Chapter 112 Parrot Spirit
"Listen to me! Tell me exactly what happened! Tell me in detail!"
Chu Songjun asked seriously.
But it was obvious that Liu Sangu could no longer listen. She just kept repeating things like "missing", "I just went out to buy some vegetables", "I want to come back and make soup for him", "to nourish his body" and so on.
Chu Songjun frowned and said loudly and concisely: "He disappeared this morning? Yes and no!"
Liu Sangu was stunned for a moment, then nodded hesitantly with tears in her eyes.
Chu Songjun felt something was wrong: "No, he disappeared this morning, in just a few dozen minutes, how can you be sure that Liu Lang is missing?"
Liu Sangu said incoherently: "This child doesn't want to go out! He doesn't want to! When I got home, the door of the house was wide open! He was gone! Isn't this missing!"
She kept muttering, "Mom will never force you again, never force you again..."
The door was wide open and the person disappeared.
To be honest, Chu Songjun had also heard rumors about Liu Lang, but had rarely seen him go out.
"Let's go check out Liu's house!"
Chu Songjun made a decision immediately.
Everyone in the crowd nodded, and just as they were about to turn around, a man came running over breathlessly. He was holding a piece of paper covered with small words, and was trying to push through the crowd and get in: "Make way! Let the young master see what's written inside! It looks to me like it was written by the young man from the Liu family! Make way! Why are you squeezing me!"
After a period of chaos, Chu Songjun finally got the note. Under everyone's expectation and Liu Sangu's uneasy gaze, Chu Songjun opened the note.
"Mother, I have been hiding at home day and night, worrying about your hard work. I feel guilty, so I asked a broker a few days ago to find a copyist to do odd jobs for you. I bought you a new winter coat and left enough food. I hope you will not be cold and spend the winter peacefully. I will be back in the spring next year. I hope you are in good health."
There was a sigh among the crowd.
It was the end of autumn, an important time for selecting officials. The young man from the Liu family went to copy books from a wealthy family and missed this good opportunity.
But they did not sigh for long. After all, ordinary people might not be able to become officials under the consideration of the government, so it would not matter if they missed the opportunity.
The uncle said, "Aiya, Third Aunt, I'm glad you're alright. If it doesn't work out this year, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
If it weren't for that chicken thief who was labeled in blood, Liu Jialang's sudden departure without saying goodbye wouldn't have caused such a big fuss. Everyone was worried that someone was eyeing Chang'an Street, and so they became overly sensitive.
"Aunt Liu, come and see if this is your son's handwriting?"
Chu Songjun confirmed it one last time.
Liu Sangu clasped her hands, which had turned white from being washed away by the water, and walked over with an uneasy look on her face. She squinted her eyes to identify the handwriting carefully. Chu Songjun also called over a few people who had asked Liu Jialang to help write letters to come over and take a look. After identifying the handwriting, everyone couldn't help but nod, confirming that the handwriting looked like Liu Jialang's.
Everyone dispersed, leaving Liu Sangu with a complicated look on her face, looking at the letter. She felt a little disappointed, but also a little relieved: "Okay, okay, copying the book is good."
She came to her senses, thanked Chu Songjun, hid the letter in her clothes and left.
Wang Youyu looked at Liu Sangu's appearance and remembered something: "Sir, Liu Sangu came to see me a few days ago."
"What do I want to see you for?" Chu Songjun was a little confused.
Wang Youyu scratched his head and said, "It's for Liu Lang's future. I want to ask you how you were appointed as an official."
He has a privileged family background.
Chu Songjun was a little curious: "Then how did you answer?"
Wang Youyu said, "I told Aunt Liu that I was looking for a small family to be their advisor and a visiting pilgrim. I gave the specific candidate to someone close to our family. It seems that Aunt Liu has asked about it."
Chu Songjun was stunned.
It is not easy for ordinary people to knock on the door of a small family, not to mention that Liu Lang has no reputation. Liu Sangu looked tired and exhausted, her hands were white from blisters. I think she was trying to raise money to do these things. When her son saw his mother like this, he made up his mind to find a part-time job.
Although the letter mentioned an aristocratic family, everyone knew that there was no shortage of book copyists in the aristocratic family. Moreover, in the Xuanyuan Dynasty where books were mostly monopolized, copying books was a job that people always scrambled to do because it was not laborious and the students could learn knowledge.
It was obvious that Liu Jialang was unable to find such a job on his own. Perhaps out of fear that his mother would worry, he wrote a false information, and now no one knows where he is working.
Wang Youyu felt a little guilty: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have told her, so as to avoid such a thing."
"What's wrong with their desire to improve themselves?"
Chu Songjun walked back into the courtyard.
Wang Youyu closed the door dejectedly.
"He's missing! The noble family caught him! The noble family caught him!"
A sharp and piercing voice sounded from the yard.
I saw a parrot with a green head and red feathers flying from somewhere, flapping its wings and screaming.
Wang Youyu was shocked: "What the hell! Whose parrot is this?"
The parrot was filled with gloomy energy, its feathers were messy and sparse, and there was a faint sense of death lingering around it.
"Xiao Ling?"
Chu Songjun shouted hesitantly.
Xiao Ling flapped her stiff wings excitedly: "Hero! Hero! It's me! It's me! The time has come! Let's go save Liu Lang!"
When talking about this matter, Chu Songjun suddenly thought of something: "Why didn't you go into Liu Sangu's house to steal the chicken?"
Xiao Ling howled awkwardly for a few times, then said shyly, "This God is also distressed, I feel sorry for the believers, they have a hard time, there is no need to steal! There is no need to steal!"
"I've let you go, but you dare to come back!" Wang Youyu frowned and said, "Liu Lang ran away to do odd jobs! What conspiracy is there to save him? Don't drag our young master around, our young master is in poor health!
"Don't worry about it! Don't worry about it! Hero! Promise me now! Believe in me!" Xiao Ling went up and flapped his wings on Wang Youyu's face, making Wang Youyu stagger. Then he stood on his shoulder arrogantly and shouted.
Chu Songjun drank the medicine calmly, and quickly stuffed several candied fruits into his mouth. He asked the same question as before: "Okay, how do you plan to investigate?"
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[14 years old: You are so young, but you have to endure the torture of work at such an early age.
But you are young and still have a child's little thoughts in your heart.
Today, you decide to bring this parrot that wants to save the world into the office to make the working atmosphere lively and pleasant!
Your reputation is increasing, your wisdom is increasing, and your physique is slightly weakened. 】
Wu You stuffed a piece of popcorn into his mouth.
He's been doing these little tricks lately.
Before he even finished lunch, he was already thinking about what to eat for dinner.
This time, the fifth brother is located in Xizhou. Compared with other provinces, Xizhou is more fashionable and even has an emperor who likes human experiments.
He felt that no matter what science fiction things he saw, he would not find them strange.
Wu You took a sip of his homemade fruit tea and continued reading. He almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
【14 years old: You are already very familiar with the work of Dali Temple and are adept at it.
This was the first time for the parrot to go to the Dali Temple.
The parrot clearly showed signs of being a social terrorist.
From the opening words “I want to save the world” to “I am the best.”
You who brought the parrot in lost your personal reputation.
In the past, people saw you.
——Young talent, son of hope!
After today, everyone will see you.
——The God who saves the world! Worship!
There's never a moment when you feel that some parrots deserve to be damned!
It’s a pity that you were careless for a moment and forgot to shut the parrot’s mouth manually.
Fortunately, your reaction speed has always been fast, very fast.
Relying on the fact that the friend was not present.
You confide in your older colleagues quite naturally.
This parrot came from his friend, the young master of the Lin family, who sent it to him specifically to amuse him.
Fortunately, you reacted in time and successfully cleared yourself of the rumor that you had chuunibyou.
You breathe a sigh of relief.
Reputation is still increasing, wisdom is increasing, and morality is slightly decreasing. 】
Xiao Ling was standing on Chu Songjun's shoulder, flapping her wings: "Hero! Inside! Right inside."
Chu Songjun pinched the parrot's mouth and said helplessly: "Speak more quietly, don't attract people here!"
The little parrot turned its head away, shut up and whispered, "I understand, I understand, little parrot understands."
This wild god is wearing the corpse of a parrot, and it is obvious that he does not speak as fluently as a human corpse.
Fortunately, it did not hinder communication. According to him, Xiao Ling was afraid that the human corpses would rot faster during the day, so he put the human corpses in an abandoned well during the day to preserve them. Normally, he would pick up some animal corpses to make a living during the day.
The parrot was still struggling with how to investigate the shocking conspiracy and darkness behind it. Chu Songjun flipped through the document in his hand and casually agreed with it.
Xiao Ling had a crazy idea and broke into the backyard of the aristocratic family and kidnapped the young master of the family.
The documents recorded that the number of servants of the aristocratic families was neither too many nor too few, but according to Chu Songjun's own experience, the number of people on the record was very small, pitifully small compared to the huge group of servants of the aristocratic families.
This definitely involves things in a gray area. Servants who have served aristocratic families for generations and similar groups such as those bought from human agents will not be registered with the government office.
Chu Songjun looked through some new documents added by the aristocratic families, and found that Liu Lang did not exist.
Xiao Ling whispered, "Why don't we just kidnap the young master of the Chu family? It is said that he burned down the ancestral hall without being scolded. Everyone in the Chu family dotes on him! If we can kidnap him, hehe...it will be convenient for us to do anything."
Chu Songjun: “…”
Chu Songjun: "Didn't you say you were a good god?"
Xiao Ling's parrot turned its head away: "Isn't this extraordinary means for extraordinary circumstances?"
He quickly became confident: "When I become rich, I will help you! Restore your finger!"
Xiao Ling had long noticed the half-finger glove on Chu Songjun's left hand. He must have suffered a lot at such a young age, but he was still able to be promoted to an official. He was physically disabled but mentally strong! Xiao Ling had a bad idea. If such a person could believe in him, with a god behind the scenes and a hero charging forward, it would definitely be widely sung and circulated in the future. It would be a good story!
Apparently Xiao Ling had completely forgotten the shock and weakness he felt when facing the "Ghost Scholar".
Chu Songjun closed the case file and was amused by the little parrot.
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly raised his head to look at the door, and saw Chu Bingtian in official uniform walking in with a smile.
Xiao Ling was frightened for a moment and hid behind her hero, not daring to say a word.
Chu Bingtian glanced at Xiao Ling and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"
Chu Songjun couldn't help but said awkwardly: "Take a break!"
Chu Bingtian nodded: "Okay, take care of yourself, I am still waiting to give you a heavier and bigger task!"
Chu Bingtian was just passing by the government office to transfer someone to handle a case. Before leaving, he heard Chu Songjun was here, so he came over to take a look. Since Chu Songjun entered the officialdom, Chu Bingtian no longer called himself father in public, but more often called him "this official". He patted Chu Songjun's shoulder lovingly and said, "Remember to go home for dinner today. Your mother misses you."
Chu Songjun nodded quickly.
After Chu Bingtian left, Xiao Ling dared to quietly stick his head out. He was still frightened: "Hero, are you familiar with this man? His aura is so terrifying! Who is this man? "
Chu Songjun was helpless: "He is what you said, the head of the Chu family."
Xiao Ling was stunned for a while, and then she said, "It's over. We can't kidnap Master Chu anymore!"
Chu Songjun twitched his lips and said meaningfully, "Whether we can tie up that young master or not, that's hard to say."
Xiao Ling muttered about finding some help or changing the candidate.
Chu Songjun also decided to use the "Dali Temple Secret Method" to find eyewitnesses to the "Liu Lang Disappearance Case".
On the way out of the government office.
Xiao Ling suddenly flapped her wings.
"That scary guy! I've seen him before! It was more than ten years ago! He seemed to be having dinner with his brothers! I was eating at that restaurant!"
Chu Songjun paused.
"You've seen it? Ten years ago?"
More than a decade ago, he still lived with his biological parents.
He had been searching for the cause of his parents' death, but despite his best efforts, he still couldn't find many clues. It had been too long and the years were cruel.
Chu Songjun originally thought that he might die with resentment in his heart for the rest of his life.
But unexpectedly, he found hope!
Xiao Ling has actually seen them! Moreover, he can accurately describe the scene and characters, maybe he knows more!
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