Chapter Twenty-Three: The Old Man Meets

Tie Xinyuan said with a smile: "My mother and I have to pay a lot of taxes to the official uniforms of the Great Song Dynasty every year.

These taxes eventually formed the wages of the nobles and the wages of the servants.

The reason why we pay money and food is that we expect to be protected by the government, which is a contract.

Since it is a contract, it must be observed, which is a truth that businessmen know.

I paid the tax, and it is the duty of the government to arrest the murderer, so why does the government want me, the people, to find the murderer? ”

Bao Zheng smiled: "Are you talking about the old man's corpse vegetarian meal?" ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed mockingly: "A student naturally doesn't dare to say anything about a corpse vegetarian meal in front of the Dragon Pavilion's master.

Fuzun, I have already made it clear on paper what I should say, and I have done what I should have done, even if I was abandoned in the gutter by your servants, I was sent to the door by myself after I woke up.

How to send a student who accidentally fell asleep at the scene of the murder you speak.

The student then is. ”

Bao Zheng frowned and said, "Do you really have nothing to say to the old man?" ”

Tie Xinyuan said word by word: "The student can only say that the murder on the Xiejie Street of the Yuanmiao has nothing to do with me and my brother. ”

Bao Zheng nodded, beckoned to the officials behind him, and said: "For the time being, he will be detained in the back hall, and he will not be abused, if he disappears again, this official will not spare him." ”

Seeing Tie Xinyuan being escorted away, Bao Zheng sighed, and summoned the three classes of officials to discuss where to start with this matter.

There is a small prison in the back hall of Kaifeng Mansion, which is a temporary detention place for prisoners who are about to be tried in Kaifeng Prefecture.

Tie Xinyuan's treatment was good, he was assigned to the innermost cell, where at least a ray of sunlight could be seen from the small window, and the hay inside was also thicker, and the most rare thing was that there was a small square table in this cell......

Here we are. It was useless to think too much, and after the sour and soft Iron Heart Source carefully laid the wheat straw, he lay down on it and prepared to sleep.

After experiencing so many things in just one day and one night, his heart was also a little haggard, and he didn't wake up from a hangover, so he fell asleep after a while.

After the official guarding Tie Xinyuan saw it, he also admired his open-minded mentality very much, and it was rare for a prisoner who walked into Kaifeng Mansion to sleep so steadily.

Brother Qiao, who had a sallow complexion, wore a short jacket dressed as a craftsman and walked into Sun Yangzheng's store with a horizontal log.

He had been withering outside for four hours. Finally, I couldn't hold back and painted my face yellow with turmeric, replaced a craftsman who worked for Sun Yangzheng's store, and planned to come in to see what was going on.

Sun Yangzheng's store, which was destroyed by Yang Huaiyu, is being renovated as quickly as possible.

Craftsmen are pasting gold leaf on the gold-lettered signboard of Nuoda, the destroyed tables and chairs are gone, and the whole hall is empty, and there is not a single widow in sight.

Brother Qiao came to a broken pillar and put down the wood in his hand, patted the broken pillar and smiled at a craftsman: "What a lot of strength, a pillar with the thickness of a leg can be broken alive." ”

The craftsman who repaired the pillar smiled without raising his head: "Haha." The Yang family should be angry if he is fine, so that you and my brother will always have a job to do.

It's not easy to find such a fat job these days. ”

Brother Qiao saw that the craftsman was always sorry for the mortise and tenon, so he re-adjusted the size. Holding on to the wood, let the craftsman use a wooden hammer to tie the mortise and tenon joints.

The craftsman glanced at Brother Qiao, picked his thumb and said, "Brother, good eyesight." ”

Brother Qiao looked around and asked in a low voice: "Brother is here for the first time, dare to ask brother, has the salary here been happy?" ”

The craftsman whispered: "Now, the wages are paid by the Khitans. After three days, the price is fair.

If the brothers had come two days earlier, they would have seen those Japanese women. When you get paid from them, you can pinch their little white hands......

It's a pity, I've only seen it for a few days, and now the people who give money are all Khitan people who are covered in sheep's snack, and they don't have a word of kindness. ”

Brother Qiao nodded, and began to repair the innermost beam.

When people were unprepared, he opened a secret door, and as soon as he shrank down, he got in.

The Sun Yang Zheng Store is built very tall, but the welcoming hall is only on the second floor, and the huge first floor and the underground wine cellar still occupy an extremely large space.

However, all the large buildings are made according to the strict French style, and even if there are changes, they are very subtle.

Brother Qiao naturally knows where to build a secret passage for such a building.

Standing in the dark passage, waiting for his eyes to adapt to the dim light, he carefully moved down step by step.

The huge kitchen was empty, but it was still clean and tidy, and occasionally one or two mice could be seen running over the board, and Brother Qiao followed the route of the rats and quietly walked to the depths of the first floor.

There was also a heavy bone chopping knife stuck in the thick cutting board in the corner of the kitchen, Brother Qiao took it casually, kept under his feet, lightly stepped on the floor a few times, and after hearing the echo of the hollow floor, he moved away from the cutting board made of tree stumps.

There is indeed a pull ring under the cutting board, take a pot of vegetable oil, pour it evenly on the shaft, and after the vegetable oil moistens the shaft, he pulls the ring hard, and a secret door three feet square is opened by him silently.

There was a voice below, Brother Qiao couldn't understand it, it seemed to be Khitan dialect, and it was a bit like Wa Guo.

When I listened closely, I realized that it was a Khitan who was arguing with a Japanese in their respective languages.

A clear voice suddenly interjected.

"Don't make any noise, talk well, use official dialect well, a Khitan dialect, a Japanese dialect, can Lao Tzu understand it?"

"General Yan, 1,400 yuan has already entered your pocket, you can't just watch from the wall, right?"

"1,400 yuan is not the only one in one family, but the three of them also have a share.

We have prepared very well, and everything is in your hands.

When the main store was destroyed by Yang Huaiyu, Lao Tzu's heart was about to rise to his throat at that time, for fear that he would continue to destroy it and find the armor I had just transported.

A certain family asked, can you Khitans and Wa people still do something?

If you can't, you can do it yourself. ”

When Brother Qiao heard this, he didn't want to listen to it, since it has nothing to do with him, it is better to have less mixing in this kind of thing related to military armor.

The probe climbed a pillar, slowly slid down from it, just touched the ground, and saw a light in front of him, he toe a little to the ground, his body pounced forward, quickly got into a large table, holding the bone chopping knife in his hand and coldly looked at the approaching footsteps, once he found that things were not good, he used this bone chopping knife to cut off the two soles of his feet.

The food in the prison was good, although there was only brown rice, but there was a two-petaled egg and two green vegetables on it, which made the bowl of rice very beautiful.

The rice bowl is huge, Tie Xinyuan ate a few bites, and then stopped, he was very worried that Brother Qiao would do something irrational.

So far, it's not just me who is wasting time, but so is Bao Zheng.

Even if Bao Zheng knew that this case could not be done by Tie Xinyuan, it was impossible to let him go easily at this time, he wanted to use Tie Xinyuan to tell the emperor that he was not clueless about this murder case, as long as Tie Xinyuan was in hand, he could say that he was still actively investigating......

Tie Xinyuan understood that as long as he stayed in Kaifeng Mansion, there was no need for Bao Zheng to go to Brother Qiao for their trouble, if he wanted to find it, with Bao Zheng's power, he should have found it at this time.

Brother Qiao and they didn't come in, which means that Bao Zheng didn't mean to look for it.

A team of cockroaches lined up along the legs of the square table and headed for the table.

Tie Xinyuan pulled away the cockroach at the head, and the rest of the cockroaches did not pause at all, and continued to move forward perseveringly, and only the cockroach that fled in panic was the one that was the leader.

He found a thick wheat stalk, Tie Xinyuan put it on the corner of the table, and the team of cockroaches climbed the wheat stalk very naturally, and Tie Xinyuan casually threw the team of misguided cockroaches outside the fence.

A big hand suddenly poked out of the fence on the opposite side, grabbed the cockroaches that were running around, and then, Tie Xinyuan heard the sound of chewing cockroaches on the opposite side.

This is not surprising, it is reasonable for people to eat some cockroaches when they are hungry, especially if they eat rat meat in prison, it is considered a tooth sacrifice.

Tie Xinyuan didn't plan to give half of his bowl of rice to that person, he was imprisoned here, if you gave it, he would want all your food next time.

If you don't, he's likely to beat you up...... Or even strangle you.

Hearing the familiar sound of a mouth clicking from the other side, Tie Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, this voice was too familiar to him.

He scolded the guy for this voice, and even hit the guy, and tried his best to make his mouth click louder when he ate.

This guy shouldn't be here, he should be filial piety to his mother in Hongnigang.

"Buns?" Tie Xinyuan called tentatively.

There was a "boom", and the fence on the opposite side seemed to have been hit by a bull.

Then Tie Xinyuan was under the dim light and saw a face that couldn't distinguish between eyebrows, eyes and beards at all.

That's not a bun and who is it.

"Brother Yuan, are you coming to see me?"

Looking at the rough face with tears hanging on it, Tie Xinyuan's heart ached suddenly.

Wen Yan said: "Yes, I came to see you." ”

There were even more tears in the bull's eyes, shining on the beard, constantly shaking.

"Brother Yuan, I'm so hungry, these days I can dream that you gave me food, and last night I dreamed that you gave me Niu Sanwei's Hu cake, the size of a basket, and it was full of fat mutton ......" (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 1