Ning Hai got the order of Second Master Wen, watched the little man clean up Uncle Gu's bleeding face, stood at the door, looked at it carefully for a while, motioned to the little man, and the two of them worked together to put Uncle Gu, who had begun to stiffen, to the table, and forced him to fall asleep on the edge of the table.
After setting up Uncle Gu, the little man nodded at Ning Hai, went out with his bag of things, Ning Haizai carefully checked the house, exited the house, and hid in the darkness in the corner of the house.
Master Gu glanced in from the half-hidden door and laughed, "Your kid is really here, eating and drinking by yourself, and I don't know how to call Lao Tzu." ” Master Gu pushed the door in, and Ning Hai immediately stood in front of the window, looking at the room with a heart through the small hole.
Master Gu entered the house, first looked at the dishes on the table, picked up the chopsticks, scooped up a piece of mutton from the hot pot, and was not afraid of being hot, he ate it slightly, and then picked up a piece of roast lamb leg and stuffed it into his mouth, "Where did you get the silver, this mutton is good, and the stewed pig's tail of Lao Sun's family is delicious."
Master Gu ate hot pot and ate lamb leg, ate lamb leg and stewed pig's tail, and then ate pig's head meat, the chopsticks never stopped, the chopsticks didn't stop, the mouth didn't stop, and the other hand could touch the wine jug, poured himself a large glass of wine, took advantage of the time to raise his head and drink, and even claimed to praise, "This wine is good and the daughter is red."
Where did you get the silver to have such a good enjoyment, you kid is not called Lao Tzu" Master Gu was talking to Uncle Gu vaguely, while the chopsticks kept and the wine glass didn't stop.
Ning Hai sighed and shook his head, unable to say anything in his heart.
The Gu family was also famous for its nobility back then, and it has only been a few years since their descendants fell to this virtue, which is not even as good as a street scoundrel Master Gu even ate and drank, and even burped a few times after eating, and his drunk chopsticks couldn't hold steadily, but he was still reluctant to put down his chopsticks and wine glass.
"You kid, this daughter is red, Lao Tzu has not had good wine for four or five or five or six years, the meat is good, you kid" Master Gu's tongue was knotted, the chopsticks poked back and forth and couldn't get into the plate, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and Master Gu read again, "You kid" lay on the table.
After a moment, Master Gu suddenly raised his head and said vaguely, "You kid go" Before he finished speaking, Master Gu fell on the table again, burped violently, and his body was soft like mud, slipping down from the chair and falling under the table.
The sky was bright, and it was already three strokes in the morning, and Master Gu was woken up by a bowl of cold water.
"Back to the masters, the little old man really doesn't know, the little old man is in this shop, this business is not good, this will be the big man, you talk about it, the little old man is who to provoke the little old man said once, the little understanding is to know the Gu family uncle, but yesterday he came late, the little old man was not on the counter, only to know later, the Gu family uncle came to the big man Mingjian, this Gu family uncle is very poor, who in the capital does not know that the little old man is a small profit, no matter when the Gu family uncle comes, the rules are to pay the silver first, and then prepare, little old man" Master Gu was sober at the moment when he was poured a bowl of cold water, but he was not only full of people, but also full of people standing outside the house, as well as the shopkeeper's words, and he was confused.
"What's wrong?"
asked Master Gu blankly.
"Your son is dead, don't you know," Shi Bantou of the Beijing Mansion Yamen frowned and looked at Master Gu and asked.
"What" Master Gu couldn't believe his ears, "It's impossible, Sixian is so good, when I came yesterday, Sixian he studied well" Master Gu said anxiously, he must have made a mistake, it's good, his son, his son is such a good son, how can he say that there is no more "You said that when you came yesterday, Uncle Gu was fine" Shi Bantou looked Master Gu up and down, this idiot, he was good when he came yesterday, then he died today, there was only him and his son this night, could it be that he killed his own son "It's coming."
The official outside spread the word, and Shi Bantou hurriedly ordered to invite him in quickly.
The little man came in with his baggage, saluted Shi Bantou, bowed around again, squatted next to Uncle Gu's corpse, and began to look through it.
"What's going on" Shi Bantou looked at it with bated breath for a moment, and asked with some concern.
"Back to the head of the class, the little one looked at it, it should have been too much wine and too anxious, and he was drunk to death."
He looked at it for a moment, then turned his head to meet Shi Bantou and replied.
"Alas" Shi Bantou sighed speechlessly, held his back, looked at Master Gu and said: "Just now, you heard that your son was drunk to death, you said that you are a father, how did you become a father You said that when you came yesterday, your son was fine, you slept all night, and let your son get drunk to death" Shi Bantou looked indignant, and pointed at Master Gu's heart-wrenching reprimand.
Master Gu sat on the ground, covered his face, and cried.
"Don't cry, let's talk about what to do first This is your son, alas, your father, delayed his own son to death, what do you say, alas, it seems that you are unintentional, you are his own father, you missed to death, the law is not investigated, you can do it yourself."
Shi Bantou continued.
"My child" Master Gu is really heartbroken, this is his most beloved child, to be exact, in his feelings and cognition, this is his only child, and now he is dead, because of his negligence, he drank too much, drunk, he drunk his son, his only son, the only child "Don't just cry, you can talk about it, I'll tell you what to do about it, two ways" Shi Bantou looked even more impatient, "One, your son, your family's own business, you pull back by yourself and handle the aftermath, we don't care about this matter." ” Shi Bantou approached Master Gu and raised his voice to make sure that Master Gu could hear his words, "The second way, Jingguan, what should I do about this matter, your son has to be carried to the yamen, as I said just now, it's best to cut open the stomach and see, you can't leave a corpse if you die, don't cry now, say a word first, what to do If you choose the first one, your son will pull it home by yourself, let's go back to the Yamen of the Beijing Mansion, no matter what, if it is the second one, your son will pull it back now, open the intestines" "I, my poor child, can't die without a body, this is my family's business, my family's family affairs, my virtuous brother, Daddy is sorry for you" Master Gu cried with a handful of snot and a handful of tears
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