life in ancient gods

Chapter 128 128 Fragrance
It rained heavily last night, and the air was a little humid.In the early morning, an orange sun rises slowly, and a gorgeous rainbow hangs in the blue sky.

The bustling Jinling City East Market is bustling with people and traffic.

Wearing a brocade robe and brocade boots, Su Ping'an looked up at the rainbow in the sky with his eyes squinted, and came to Fuhai Restaurant with big strides.

"Master, good morning!" Fu Hai Restaurant had just opened, and Xiaoer Shunzi saw Su Ping'an walking to the door of the restaurant, and quickly bowed and bowed respectfully.

"Shunzi, go to the back kitchen and ask the chef to make a bowl of lotus seed porridge and grilled chicken wings." Su Ping'an ordered the waiter, strode into the restaurant with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, Master." Xiaoer Shunzi hurriedly ran towards the kitchen after hearing Su Ping'an's order.

In the lobby, the handyman was cleaning the lobby of the restaurant. The shopkeeper Zhao Buzhu was in front of the counter, dialing an abacus with one hand and looking through the account books with the other. When he saw Su Pingan walking in, he quickly stepped forward to say hello and salute.

"Good morning, my master."

Zhao Buzhu stepped forward and asked.

"Morning!" Su Pinganhe nodded, walked to the counter, picked up the account book on the counter and looked through it, "Zhuzi, how is the business of the restaurant recently?"

The shopkeeper Zhao Buzhu walked up to Su Ping'an with a smile and said, "Master, the restaurant is still busy every day, and there are still many literati who come to the restaurant just to meet the owner, hehe. Since the owner took care of the free eater, no one Dare to find fault, the boss is really prestigious."

Su Ping'an smiled calmly, "That's fine. If anyone dares to come to the restaurant to make trouble again, just ask the waiter to kick him out."

Zhao Buzhu scratched his ear, hesitantly said: "Boss, what if the one who finds fault knows martial arts?"

Su Ping'an said indifferently: "Then ask the city patrol soldiers to beat out those who find fault."

Zhao Buzhu complimented quickly: "Okay, I understand, my boss has a way."

"Boss, breakfast is here." At this time, Xiaoer came over with a bowl of lotus seed porridge and a plate of roasted chicken legs, and put them on the mahogany square table beside him, and saluted Su Ping'an respectfully.

"Yes." Su Pingan nodded, put the account book on the counter, walked to the mahogany square table and sat on the bench.

The hot lotus seed porridge exuded a delicate fragrance. I took a spoon and took a sip of the lotus seed porridge.

I pinched another piece of oil-wrapped paper to wrap the grilled chicken wings, held it in my hand and took a bite. The skin of the grilled chicken wings was charred and tender, delicious, and after chewing twice, my mouth was full of fragrance.

"Boss, how about the grilled chicken wings?" Xiaoer swallowed from the side, and said with a pleasant smile.

Su Ping took a mouthful of grilled chicken wings, took another mouthful of lotus seed porridge, waved his hand and said, "It's delicious, Zhuzi, and I'll add three liang of silver to the chef."

Zhao Buzhu was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled and complimented: "Well, my boss, you are really bold."

Su Pingan had breakfast, gave Zhao Buzhu some instructions, stretched his shoulders twice, and walked out of the restaurant under the respectful escort of Zhao Buzhu and Xiao Er.

Walking to the bustling and bustling market, he was about to go back to the mansion, ride on a bloody horse to see the military camp stationed outside the city, and then walked towards the Su mansion.

Su Ping'an had just walked to the door of Su Mansion when he heard rapid footsteps from behind.

Looking back, a square-faced soldier ran towards him, cupped his hands and said, "General! Please wait a moment, the subordinate has something to report."

"What's the matter?" Su Pingan glanced at the square-faced soldier running in front of him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The square-faced soldier said: "General! This subordinate caught a robber outside the city and said it was your friend from the same village named Su Mingcheng. Does the general know him?"

"...Su Ming City?!"

When Su Pingan heard this long-lost name, he was slightly startled, and then thought of his friend Er Lengzi from the same village who gave him half a chicken.

The square-faced soldier said: "General, this robber is none other than Su Mingcheng."

"How did he become a robber?! Did you make a mistake?" Su Ping'an was a little confused and blinked.

The square-faced soldier said: "This subordinate dare not lie to the general. This person is indeed a robber. If the general does not know this robber, this subordinate will go back and behead this person."

"Slow! You go back to the barracks and bring the robber to the general's mansion, and wait for the general to interrogate him." Su Ping'an waved his hand.

"Here!"

The idiot Su Mingcheng hadn't heard from him since he joined the army, but now that he got news, he became a robber and was arrested.

General House

A square-faced soldier escorted a disgraced blue-robed boy to the General's Mansion, "General, the robbers have arrived!"

Su Pingan looked at the blue-robed boy with a flat gaze, waved to the soldier and said, "You go down first."

"Here!" The soldier clapped his hands in agreement, then turned and left the general's mansion.

"...Safety!" The second idiot looked at Su Pingan in front of him, with a hint of excitement and complexity in his eyes.

"Er Lunzi, how did you become a robber?" Su Ping'an didn't have much trouble in his heart. He just felt that Er Lunzi had some affection for him because he came to see him with chicken soup when he was sick in bed.

Er Lengzi scratched the back of his head, smiled awkwardly, and sighed, "Hey, it's hard to say this. I heard that you became a general, and I originally wanted to come to Jinling City to join you. But I felt that I couldn't see you in such a shabby way, so I went on my way here. I robbed a businessman, but I didn't want the businessman to yell. The nearby sentry heard the yelling and caught me. I thought this was over, but I never thought that I was caught by your men. I don’t know whether I should say this is unfortunate or fortunate...haha..."

"...Haha, you are lucky to have met me! Come on, let's go drink." Su Ping'an also laughed.

……

two days later

The prefect Yan of Jinling City suddenly fell ill and was sick, so he ordered his subordinate Master Zhao to ask Su Ping'an to try the case for him for a few days.

Su Ping'an was originally responsible for the city defense and security of Jinling City part-time, but he didn't handle cases much.

In his previous life, he often judged cases on TV with Bao Qingtian, and he also thought about trying cases in court like Bao Qingtian, and now he can fulfill his wish.

"Boom...boom...boom...!"

In the early morning, in the solemn government hall, there is a plaque with "Mirror Hanging High" hanging above it.

Su Ping'an was wearing a cross-footed Pu Tou and a dark crimson official robe with a round collar. As soon as he came to the government office, he heard someone outside the door beating drums to cry for grievances.

Su Ping'an came to the government office, sat on a chair, and waited for the servant to bring the drummer to the court.

Master Zhao, as the master of Prefect Yan, was listening to the case and could be regarded as a temporary assistant.

Su Ping'an was sitting in the public case, and with a crisp sound of the gavel, he said majesticly: "Ascension!"

The yamen servants carrying water and fire sticks are divided into two groups: "Mighty...!!!"

"Sir, you must uphold justice for my little master...!"

At this time, the yamen servant came in with a middle-aged man and a man with a horse face.

The left side of the middle-aged man's face was bruised, as if he had been injured by the horse-faced man. They walked in together. As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he knelt down on the ground crying and howling, kowtowing as if It felt like I had suffered a great injustice.

The horse-faced man on the side just bowed his head and said nothing, his eyes were slightly red, looking like an angry daughter-in-law.

The middle-aged man held onto the horse-faced man tightly, knelt on the ground and refused to let go, as if he was afraid that the horse-faced man would run away.

"Both of you report your name, who is the accuser, and what grievances do you have?" Su Pingan stared at the two kneeling on the ground with a serious face, and slapped the gavel and said solemnly.

"My lord, my name is Wu Mengyu, I am the accuser, I was robbed by this villain, and this villain even injured my face, my lord must make decisions for me..." This A middle-aged man named Wu Mengyu said that tears almost flowed from his eyes.

"My name is Chun Yuyi. My name is Chun Yuyi. My name is Chun Yuyi. My name is Chun Yuyi. My name is Chun Yuyi. My name is Chun Yuyi. This robber wanted to rob my property. But when he didn't succeed, he punched himself on the left side of his face and falsely accused me."

The horse-faced man named Chun Yuyi kowtowed, shouting grievances.

Su Ping'an tapped twice on the desk with his fingers, seeing that the two of them seemed to have great grievances, and found it quite interesting.

If it is true what Chunyu Yi said, there are many doubts. If Wu Mengyu is really a robber, if he misses, he will just run away. Why would he hurt himself? Isn't this sick? ?

Therefore, what the defendant Chunyu Yi said was a bit far-fetched.

"...Chunyu Yi, since you said you were wronged, do you have any witnesses?" Su Pingan glanced at Chunyu Yi who was kneeling in the hall and said.

Chunyu Yi lowered his head and thought for a while, raised his head, and shook his head helplessly, "My lord, there was no one else present at the time, so there were no witnesses..."

Su Ping'an stood up and walked down the hall, and Master Zhao beside him quickly followed suit.

I saw that Su Ping'an's eyes were slightly fixed, and he circled around the two kneeling on the ground twice, his thoughts turned.

Then he stood in front of Wu Mengyu, with a pensive look in his eyes, he said to Master Zhao beside him: "Master Zhao, go get a bowl of rice."

"A bowl of rice? What does your lord mean...?!"

Master Zhao thought, is the General hungry?But now is not the time to eat, and it is still in court.He was confused for a moment and blinked his little eyes.

Seeing that Master Zhao was questioning him, Su Ping'an raised the corner of his mouth slightly and waved his hand, "Master Zhao, the general asked you to serve a bowl of rice, so you go. Do you have any doubts about what the general said?"

"...Don't dare, I'll go right away..." Master Zhao was startled and frightened. How dare he offend Su Ping'an? He trembled all over and responded quickly.

After a while, Mr. Zhao bought a bowl of hot noodles in clear soup from a market stall outside and walked in. Then he came to Su Ping'an, "My lord, please use it slowly..."

Su Pingan looked at Mr. Zhao in front of him, rolled his eyes in his heart, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Master Zhao, did this general say that he wants to eat by himself? You serve this bowl of noodles to the plaintiff Wu Mengyu."

"Wu Mengyu, the accuser?...give him food?! Oh... yes, my lord."

Master Zhao was even more confused. What exactly does this lord want to do? This is the first time I heard that the adjudicator gave the plaintiff a meal. This is simply absurd...

But when he saw Su Ping'an glare at him, he quickly put away the questioning look in his eyes, and then handed the bowl of clear soup noodles in his hand to Wu Mengyu.

Wu Mengyu was holding this bowl of hot clear soup noodles with a hint of fragrance. He was stunned for a moment. To be honest, he was really hungry. The general treated the accuser really well. Give him a bowl of clear soup noodles.

However, he still didn't have the guts to eat clear soup noodles in the court. Then he looked up at Su Pingan, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, are you eating here?"

"Well, eat quickly." Su Ping'an nodded slightly, with a cold expression.

As soon as Wu Mengyu, the plaintiff, heard that the lord really let him eat in the courtroom, he didn't care about that much, so he put the bowl of noodles in clear soup on the ground, and then took the pair of noodles that Master Zhao handed him with his left hand. Chopsticks, eat up.

"Okay, no need to eat."

Wu Mengyu had just eaten two mouthfuls, and when he felt the deliciousness of the noodles in clear soup, he was interrupted by Su Ping'an's words, and he quickly swallowed the noodles in his mouth, then raised his head and asked suspiciously: "My lord, what's the matter?" ?"

"Hmph, what are you asking?! You, a villain who attempted to rob you and wanted to bite back, is so daring." Two flashes of anger flashed in Su Ping'an's plain eyes, he slapped the gavel, and shouted loudly.

"My lord, the wound on Xiaomin's face was really caused by Chunyu Yi. You must be fair and strict, and you can't just wrong a good person." Hearing Su Ping'an's words, Wu Mengyu's eyes flashed an imperceptible surprise He quickly kowtowed a few more times on the ground, repeatedly complaining that he was wronged, until his forehead was broken and bleeding.

"Hehe, wronging a good person...you can be considered a good person?!"

Su Ping'an smiled coldly, walked up to Wu Mengyu, and pointed at Wu Mengyu's left cheek, "Evil thief, if Chun Yuyi hit you on the left cheek, then the injury should be lighter on the upper side and more severe on the lower side."

Then, Su Ping'an walked to Wu Mengyu's left side, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "And now the injury on your left face is light on the bottom and heavy on the top. In addition, you are accustomed to using your left hand and are left-handed. This proves that the wound on your left cheek was inflicted with your left hand, you cunning thief who framed a good man!"

"..." There was a "boom" in Wu Mengyu's head, as if struck by lightning, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, his whole body trembled, he fell on the ground and kowtowed: "My lord!... I know I'm wrong, please forgive me On the one hand... Xiaomin will never dare again...!"

Su Pingan sat back on the chair, slapped the gavel on the case, and shouted: "A villain like you who can't steal other people's property, but even bites back, how can he easily spare you? This general will punish you with a cane Thirty, and give Chunyu Yi a fine of ten taels of silver."

"Thirty boards? A fine of ten taels of silver?!"

As soon as Wu Mengyu heard that he was sentenced to thirty taels of silver, he was fined ten taels of silver. Now his face was swollen, his head was smashed, and he was fined to be hit by a board.

Unconsciously, his vision suddenly turned black, his body turned sideways, and he fainted.

"My lord, you can see clearly and judge the case like a god. It is Bao Qingtian reincarnated...!!!" Chun Yuyi's grievances were cleared, and he was surprised and happy in his heart, and quickly kowtowed to Su Ping'an, his eyes were red, and tears were like springs.

Master Zhao at the side saw that Su Ping'an had solved this difficult case in just an instant, and couldn't help giving Su Ping'an a thumbs up in his heart, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)