Xu Jinyu entered the house and lay down on the bed before taking off his official boots.
His wife complained that he had made the official uniform wrinkled and tattered, and that it had to be mended, starched and washed for a long time. However, he glanced at her coldly and immediately silenced her, not daring to complain again.
Xu Jinyu slept for three days.
Mrs. Xu, with her limited financial resources, also found a doctor for three days. After taking the pulse, the visiting doctors all shook their heads and said they didn't know where the disease was. They probably contracted malaria in the wind and rain, but after asking for the root cause, they still couldn't tell the reason.
Three days later at night, Xu Jinyu woke up from a suffocation of bitter water. When he opened his eyes, he saw his wife with tears in her eyes. She opened the corners of his mouth and poured a bowl of hot bitter medicine into his mouth.
"Don't bother." Xu Jinyu's voice was hoarse, as if he had just woken up from a serious illness and was very weak.
Ordinary people will suffer from various discomforts after lying down or sleeping for a long time, such as soreness, numbness and pain in the waist and legs, and extremely awkward muscles and bones as if they were rusty, not to mention Xu Jinyu, who had been busy for a long time that day and had already carried the horse to the mountain col for more than ten miles. It is not easy to still be able to barely make a sound at this moment.
As soon as Mrs. Xu heard this, she immediately threw the soup and medicine bowl on the ground, threw herself on Xu Jinyu, and cried heartbreakingly. It is natural for a weak woman to be afraid when her husband has been asleep for three consecutive days. Quite different from his usual free-for-all nature, he spent almost half of his family's money on hiring a doctor, but it still didn't work. He almost had to endure his grief until Xu Jinyu woke up.
In the past three days, Mrs. Xu was as miserable as shedding her skin, so she didn't care about anything else. She hugged her husband and cried until she cried. She no longer had the arrogance and indulgence she usually had in normal days.
Poor Xu Jinyu, who had just recovered from his sleep, was overwhelmed by his plump and delicate body, and his waist and legs were almost broken, and he gasped in pain.
"Daughter-in-law, I want to practice martial arts seriously. If there is any drama, I will find a mountain gate and come in." Xu Jinyu hugged his wife, looking a little unnatural. Since Mrs. Xu got married, she has been hardworking and very poor. She has not even bought makeup a few times, so she has the habit of being careless about every penny. Come to think of it, in such a remote and unpopular place, how wealthy can a small policeman's family be?
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Xu struggled to get up from the bed, packed up her clothes and the few pieces of jewelry she had brought with her, and said nothing from the beginning to the end.
Xu Jinyu lowered his eyebrows and spoke after a long while, "If that doesn't work, you can go back to your parents' house to stay for a while. It's inconvenient on the road, and I guess the threshold of the Xian family is also high. It won't be a problem for you to go along with me."
It is said that we need to clean up the clothes, but there are so many clothes that can be packed away. After three times, five and two, Mrs. Xu had finished packing. She wiped her tears and asked, "You must be talking nonsense because you are very hungry. I will make noodles for you." After that, she turned and left.
"It's not nonsense."
"I have a very close brother who died at the hands of my enemies." The moonlight shines through the window lattice, Xu Jinyu's face is full of desolation at this moment. "I was thinking, I can't call him brother in vain. There are some things he hasn't accomplished. I have to try, just in case."
Mrs. Xu's back stiffened.
Of course she knew who the brother Xu Jinyu was talking about. The only person in the nearby county who could be called a brother was the skinny monkey-like Ma Si. I remember that in the beginning, the couple had a lot of troubles over him, and often in the end, it always ended with Xu Jinyu being beaten.
Now, Ma is dead.
In the evening of the next day, Lingyang County was missing a policeman and a woman who was usually trivial but very upright in her treatment of others.
The silver coins placed by Yan Siguan beside the tomb in Qingshan became the cost of the carriage on the road. The two never said hello in advance, and even met before the heavy rain, but they understood each other tacitly. Yan Siguan knew that Xu Jinyu would definitely come to visit Ma Si, and Xu Jinyu knew that the silver left on the grave must be a gift from Yan Siguan.
"Jinyu, if you get on the threshold of the Immortal Family and use this face to be a handsome man, you can flirt with women, what will you do then?"
"Jinyu, if you want to learn martial arts, should you learn boxing or weapons?"
"Jinyu, where can I find the sect?"
The woman chattered endlessly, staring directly at the husband beside her with a pair of bright eyes.
"The first thing is, if I mess with others, you can pour a few taels of poisonous decoction into my mouth, and the world will be peaceful. The second thing is, of course, learning to shoot. It won't help if you learn from others."
"As for the third point." Xu Jinyu loosened the collar of his short coat and looked at Mrs. Xu with a half-smile. "The world is big, you can always find it. If you can't get it, I'll just take you out for a walk." I can always stay at home and work hard on daily necessities."
"Let's just say you have spoken humanly."
The sound of car bells rang as they traveled far and wide.
Little did he know that at the corner of the house, a martial arts student slowly walked out and took out Zhang Lao's talisman from his sleeve. The fragrant wine flowed from the talisman, down his throat, and reached his internal organs.
Things are done here, and by the time the business is done, the carriage will probably have gone far.
It was the time before the lanterns were held, and there were only two yamen servants keeping watch at the yamen gate. They opened the fronts of their official uniforms and took advantage of the rare summer night breeze, which was quite comfortable. The yamen official on the left was a little bored, so he took the initiative to chat with the yamen on the right, "Qi San, you said that the chief clerk of our county yamen has been crazy recently? I heard that many books in the house have been removed recently. They are all vacated, as if they are fleeing, and the court is not interested in handling the case and reviewing the files. If the current situation continues, in a few months, I am afraid I will have to change the chief register. "
The yamen servant known as Qi San curled his lips, "Don't gossip. If you tell others to listen, you will inevitably be punished. If you lose this official uniform, how will you end up working for that woman of yours?"
"Too."
Yan Siguan's luck can be said to be quite good. He heard the conversation between the two of them just after walking out of the wall. He understood immediately and walked towards the chief registrar's house.
Ma Si once mentioned inadvertently that the Chief Registrar's Mansion was very close to the Yamen, and there was a jujube tree in front of the door where three or four people were hugging each other. In autumn, the jujube tree was filled with large and plump sweet dates. Ma Si even climbed to the top to pick dates, attracting more than a dozen children to stop at the root of the tree, eagerly waiting for the huge jujubes to fall from the sky. The chief clerk is a scholar in his forties. If he had time, he would come out and look at the scene with a smile. He holds one in his left hand and the other in his right hand. The two of them are often hanging on the hem of their clothes and trousers. They are still calm and smiling.
Unfortunately, no one is picking dates this fall.
Then there will be no need for anyone to watch.
"When the moon is dark and the wind is high, thieves steal." Wu Sheng, who was sitting on the wall of the principal's house, somehow came up with this play.
In the early morning of the next day, the chief clerk came to the Yamen for a long time. A servant went to investigate and saw the miserable death of the chief clerk with his own eyes. He was almost scared to death.
Thieves do not steal for property, but for life.
