When the most lively time, Dongmen Caishikou, the largest crowded population in Pengcheng County, even the stone pier was scattered and there were stalls on the stone pier. Now it is the time when the morning market is open, but Dongmen Caishikou is no longer prosperous as before.

As soon as a young man wearing a straw hat approached the archway at Caishikou, two men in uniform appeared in front of him with knives and drove him impatiently: "The East Gate Caishikou is closed, and you want to buy vegetables and go somewhere else."

"Two brothers, I have something in the store before the market is closed. Can you please be kind to you?"

"No! We are doing things under the orders of the prefect. I can't be able to adapt even if I come. You go quickly and don't stay nearby!"

One of the yamen runners even pushed and drove them away without hesitation, and seemed to have no room for maneuver.

Yan Hui took out two silver ingots from his sleeve and quietly stuffed them into their hands.

"This thing is really important to me. I go in and take a look. No matter whether I find it, I will come out immediately. It will never make it difficult for the two brothers to do - please help me for my long journey, right?"

The two yamen runners "touched" the heavy silver ingots in their hands and looked at each other.

One of them said, "...you're just coming and going?"

"Yes, I'll just take a look." Yan Hui said, "If it's really inconvenient for you, it's okay to help me find a convenient place to look out for. My thing may be on which path."

The two yamen runners took the silver ingots and turned to the restaurant behind the archway.

“…Follow me, move quickly.”

A yamen runner stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, and Yan Hui followed the other person's footsteps into the empty restaurant.

He was taken to the empty second floor, and the yamen runner kicked open a closed wing room and said, "A maximum of one stick of incense."

"Thank you brother." Yan Hui hugged him and fisted.

After the yamen runner left, Yan Hui walked into the wide open wing room and pushed open the grille window facing the street.

The three bright red characters "Dog Prefect" are laid out on the wide main street of Caishikou with their teeth and claws. Among them, the word "Dog" has been dug by craftsmen, with only one word "Dog", which is barely preserved intact.

The tingling sounds came from Caishikou from all directions, and bright red words filled every intersection with all directions, forming a manifesto filled with righteous indignation.

The manifesto with crooked and even hieroglyphics can be summarized in the first paragraph:

"The Dog Prefect 'forced' me to divorce my wife and marry another, and to make your mother's dream! A good man will marry you. I will accept your Wang family's dowry and give it back to you. Today's shame, I will return it to you a hundred times the day!"

The signature is "Li", and a pattern that looks like a phoenix that looks too simple and too exaggerated, with flapping its wings and unable to see the regular pattern.

After Yan Hui took the red letters scattered among the streets of Caishikou, he turned around and left the restaurant.

After celebrating his fists to the two yamen runners guarding downstairs, Yan Hui came to the west of the city alone and sat down at a wonton shop at the entrance of the alley.

"A bowl of meat wontons." Yan Hui said.

"Haole."

After the young boss responded, he quickly brought a bowl of steaming wontons.

"Shopkeeper, I have a reluctant request." Yan Hui launched a silver ingot and said with a smile, "I have a quirk. I like to listen to the sound and eat. The boss is knowledgeable. Can you sit down and chat with me?"

At this time, the meal time was over, and there was only one guest in the shop. The boss looked at the silver ingot on the table and sat down without realizing it.

"Customer, what do you want to talk about?" The boss smiled flatteringly and carefully put the silver ingot into the cuff.

Yan Hui was not in a hurry to eat rice, so he picked up a wooden spoon and drew the thin oil on the soup noodles.

"How long have you sold wontons on this street?"

"The young man sold here for two years, but my father sold at the same location for thirty-four years - we are the family wonton shop, and my grandfather and great-grandfather sell wontons here."

"Do you know, a young couple living in this alley?"

The boss's face changed and his eyes quickly glanced around.

"What young couples are you asking about? There are so many young couples living here-"

"Of course I was so angry that your magistrate who was angry."

"This..." The boss looked embarrassed.

Yan Hui stretched out his hand, and another silver ingot lay on the palm of his hand.

The boss quickly took it over and hid it in the cuffs that looked like a bottomless pit.

"I know, of course I know-" the boss looked around and lowered his voice, "The man's name is Li Wu. After saving the prefect's daughter, he became a sixth-rank military officer. The woman's surname is Shen, and I don't know what her name is. I have bought wontons here several times."

"Tell me about her." "This Li Wu, he—"

"I'm asking about a woman named Shen."

The boss slapped the back of his head and said, "She, she looks sixteen or seventeen years old. She doesn't know what her background is, she looks more elegant than many ladies, and she doesn't know how a rough man like Li Baihu married such a woman. There is a rumor that she is the palace maid who escaped from the imperial palace transformation - you wouldn't have come to capture her back to the palace, right?"

Yan Hui smiled and said, "There are thousands of palace servants who escaped from the palace after the palace transformation. If they were caught, what year and month will they go?"

The boss didn't notice his writing skills and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good. This lady Li is a good person, and the neighbors all like her. Li Baihu is also obedient to her. She is afraid that she will be lonely at home alone, so she specially hired a girl who is not much younger than that of Mrs. Li to take care of her."

"Who is this girl?"

"It's Zhang Shayu's eldest daughter Di Niang. If you come to this street when the market opens, you can see her helping with the family business. This girl is quick-witted and cheerful. When the Li family was still there, Li Baihu invited her to her home to do laundry and cook and take care of Mrs. Li. It's strange that Mrs. Li seems to know nothing about housework. Could it be that there are also people in the palace maids who are taking care of them?"

Yan avoided and refused to answer, and continued to ask, "Is there anything else?"

"Others... nothing else seems to be. Oh, by the way! Last year, matchmaker Wang also said that if Miss Li is unmarried, the person who comes to her to talk to the matchmaker will definitely break the threshold."

The boss racked his brains to say something useless.

Yan replied, "In your opinion, how is the relationship between them and their husband?"

"What?" The boss was confused. "It's pretty good. I've never seen two people blush."

"Is it possible that they are fake couples?"

"What does it mean?" The boss opened his mouth wide.

"What do you think about Madam Li's attitude towards Li Wu? Do you really think of Madam Li's attitude towards her husband?"

"Then can there be fake?" the boss said without hesitation. "In the past, when something happened, anyone would say that they were loving couples when they saw it, let alone-"

He paused, his alert eyes swept around, and after confirming that no one eavesdropped on their conversation, he whispered:

"Not to mention, Li Wu is not even an official for his wife now. How many people in the world can do this for women? If he ran away alone, he would have to take away the dowry prepared by the prefect for his daughter--"

"The dowry counts, how could he not disturb others from taking away so many things?"

"He just needs to talk, and there is someone else who really takes away the sale."

The boss talked about his interest and deliberately stopped like a storyteller. He waited until Yan Hui showed doubts and confusion on his face, and continued:

"I heard that Li Wu usually deals with the three religions and nine robbers. He negotiated with a black market businessman to sell it at a low price. On the night of the wedding, he thought it was a snake with the guests in front. The black market businessman brought a group of people and stole the dowry he had just moved in from behind. It was still heard - I heard that after Li Wu entered the bridal chamber, the bride waited for a long time but didn't hear any movement. When she opened her eyes, Li Wu had already escaped! The prefect sent someone to see, "What a guy, there was a big hole in the wardrobe, and the other end went straight to the outside of the courtyard!"

The boss spoke with excitement, as if it was not Li Wu who was absconding on the wedding night, but himself.

He also realized his excitement, coughed dryly, stabilized his expression, and continued:

"Ms. Wang, who is still wearing a wedding dress, immediately wanted to jump into the well and commit suicide. She was stopped and fainted from crying, but no one could care about her - because the provocation book in Caishikou was discovered, most of the people in Pengcheng County went to watch the fun!"

"Now everyone knows that the prefect uses his power to suppress others and 'force' hundreds of households to divorce their wives and marry another family. The Wang family has become a laughing stock in Xuzhou. Our prefect was so angry that he had a stroke all night and is still lying on the bed-"

"I don't know what Li Wu used to make the paint, so I couldn't wash it off no matter how hard I washed it. I could only pry it off with the stones - have you ever seen it at Caishikou? I heard from a relative of a craftsman that most of the Caishikou became bumpy because of Li Wu's provocative book! The government office gave them the dead orders to dig out all the stones with words within ten days!"

"Miss Wang's family lost her reputation, and her dowry was empty. The prefect, the magistrate, was furious and hit. People often say that the forced melon is not sweet. The Wang family's marriage is not just not sweet. It's just a matter of being bitter and blushed!" The boss sighed, "This matter is so big, I don't know how it will end in the end. When Li Wu became the guest of honor at the prefect, who would have thought of today's ending?"

"Look at the so-called 'Mrs. Li', but this person?"

Yan Hui took out a four-foot scroll from his arms and unfolded it, and the girl with a long hairy cat appeared on the paper.

The boss squinted his eyes and said decisively: "It's her! It's her!"

"Have you read it carefully?" Yan Hui frowned.

"Of course, I'll look carefully. The young man is not as old as a dizzy person." The boss glanced at him again and said affirmatively, "You go and ask Di Niang, she will definitely tell you that this is Mrs. Li who is like a fake one."

"Do you know where this Mrs. Li went?"

"How can a young outsider know these inside stories..." The boss shook his head, "I thought I was retired to my parents' home, but Li Wu has disappeared now. I guess they were going to take refuge in other places."

Yan Hui fell into silence.

"What is the purpose of the guest asking about Miss Li...?" The boss looked at Yan Hui carefully.

"Forget what I just asked."

Yan Hui put down the wooden spoon, picked up the long sword on the table, got up and left the wonton shop.

The wontons floating in the oily state did not move.

"...What a weird person." The boss muttered to pick up the clean wontons.

The heavy and neat footsteps sounded from the front of the street. The boss looked up and changed his face. He threw down the wontons in a panic and hurriedly pulled the tables and chairs on the street to the side.

A team of soldiers with neat steps surrounded the black-armored soldiers on their horses and stepped across the streets with great momentum, while pedestrians and vendors avoided them.

The general riding a horse reached the intersection of the street where the Wang House was located and turned over and dismounted, walking all the way until he knocked on the gate of the Wang House.

After a long time, an old man with a slight look of anxiety came to open the door for him.

The general was taken to the study room of the main courtyard. Before he could step into the door, he smelled the strong smell of "medicine".

In the study, there was a miserable cloud and mist, and the maids and servants standing were all as white as paper.

The general walked into the inner bedroom and saluted the person on the bed.
To be continued...