Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

The wind in the early summer morning is cool, and the rising sun diffuses thousands of clouds through the wet air, spreading all the way to the long street and the ancient blue walls on both sides, like a velvet carpet paved with glow.

The young man in the peacock blue brocade robe walked calmly against the light.

The clouds in the sky are reflected by the sun into deep and shallow orange red and orange yellow, and the clouds in the sky and the light on the ground merge into a magnificent picture scroll, as if a hundred birds are facing the phoenix, just waiting for the legendary arrogant and arrogant king to come slowly.

There are so many people on the long street, and the restaurant is full.

Time seemed to slow down and stagnate in an instant, light, shadow and wind distorted together, all gathered around the person, and greeted him happily.

If not, how come no one can see it, and in the eyes of everyone, there is only one person left in the world?

Ran Heng's fingers were clenched tightly, bit by bit embedded in his palm, that bit of pain couldn't make him turn rationally from the sudden shock and disbelief.

He stood on the west side, watching the young man's back melt into the bright golden light, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.My field of vision is hazy and confused, I only remember the moment when the folding fan was opened, and the words Yan, Qing, and Du written in black ink on the white paper swayed in the light.

Even if I tell myself in my mind, it's just a coincidence, maybe it's just the word "Yan Qingdu" inscribed on the fan.

However, that person's arrogant and indifferent voice, and the words that he said as if mocking and boring, can no longer deny that he is the enemy that Ran Heng has always remembered and hated so deeply——Yan Qingdu!

"This person is Yan Qingdu? How could he be Yan Qingdu? How could Yan Qingdu be such a person!"

Ran Heng's gaffe brought the followers around him back to their senses.

"Young master, should we take it now..."

"Wait!" As soon as the words came out, Ran Hengfei's brain finally cleared a little, he stopped the servant, but he couldn't think of what to do now, "First, look!"

Gu Yue in the teahouse breathed Zhuge Xiao, but when Yan Wujiu came from behind without a sound, she saw him at a glance.

It was Gu Yuexi who discovered it first. Ran Heng, who was watching the development of the situation with a cold eye in the crowd, secretly instructed the people of the Yin family to act, and manipulated the situation from a distance.

Gu Yuexi was talking to Zhuge Xiao about Ran Heng's past, but in the middle of the conversation, she suddenly lost her voice.

Zhuge Xiao followed his eyes curiously, and saw Yan Wujiu and Ran Heng, who seemed to be joking and chatting happily.

This unbelievable scene was not only caused by Ran Heng's astonishment when he knew Yan Wujiu's identity?

For this reason, Zhuge Xiao almost overturned the newly poured tea.

The only one who is calm and even a bit bored is Yan Wujiu himself who is at the center of the situation.

Yan Wujiu didn't take Ran Heng's accusation to heart, as soon as he heard the person said that he had enmity with him, he vaguely guessed the identity of the other person, so he deliberately tried a word.

This person is also stupid, without any vigilance, he acquiesced that Miss Ran was his sister.There is no doubt about how a passer-by would know his identity.

Now that he knows who this person is, Yan Wujiu naturally understands how pretty this person's face will be if he knows who he is.

Yan Wujiu raised his lips in sympathy and regret.

However, just like a crocodile sheds tears, he is not worried and forgets when he turns around.

When the people confronting each other at the center of the street saw Yan Wujiu, they immediately divided into two factions.

One faction didn't know if it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so they laughed and shouted excitedly: "Mr. Yan is here, it's Mr. Yan! Mr. Yan and the others said that you can't even think about becoming a flower picker. You can't."

The other faction gritted their teeth, with complicated expressions: "Yan Qingdu, is this Yan Qingdu? Is this the person who killed my lady?"

County magistrate Yan also changed his face, and rarely looked at him with a livid face, and lowered his voice: "You son of a bitch, why are you...disobedient, you are going to piss me off."

Yan Wujiu blinked at him innocently: "If I don't come, my father will be pissed off. I promise, nothing will happen."

He closed his fan, raised his eyebrows and looked at the counterfeit Mr. Ran who was sitting in the sedan chair opposite him.

Yan Wujiu's amber brown eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of icicles, but he raised the corners of his lips, and said flatly, as if he was bored: "What did you just say? Go ahead, don't worry about me. I also just said Come on, I haven't heard a few words yet."

The nearby stores stopped doing business, and they were excited to watch the excitement. Suddenly, someone shouted: "Let's go, let's go."

It was the clerk in the dispatch shop who brought out two chairs.

Someone nodded respectfully to County Magistrate Yan: "Your Majesty Yan, please sit down. It's summer, and the sun will come up soon. You are very old, so you can't be burdened."

The other chair is placed with the best view, facing north and south, along with melon seeds and tea.

"Sit here, Young Master Yan. Last time, I thank you for your patronage of the business. Be careful."

Yan Wujiu laughed, and blinked slowly: "I remember... you seem to be a storyteller?"

"Oh, storytelling is a long-standing business. I opened a store when I was old and I couldn't talk anymore. Isn't this a good time to go on stage when I'm eager for skills?"

The boss was very happy, after all, Yan Wujiu was the most flattering customer in his storytelling career, and he rewarded him with a golden bead in one go.This makes him happier than making a lot of money in the restaurant business day, after all, it has a different meaning to him.

"Thank you, boss. However, your storytelling skills are indeed much better than your restaurant's food. Didn't you find that every time you tell a story, the business is better than usual..."

The members of the Yin family saw that Yan Qing was really sitting on the chair, ignoring them and chatting with the boss as if no one else was there.

Looking again, the eldest son Ran in the crowd was out of his mind, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't have any new instructions.

They froze there, and as soon as they gritted their teeth, they planned to continue to follow the previous plan and let the victims who had inquired publicly denounce Yan Qingdu's evil deeds.

So, the scene is quite magical and interesting.

Yan Wujiu, the culprit of the incident, chatted with the owner of the restaurant in a low voice, the old and the young chatted happily about the business of the restaurant and storytelling.

The members of the Yin family sternly proclaimed Yan Wujiu's crimes, portraying him as a contemporary Ximen Qing who has a human face and a beast's heart, and who has all the local girls and daughters-in-law.

The family members of several rumored victims held their right hands with their left hands, touched their noses with shy expressions, and faltered and hawed around.

This is nothing, the crowd of onlookers is the most puzzling.

No one gritted their teeth and followed suit to denounce.No one dared to speak out, and only expressed their resistance and contempt with their eyes.

Instead, a group of people followed the stall owners to buy melon seed snacks, shared them with each other in a friendly manner, and then laughed and listened to the impassioned Ran family.When they speak emotionally, these people will burst into laughter, clap their hands loudly, nod their heads, and signal them to continue.

On the sun-drenched street, there is a happy New Year-like atmosphere.

Even the most unresponsive people can sense that the brain circuits of people in Qingyuan County are not quite right, and they are different from what they think of normal people.

The members of the Ran family were being treated as monkeys by a group of unscrupulous people, and they were so angry that they couldn't help asking the members of the Yin family who came next to them, what's going on?

The members of the Yin family are locals from Qingyuan County, so they should know the situation.

They smiled wryly and helplessly, and hesitated to speak: "It's hard to talk about it for a while, and I can't explain it clearly. This... I'd better tell Young Master Biao, let's go to the county government to beat drums and complain."

The people who came here with Mr. Ran have never been disadvantaged in Qingzhou. Wherever they have seen such battles, they feel that they are indeed troublemakers from poor mountains and rivers.

The leading entourage pushed away the servants of the Yin family, and contemptuously picked out a weak-looking scholar.

The man lowered his voice, smiled on his face, and said with disdain in his eyes: "You deserve to be a man too? I heard that Yan Qing humiliated you in front of all the dandies. You're fine, can't you stand up after kneeling for a long time? Listen, Our son is the eldest son of Qingzhou Mu, with his backing, are you still afraid of him, the son of a junior seventh-rank official in Yan Qingdu? This is your only chance to avenge your grievances."

The one who was picked out was a young man with an elegant appearance, with a noble and stubborn temperament in his brows.He is like a scholar who has a strong character but has no experience.

Hearing this, the young man blushed slightly, glared coldly at the warrior from the Ran family, raised his head proudly and sneered.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this tall and cold boy's posture is a little too upright, and he deliberately adjusted his standing posture, as if deliberately facing a certain direction, so that no one can see his perfect side.

Ran Heng's entourage looked around suspiciously, only to see the fan touching his lips, looking at them with a half-smile, with a frivolous and romantic look.But that look, like the light of a knife soaked in cold water and rain at night, looked calmly at him. He was clearly sitting, but seemed to be condescending, which made people feel timid, as if he was a bit shorter for no reason.

Although the entourage's threatening voice was low, the surrounding onlookers couldn't hear it, but the family members of the so-called victims who were picked out who were standing with the young man who had a problem with Yan Wujiu could hear them clearly.

Someone stood up with a sneer, straightened his clothes and headgear first, and then said loudly: "I really don't like Mr. Yan, and I do have the conflict with him that the official said. But this grievance is not the case. As you said, although your Ran family is an official, but the death of the victim's female relatives suspects that Mr. Yan is the murderer. Then you need to avoid suspicion, lest others say that you are framing revenge and dealing with things unfairly."

This is the real sharp-tongued scholar, Ran Heng's entourage couldn't help but look at his son in the crowd.

Ran Heng looked at Yan Qingdu sitting there with complicated eyes, who was arrogant and domineering and bored.For a while, I hated him for being arrogant and frivolous.For a while, he kept thinking that when that person looked at him sideways just now, his expression was wild and innocent.

Why is she so perverse and arrogant with such a demeanor and grace?

Thinking of the disheartened look in that person's eyes and the indifference that seemed to be a smile that wasn't a smile, he couldn't help but feel that he was misunderstood by the world to live in such disgust?

Maybe there is really some misunderstanding...

Ran Heng, who was caught in the brain, his unsteady hatred faintly fell apart, but his face still maintained the original appearance.After all, he just told that person that he and Yan Qing have a big grudge.

Thinking like this, he answered the words aloud: "Then according to what this young master said, what should we do?"

While speaking, Ran Heng subconsciously glanced at Yan Qingdu, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he didn't see the man's gaze.

In the crowd, the scholar who had spoken just now also gave Yan Qingdu a cold look, and his gaze disappeared as soon as he touched it. He said to Ran Heng loudly: "I heard that the people from Six Doors are also in Qingyuan County. They are experts in investigating cases." , and has nothing to do with your two families, since you want to talk about this matter, it is most appropriate to tell them."

"Okay. Then do it like this." Ran Heng also walked into the event center surrounded by crowds.

The scholar looked at him suspiciously: "Are you from six doors?"

Ran Heng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Yan Qingdu: "I, Ran Heng, is the one who suffers from this murder case. I said to do this, who has any objection?"

"It turns out that you are Mr. Ran. Since you agree, no one will object."

Ran Heng only looked at Yan Qingdu, without moving his gaze: "It doesn't matter what you say. May I ask Mr. Yan, do you have any objections?"

Yan Wujiu tilted his head slightly, turned his eyes slightly to look at him, but nodded, as if it had nothing to do with him.

At this time, the scholar raised his voice and said: "No. Mr. Yan cannot be present at this matter. Otherwise, I will not say anything."

Yan Wujiu looked at the scholar who was regarded as the family member of the victim by Ran's family innocently, but he realized later that it seemed to be the victim himself.

He blinked slowly, and said to the scholar who didn't want to see him, "I didn't say I wanted to listen."

As a result, the two people from the six doors in the restaurant, who were watching the fire from the other side, also came down.

Gu Yuexi is the most famous and the most famous catcher among the six sects.

After all, he was born handsome and outstanding, and he also learned from the former prince and grand master.Being adopted as a adopted son by the Taifu, even though he is an orphan, he can be regarded as born in a famous family, not to mention that he has always been more noble, lonely and noble than most of the real sons of aristocratic families.

Therefore, although Gu Yuexi is a head catcher, in the eyes of many people, he is different from other head catchers. He is more like a gentleman scholar who writes a pen, rather than a Jianghu man with well-developed limbs and blood-stained hands.

When the literati mentioned the people of the six schools, they also praised him more.

Seeing Gu Yuexi come out, the victims followed him and left cooperatively, but they subconsciously glanced at Yan Wujiu before leaving.

Except that scholar.

"Hey." Yan Wujiu raised his chin proudly, "I told you before, you admitted the wrong person that time, and you were too angry. Remember this time, don't talk nonsense."

What he said was endless, but the scholar stopped for a while, and then he snorted coldly without looking back.

Gu Yuexi stood beside her, with a cold and calm face, and said indifferently: "No colluding confessions in advance, no threats to witnesses."

Yan Wujiu propped his head up, looked at him sideways, although his face was expressionless, his eyes were not sharp, instead he smiled: "Otherwise what?"

Gu Yuexi looked back just in time to see that flashing smile, he pursed his lips, and said coldly: "You must not interfere with the evidence inquiry process, or you will be detained for obstructing official duties."

Yan Wujiu: "...?"

The author has something to say: Small Theater:——

Jiujiu: Affect the confirmation process?What did I do?

Gu Yuexi: Bribing public officials.

Jiujiu: When did I bribe you?

Gu Yuexi: Just now.smile at me.

The folk customs are simple and honest in Qingyuan County.

Resident A: Beer, drink, mineral water, rice pudding with peanuts and melon seeds, come and eat melons.

Resident B: Mr. Yan will not be so overwhelmed that he will become a flower picker.

Passerby: Why can't he think about being a flower picker?

The masses: Because they are waiting in line to pick him, ah no, he is the victim of being picked by him, and his head will be beaten into a dog's head.