The people in front naturally separated and let Qian Yiqun come forward. It was the first time Qian Yiqun met an official, and he didn't know what kind of etiquette he could only kneel down and respond first: "Go back to my parents, my father Qian Datong is unable to leave, and he feels guilty. He is a special boy who comes to serve." After that, he secretly raised his eyes and looked at the official seal official sitting in the court.

The county magistrate's surname is Chen, who is only thirty years old, and his fair and clean face has some beards. Judging from his appearance, he was born in the Shili family. In the first year of Chongzhen, he ranked in the 39th place in the second grade. For some reason, he was not allowed to enter the Hanlin Academy and devoted himself to replacing the county magistrate who was released, but he encountered the unlucky thing that his concubine was picked.

He was young and energetic, so he naturally couldn't swallow this. When he came out to be an official, his elders also told him about "official officials bullying officials", so when he came to Wu County, he mainly focused on establishing his power and was not ruthless to his subordinate officials.

County Magistrate Chen snorted coldly: "It depends on your young age, what's the use!"

"Old parents," Qian Yiqun looked up and said, "If you do things, the boy will naturally be less steady and capable than his father, but now he is going to catch the thief. The boy is young and strong, and he will be far better than his father. Please give him a clear look."

When the county magistrate Chen heard that this was indeed the case, he snorted coldly and said, "At a young age, how can I lead the squad? Let's go down and obey the order!" At that moment, the deputy squad leader Zhu Yun came to obey, and it was Qian Yiqun's cousin. Qian Yiqun stood behind his uncle and followed several Kuaishou teams. Seeing that the left and right Kuaishou had both hands holding iron rulers and carrying ropes, Qian Yiqun suddenly felt more superior.

At least the cross knife on the waist is made according to the standard of the embroidered spring sword. It is slightly shorter than the long sword, slightly longer than the single sword, lighter and narrower, and easy to carry. The thick back and thin blade are like a razor. The handle is quite long and can be used with one hand or both hands. It is said that it is powerful in the hands of famous sword masters, and can even chop the horse's head.

Qian Yiqun was a man who had already decided to take over, so Qian Datong naturally taught him several sword techniques. However, the Qian family was a constable who became a monk at the halfway point, and he could only chop and stab and stab. Moreover, in Wuxian, a prosperous place like fish and rice, Qian Datong was on duty for 30 years, and he could count the number of times he drew his sword with one hand.

After listening to the county order, Class 3 immediately divided the flower-picking thiefs in the southeast, northwest and the whole city searched for the flower-picking thiefs. Although the county magistrate vowed to bring the thief to justice, the errands below were not so excited. Most of them were bachelors, and the ones who didn't have to worry about the flower-picking thiefs. On the contrary, because the appearance of the thiefs had more talks and more materials for fantasy, each of them just wanted to deal with a job.

Qian Yiqun followed Zhu Yunsheng out of the county government. Looking at the 8-foot-tall cousin, he said, "Uncle, will the thief wait for us to come and catch us?"

Zhu Yunsheng looked up at the sky and said heavily: "How can we make such a big fuss when dealing with such thieves? They have long since disappeared. In fact, they are just doing it for the rich to see, so as not to say that the county magistrate does not do practical things."

"Rich family?" Qian Yiqun was surprised, "Who is rich family?"

"It's the Zhang family." Zhu Yunsheng said, "There are also huge Sangyuan in Mudu, and they also raise dozens of families. In the end, the thief was sneaked into the lady's boudoir by the thief in broad daylight. When the mother-in-law entered, the people were already cold."

Qian Yiqun took a deep breath and frowned slightly: Rape is shameless enough, and he still kills people! This guy is so crazy! With this thought, his hand tightened even more.

Zhu Yunsheng stopped, glared at Qian Yiqun, and said, "Where did you get such a murderous aura at such a young age?"

Qian Yiqun was stunned: "What murderous aura?"

Zhu Yunsheng's lips moved, knowing that he was talking too much. It is normal for young people to be filled with righteous indignation and anger and killing spirit, so there is no need to say much. However, in the eyes of the old Jianghu, this murderous aura is the bright moon in the night, and the bright light in the dark room. If you meet a master, you will inevitably suffer losses.

He said, "It is the right thing to be angry but not kill. Look at your father, no matter how angry he is, he can hold it in his mouth, and he will not vomit or reveal it. This is the real kung fu."

Qian Yiqun was aware of it. He knew that his uncle had just been moved and was surprised and admired. However... "My father knows kung fu? Is he a master?" Qian Yiqun asked with great interest.

"Where is not practicing in life? Who said that you must be skilled?" Zhu Yunsheng shook the iron sword in his hand and said, "When the fight starts, stand far away, don't hurt your own people by chance."

Qian Yiqun then realized that the squads were all four or five steps behind and had no intention of rushing forward to capture the enemy.

In Wuxian, which is 100,000 households, God knows where the thief will hide. Qian Yiqun thought to himself that this guy is so diligent in committing crimes, and it is quite unsatisfactory. Why did he hold it in so long before? Speaking of which, flower-picking thieves are not an industry with extremely high technical thresholds!

A lightning exploded in Qian Yiqun's mind.

If this person hadn't just arrived in Wuxian, then he would be a person who had been suppressed for a long time on weekdays and suddenly gained the capital for committing crimes. Think about the families who were victimized, they were either rich or noble, but the lady had never been famous. If it were the genuine flower-picking thief, shouldn't he attack the legendary beauty? This guy seemed to be taking revenge.

Thinking of the "Hundred Beauty Picture" in my hand, Qian Yiqun was sweating coldly. If there is any capital that allows people to do evil, then Zhou Tian Meiling, who brings magical powers, will be the first to be affected!

Qian Yiqun calculated the time again and happened to meet him. Could it be that the charming spirits he released were possessed by a man who was often oppressed, causing him to use rape and murder to avenge his past grudges? When those wealthy and wealthy families were planning their enemies, they naturally couldn't remember which beggar kicked one day and another... But that kick was enough to make the beggar turn over and take revenge.

And he kept staring at other people's female relatives, it seemed that this person was mostly at a disadvantage.

"What are you thinking?" Zhu Yunsheng saw that his nephew was getting slower and slower, so he had to stop and ask.

Qian Yiqun told Zhu Yunsheng his inference and said, "Instead of casting a net in the sky, we might as well go back and check it out where Miss Zhang has been and who has offended."

After listening to his nephew's analysis, Zhu Yunsheng's mouth was dry and his face looked bitter, and said, "No need to check it. If you said it right, I already know this person."

"Who?" Qian Yiqun asked curiously.

"Old Dog Wei." Zhu Yunsheng spit out three words and sighed.

When Wei Laogou heard it, he was the name of a poor, lower-middle peasant class.

What Qian Yiqun wanted to know more was what this person came from, so he asked: "Who is this person?"

"It may not be him." Zhu Yunsheng suddenly changed his mouth, which was comparable to the "eating and vomiting" in crosstalk. He seemed to have found a good excuse for himself: "I'm just guessing randomly, you can pretend that you didn't listen."

The next task was very relaxed. Qian Yiqun obviously found that his cousin was absent-minded. Seeing that it was dark and the night wind was making people feel chilly, he found an excuse to leave the shift and go home. Of course, there were tragic servants who had to continue patrolling the streets. He also took three or five copper coins from the deputy squad to eat wine, and he was happy and had no complaints.

When Qian Yiqun returned home, he saw the lights in the main hall and his family was not sleeping. Qian's mother had returned from Xuanmiao Temple for a while, with a string of rosary beads in her hand, her eyes were slightly closed and she silently recited the name of Taiyi Saving the Debauchery Heavenly Lord.

Seeing Qian Yiqun come back, Qian's mother opened her eyes and cried, and said, "My son, where have you been there in the past few days?"

The second old man of Qian family was nearly thirty years old and had a son like Qian Yiqun, which was considered a child in old age. Especially Qian's mother, who was a veritable elderly woman at that time, hid a saw under the mattress before giving birth. Once she had difficulty giving birth, she would have to let the Wenpo see the pelvic bones and take out the baby, which was also considered to have completed the task for the Qian family to pass on the family line.

Fortunately, Qian Yiqun was reincarnated with Su Hui. He didn't make much trouble when he was born and worked hard to cooperate, so that the mother and son were safe. There was a precedent for his mother to hate his son because of difficult childbirth, so it was natural for Qian's mother to spoil this hero who gave birth.

Qian Yiqun came up to pay homage to his mother and smiled and said, "My son has a fairy fate. He has a moment in the mountains and three days in the world. In fact, he has nothing to feel."

Qian's mother curled her mouth and said unhappily: "You monkey spirit are just trying to coax you into your mother. Is there really a god in this world? Sit down and let your mother see, you have lost weight these days."

Qian Yiqun felt helpless and whispered: Since you don’t believe in the gods, why are you going to burn incense and worship the gods?

Qian Datong was complained by his wife for a while, and he felt very regretful that his son was in danger. Seeing that his son came back safely, he coughed and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Qian Yiqun told the truth before he asked: "Father, who is that old dog Wei?"

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Chapter completed!