As the night entered, the snow was rustling in Qianli Village and the cold wind was still there. Hu Yue put on a fur robe on Wu Kui and slowly walked in the yard. The sound of stepping on the snow was crisp in the quiet night. Some lanterns were gone, but some lanterns were lit.

Walking onto the corridor, the dry smell made people feel comfortable. Hu Yue sighed, shook his head again, and said bitterly: "Brother, I remembered that this morning, when I was collecting the food, Lord Gu happened to be there, no wonder he was coming to provoke an army to question him."

Wu Kui smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Gu is jealous of evil, but he is open and honest. It is normal to take action when he encounters a horse thief. It's okay. Although there are some misunderstandings, it's better to solve it. Moreover, this also shows that Master. Gu is really a good official like the rumored one, and it's a blessing for the people!"

Hu Yueshen agreed, nodded, looked bitter, and said helplessly: "It's just this temper, it's too big. If you don't know, you think he is a bandit. If you say you kill someone, you will kill someone."

"No," Wu Kui said slowly: "Mr. Gu came from Langya County. It is a border area. It has a tough folk custom and mixed with fish and dragons. Those places are different from those in the Central Plains. If the parents and officials of a county do not have the iron-blooded means, how can they be cured?"

Hu Yue was slightly stunned and nodded. He was also an official, but he came from Chang'an. It was better than many people who knew that the court's attitude towards the border areas like Langya County was different from the Central Plains. The county magistrates here had greater power and were recognized for using violence to fight violence.

Moreover, over the years, there have been many officials in remote areas who have been ordered to die inexplicably. What can the court do? Will the army be sent to suppress it? If the court can have such strength, why would they stay here for so many years?

The border areas represent chaos, families, gangs and chieftains, and various forces are entrenched, just like local emperors and the court is unable to show their style, so they can only rely on young Jinshi like Gu Qingci.

"By the way," Wu Kui said suddenly: "I remember where you found someone trafficking humans to Xianbei people. How did you investigate this?"

"Hmph," Hu Yue suddenly snorted coldly and said, "That person... I don't know how to say that he is. His wife is seriously ill. In order to treat his wife, she sold her daughter to the Xianbei people. In the end, his daughter was tortured to death. His wife still failed to cure her and still failed to give birth to a son for him!"

"This..." Wu Kui's reaction was not as excited as Hu Yue, and he said calmly: "Then how did you do it?"

Hu Yue nodded and said, "I'm going to use the fact that he can't afford to pay Yue Feng, and I'm stopped me by others... Oh, it just so happened that it was the place where Lord Gu saw!"

Wu Kui was stunned for a moment, sighed a long time, and smiled bitterly: "This... is really a coincidence!"

Hu Yue could only smile helplessly and shook his head.

The wind was getting heavier at night, and even some of the snow on the roof was blown up. Wu Kui immediately coughed when the cold wind rushed. Hu Yue hurriedly helped him into the house quickly and closed the window.

Hu Yue went out to bring Wu Kui a basin of charcoal fire into the house and placed it in front of the bed. When he raised his head, he was suddenly stunned and excitedly said, "Brother, it seems something happened?"

Wu Kui was about to take off his clothes, but turned his head and wondered: "What's wrong?"

Hu Yue walked to the door, poked his head out and looked. After confirming that there was no one, he closed the door, walked to Wu Kui, and whispered: "Brother, you don't remember. We received a message some time ago that the magistrate of Changling County has entered Chang'an!"

Wu Kui was shocked, his eyes widened, looked at Hu Yue, and said, "You mean, someone took the blame and robbed Lord Gu's credit?"

Hu Yue swallowed and said, "It seems that someone has really done this big deal. This... is a murderer, brother, we..."

"Shhh," Wu Kui said, "We pretended not to know anything about this matter. I just reported the situation to Your Majesty as usual, and said that I had received Gu Qingci, the Changling County County Jun who had just come out of Changling County."

"Brother," Hu Yue said with some confusion: "Why don't we just say like His Majesty that we just need to send someone to Changling County to inquire and confirm whether what Gu Qingci said is true or false. Moreover, it seems that he doesn't seem to be lying?"

Wu Kui shook his head and said, "Second, Lord Gu's credit is just to the heavenly voice. Think about it, who can even cut off such credit will be? He must be a powerful figure. We cannot afford to provoke such a big vortex. Those who can help Lord Gu can only do their best to do their best!"

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The spring in Chang'an City has begun. The first spring rain that is as expensive as oil has arrived. It fell silently in the night, falling from the sky, and descended to a tavern on Zhuque Street that is still open late at night, and slowly gathered along the eaves into a line.

A greasy umbrella, a handsome young man, wearing a scholar's blue shirt, walked into the tavern slowly, looked a little depressed, slowly put away the umbrella, patted the table, and said aloud: "Waiter, have a drink!"

The waiter was hiding in the corner to cook the fire. When he heard someone ordering wine, he immediately stood up and said respectfully: "I wonder what kind of wine you want, Mr.?"

The young man sat down by the window, looked up at the drizzling spring rain outside, and curled his lips and said, "Remember, Brother Gu once said that apricot blossom wine is very good, do you have it here?"

“Some, some, still aged!”

"Then let's have a pot!"

...

The night rain continued, and it seemed to be in a growing tendency. In the inn, there was a dead silence, and only one young man drank alone, as if he was drunk. He ordered another pot of wine, and after drinking, he fell on the table.

A pot of wine, a pot of fire, a plate of peanuts, and the rain was so heavy. I don’t know how long it took, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy suddenly rushed in outside the inn. When he saw the young man drunk on the table, he hurried over and said softly: “Young master, your son, why are you here to drink again? The master knows, it’s time to get angry!”

"Who are you?" The young man's wine was very good, he didn't make a big fuss, he just drank his sorrows with alcohol.

"I am Sancai, young master, Sancai!"

Sancai looked at his son and felt uncomfortable, and said softly: "I don't know why the master insisted on doing this, forcing the son to feel so uncomfortable."

At this time, the waiter came over. Sancai hurriedly touched his wallet and was about to pay, but found that he was a little anxious when he went out. The wallet was left home and discussed with the waiter: "Brother, I just went out too urgently and forgot to bring the money. Can you deliver it to you tomorrow? Don't worry, I will never lie to you!"

The waiter smiled and said, "It's okay, go, your young master has been here for several nights in a row. Every time he gets drunk, he is considered an acquaintance!"

...

That night, Sancai walked slowly in the rain with a horse Zhibai and an oil-paper umbrella. His figure gradually hid in the darkness. Only in the hazy dimness, a sentence or two would be heard from the sound of the rain:
Chapter completed!