Chapter 90： Dao Fu (1/2)

The sky was covered by thick clouds, and the snow was blowing down with the screaming wind. Pei Ziyun rode all the way to the horse. The front is Xiting County. After thirty miles, he entered the county seat.

It was noon at this time. The snow was heavy and the sparsely populated, and went straight to the county 衙. I saw the doors closed, and a thick layer of snow on the bluestone steps in front of the door.

Pei Ziyun leaped from the horse immediately, saw the gate in the hall, pushed open the gate, went in, and slammed, the sound of ”咚咚咚” sounded immediately.

At this time, the New Year was almost approaching. In the afternoon, the county magistrate discussed with the people about the New Year's holiday. After drinking and drinking, and before taking a rest, they heard the drums slamming, and had to open the door. They were upset and cursed: ” Whoever beats the drums must fight against the crime. ”

At this time, some people in the county have opened the door, rubbed their hands, and drank, ”It's snowing, it's cold. Who came to report it?”

”I am the current Yingzhou Jieyuan. I was ordered by the Governor to accompany the Governor's ambassador to the court. I did not want to be assassinated by thieves. Liao Ge was killed. I came to report it.” Pei Ziyun said coldly.

”What? Some officials were killed?” 衙 衙 was surprised, quickly turned around to announce, and led Pei Ziyun into the county 衙, into the county 衙.

Xu Xiting county magistrate was sitting in Gaotang at this time, rubbing his hands and feet, his nose flushed and red, and said, ”Below the court, Pei Jieyuan, take care of the matter.”

Pei Ziyun presented the official document and explained the matter in detail. Listening to the death of more than 20 people, the people in the hall were full of panic. This is a big case.

”Xie Yuan, please take us quickly, this is troublesome!” Said the magistrate in panic.

Shexian county decree, several capture heads, dozens of puppet soldiers, went to the ferry together.

When I reached the reed field, I saw the corpses and snow-covered horrors. The magistrate was just fifty years old this year, and he was dignified, but his face was blue: ”Check every corpse and record the text.”

Pei Ziyun along the way, the horses on the ground and the bodies of six people were missing, so they snorted. If there were still people behind them, they were lucky to escape. Now they are all members of the government. Do n’t dare to attack.

”Please ask Jie Yuangong to stay for a few days!” The magistrate said bitterly. For him, it was a disaster of heaven, and it was in his jurisdiction, even if it was not his responsibility, a comment Can't be avoided.

He was in front of Xie Yuan, saying that in fact, if it was a civilian, or even a talent, he had already won it.

”It should be so!” Pei Ziyun smiled slightly, and entered the county town with the county decrees. The winter days were short, and now it was getting dark.

Shexian magistrate was a long-time official, and then recovered some colors, smiling: ”Jie Yuangong, I have heard of your name for a long time. Fortunately today, please let me do my best.”

The Shexian magistrate also wanted to understand. This is no wonder Pei Ziyun and Pei Ziyun. It is helpless, so why bother?

I might as well have a good destiny and introduce a small hall now.

There is already a small feast in the small hall. A hot pot is burning and turning white, with white smoke. Pei Ziyun can't help but smile: ”It was an antique ravioli. It was cold and cold at night. This is the best.”

Shabu-shabu, known as antique ravioli in the ancient times, existed during the Warring States Period. Pots were used as pots. In the Song Dynasty, hotpots were common in the folk. Hotpots in the Qing Dynasty were not only popular among the folk but also became a court dish.

This world is similar, the most important thing is the convenience of logging into Daya Hall.

The Li County magistrate smiled: ”It's too cold and late, and it's too late to prepare. Besides, it's too cold to prepare, so I went to this pot.”

Speaking, some girls came over, and the spices, ginger, garlic, sugar, and vinegar were poured out according to the proportions, and the rice wine was sprinkled in. Suddenly, the meat, wine, and vegetable aromas rose, and belly and meat slices were added around. , Meatballs, and other materials, steamed bread, spring rolls, snacks.

”Where is the county prestige!” Pei Ziyun smiled: ”The rich banquet is satisfied.”

He said, picking up the jug on the table, drinking wine for the magistrate, smelled: ”mellow!”

”This is a home-brewed wine.” With the praise of Pei Ziyun, the magistrate said, ”Let's use it together!”

To be practical, Pei Ziyun was hungry long ago, and the prefecture was very attentive. He also poured a glass of wine and a few glasses of Pei Ziyun and said, ”Is there a new work by Jie Yuan? Why should we please our eyes? ? ”

”I wrote a college annotation and used up a few years of Wensi. This article was gone for a while, but there is one more poem, which I made when I crossed the river.”

Pei Ziyun smiled. He was still thinking about the northern kingdom when he killed him. Now, of course, he didn't dare to leak a word. This poem was not written by the emperor or the reserve of the emperor in ancient times. He must kill his head. Then he chanted:

”Thousands of birds fly away, thousands of people disappear.

Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow. ”

This is Liu Zongyuan's landscape poems. The original intention is to express his degraded feelings of depression, grief and indignation. In four sentences, he immediately renders a state of desolation and loneliness. Although he did not directly use ”snow”, it seems that he has seen overwhelmingness when listening to poetry The heavy snow has felt the aggressive cold.

When he arrived at Pei Ziyun, there was another realm. The county magistrate listened to this person's words trembling, there was a sound of gold and stone, and he remembered more than twenty corpses, many of whom were killed by him. Now he thought: ”Good state, so murderous!”

She trembled in her heart, and the magistrate ordered the cup in one fell swoop, saying, ”Good poems-don't get drunk with this cup of wine, do it!”