S presents today's update, by the way, pull a vote for the 515 Fan Festival, everyone has 8 votes, and the vote will also give coins, kneel and beg everyone to support and appreciate "People are not dead in the lacquer garden, as long as they don't die in our lacquer garden, we can push it" "Yes, yes, yes," the mayor agreed.
"It's just that Dai Daguan didn't happen here in our Qiyuan, what does it have to do with our Qiyuan, he inspected the world, where he offended people and was hunted down, who knows?"
Zhuangzi followed behind the town elder and entered the town lord's house in the town ya.
The mayor's wife, as Zhuangzi called her "sister-in-law", waited there respectfully.
From her look, it can be seen that she regards herself as a guest of honor and is waiting for herself.
The sister-in-law didn't speak, and when she saw Zhuangzi coming, she respectfully saluted Zhuangzi, and then turned around and went to work.
"Hello sister-in-law," Zhuangzi returned the salute.
After a while, the servant brought tea.
"I haven't washed up yet," Zhuangzi laughed.
"Hurry up and wait for Zhuangzi to wash up," the mayor shouted at his subordinates very unhappily.
At this time, the sky outside is a little brighter than before, but the house still needs to be lit.
The lights and daylight compete with each other, and the world looks dim.
The subordinates were busy preparing to wash up, and Zhuangzi peeked at the busy subordinates, feeling very embarrassed.
He didn't mean to, just wanted to joke about it.
As a result, the mayor of the town became angry and angry with his subordinates.
"What the hell is going on, what happened to Dai Daguanren," Zhuangzi hurriedly changed the subject.
"Alas," the mayor sighed, took out a bamboo slip from the side, and handed it to Zhuangzi.
Zhuangzi took it, opened it and looked at it.
Sure enough, it was an urgent official letter from the capital of the Song Kingdom.
It turned out that three days after Dai Daguan left the paint garden, he was chased and killed by unknown people.
Along the way, all the retinue died.
In the end, Dai Daguan's life and death were unknown and he lost contact.
Song Jun ordered that wherever Dai Daguan passed, local officials must truthfully report his whereabouts and matters to the authorities, and cooperate with the investigation above.
As for the specific details, the people above don't know either.
Zhuangzi put down the bamboo slip and frowned.
Report truthfully, how to truthfully report the attack on the post station by the people of Qiyuan "This, this, this" The mayor's eyes kept looking at Zhuangzi, and when he saw Zhuangzi's brows tightened, he suddenly collapsed again.
The servant brought water for washing, and Zhuangzi washed his face and rinsed his mouth.
Then he looked at the mayor.
"We will not submit the submission for the time being, and wait and see what happens.
Send someone to inquire again, if this Dai Daguan has done evil in other places, if other places have also offended people, and the evil is even worse, is there still it?"
Zhuangzi lowered his voice and said: "We have to prepare a substitute for the dead ghost, but it really can't work, so we will find a substitute for the dead ghost to come out and take the blame, you know" "For the dead," the mayor replied in alarm.
But immediately a knowing smile appeared on his face.
"But," Zhuangzi added: "Finding a substitute ghost is not just pulling someone to kill, you can't kill innocents indiscriminately, you know, now the main thing is to see how the above comes to check whether we here, if the above does not track us here, but traces other places, we write a submission to report what happened, that is not not to ask for hardship, is it?"
"Yes, yes, that's" Helped the mayor come up with an idea and had breakfast at the mayor's house.
Then he followed the mayor of the town, went to the town hall, and discussed the matter with the town officials.
As for the attack on the post station, the townsmen felt that they were innocent, and that the people themselves were causing trouble, and they did not instigate it.
If the top investigates it, then the person who took the lead in making trouble can only be pulled out to take the blame.
Moreover, they worked seriously, but they were beaten and scolded by Dai Daguan's subordinates, and they were wronged. scolded one by one in their hearts, people like Dai Daguan deserve to die.
Relying on the fact that he was Song Jun's cousin and accompanying him, he came down to bully officials and the people, arousing public anger.
The consequences of this are also conceivable.
After eating Chinese food in the town office, Zhuangzi hurriedly left the town government and went home.
The other town officials also went to the back door one by one to inquire about the latest news.
Some people are even looking for scapegoats to shirk their responsibilities.
There are also people who even push the responsibility on Zhuangzi.
It is said that the people's attack on the post station that day was triggered by the competition between Zhuangzi and the beggars and the beggars.
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The responsibility should be borne by Zhuangzi, and it has nothing to do with the town government and the people of Qiyuan Town.
When Zhuangzi returned home, the black-clothed senior brother, the two gray-clothed protectors, and the seller were all waiting anxiously.
They also heard in the bazaar in the morning about the accident of Dai Daguan and the order of the king of the Song State to investigate, and they were all very worried that Zhuangzi could not escape the involvement.
"It's okay, it's okay," Zhuangzi said calmly.
"Brother Zhuang" came over and hugged Zhuangzi's arm, tears in his eyes.
"What are you doing, what are you doing," Zhuangzi shook off the sale.
But it didn't get rid of it.
"Brother Zhuang, I'm scared woo" "What are you afraid of, isn't there still me, is there still a senior brother in black, and everyone?"
"Brother Zhuang, if this matter is found on our heads, what should we do, Brother Zhuang, we will woo woo" Remembering that he had just had a stable home and a stable life, and now he was facing another crisis, he was worried and anxious again.
Hearing that something had happened to Dai Daguan, the beggar and beggar brothers looked very excited.
However, when they heard that Dai Daguan's life and death were unknown, they were also anxious.
They knew that if Dai Daguan had not died, revenge would have been indispensable.
Anyone he doubted, none of them could please him.
If Dai Daguan died, the king of Song must hunt down and kill him.
Zhuangzi got rid of the entanglement of selling children, came to the bedside, and asked the beggar half.
"How long have you been following Dai Daguan, what happened to you along the way, you should know where he is and caused a big disaster, it won't be just here in Qiyuan, right?"
The beggar raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuangzi, and quickly lowered his head again.
For some reason, he became more and more afraid of Zhuangzi.
After spending so much time with Zhuangzi, the black-clothed senior brother, and the two gray-clothed protectors, he already had a basic understanding of Taoism.
He was particularly worried that he would be killed by Zhuangzi if he was not careful.
His understanding and feeling is that Taoism does not reason with you when dealing with bad people.
You say that no matter how reasonable you are, you are a bad person, and you may die at any time, and the bad person will be in front of the Taoists, and you have no human rights.
If you want to be immortal, you can only show it realistically, and if you abandon evil and follow good, Taoism will give you another chance.
"You said you had done all the evil things along the way, and I promise that Zhuangzi would not kill you," the two gray-clad protectors persuaded as they spoke.
"I promise with my life that Zhuangzi will not kill you, and say who you have offended along the way," the black-clothed senior brother also persuaded on the side.
"If you don't say it, don't say it," the seller threatened: "I won't cook for you at night" Hearing this, everyone laughed.
As you all know, selling children is just lip service.
The beggar moved and wanted to speak.
But when he saw that all the people were looking at him, he stopped again.
"I, we don't wear officials, he and he have done too many bad things along the way" With everyone's assurance, the beggar began to speak.
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