Tan Qingchen bent down and picked up a bunch of jú flowers on the ground. The jú flower was stepped on a few times, and some petals had fallen off. In this season, it is not easy to see fresh flowers. Tan Qingchen tried to make them look better.

"Qingchen, throw it away." Tan Lingyin ordered.

Tan Qingchen was very obedient, and immediately threw it out of the wall.

The flower fell over the wall and fell onto Tang Tianyuan's head impartially. Tang Tianyuan looked at the flowers on the ground, shook his head and sighed, the so-called "fallen flowers are independent", this is almost the mood.

Alas, how do explain it to Tan Lingyin...

Tang Tianyuan went back to wash himself first, changed his clothes, and asked a doctor to treat the wound. Fortunately, the girl wasn't very strong. Although she beat him a few times, it didn't hurt much. The wound was mainly on her face. OK, no scars. It's just that he doesn't look good now, his whole face looks like a pockmarked face.

After dealing with this, he began to worry again. Things are getting more and more out of control. If things go on like this, when will he be able to marry Tan Lingyin home.

But the most important thing now is to clarify that he is not a pervert!

Tan Lingyin was invited by Tang Tianyuan to the Retreat Hall. This time, she brought a small rolling pin, the kind that rolls dumpling skins, making it easier to beat people.

Tang Tianyuan saw Tan Lingyin raise his rolling pin, his scalp tingled immediately, and he said helplessly while hiding, "Little ancestor! Can you listen to me explain?"

Tan Lingyin sneered, "I caught them all on the spot, what else do you have to say!"

"Your brother's life experience is probably related to a friend of mine."

Tan Lingyin stopped, "What do you mean?"

"It means that Tan Qingchen may still have relatives in this world, I mean, real relatives."

"Really, really?"

Tang Tianyuan took the opportunity to bring her rolling pin over and helped her sit down, "I'm not too sure, after all, this is too coincidental. Tell me first, do you have any scars on his body in Qingchen?"

Tan Lingyin nodded, "Yes, quite a lot."

"Is it on the back?"

"Yes, the biggest one is a knife scar, from the bottom of the left shoulder to the top of the right lower back. My uncle said that if he was cut like this, he could save his life, which means that the King of Hell opened a back door for him."

Tang Tianyuan nodded, and affirmed a little in his heart, "So does he still have any impression of the past?"

"No, he was so badly injured that he forgot it long ago. He could not hear or speak, but it was also due to his injury. You said he has relatives, where are his relatives?"

Tang Tianyuan thought for a while and replied, "That person, she has a special identity. I have to confirm this matter again, and I can say it if I have a better grasp of it. Otherwise, if there is an oolong, I will be hacked to death by his husband. "

Tan Lingyin shrank her neck, "Her husband is so fierce."

"Yes," Tang Tianyuan shook his head helplessly, "I have one more thing to explain to you."

"you say."

He looked at her seriously, "I'm not breaking my sleeves."

Tan Lingyin scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, "Um... I'm sorry, my hand was heavy. Does your wound still hurt?"

Tang Tianyuan looked straight into her eyes and answered irrelevantly, "I like a girl."

"..." Tan Lingyin opened her mouth, she really wanted to ask who this girl was, but she couldn't ask for a long time.

Tang Tianyuan thought to himself, or just tell her to forget it. But he quickly thought of what he looked like now: with a pockmarked face and a rolling pin in his hand... Such a radiant image doesn't seem suitable for confession...

He had to shut his mouth sadly.

☆、Chapter 50

Cong Shun is indeed an excellent catcher. He investigated Lao Tie for a few days, and the more he investigated, the more suspicious he became. Finally, in the middle of the night, he took someone to dig their grave.

After excavation, it was found that the coffin was empty, with only a few clothes. It's just a tomb.

From this point of view, the person who was among the bandits was an old iron.

Tang Tianyuan didn't understand, what the hell did this old iron go through? How much hatred does he have with Sun Yuanwai?

In the face of Tang Tianyuan's doubts, Cong Shun couldn't say why, "Sir, Lao Tie is a quiet man, never causing trouble, and he has never had any grievances with Sun Yuanwai. But he did once in the farm where the accident happened. After working, he was later transferred to the main residence of the Sun family. According to the descendants of the Sun family, Sun Yuanwai never beat and scolded him. He saw him several times, but he was very kind. He was born a few years ago. When he was ill, Sun Yuanwai saw it, and specially ordered him to go on, so he didn't have to work hard."

"That's weird. What about his parents, wife and children? Maybe his relatives were bullied by Sun's family."

Cong Shun shook his head and said, "His parents have passed away, because the family is poor and ugly, and they have not married and had children. Lao Tie is alone in this world, and he has no worries, not to mention relatives, not even a close friend. He is the lowest-level handyman in the Sun Mansion, and he is usually very low-key and doesn't attract much attention."

Alone and honest. Tang Tianyuan pondered, and asked again, "Then who spread the news of his death? Who buried him?"

"This, I don't know about the low post. Because the Lord told me not to speak up, I didn't ask Sun Yuanwai. Lord, do you need to call him now?"

"No," Tang Tianyuan waved his hand, "If this matter is really related to Sun Yuanwai, he won't tell the truth when he comes. Tell me in detail about that old iron, what else is weird?"

"By the way," Cong Shun took out a bag from his arms, "Old Tie's place is very remote, and his room is still empty. When I went to search, I dug up this tree under the tree behind his house. ." Said, and handed the small package to Tang Tianyuan.

Tang Tianyuan opened it and saw that it was a silver note, counting it, there were more than 200 taels in total. There are still a few pieces of silver, and there are twenty or thirty taels.

He looked at the money thoughtfully, a lowly subordinate, it seems that he can't save so much money.

"Sir, Lao Tie's monthly money is only five cents of silver." Cong Shun thought the same as Tang Tianyuan, so much money would have to be saved for a lifetime without spending a cent. This is obviously unlikely.

Tang Tianyuan connected these clues, and slowly stated his hypothesis, "It is possible that Sun Yuanwai instructed Lao Tie to do something, and then used the money to pay him, and also blocked his mouth by the way. But this Lao Tie does not Reliable, or Sun Yuanwai thinks he is not reliable, in short, Sun Yuanwai intends to silence. However, something went wrong in the middle, Lao Tie escaped, and later went to Phoenix Mountain to defect to the bandits, and finally waited for the opportunity to take revenge."

This guess is reasonable, Cong Shun asked, "So does Yuan Yuanwei know that Lao Tie is not dead yet?"

"It should be just a matter of surprise. Didn't he finally decide to report to the office? It seems that he believed that Lao Tie was dead. I was surprised at the time that so much food was robbed. Now it seems that he is hesitating, afraid that the past will be revealed again. This also shows that what he made Lao Tie do cannot be seen, um, at least not seen by officials. "

When he said this, Cong Shun was also very curious, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter..." Now there is too little evidence, Tang Tianyuan can't say what it is, his eyes flashed, and he asked again, "You said that Lao Tie was ill, what kind of disease did he get?"

"It is said that it is a disease of heart failure and weak qi. People who are sick become weak, easily tired and lethargic. That old Tie is always dozing off, because Sun Yuanwai took his place, 'Since he is sick, let him be less. Live, the Sun family is not a mean family, so the stewards don't care about him, relying on him to sleep until the sun rises three poles."

"When did he start getting the disease?"

"Three or four years ago."

A thought flashed in Tang Tianyuan's mind, "Three or four years ago, shortly after the previous county magistrate took office."

Cong Shun didn't expect that the magistrate would connect Lao Tie with the former magistrate, he was slightly taken aback, "Yes, it should be like this."

"Those with heart failure and qi are usually born with poor physical fitness, or have been seriously injured. Lao Tie is used to doing rough work, and he has never been seriously injured-he hasn't been seriously injured, right?"

"Probably not." Cong Shun still didn't understand what the magistrate wanted to express with a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west.

Tang Tianyuan nodded, "That is to say, Lao Tie is unlikely to suffer from heart failure."

"But……"

Tang Tianyuan raised his hand to interrupt him, "Listen to me. Yes, this is what you found, but this is just what he did to show others to hide his actions. Just imagine, if a person has to do things at night, it will cost him money. The best way is to pretend to be sick.”

Cong Shun unconsciously followed his train of thought, "That's right."

Tang Tianyuan was puzzled again, "Is there something you have to do at night, and it takes a lot of energy?"

Cong Shun thought of a particularly obscene answer, but that was definitely not what the magistrate wanted to hear, so he also said strangely, "Yeah, what could it be?"

Tang Tianyuan continued, "And it takes three years to do it. This matter started shortly after the former magistrate took office and ended shortly before the former magistrate's accident."

It must not be what he imagined... Cong Shun thought silently.

Seeing that Cong Shun still didn't understand, Tang Tianyuan reminded him again, "Do you remember the five corpses we found in Tianmu Mountain last time? Their death time basically coincides with this time point."

Cong Shun suddenly widened his eyes and looked at him in shock, "Your Excellency means..."

Tang Tianyuan nodded, "Tianmu Mountain is closed during the day, but not at night. It can facilitate the entry and exit of people and goods, and the transmission of news inside and outside. In this way, it is not difficult to explain what Lao Tie did."

Cong Shun still kept his shocked face, "This... is not possible, right? The former county magistrate..."

Tang Tianyuan didn't care, "Why do you think he had an accident? By the way, you have been under him for several years, and you haven't noticed anything unusual about him?"

Cong Shun shook his head in frustration, "To tell you the truth, I just investigate the case, and the old man doesn't care much about it."

Also, people who don't want to die for money are afraid that they only have gold in their eyes.

Cong Shun asked again, "Sir, do you mean that Sun Yuanwai and the former county magistrate are both related to the robbery of gold?"

Cong Shun was involved more in this case, Tang Tianyuan didn't intend to hide it from him, so he nodded. He didn't reveal much, he was just a small catcher, and it was not appropriate to know too many secrets.

"Then, my lord, should we still investigate this case?" Cong Shun wasn't 250. The bigger the matter, the deeper the water was, and he didn't know if he should continue to flow in.

Tang Tianyuan said, "Suppress the bandits first."

The people he sent to Nanling County also came back, and he brought a friend from Nanling County to sponsor him: one was arrested, and the information was vague. The arresting officer was named Mei Laowu. He was a tall man with a big voice and a direct speech. As soon as I came, I complained to Tang Tianyuan, "Our adults have also sent official documents to Futai several times asking for the suppression of bandits. Unfortunately, Futai adults thought that there were not enough people dead and did not agree."

Suppressing bandits is a matter of officers and soldiers, and the county government does not have the power to mobilize troops. If it is a large-scale bandit attack, it needs to be reported to the imperial court, and the imperial court will issue an imperial decree, issue a tiger talisman, and dispatch troops to suppress the bandits in the future. But now there is a small group like Phoenix Mountain, and there is no need to alarm the court. If you want to save trouble, the local prefect directly applies to the generals of the garrison, and sends two or three hundred regular troops to visit here, which is absolutely enough.