"What are you talking nonsense?" Lu Zhi lowered his face, "Nothing."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Fei Liguo walked to Lu Chu's body in two steps and pointed his hand at Lu Chu's body with his hands. "The wound on the abdomen of the manager Lu Chu is so huge, and it's not a wound like cutting and puncture of swords. It's a bit like being torn apart, and the surface is black, which proves to have been scorched by something like flames."

"Such wounds, such characteristics, are not the result that ordinary people can create." Fei Liguo explained with a mouthful of mouth, while turning Lu Chu's body over. "Looking at the word "Tian Zhu" behind, if the mortals want to achieve this effect, unless they specially create two iron characters in the blacksmith shop, then burn them red and then brand them on it."

"But if two such big words are burned red and then branded, there must be a stove in the house where Lu Chu is in charge of the house. But I checked it carefully. Don't say that all the houses nearby have nothing like stoves. It would be absolutely impossible to bring them here after burning red words in other places."

"Since there is no stove, how did Lu Chu's house burn?"

"This thing is the one who lights the house." Fei Liguo picked up a black-burned oil lamp from next to Lu Chu's body. "I have asked carefully. After Lu Er saw that the manager Lu Chu died, he was shocked and threw the oil lamp in his hand and went out to call for someone. The oil lamp should have been thrown on the bed, so the fire started."

"So, do you think this is really done by Thunder God?"

"I just went to see the roof, and a big hole collapsed, and underneath the hole is the bed of manager Lu Chu. In addition, there was still a rice ball in the mouth of manager Lu Chu, so I guess it was when manager Lu Chu was lying on the bed and ate, and a thunder broke into the top and directly killed Manager Lu Chu. But what should be done about this matter must be decided by the old manager."

Lu Zhi rubbed his head with a little distress. What do you think this is called? Lu Chu is just a servant of the Lu family. What kind of thing he does is to cause punishment from heaven? And the most troublesome thing is that this matter is now causing everyone in Lu's mansion to know, and they don't know where to start if they want to ban it!

Although it is nothing to say that dying Lu Chu is nothing, but the moment he died in front of him and was punished by heaven, it would be a big deal if it was spread.

"What did you say? Lu Chu was struck to death by Thunder God?" Lu Chengde put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Lu Zhi with a suspicion, "Uncle Zhi, do you think I can believe what you said?"

"Actually, I don't believe it either, but the problem is that not only Lu Er, but also Fei Liguo said so after the examination." Lu Zhi replied sternly, "And the wound on Lu Chu's body does seem to be burned..."

Lu Chengde picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then said, "Is it true that someone else cut him open first and then burned it with a torch?"

"This old slave is sure." Lu Zhi nodded slightly.

"I'm really seeing a ghost. Can you say that everything is really wrong? The Gu family and the Wang family will not talk about it. Gai Yanju also jumped out to make trouble with me, and now another thunder god has emerged..."

"Big Young Master, what should I do about this?"

"Thunder Lord killed Lu Chu... What's this matter!" Lu Chengde shook his head, looked puzzled, and finally made a wise decision, "Press it down... Go and tell those who were present at the time, just say what I said. No one is allowed to go out and talk about this matter, otherwise he will be beaten to death."

"Yes!" Lu Zhi agreed, turned around and walked out of the hall.

Although Lu Zhi agreed to Lu Chengde with a firm promise, he knew in his heart that it was impossible not to spread this matter, because Lu Er, a bastard, was screaming in the middle of the night. Not to mention the entire Lu Mansion, I am afraid that the Gu family next door had heard about the Lu family's riots and roars last night.

What Lu Zhi can do now is to gather the servants at the scene to get vaccinated one by one, and he is not allowed to speak nonsense. He is unanimously told the public that Lu Chu was too seriously injured after rolling down the mountain from outside the Dalin Temple gate, so he unfortunately passed away. No matter who asked, he could only answer this way, etc.

Just as Lu Zhi was busy dealing with these matters, Fei Liguo had already walked out of the main entrance of Lu Mansion in a swaying manner, and then walked along the street and towards the direction of the government office. When he was at the entrance of the governor's office, he bought some citrus from a vendor, and then Fei Liguo plunged into the governor's office.

It's very normal, it's no different from what Fei Liguo usually does.

However, what no one knows is that when Fei Liguo bought oranges, a piece of scalded cowhide had fallen silently in his hands. This was a ticket, or in the words of the Tang Dynasty, it was called a pledge sign. Fei Liguo used this ticket as a ticket and could go to the pawnshop opened in Jiangzhou at any time to withdraw fifty cents of money.

Someone will say, aren’t you talking nonsense? How could a monk open a pawnshop?

In fact, the earliest pawn shop was really opened by monks. As for the reason, I have already mentioned before that during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, monks were rich and had land, so fewer and fewer monks traveling around. But another question arises, what can monks do with so much money?

Some people say, buy land and build a temple!

But the question is, what should I do if the monks buy the land around the temple?

Some people say that if you do good deeds, you will give up porridge and rice!

But the problem is that if this matter of giving up porridge and rice is not in the wilderness, it would be enough to give up once or twice a year during the Buddhist birthday. You said that a monk's temple was sacrificing porridge and rice, gathered a large group of idle people to gather together. Do you think you want to rebel, or rebel, or rebel?

Therefore, during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, a smart monk came up with a trick to open a pawn shop! Of course, at which time it was not called a pawn shop, it was called a quality warehouse. The original intention was to do good deeds at the beginning, and to provide small loans to those who were in trouble at home but needed some money to turn over. Of course, if you need to mortgage items or real estate, otherwise it would be like giving money to others, not doing good deeds, but being the big deal.

ps: Today's update is late, don't ask why the wind is late!

Could it be that Feng Chui even told you that he was pulled out by a group of men and women who were planning to lay eggs as a radiant light bulb, and that he would not let him go if he wanted to leave, so embarrassingly?

In addition, let me tell you a unfortunate news. Feng Chuan’s recommendation next week is a new history book recommendation. Feng Chuan was turning around for an hour before he found his recommendation. I thought that if I had been on it once, I would not have been on it again. I didn’t expect that Feng Chuan would not be able to get on it again.

So, everyone must be more positive about what you recommend next week. By the way, this book is 5,000 yuan, why are all people less than one vote per week? You must know that Feng Chuan will lose 42 votes per week!
Chapter completed!