The sun rises in Fusang tree, which is ten feet high. Everything in the world is as tiny as a hair.
The sun rises in the east, the sky is full of red clouds, and the warmth descends from the sky, wandering freely on the bustling streets of the capital. There are shops on both sides of the street, and the morning light is lightly sprinkled on the red bricks and green tiles or the colorful eaves of the pavilions, adding a bit of haziness and poetry to the morning scene of the prosperous capital city in front of you.
In front of a restaurant on the street, a crowd of people gathered together. In the middle of the crowd were four people, two Jinyiwei, and a bright and beautiful man and a shabby boy who were arguing with each other in front of the two men.
"You still say you didn't embezzle my money. Your medicine is not cheap, so where did you get the money? You still don't admit it even though you were caught red-handed!"
The well-dressed man pointed excitedly at the herbs in the shabby boy's hand and questioned angrily.
"You're talking nonsense. This is the medicine I bought with the money I brought from home."
The shabby boy retorted indignantly with a red face when questioned by the glamorous man.
The two men became more and more excited as they talked, and in front of the two Jinyiwei, they were arguing endlessly, each holding their own opinion.
"Don't make a fuss. I will make my own judgment on the right and wrong."
Looking at the two people arguing in front of him, the Jinyiwei in Feiyufu knocked the closed folding fan in his hand hard against his palm, making a snapping sound, which shocked the two people who were arguing.
"Listen to what Shen has said. If anyone makes another noise, let's see whether it's you who's stubborn, the one with words or the one with prison food!" Another Jinyiwei in blue and black clothes shook the embroidered spring sword at his waist.
"You speak first." The Jinyiwei in Feiyu uniform pointed at the bright and handsome man and said.
Upon hearing this, the bright and handsome man put his hands on the ground and kowtowed in thanks, then pointed at the shabby boy and said confidently:
"Thank you, sir. This is what happened. I..."
When Feiyufu Jinyiwei questioned the two parties about the case, Zhu Pingan took a look at the periphery and then turned his attention to the surroundings. There were many shops around. But not far away there happened to be an old man selling candied haws, so Zhu Pingan came out of the crowd and walked towards the old man.
"Father-in-law, how much are these candied haws?" Zhu Ping'an walked up to the old man and asked.
"Thank you, 6 cents a string." The old man stretched out his hand and made a six gesture and replied.
After hearing the old man's answer, Zhu Ping'an lowered his head, counted out six coins from his pocket, handed them to the old man, and bought a string of candied haws.
"Uncle, how long have you been running the stall today? Is business good?" Zhu Ping'an took the candied haws handed to him by the old man and started chatting with a smile on his face.
The old man who was selling candied haws had done a good job and was in a good mood. He was also worried that he had to watch the candied haws stall and couldn't go to see the fun, but now someone came to chat with him, which was what he wanted, so he started chatting with Zhu Pingan.
"Uncle has been setting up his stall early in the morning. Do you see what's happening in front?" After chatting for a few sentences, Zhu Ping'an pointed at the crowd in front and asked the old man.
"Oh, you really asked the right person. I saw it clearly just now. Early in the morning, the boy came from that direction carrying a few bags of herbs. He walked past me, and not far away, I saw the boy looking at the wall, and then he squatted down and picked up a purse made of blue cloth. The boy was really lucky. However, the boy was also honest. After picking up the purse, he squatted there and didn't leave. He waited there for the owner for a long time."
"Then, after a while, I saw the man coming from the other direction. He was walking and looking around, as if he was looking for something."
"So, the boy asked the man what he was looking for. The man said he lost his purse and was looking for it. Then the boy gave the purse to the man. The man took the purse, opened it and counted the money. He turned from worry to joy and left without saying thank you."
"However, not long after he left, the man came back and then we saw them arguing."
The old man selling candied haws slowly told the whole story, and Zhu Pingan nodded after listening, and the whole story was roughly clear. According to the old man, the story was basically like this: the bright and beautiful man lost his purse, and the shabby boy picked it up. When the bright and beautiful man came to look for it, he gave the purse to him. After the bright and beautiful man got the purse, he opened it and counted it, and his worry turned into joy. That is to say, the wallet was lost and found, and the money inside was not missing a penny. But he left and came back, just thinking that this kid was really stupid, he didn't want the money he found, so I might as well extort some more money from him.
However, in order to ensure the authenticity of the matter, after saying goodbye to the old man, Zhu Ping'an strolled to another nearby stall. This was a stall selling sesame cakes. The stall owner was an uncle, and there was a little kid sucking his fingers beside him.
Walking to the stall, Zhu Ping'an bought two sesame cakes, then squatted down to tease the little kid, praised him and gave the candied haws in his hand to the kid.
Then, Zhu Ping'an asked the uncle selling the pancakes stall about the situation, and what the uncle said was basically the same as what the old man selling the candied haws said.
After saying goodbye to the uncle selling the pancakes, Zhu Ping'an gave the two pancakes he bought to the beggar who was leaning against the wall to bask in the sun. He asked him about what had just happened, and the beggar said basically the same thing.
So, the thing is that the handsome man turned a evil into an evil and extorted money.
So Zhu Ping'an walked towards the crowd.
In the crowd, the Jinyiwei in Feiyu uniform was still interrogating the two men. While interrogating, he carefully observed their eyes and expressions to see if their eyes were flickering, and if they were blushing because they were at a loss for words. In addition, the Jinyiwei in Feiyu uniform was moving his ears slightly, listening carefully to the two men's answers and their breath.
This is also the interrogation experience accumulated by Feiyufu Jinyiwei when he served as a county magistrate to solve cases. The first is to listen to his words, that is, to listen to his words. If he is not right, he will be at a loss for words. The second is to listen to his color, that is, to observe his color. If he is not right, his face will turn red. The third is to listen to his breath. If he is not right, his breath will be uncomfortable. The fourth is to listen to his ears, that is, to observe his hearing. If he is not right, he will not hear clearly. The fifth is to listen to his eyes, that is, to observe his eyes. If he is not right, his eyes will flicker.
After the interrogation, the Jinyiwei in Feiyufu had understood the truth and concluded that the shabby boy was an honest boy. No matter how he asked, he said the same thing. The handsome man was different. He went out to get money last night. It was curfew. What were you doing outside? When he asked himself, he was also confused and his words were inconsistent.
Therefore, the Feiyufu Jinyiwei decided to punish the handsome man.
"You are lying!" The Jinyiwei in Feiyu uniform pointed his folding fan at the handsome man.
"My lord, I am innocent and I am the victim. My lord, you cannot be deceived by his appearance. There must be something hateful about pitiful people. My lord, this kid is wearing shabby clothes and buying medicine. He is greedy for money, my lord."
Seeing this, the handsome man was filled with indignation. He fell to his knees and started crying.
This guy is not easy to deal with. He is a bit stubborn and persistent. The Jinyiwei in Feiyufu looked at the man kneeling on the ground and howling, and for a moment he was worried about how to handle this case.
The Jinyiwei in Feiyu uniform turned his head to look at his companion, only to see that the Jinyiwei in blue and black uniform was also frowning.
If this Jinyiwei in Feiyufu was an ordinary Jinyiwei, he would have just stepped forward and made a wise judgment using his identity as a Jinyiwei. However, the problem was that this Jinyiwei in Feiyufu was a well-read Jinshi who had served as a county magistrate for several terms. He had to convince people with reason.
So, I was a little worried.
When Feiyufu Jinyiwei was worrying about how to deal with it, he heard a young man's laughter behind him. He turned around and saw a simple and honest young man smiling and saying:
"It's easy. The young man picked up a purse of three taels of silver, and this man lost a purse of six taels of silver, which means that the purse is not his."
When Feiyufu Jinyiwei heard this, he was greatly inspired. He looked at the honest young man with admiration, then turned to the two parties present and said, "Yes, that's right. This purse is temporarily given to the young man who found it. Go and wait for the owner. If the owner doesn't come, I will give it to you to use. You can buy medicine for your parents. As for you, this is not the purse you lost. Go and find the one you lost. Don't deny it, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
As he spoke, the Jinyiwei in Feiyu uniform took the purse from the handsome man and put it into the hands of the shabby young man.
"But sir, this purse is mine. My purse is made of blue cloth." The handsome man hurriedly said with regret upon hearing this.
"Haha, blue cloth purse, I have one too. There are many blue cloth purses. Go find the purse with six taels of silver that you lost."
The honest young man in the crowd took out his blue cloth purse from his sleeve, tossed it, and smiled with the corners of his lips raised.
The bright and beautiful man was stared at by the crowd, unable to say a word, and had to leave in disgrace. He regretted it. He had gambled all night and finally won three taels of silver. He was greedy. Hey, he will try his luck again tomorrow. I hope the luck from last night will still be there. (To be continued.)