friend. Don't be so serious." Min Chang suddenly laughed.

Zhou Shihao looked up and said with lingering throbbing, "Brother Min, I thought you were going to draw a knife..."

Min Chang got up and crossed the desk and gently patted Zhou Shihao on the shoulder.

"My own people, what kind of knife do you draw? I agree with you very much. Brothers, you have been tired of checking for so long. Isn't it better to wait for rabbits than headless flies? Let's go, take me to the music.

Zhou Shihao was shocked: "Brother Min, what song do you listen to at this turn? If you really want to find something by Liu Dabao, don't grab it quickly. Once it is handed over to Qi Baichun, can't you chop me into mud with the wind-chasing knife?

"Ah, the words are heavy. My knife, don't cut brother. Besides, Qi Baichun is nothing? Walking around, I have to follow the rules in the county government office, which makes me suffocate.

Seeing that Min Chang did not take Qi Baichun seriously, Zhou Shihao's eyes lit up, and he seemed to guess what Min Chang was going to do next.

"Okay, I'll arrange it. Recently, there have been a few little ladies outside the plug. The flute is very skilful."

...

At a tea stall not far outside Fencheng, Luyi put down the car and ordered a pot of Kuding tea.

Take a sip, the taste is astringent at first, and soon it will be extremely sweet.

This is also the reason why Kuding tea is not good for lung disease, but he has been drinking it all the time.

"Shucai, are you running so far today?"

"Old Li asked me to write a letter to his son. His legs and feet are worse than mine. Naturally, he has to come in person."

"Haha, Xiucai, I just like your kindness. This pot of tea is free for you. Let's drink it first. There are a lot of guests today. I'm busy."

Lu Yi answered, bowed his head and continued to drink tea.

After a while, someone came to the official road.

The person came to the tea stand and sat opposite Luyi.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I met an acquaintance on the way, and I was delayed."