If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

In autumn, Ding'an County becomes lively, and the little kids from every family are looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival fair.

An Le was proudly dangling on the street with the silver she had just exchanged for jewelry.

He was not afraid of the proprietress who found out that the jewelry had been stolen and reported it to the police, nor was he afraid of the arrest of him. An Le had been a thief for so many years and naturally developed some skills.

For example, stealing things at a time should not be too much or too little, at least to ensure that the county magistrate will not care too much, and I will not be hungry.For another example, if a person is floating in the rivers and lakes, he must have some life-saving skills for betting. Anle is best at light work and disguise. Another example is that Anle heard that there is an extremely irresponsible county magistrate in Ding'an County, who has already provoked many people. dissatisfied.

This is a great opportunity.

The corner of An Le's mouth raised unconsciously, since such an irresponsible county magistrate has come, he can completely get rid of the title of "poor ghost" recently!

An Le swayed like a hooligan into yesterday's tavern.

But before An Le stepped in, he was hit by a flying wine glass.

An Le: "..."

An Le slowly raised his foot and was about to step in, when another plate containing cold dishes flew towards him and fell at his feet.

An Le: "..."

In the end, An Le gave up the idea of ​​going in, and he casually grabbed an innocent passer-by who escaped from inside and asked, "What's going on? Is the King of Hades losing his temper inside?"

Innocent passerby: "..."

The innocent passer-by was very dissatisfied with being pulled by his sleeve, and he looked up at Anle after being pulled.

An Le let go with interest.

The innocent passer-by said: "Have you heard about that annoying county magistrate recently? He is drinking inside now. Who knew that his wine quality is so bad, and he would throw things around when he was drunk."

An Le thought it was interesting and was going to go in and have a look.

The innocent passerby behind him muttered again, "But that's okay, I don't have to pay for such a mess—"

An Le: "..."

After the innocent passers-by fled away, An Le dodged a wine bottle and stepped into the tavern safely.

As soon as he stood firmly, Anle caught sight of a man in white mink fur stepping up the last staircase from the corner of his eyes. His steps were unsteady, but after listening carefully, Anle realized that this young man had a lot of internal strength. .

When the man in the white sable fur went upstairs with the help of the handle, An Le looked around and caught sight of the waiter. He didn't look very well, and was splashed with wine, An Le stepped forward , It smells like Moutai.

What a waste—

An Le thought indignantly.

Xiao Er turned around and saw An Le. He was stunned for a moment, then pulled him and whispered, "Why are you still here? Was it you who stole the proprietress' jewelry yesterday? The proprietress was very angry. Although she didn't report the crime, she It’s been a day since I put down my kitchen knife.”

Anle blinked.

Xiao Er continued to babble: "The county magistrate also came, and he was very drunk, and now he almost smashed half of the wine glasses and plates. The proprietress's face is already very ugly now—"

An Le interrupted: "So?"

Xiao Er tugged An Le's sleeve, and said anxiously: "Master, why don't you understand? It's not convenient for us to receive other guests now! Several of them ran away without paying, and I don't have time to chase after them!"

An Le regretted, "But I want white wine."

Xiao Er didn't hear what he said, it was all covered by the sound of smashing dishes upstairs.

An Le said it again helplessly, Xiaoer then said: "The young master wait outside the tavern, I'll get it."

An Le handed over an old wine gourd, Xiaoer took it and drove An Le out the door.

An Le stood outside the tavern, watching Xiao Er running in in a panic, he felt that he wanted to see what the county magistrate looked like.

With a groan upstairs, a sword was unsheathed.

An Le blinked, there were people dancing swords after drunk, but he had never heard such a crisp sound of unsheathing.

Probably a guy who made his way up through his family. After all, Anding County is very peaceful. Except for thieves like An Le, there really haven't been any murders. Being a county magistrate here is simply a fat job.

An Le leaned against the doorpost, and heard the sound of a plate falling from above—probably a young master with a bad temper.

An Le raised his head and caught sight of a figure at the window. From this angle, he could only be seen wearing a white mink fur with his hair scattered on his shoulders, and he could vaguely see the outline of a handsome face under the white fur.

An Le under the window watched for a while, but the man just leaned against the window sill and remained motionless, An Le finally looked away bored.

The waiter rushed out with a gourd of wine in his hands, and An Le rushed upstairs again as soon as he took the waiter, because the proprietress was shouting loudly that there was not enough wine.

An Le didn't even have time to give the copper coin to Xiao Er.

An Le looked at Xiao Er's back who had gone away: "..."

Afterwards, An Le silently stuffed the copper coin back into his pocket—he didn’t want it himself, I actually wanted to pay for it——

Even as a thief, An Le felt that he still needed a little self-awareness that a good citizen should have.

That night.

A man in a white sable fur sat on a mahogany chair, tapping on the table with his fingertips.

The candlestick in front of the table was half lit, flickering on and off to illuminate the frowning face, the lit half of the face was handsome, and the dark other half of the face was cold.

He glanced at the young man in black standing in front of him, "Anyone else reported that money was stolen?"

The young man said respectfully: "Yes."

"Do you have any thoughts?"

The young man said: "Not yet, everyone who came to report the case described it differently."

"Huh?" The man in mink fur rubbed his forehead.

After a moment of silence, "Back off, and bring a cup of sober tea by the way."

"Yes." The young man bowed his hands and retreated.

After the young man left, he raised his hand knocking on the table and waved, the candlestick was completely extinguished, half of his bright face was also plunged into the darkness, only his eyes were left to reflect the moonlight outside the window.