Chapter 164: Unlucky Years
commit a sin.
If I had known this would happen, I should not have coveted the incense money from that young man.
"Master, what if there is a wolf?"
"Someone is protecting her."
"Master..."
"You were meditating tonight and didn't leave your room."
The little Taoist boy was bewildered and confused.
"Master, didn't you teach me to tell the truth and do the real thing to become a real person?"
The abbot tugged at the little Taoist boy's hair and said, "It is the duty of monks not to tell lies. We Taoists emphasize adapting to circumstances and doing what we want."
"Does going with the flow mean telling lies?" The little Taoist boy's clear and foolish voice was mixed with the mountain breeze.
Guanzhu: “This is called flexibility.”
The little Taoist boy mumbled something indistinctly.
One big and one small, one old and one young disappeared out the back door of the Taoist temple.
The sky was gray and dawning.
In a hazy sleep, Lu Mingchao vaguely heard the cooing of pigeons outside the window, accompanied by the sound of them gently tapping the window frames.
When I touched the side of my body, I felt an empty and cool feeling, and I knew that Xie Yan had already stood up.
Lu Mingchao put on his cotton robe and opened the window. The pigeons flapped their wings and blinked their green bean-like eyes, which were full of eager light.
The fresh and cool air blew over my face, and the remaining sleepiness was completely dispelled.
Lu Mingchao smiled and untied the note tied to the pigeon's leg.
There was only a short sentence on the note.
"Mrs. Sun has been safely escorted down the mountain."
Lu Mingchao put on his robe, tied his hair with a ribbon, and went to the small workshop behind the house with the note in his hand.
She knew that Xie Yan was here.
Xie Yan was wearing a black robe with narrow sleeves. He lowered his head and carefully polished the split bamboo. The bamboo body was smooth and the tip was sharp, without a single thorn.
Lu Mingchao thought that Ah Yan's affection was like a dark river flowing quietly underground.
It is usually unnoticeable, yet deep and lasting.
"Ah Yan."
Lu Mingchao spoke up.
Xie Yan looked back, his eyes and brows lit up with a smile, clear and bright, full of the youthful vigor and vitality, just like the slowly spreading morning light and the leisurely and cool morning breeze.
"Why did you wake up so early today?"
Xie Yan gently patted the debris on his palm and wanted to tidy up Lu Mingchao's long hair which was a little messy due to the wind, but he didn't reach out his hand in the end.
His hands are dirty.
Lu Mingchao seemed to notice Xie Yan's embarrassment and smiled slightly.
Sometimes she and Xie Yan were as affectionate as an old married couple, and sometimes they were as reserved as if they were meeting for the first time in life.
"Mrs. Sun has gone down the mountain."
Xie Yan smiled and said, "It's good news."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and wiped the polished bamboo arrows with a handkerchief.
"Sun Zhiye burned a grain warehouse in front of countless people in Changhe County yesterday to revive Sun's precarious reputation."
"Regardless of his intentions, this move is a bold one. If Sun Zhiye is given enough breathing space, he may be able to make a comeback."
"If Madam Sun comes down the mountain now to sue Sun Zhiye for premeditated murder of his brother, then all of Sun Zhiye's efforts will be in vain."
"Sun Ji, I can't stand up."
"Ming Chao, keep these bamboo arrows."
Xie Yan collected all the clean bamboo arrows and held them in front of Lu Mingchao.
Lu Mingchao raised his hand, and the bamboo arrow was put into the space supermarket.
"Indeed, after today, Sun Zhiye will no longer be a concern."
"Good luck, a prisoner."
"Bad luck, I'll kill you instantly."
Even for the sake of a stable second half of her life and her grandson whom she had never met, Mrs. Sun would find ways to pin the crime of murdering her brother firmly on Sun Zhiye's head.
As Mrs. Sun herself said, she had no way out.
It's dawn.
The mist clears and the sun rises.
Changhe County.
Before County Magistrate Xu, who had just entered the county government office, could have a casual chat with his teacher, he heard deafening drum beats one after another.
Instantly, the veins on Xu Xianling's temples rose and fell, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly. "Another drum of injustice?"
The master sighed helplessly, "My Lord, if nothing unexpected happens, this is what will happen."
County Magistrate Xu no longer looked happy, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. "It's best if it has nothing to do with the Sun family!"
"Grandpa Sun is cultivating himself in a Taoist temple outside the city, seeking immortality and the truth. Young Master Sun is rebuilding Sun's business with great efforts. He shouldn't cause trouble at this critical juncture." The master muttered in a low voice.
When the county magistrate heard this, he thought it made sense.
As much as I admired Sun Zhiye in the past, I am now as impatient with him as ever.
Using means is not wrong.
He used tricks every time, failed every time, and even brought shame upon himself as the county magistrate. It was wrong!
Not to mention that there is a stupid son at home who is deceiving himself and trying to make up for Sun Zhiye, and last night he went out to congratulate Sun Zhiye without caring about anything else.
He got even angrier!
I can’t figure out what kind of magic potion Sun Zhiye gave Qingxing.
Magistrate Xu had a wooden face as he smoothed out the wrinkles on his official robe and straightened his official hat.
"grown ups!"
"Your Excellency the County Magistrate!"
The breathless and appealing shouts frightened County Magistrate Xu, who wore his official hat more and more crookedly, and finally smashed it on the table in annoyance.
The master's heart was lifted high, but his head drooped lower and lower.
"Shi Bantou, you are also an old official in the county government. You have seen all kinds of storms and waves. How can you be so reckless?" County Magistrate Xu was holding back his anger and his tone was cold and hard.
Shi Bantou was panting heavily, not caring about thinking too much, and hurriedly called out, "Sir, something big has happened!"
"Sun..."
County Commander Xu raised his hand and said, "Wait!"
It’s Sun again!
Let him take a deep breath and prepare himself mentally.
Any case involving the surname Sun is never solved cleanly and thoroughly, but instead is like digging up a pile of shit and getting covered in stench.
"Go on."
County Magistrate Xu's brows were unconsciously wrinkled.
"Mrs. Sun brought a lawyer to the court to protest against the injustice of Sun Zhiye, the eldest son of the Sun family, who was accused of deliberately murdering Sun Zhipeng, the second youngest son of the Sun family. She claimed that there was evidence to prove that there was something fishy about Sun Zhipeng's suicide in prison, and that it was the result of Sun Zhiye's conspiracy."
"Yan, Sun Zhiye is unfilial to his mother and unkind to his brother. Please make the decision."
Magistrate Xu felt a black screen before his eyes and he almost fainted.
Is this going to kill him?
Unlucky year!
Unlucky year!
Which deity had he offended to make him endure so much this winter!
Other county magistrates just eat and wait for death when winter comes.
What about him!
If Mrs. Sun's lawsuit is successful, it means that he will not be facing a simple case of brother killing his brother.
Where did Sun Ershao die?
The county jail cell!
There were blood writings all over the walls, and the coroner performed an autopsy, only then did he conclude that Young Master Sun had committed suicide.
Now, when Mrs. Sun sounded the drum of injustice, it was not only Sun Zhiye who suffered, but also the prestige and reputation of the county government.
How will the common people view the county government and their officials?
A good person was murdered in the cell!
Does this make sense?
He thought it was outrageous!
County Magistrate Xu couldn't help shaking his body again, gritting his teeth and saying, "Is Madam Sun crazy?"
You have to be crazy to sue your eldest son for killing your second son.
When a normal person encounters this kind of situation, they would usually grit their teeth and swallow their grievances.
After all, even if you don't think about your living son, you still have to think about the rest of your life.
If he remembered correctly, Mrs. Sun had only two sons!
Shi Bantou swallowed his saliva and said, "I don't know whether she is crazy or not, but the judge and the people are crazy."
"They gathered outside the county government office, repeating over and over again the ballad that was circulating in the streets when Sun Ershao committed suicide."
County Magistrate Xu: …
Die!
Let’s finish the game together!
Two-hand preparation