Chenyang spread golden colors in the streets and alleys in the city. The peddlers walking around the streets jumped on their loads and shouted loudly. The window frames stained with spring dew were pushed open. The woman on the second floor took out the bedding she cleaned last night and hung it outside.

On the street below, the steamer was opened, and the heat was rising and the carrotted white flour steamed cakes were exposed. As the vendor shouted, Lu Liangsheng bought three and asked casually where the government office was.

"From here, turn left and arrive on another street. I think you'd better take a detour, walk straight through this street, and then turn left. There are many people from the world in the city, and the atmosphere is very scary."

"Brother Xie reminds me."

After paying Liuwen, Lu Liangsheng handed it to his apprentice who was nodding and listening to the voices around him. He walked to the bookshelf to open the small door. The Toad Taoist took a nap with a quilt covered with a quilt, rubbed his flippers outside, yawned, sat up wrapped in a quilt and saw the pancakes put in, and was stunned for a moment.

"It's time to have a meal again?"

Immediately, he waved his frog webbing: "Hurry up and do your business. Go to Qingcheng Mountain after you finish your work, and you have to rush back to Lujia Village!"

"Um."

After closing the small door for the master, Lu Liangsheng took a bite of the cake, led the old donkey and turned left along the long street pointed by the vendor. It was still prosperous. The houses on both sides were high and low, the flags of the wine shops and the tea shops were floating, and the voices were noisy inside. People often yelled, as if there was a dispute and started fighting. Someone threw them outside, rolled around and picked up the weapons left on the ground, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and shouted fiercely at the pedestrians who looked around. When he saw the patrolman with a knife coming, he spitted at the wine shop and left.

The scholar leading the old donkey walked through this noisy and noisy long street and looked around. He didn't see Zuo Zhengyang. He was probably drinking somewhere in the city. The noise gradually fell behind him. According to the guidance of the vendor, he saw a white wall, black tiled courtyard wall, and several camphor trees stretched out branches to the street. Under the shade of the green, there were two lanterns hanging on the red door of the mansion. Two stone lions crouched on both sides of the stone steps, carrying official documents, or yamen's servants busy entering and leaving.

"Cheng'en, you will lead the old donkey later." Lu Liangsheng said softly, handing the reins to the old man behind him, and his figure disappeared into the sky.

There is a plaque hanging below the door of the 'Yanchengfuya'.

The two officers standing with a knife and a stick heard a copper ringtone coming, their eyes slightly slanted. They looked at a gray old man holding an old donkey with a flag in his hand. A pair of black eyes raised slightly. They looked at the sky slowly walking past here, thinking that it was just an old man telling fortunes. The two talked for a while, and then looked at a fortune-telling stall on the street not far away.

"Where did this old man take out the stall chair?"

"Go over and take a look? Well, drive away, how can you set up a stall here? When the Mansion Master comes back, wouldn't he blame me?"

"I think it's better to forget it. Ordinary people know that there is no stall here. This old man is a little weird no matter how he looks at it, so he'll wait until the Mansion Master comes back."

"So, this old man seems a little strange. So, it's better to wait until the Mansion Lord comes back before making a decision."

As the officer spoke, the sound of horse hooves and the sound of the chariots came over. The two officers gave each other a look and stood up straight. After a moment, a carriage slowly stopped at the door of the mansion. The curtains were lifted, and the figure in the green official uniform was stepped on, and the official hat was on the chariot and came down to chase the car. The face was wide and thick, the round chin was a beard, and it was kind and majestic.

"Main Lord!"

A yamen runner at the door spoke to the prefect who was raising his foot into the door. When the other party turned his face and asked, "What's the matter?"

The officer hurriedly pointed to the street not far away and replied: "A strange old man came just now and set up a fortune telling stall there. We saw that he was old and was not easy to move, so"

Following the direction the officer pointed, a flag was standing there, and the prefect frowned. There was no one setting up stalls around the government office. Why did anyone knowingly commit the crime?

Moreover, there was something he was suppressing and was quite suspicious. He attracted two confidants and an aide and walked over. Looking at the floating flags, the words "Humanity is the most righteous, and fortune is the most blessed" were written on it. For some reason, his eyelids twitched.

Behind the stall, there was an old man with gray hair and his eyes were probably blind. He seemed to hear someone coming, and he raised his face slightly with a smile.

"As long as the official spirit is full of the face, it should be the prefect in front of the prefect."

Although he could not see his eyes, he explained his identity as the visitor. The two confidants following the prefect couldn't help but speak.

"This old man is a little magical, can he see this?"

"I think I heard the two brothers shouting at the door just now."

The prefect in front of the stall looked at the old man carefully, raised his hand to make the two people behind him quiet, pursed his lips and looked for a moment, and spoke slowly.

"Since sir is a great calculation, what is the current Japanese prefecture station doing here?"

"hehe."

Wang Banzai just chuckled. He learned the art of observing qi taught by his master, especially in observing people. He was very accomplished and could not see it at all, but he could feel the unknown aura on the other person's body entangled.

But I still answered the other party's words and replied: "For the sake of this, I have set up a stall to tell fortunes in the government office."

"Hmph, since you know, why did you knowingly commit it?"

I'm here, I'm waiting for your words.

Wang Banxia is best at leading people to the routine of seeking hexagrams. When he heard the other party ask this, he raised his face with a smile and gently stroked his long white beard under his chin.

"It is only to save the life of the prefect."

This made the two officers behind him yell, and even the staff who didn't speak much frowned.

"What do you say, old man?! My magistrate loves the people as much as his son, and he went to the countryside to understand the people's feelings early this morning!"

"Another thing, believe it or not, lock you into the big boss!"

Wang Banzai didn't argue with them, but just smiled. When the three of them spoke less, Banchen's unswerving eyes turned to the direction of the prefect.

"It is because the mansion respects the people as much as his son that I do not want to see a good official die."

As he said that, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the prefect's wrist, leaned forward and approached: "The Lord of the Mansion has been bloody recently."

As soon as this was said, I could clearly feel the pinched wrist shaking slightly.

On the other side, the prefect narrowed his eyes and stared at the fortune teller in front of him for a while. The blue veins were obviously bulging on the forehead. For a long time, he broke free from the old man's hand, brushed his sleeves, and waved to the two officers behind him.

"This old man occupied the streets of the government office and made a lot of noise. You can take him back to the palace and we will interrogate him in person!"

"yes!"

The two officers looked at each other, understood the old man behind the stall, followed the Duke Zun and walked into the government office, and even the old donkey outside took in.

The mottled trees outside the courtyard wall shook lightly on the ground as the sun shook lightly. Behind the government office was the prison. The gloomy room with dim butter lamps was shining. From time to time, screams sounded in the darkness in the distance.

At this time, more than a dozen prison guards in the prison were leaning against the wooden pillars of the prison, or lying on the table, and an oil lamp hanging on the wall suddenly shook in the dark. Someone slammed against the wall, looking at the scholar in a white cloud pattern in the range of the lights, with a scarf on his head, and looking at a prison fence with a handsome face.

"When Li Yishu's soul can go home, is it your method of blood escape?"

"I saw that he was upright and cared for the patient. I begged me to take the prescription for medical treatment to Wanhe County for several days, so I told the method of blood escape."

"Then are you learning again?"

"I have cut down a demon who knows some Taoism before, and he passed it on to mine before his death."

Lu Liangsheng slowed down his tone, let the prisoner fall to the ground. In fact, he was worried that there would be another reversal in Li Yishu, so he asked Wang Banzai to test the prefect, and he came to the prison to ask about the origin of the secret method.

Afterwards, he asked Li Yishu why he was convicted, and the prison chief answered truthfully. After all, he was just a prison leader, and he was not even a Guan'er, so he dared not make a fake in front of the scholar who could use magic.

The whole country of this is not from what Li Yishu said that day. Before the prefect was an official, he had a first wife and had a prosperous official career. He sat down all the way to the prefect. However, there were thirty-two, and he also had the ability to manage the local area. He was highly appreciated by the governor. He learned that there was a daughter in the governor's family who had not married, so he had the intention to divorce his wife, but it was a loss of reputation. One day, he saw that his old wife had an old illness in previous years and came up with a plan. He called a doctor from a remote county and killed his wife by placing him in anger. In anger, he drove the doctor to prison and beheaded Caishikou.

It is reasonable and made the people in the city applaud the truth. For a moment, the entire Yancheng was criticized for the middle-aged prefect who lost his wife, and his fame naturally increased greatly and soon passed on to the governor.

"What a plan."

Lu Liangsheng walked out of the prison and stood on the street with his hands in his arms. The soil under the tree opposite the street broke open. The cicada insect slowly climbed up the tree body and bathed in the sun. The birds crossed the eaves and fell down to take it away, flying to the blue sky and white clouds.
Chapter completed!