Inscription of Different Cases

To Han Lang, poisoning or Spring Plague were nothing. After he returned to Anping County, the real disaster had just begun.

County Magistrate Qian disliked his self-assertive behavior, and there was no news about him since he left, and he only came back half a month later. How could a county lieutenant dare to act like this?Although Han Lang explained that he was sick and spent half of his time recuperating, County Magistrate Qian still scoffed and snorted coldly, "I think you're obviously lazy."

What's more, Han Lang said he was going to investigate the case, and now he came back empty-handed, with no results, which made County Magistrate Qian very angry.Originally, he had the idea of ​​​​treating Han Lang, but this time he caught the handle.Immediately raised his eyebrows, and said sharply: "County Lieutenant Han Lang has neglected his duties and will be fined three months' salary!"

Han Lang could only bow his head and be punished.

"It's not enough to just fine the money," County Magistrate Qian gave Han Lang a sinister look, "By the way, one of the yamen servants on duty in the vegetable market fell ill in the past two days. It's just right, you go and replace him. Anyway, there are no cases recently. This is your chance to reflect on yourself."

Han Lang frowned tightly, lowered his head again, and replied, "Yes."

No matter how much resentment he had in his heart, he could only swallow it in his stomach at this moment.He couldn't tell County Magistrate Qian what happened at Baochang Dam, this old man was unreliable, let alone avenging Liu Er and others, it would be lucky that he was not punished for Han Lang's crime of spreading rumors.

Han Lang could only bear it.

When he left the county government office, several policemen next to him were pointing at him, with smiles in their eyes.He saw Ah Bao, a young policeman who lived on the same street as him, was still arguing loudly. At this time, Meng Zhubo appeared on the other side of the road, dismissed the group of people with a few words, and then walked straight towards Han Lang .

"It's been a hard journey," he smiled at Han Lang, "Magistrate Qian acts like that, it's okay, he will probably forget about it in a few days."

Han Lang thanked him for his concern, smiled wryly and said, "I understand, it's not a big deal."

"Is it enough for food and clothing?" Master Meng looked at him with concern, "If money is tight, I can think of a way."

"It's okay," Han Lang waved his hand, "Master Meng, you know that I'm the only one in my family. If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry."

Master Meng patted him on the shoulder: "Good job. By the way, it seems that someone brought you something just now and left it in the concierge. Would you like to have a look?"

"Hey, thank you." Han Lang said.But my heart was confused.Who will give him something?

When I arrived at the concierge, I saw that there were several packets of medicine, all sealed with paper and tied tightly.He asked Mr. Men who sent it, and Mr. Men said it was a young man he had never seen before. He was quite tall and his eyes were blue.

Han Lang knew who it was right away, thanked the door justice, and took the things to the pharmacy.The shopkeeper of the pharmacy knew him and was also an elder who watched him grow up.After checking the medicine packs he brought one by one, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "It's Pingwei San."

Han Lang felt as if he had heard these three words somewhere: "Treating what?"

"Stomach disease," said the boss, "something like liver and stomach disorders."

Han Lang was silent for a moment, then he remembered that He Yijiu had said that he had this problem, and that he would get medicine to cure him.I didn't expect that I had forgotten it long ago, but the other party still remembered it.By the way, I owe He Yijiu a lot of favors, even my life was saved by that person.Although I promised to pay back the money, but once my monthly salary is deducted, I can't even think about paying it off in a short time. I owe too much, what should I do?

Thinking of this, the way he looked at the medicine bag gradually became more complicated.After bidding farewell to the boss and coming out, he sighed and thought: Forget it, there is always a chance to pay it back, and he also has good intentions.But why is he so nice to himself?Even if it is loyalty in the world, isn't it too much?

Han Lang was a little confused.

It was already evening, and he had nothing to do, so he planned to go home with two packs of medicine.As soon as he walked to the street, he met Lao Li, a carpenter, who was the first to push a cart of wood. It was the uphill section, and he was so tired that he was sweating and didn't bother to wipe it off.Han Lang gave a hand, and the two of them worked hard together, and finally pushed the cart to the door of the workshop.The carpenter thanked Han Lang with a smile, and said, "Where did you go a few days ago? I haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's just a business trip." Han Lang wiped off the sweat from his nose and smiled.

The street was still the same, and people greeted him everywhere.There was another fight in front of the restaurant, he went up to mediate, and was dragged in by the boss to sit for a while.It's mealtime right now, and the people inside are bustling with people, eating food, drinking, chatting, punching and doing everything.Seeing that the boss and the two waiters were so busy, Han Lang went up to help serve the dishes and remember the names of the dishes.The people on this street have long been used to his warm-heartedness, they are like a family, and no one will mind.

The boss often brags to others: "Hey, that kid from the Han family is going to be a county captain. I taught him numbers when he was a child. I thought it would be nice to come to me to be an account manager in the future."

After hearing this, the drinkers laughed loudly: "You are too naive, just your chicken coop, how can you pretend to be a phoenix!"

Han Lang has heard these words several times, and the shyness has long since passed, and now he just smiles nonchalantly.

After dark, the boss invited him to dinner, and there were not many people on the street when he came out.There was a shop with red lanterns in the distance to solicit customers. Han Lang knew that it was a newly opened brothel, and the business was okay. Some men who came out of the wine shop directly went there in gangs.

Han Lang originally just glanced at it, but suddenly saw one of them was very familiar from the back.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be He Yijiu, who was walking in the middle of the road hugging left and right, and said something in his mouth, causing the two girls with heavy makeup to shyly avert their eyes.

Han Lang frowned, suddenly feeling a little unhappy.However, He Yijiu had this kind of virtue in the first place, and even flirted with the prostitute Feng Xian'er before, although it seemed that he didn't succeed in the end, the fact that he was a disciple was undeniable.

Men, there are always a few of them.What's more, He Yijiu was not a serious person in the first place, so he naturally didn't know how to behave.Thinking of this, Han Lang felt a little relieved.But his heart was still clogged with iron, and he was very awkward. He originally wanted to thank He Yijiu for the medicine bag, but he suppressed the idea again.As if avoiding something, he held his breath and walked back home quickly.

Lin Xiaosheng across the door seemed to be cleaning the house. The door was open, and he was standing under the door frame with a broom, looking at something.Han Lang was eager to hide his unhappiness, and when he saw Lin Xiaosheng in a daze, he spoke up, "You still sweep the floor at night, can you see it?"

Lin Xiaosheng was still the same, speaking coldly: "It's nothing."

Han Lang was born familiar, except for He Yijiu's thick skin, he couldn't handle it, and everyone else was fine.At this moment, he leaned over and asked casually, "Is the business going well these days?"

"It's okay." Lin Xiaosheng said vaguely, turned around and continued to scratch the ground with the broom.Han Lang glanced at it, and found that there were a lot of bugs scattered on the floor of the house, everything was there, and all of them were dead.

"What's going on?" he asked in surprise.

Lin Xiaosheng was still calm, he pushed the broom, and a pile of dead bugs fell out of the steps, almost onto Han Lang's lap.Han Lang hurriedly took a step back, and heard Lin Xiaosheng say: "Someone is playing a prank."

"Who did it?"

"I don't know, just let him go."

Han Lang was helpless, thinking that some narrow-minded man might have done it, after all, the girls in the neighborhood liked to hang around Lin Xiaosheng.Last time, a few hooligans wanted to teach Lin Xiaosheng a lesson, saying that the person their boss had a crush on actually had a crush on a salesman and rushed over aggressively.As a result, when he reached the door, he was seen by Han Lang who was opposite, and he was beaten away, and he never came again.

"By the way, why don't you find someone to settle down with? That way you won't have these troubles." Later, Han Lang asked him.

He glanced at Han Lang and said calmly, "What about you? How much older are you than me?"

Han Lang thought for a while, then fell silent.

At this moment, he helped Lin Xiaosheng clean the house, and the other party asked him to sit for a while, chatting and so on.Han Lang felt that Lin Xiaosheng still regarded him as a friend, because he had never seen this person invite anyone other than himself into his home, let alone sit down and have a cup of tea.In order to live up to this trust, Han Lang didn't hide much about his recent experience, but he didn't mention the saltworks and assassins, and he talked about everything else in the same way.

Lin Xiaosheng listened quietly, and when he mentioned He Yijiu, he still chuckled lightly: "How could there be such a person."

"Yeah," Han Lang found his confidant all of a sudden, and smiled, "He looks so funny in those linen pants!"

For some reason, Han Lang felt uncomfortable when he thought of the scene at the entrance of the brothel.Telling He Yijiu's stupid things like this will give him a sense of revenge.

He and Lin Xiaosheng chatted until the eclipse of the moon, seeing that it was getting late, he finally left. "I have to go to the vegetable market to be a guard tomorrow," he sighed, "Really, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Do you want me to visit you tomorrow?" Lin Xiaosheng said with a smile, "I'll bring you a box of jelly beans."

"Come on, don't make fun of me." Han Lang glanced at him, and at this moment he suddenly saw a living thing in the corner behind the wall, and it ran up the treetop in a flash.It's not a mouse, it's quite big, and it doesn't seem to be a cat either.

"Hey, what is that?" He pointed to the corner of the wall and asked directly.

Lin Xiaosheng glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal: "Let's go wild."

Han Lang was dubious, thinking that he might be delusional.

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The vegetable market is located in the north of the town. It is composed of several criss-crossing lanes, and it is the busiest and most chaotic place in the town.It had just rained before dawn, and the ground was still wet.Han Lang went out early and was already standing at the entrance of the vegetable market.Most of the hawkers have not started setting up their stalls yet, so the place is empty, the streets are full of rotten vegetable leaves and sludge left over from yesterday, and occasionally housewives from nearby can be seen coming out to pour chamber pots, and the air is filled with the stench of feces.

Han Lang guessed why the county magistrate wanted him to come to the vegetable market. The place is too messy, and it is said that there are several bandit dens hidden.Moreover, there have been incidents of yamen servants beating people in the street. Residents in this area don't have a good impression of officials. Once the window was closed, it was impossible to find out who did it.

Apparently a habitual offender.

The sewage splashed all over Han Lang, making him a little embarrassed.

"That's all." He muttered to himself.It's all here, let's endure the calm for a while.

After a while, people around gradually increased.He began to patrol, his eyes straight, his back erect.Many people passed by him, occasionally glanced at him, most of them regarded him as a display, no different from the sentinels watching the gate.

The sky was gloomy, and the water tanks in the eaves were still rushing, falling straight to the ground like a small waterfall, and the water splashes reflected the gray sunlight.There is a mess everywhere, but the unknown wildflowers on the side of the road are blooming brilliantly, with a few drops of crystal clear dew hanging on the bright petals.Not far away, two vendors were arguing over the ownership of the stall. Seeing this, Han Lang had no choice but to go up to persuade them, and the two separated angrily.

"You're a servant, so why not mind your own business," one of them complained, "just catch thieves, this street is full of thieves."

His wife held his ear and pulled him aside.The two started talking, and Han Lang accidentally overheard a few words: "Look at that man, is he the usual one? I don't think he's on a job."

"what is that?"

"I don't know."

Han Lang stood until noon, and the sun had already come out by now, making him sweat profusely.For some reason, the yamen servant who was supposed to change shifts never showed up.Instead, County Magistrate Qian came and led a few people to entertain an official in a teahouse.He sat on the balcony by the window and glanced at Han Lang from time to time.Han Lang felt that he was deliberately watching his own jokes. This person is just like this, and he likes to watch other people's misfortunes for fun.

It was like this when the case was judged before. The harder the people below spoke, the happier he laughed when he sat on top.

Han Lang sighed and felt that it was time for him to change.He is nosy, and his personality is too straightforward.Some people have said before that he can't take an official career like this, no, it's a prophecy, he offended his boss.

The vegetable market was exposed to a stinky and rotten smell by the noon sun, and the heat could almost be seen, and it evaporated along the road a little bit.Many stalls were closed, and people walked in the shade of the roadside, leaving the central avenue to the scorching sun.Han Lang wiped the sweat off his forehead, his lips were dry, and his stomach became rumbling.But the shift changer never arrived, so he found a shady place and stood there, thinking about the possibility of leaving his post.

The answer is no, County Magistrate Qian is still on top, and he probably won't leave in an hour or two.He is the only official here, and things keep happening everywhere, either someone is arguing, or someone is throwing things.There are quite a lot of thieves here, he caught three of them in the morning, they were all thieves, and it was fine to throw them into the yamen.If he had known earlier, he should have asked Lin Xiaosheng to send him some dry food. This is not the street where he grew up, and the people around him didn't know each other, so no one would care about him.

He was looking forward to catching another thief, so that after being escorted to the Yamen, he could be lazy on the way back.It's a pity that it's noon, and even the thieves don't want to come and go in such a hot time.Han Lang had no choice but to find a place to rest first.At this time, someone patted him on the shoulder, and turned his head to face a familiar handsome face.

"See you again."

He Yijiu said with a smile.