Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Jianghu people?

Chu Hang held the letter in one hand and the iron mark in the other, thinking about the location of the Jianghu sect here.

If you really want to find the other party, you should actually try to contact the Governor Zou Jie. Maybe you can't get in touch, so you can use my mouth to tell?

In fact, Jianghu people are also a group that Chu Hang needs to understand, especially in this place. He has done some homework before and knows the complications.

To be honest, Chu Hang has not thought about how to deal with people in Jianghu, but if the details of production are true, he has to pay attention to them.

And when he got the note, Chu Hang had a feeling in his heart that the content on the note was probably true. There was no evidence for this, it was just a special intuition in his heart.

There may be many complexities behind this matter, and even if it is confirmed, it will not be solved immediately. This matter is not something that Xiaoluling County Government can handle completely, and it cannot be impatient.

Chu Hang had already put away the letter paper and iron label, and continued to handle official business as if he had never received this Jianghu letter.

It was already evening, and soon a government servant came to deliver the meal. One person was holding a tray, and the other was holding an umbrella for him, or rather, an umbrella for the vegetables on the tray.

"Sir, it's time to eat."

"Oh, it's already this hour, thank you very much."

Chu Hang raised his head and looked at the two government officials who walked into the house. Although they were carrying umbrellas, their clothes were a little wet from the rain.

Chu Hang put aside the official documents and other things on the table, and together with the Yamen servants, he put out the food on the tray. It included meat, vegetables and soup, which was considered a sumptuous meal.

"Sir, it started to rain in the afternoon and has been continuous. Tomorrow's gathering will be muddy and very inconvenient. Why don't you go?"

The yamen servant suggested, and Chu Hang, who picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, shook his head repeatedly.

"How can it be done? Go, you must go. The information learned in this collection is indispensable!"

"But the rain may not stop tomorrow!"

Another yamen officer also said the same thing, but Chu Hang's smile did not change.

"It's okay. I guess it will stop at midnight. Just prepare your carriages and horses as usual."

After Chu Hang finished speaking with a smile, he put the meat into his mouth and started chewing and tasting it. From Lingdong to here, he was used to physical and mental work. When a person is busy, the body will consume a lot, and everything he eats will taste better.

Late at night, in the common room of the government office, one of the government officials woke up from urinating to go to the toilet. When he opened the door, wind and rain poured in, causing a colleague in the room to curse.

The yamen servant hurriedly walked close to the eaves. Looking at the sky, he couldn't help but think that the gathering in the south of the city after dawn would be uncomfortable.

Because it was raining, the yamen servant looked around and stopped going to the latrine, so he peed directly on the corner of the eaves facing outside.

As he peeed, the rain gradually decreased. The yamen man stretched out his hand and saw that the rain had stopped.

"Dong, dong dong~" "It's three o'clock at midnight, everything is safe~~~"

The sound of the watch came in the distance, which also made the Yamen servant slightly surprised. He couldn't help but think of what the county magistrate said before nightfall.

Will the rain stop at midnight? It must be a coincidence, right?

The yamen officer took back his tools with a shudder, stretched out his hand to catch some of the rainwater still dripping from the cornice, rubbed his hands, wiped them on the wall behind him, and went back to the house.

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Luling County has the habit of going to large fairs on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. On this day, many people in and around the city and in various villages will go to the south city, which is usually a little empty.

There are people selling and buying goods, and it is extremely lively anyway.

Before dawn, Chu Hang got up early and dressed up. Naturally, he would not be wearing official uniform today. When he arrived at the backyard of the county government office, the carriages and horses were already ready.

However, although it was only bright when Chu Hang left the county seat from the south gate of the city, it was already very lively when he arrived at the city gate, and there was a bustling crowd outside the city gate.

The market area outside the city is already crowded with people. Some people may have gone out in the middle of the night to prepare.

"Stop, I'll go down and walk." "Sir, the road is not easy to walk on."

"It's easier to walk than to drive."

When Chu Hang got off the car, his feet felt soft and muddy as soon as they touched the ground. However, this may have an impact on ordinary scribes and officials, but for him, it was a child's play. He had never seen anything like that in Lingdong.

A young government official kept his feet away from the road on this kind of road, not wanting to get his newly-collared boots dirty, while Chu Hang strode toward the crowd over there, with the old government officials beside him following closely, even looking back. He glared at the novice, who could only quickly follow.

The market was full of people and stalls. In addition to the sounds of chatting, bargaining, and occasional yelling, there were also some sounds of livestock mixed in, making it very noisy.

Many of the common people were carrying large baskets on their backs. They had goods they had bought and goods they were preparing to sell. Many times Chu Hang had to turn sideways when passing some places.

There were a lot of people gathered in front of a large stall. This stall had a large umbrella covered with wooden poles and large oil paper, and two rows of goods were placed on small wooden tables.

"There is some medicinal wine for bruises, as well as the newly arrived rouge gouache. There are also some spices here. They are all in short supply. Take a look. If you don't have enough money, you can exchange them for leather goods or mountain goods. If anyone has any, Medicinal materials of sufficient vintage are welcome to sell~~~"

A strong man in front of the stall shouted vigorously, and there were people beside him to maintain order and keep an eye on those who were looking at the goods. Some people looked at them and seemed to want to put them directly in their pockets, but they were often reached out to take them back without scolding or chasing them away. , but people who feel embarrassed will leave.

Chu Hang led the yamen servants into the crowd and looked at the stall. These things were indeed dazzling in Luling County, and it felt like they were displayed at the counter in a prosperous place.

"How much does this hairpin cost?"

"Young and old men are innocent, fifty cents!"

Someone next to me immediately asked: "Is it so expensive?"

"It's not expensive anymore, this is a good product!"

Chu Hang nodded slightly. This beaded hairpin was exquisitely crafted. It didn't look like it was made locally, but more like it was produced by an ancient craftsman with exquisite skills.

Chu Hang opened another wooden cover of rouge and gouache, and suddenly a scent of fragrance wafted out. He sniffed it and couldn't help but look at several vendors.

"Isn't it easy to transport this thing?"

"Alas, this uncle is very knowledgeable! Even in the Thirteenth Floor of Chengtian Mansion in the capital, there are girls using this kind of rouge and gouache!"

People who were going to the market suddenly started to boo.

"You're bragging!" "That's right, it's the goods from the capital. The medicinal materials from the mountains in my hand were given by the gods!"

"Hey, hey, let's do business honestly, we are honest, what a good product! Also, you said you have some magical products, take them out and have a look. If they are good, I will pay you a high price and give you a pack of rouge gouache. Go back and please your mother-in-law!"

"Hahahahaha" "Yes, take it out and take a look, hahahaha"

"I'm afraid he doesn't have a wife!" "Hahahahaha"

"Just watch!"

The vendors and onlookers are noisy, but there are more people watching and fewer people buying, because most of them are very expensive. However, many people who have seen it will leave and come back to take a look again, because indeed, the goods are all good!

Behind the stall, a thin man with a short beard and a round fur hat looked at the stall and coughed from time to time.

Not long after Chu Hang appeared, the man noticed him before he even arrived at the stall.

"Cough cough cough cough"

After coughing violently for several times, the man calmed down and couldn't help but restrained himself again and looked at Chu Hang over there. He seemed to glance casually at the old government servant in plain clothes who was following Chu Hang relatively closely.

It is obvious that this person is not an ordinary person from the reactions of the people around him to his own knowledge and conversation, but he is also very harmonious with the people around him and can even have a lively conversation.

"Sir, I received some good goods again!"

Someone approached the man and spread out the linen cloth in his hand, which contained some dried medicinal materials. In this noisy place where fish and dragons mixed together, the fragrance of the medicinal materials itself could still be smelled.

"Well, well done ahem! Well done!"

The man breathed smoothly, but he kept looking at Chu Hang from the corner of his eyes, even though he had left the stall and went elsewhere.

The crowd was so crowded that the two government officials could not keep up with Chu Hang's pace, and they were squeezed out of the way.

A pickpocket armed with a knife sneaked up on Chu Hang. Under the cover of the crowd, he could cut through the cuffs of some fat sheep and other places where money might be hidden in just one breath.

Chu Hang was the fat sheep that the pickpockets were targeting. When the crowd was crowded, the timing was good. The pickpocket's knife turned to the tip of his index finger, squeezed through, and slashed towards Chu Hang's waist.

At this moment, Chu Hang seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look to his side.

"Whoosh~"

An inaudible sound broke through the air, and the pickpocket whispered "Ouch", dropped the knife in his hand to the ground, covered his wrist and quickly squeezed through the crowd to escape.

Chu Hang was stunned for a moment, then he looked up and looked into the distance. Behind the busy stall just now, a man was covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and coughing violently, as if he wasn't looking at this place at all.

But Chu Hang had a feeling in his heart that he was the one who just made the move!

"Cough cough cough, cough cough."

The thin man wearing a velvet hat kept coughing, but Chu Hang had already squeezed through the crowd and arrived nearby.

"Brother, thank you for your help just now."

"Cough cough cough"

The man looked up at Chu Hang with confusion on his face.

"Ahem, guest officer, what are you talking about? If you want to see the goods, it's better to go up front, I'm coughing, coughing, coughing."

"Oh, maybe I saw it wrong."

Chu Hang frowned slightly and cupped his hands towards the other party as he spoke.

"Chu Hang, may I know your surname?"

In a place like this, ordinary people may not know the name of the county magistrate until he leaves after his term is over, but obviously the people in front of him do.

Chu Hang? The newly arrived magistrate of Luling County, Lingdong Disaster Relief Sima!

His heart was shocked, but there was no obvious expression on the man's face. Instead, he stopped coughing and returned the greeting.

"I don't dare to show respect. I, Jin Changtian, just do some business with my family to earn a living, cough, cough, cough."

"You businessmen have a good ear. The goods on your stall are all good. They should be well-connected. Do you have time to chat?"

Chu Hang nodded slightly, moved a stone, and sat down in this noisy environment.

The man smiled.

"My guest also wants to do this business? It's not easy to do, it's not easy to do."

"Just chatting!"

Chu Hang and the man chatted like this, asking some questions that were not sharp and did not involve many "business secrets". However, these questions combined with Chu Hang's identity in the man's mind made him understand the other party's purpose.

Half of the morning passed, and the market gradually came to an end. Chu Hang had already left, perhaps returning to the county government office.

In this stall, someone approached the coughing man and said with a worried look on his face.

"Sir, is he the Master Chu who was 'assigned'? Will we be... in the future?"

"Don't be nervous, he can't know who we are. The imperial court was trying to establish its authority back then. How could it possibly track us down to death after so many years? As for distribution. Hehe, the current emperor is by no means mediocre. How could he cough cough cough? , uh cough cough cough"

"Sir, please calm down and don't say any more!"

"Ahem, cough, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

The man calmed down, but he was still thinking about Chu Hang and the question he just asked.

"Uncle Yu, do you want to go back to a normal life?"

"If you don't have to do it because of love, who wouldn't want to be an upright person?"

At this moment, Chu Hang, who had just returned to the county office, was also thinking about what happened at the market, and he could not help but think of the man who was coughing violently.

Obviously, this person is not an ordinary person, and he may have high martial arts skills, but Chu Hang can also feel that this person has no ill intentions towards him, although he cannot see the surprise when the other person hears his name.

But such a well-connected businessman should be well-informed. The lack of response is actually the biggest problem!

"Jin Changtian?"

If Yi Shuyuan were here, he would surely understand at this moment that the man who looked sick was actually Pei Changtian, the son of the Sky Whale Gang who promoted the martial arts conference in order to escape the court's investigation!