Song Yun continued, "After buying buns and running away, my master came to me and didn't say anything. He took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and threw them into the air. After catching them, he asked me how many copper coins there were. I just glanced and saw clearly, and the answer was not bad at all. My master immediately asked my mother to accept me as his disciple."

"My mother was a little hesitant. First, she didn't know my master, and second, she didn't want me, a girl, to play with a stick, so she pushed and asked my father to make an idea. My master didn't say anything, and went home with us to find my father."

"At that time, my father was just a chief clerk. After hearing what my master meant, although he did not object to me in martial arts, he did not advocate it. He did not understand my master anymore, so he refused. My master was not angry, nor was he powerful, but he ran to the yamen to find my father every day, and he couldn't help but ask me once a day, agreeing to let me be her apprentice, and leave if he didn't agree, and he came again the next day. In the end, my father was forced to ask for helplessness and asked to see my master's ability."

"So my master showed his skills in front of us. She threw a handful of copper coins into the air, then jumped up, stretched out her finger and shot the handful of copper coins one by one on the wooden pillars in the hall, and none of them fell into nothing."

"My father was very surprised. Seeing my master's ability, he knew that such a strange man in the world had taken a fancy to his daughter as his disciple, and he would not give up until he achieved his goal. Now he begged me in ruthlessness, if he didn't agree, he might turn his back and secretly plunder me. Then he would be in trouble. In desperation, he agreed to her accept me as his disciple. Since then, I have learned kung fu from my master."

Yang Qiuchi's eyes widened when he heard this. There were at least ten copper coins. Just throwing them away and falling into the penis for a moment, it was not easy to get a dozen copper coins into the bullets. He also had to pop out the copper coins and nail them to the wooden pillar. This look, speed, and the skill of the blink of an eye were not enough.

Song Yuner can instantly see the number of copper coins thrown up, and her eyesight is rare. Her master only took her as his apprentice because she was attracted by her talent and was very consistent with her martial arts skills. In the martial arts world, it is difficult to find a good master, but it is difficult to find a good disciple. When she met Song Yuner's talented apprentice, no wonder her master insisted on accepting her as her apprentice.

Yang Qiuchi asked, "I have never seen your master before. Where is her now?"

"What an old man? My master is only in his early thirties!"

"Ah?" Yang Qiuchi was surprised. "It's so great that martial arts in his early thirties. Isn't that the world's invincible fight for the world in his early 100 years?"

"Hehehe~!" Song Yuner smiled, "No need to be a hundred years old. I dare say that in the martial arts world today, I'm afraid no one can surpass my master."

"What do you mean is that your master is invincible in the world when he is in his early thirties?" Yang Qiuchi blinked and smiled at her.

"If you don't believe it, forget it!" Song Yuner pouted her red little mouth.

"I believe it, I believe it!" Yang Qiuchi quickly closed his smile and said seriously, "What about your master? Why haven't I seen her once?"

"Stop talking about it, it's hard for me to see her now." Song Yun'er sighed.

Yang Qiuchiqi said, "No way?"

"I started learning kung fu with her at the age of five, and she lived in my house at that time. I was with me day and night. When I was twelve, she said she had taught me everything she could, and the rest was not as good as the time and training. Since then, my master would come to see me for a long time and examine my martial arts progress. So I haven't seen her for a long time."

The convoy went forward for about ten miles and stopped. Then a horse hoof quickly walked to the carport, and then heard Nangong Xiong's voice saying: "Sir, we have found a suspicious carriage in Dongmenao!"

The little maid Yuechan lifted the curtain. Yang Qiuchi stretched out his head and asked happily: "Where is it?"

"Just just cross the road ahead and enter more than a mile. There is a large charcoal kiln. More than a dozen carriages are parked there, which are consistent with what the adults said. The subordinates didn't know which one they were, so they detained them all and waited for the adults to review."

"Okay!" Yang Qiuchi said excitedly, "Go to Dongmenao!"

The road conditions of this fork are far from the official road, and they are very bumpy, but even carriages can be transported in, and this luxury carriage similar to carriages in Yang Qiuchi can also be transported in.

After winding in, there was a dam with more than a dozen carriages parked. Some of the Jinyi Guards had arrived in advance and began to be alert. All the people in the land were gathered together, and several Jinyi Guards were guarding with knives.

After seeing Yang Qiuchi get out of the car, Nangong Xiong shouted to the gang of charcoal-burning men: "The master is here, why don't you kneel down to greet me quickly!"

Those men looked at the shaking knife in the hands of the guards, and they dared not say anything. Although Yang Qiuchi did not wear an official robe, he was probably the master of the government when he saw this scene. In ancient China, the common people had always had the glorious tradition of fearing officials. Regardless of whether the official could control himself, he would kneel down when he saw someone wearing an official robe. This is the rule.

Yang Qiuchi felt the majesty of an ancient official. He was so arrogant before he reached his own land. If he reached one acre and three cents of land under his jurisdiction, he would not have to walk sideways.

Yang Qiuchi took Song Yun'er to the group of men who were kneeling and shouted: "Who are you driving a carriage to knock a child down? Hurry up and confess, and you can also deal with it with leniency. Otherwise, once the county is found out, you will never let it go!"

The word "county" means it is cool, representing a kind of authority and a kind of power.

However, if the strength is strength, no one cares about it. These men kneel there silently, and no one surrenders.

At this moment, Master Jin and Master Long also came behind Yang Qiuchi. Yang Qiuchi turned his head and asked Master Jin, "Mr. Jin, what is the rule of our Ming Dynasty to kill people with such a carriage?"

Master Jin bowed and replied, "The official road is regarded as a street market and a town shop. He sprinted chariots and horses, and the death was killed. He was a hundred sticks, and he was flowing for three thousand miles. He chased and buried ten taels of silver."

Yang Qiuchi was shocked. The punishment was severe enough. According to the current criminal law in my country, although the maximum sentence of escape after a traffic accident caused death, the maximum sentence can be sentenced to fifteen years in prison, but generally, for the simple traffic accident, it is almost the same as two or three years in prison, and most of them are probation. In contrast, the laws of the Ming Dynasty stipulated much heavier.

Yang Qiuchi said: "Have you all heard it clearly?"

"I heard it clearly." The men whispered, but no one came out to confess.

Seeing this, Yang Qiuchi was too lazy to talk to them, so he turned around and walked to the group of carriages to search carefully.

Song Yuner also followed Yang Qiuchi to the carriage. She noticed at a glance that there were three carriages with the first batch of horses on the right, which were yellow horses, and pointed them out to Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi ordered Nangong Xiong to take the three carriages aside and then walk over and check it carefully. Although they are all yellow horses, the coat colors are still different.

Song Yuner asked in a low voice: "Brother, why don't you take out that hair to compare?"

"No," Yang Qiuchi smiled, "Yun'er, you have fast eyesight and can see the flock of sheep. Your brother's eyes also have a characteristic. You remember things very accurately. Moreover, you have just seen that hair. The color difference between the yellow horses in these three troikas is quite large, so you can tell which one is not necessary to take out the hair."

"Really? Then do you see which one it is?"

Yang Qiuchi nodded and pointed to one of them and said, "It's this one." He turned around and asked the group of men: "Whose carriage belongs to this carriage?"

A middle-aged man walked out tremblingly, knelt down and kowtowed: "It's a villain."

"You are the murderer who killed the child by carriage!"

The man kowtowed and shouted for justice.

Yang Qiuchi sneered, took out the white paper bag wrapped in yellow horse hair from his arms, and threw it to the man: "Look carefully, this is a hair extracted from the forehead of the child in this county on the place where you hit and killed him. See if it is the hair of the yellow horse in your carriage!"

The man trembled and opened the paper bag, picked up the bloody hair and looked at it, his face turned pale, but he still said nothing.

Yang Qiuchi walked to Huang Piao Horse, bent down to check the horse's front legs, took out a sweat towel from his arms, wiped a blood-stained spot in front of the horse's legs, walked to the man, threw the sweat towel to him, and said, "Your horse's front legs were not injured. Where did this blood come from? It was clearly stuck on the horse's legs when they knocked through the child's forehead!"

The man picked up the sweat towel and looked at it, trembling even more violently.

Yang Qiuchi suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's wrist. He turned it over and sneered, "Isn't the red mark on your hand blood? This is the blood of the child stuck when you held the child to hide in the grass on the ridges of the fields. You didn't expect that we would find you so soon, and you didn't even have time to wash your hands!" Then he shook his hand and shouted, "You haven't been able to take action yet, would you want me to punish me?"

The man's face turned pale and kowtowed repeatedly, "Master, I've called me. When I drove a carriage to transport wood across the village, the child suddenly came out of the road and crossed the road. I didn't have time to stop the horse, so I knocked him down. I've called me."

Yang Qiuchi glared at the eyes: "Nonsense! A bold and unruly person, and dare to confuse right and wrong and deny it wantonly. Do you think that if no one around you see it, you can talk nonsense?"

"What the villain is telling the truth, please observe clearly, sir." The man kowtowed.

"Look clearly? Of course I have been clear. I'll ask you, when you hug the child and hide it, you should see the child's injuries clearly, right?"
Chapter completed!