Chapter 10: Having a Wife?

  Yang Qiuchi squeezed his money bag and poured out all the silver coins inside: "Can't tell which ones are yours and which ones are mine, what to do?"

  "The two big white ones are mine, they were given to me by my father as pocket money. The small pieces of silver with poor quality are yours!"

  Yang Qiuchi took a closer look and indeed the colors were different. This little girl hadn't lied, he put the two silver pieces into his money bag, just about to return them to the little girl, saw that she had a smile that wasn't quite a smile, suddenly thought, this little girl has martial arts skills, looks like she's someone with some background, if she finds out my secret of flashing lightning, I'll have no way to stop her from taking away both the silver and the numbered machine. Must think of a plan.

  Yang Qiuchi tied the strap of the fragrant embroidered purse around his waist, glanced at the little girl, suddenly opened his pants and stuffed the purse into his crotch.

  The little girl was shocked and shouted: "You're looking for death!" She raised her hands and grabbed towards Yang Qiucheng's face.

  Yang Qiuchi had thought of this, after putting the money bag into his pants, seeing the little girl take action, he immediately turned around and ran towards the crowded place, shouting: "Save me! Miss Song is going to kill someone!"

  The crowd heard his loud shout and gathered around to watch the commotion. Yang Qiuchuan hid in the crowd, dodging left and right. The little girl couldn't catch him anyway, and when she heard him shouting that he was a murderer, if she continued to chase him, it would really make her guilty of murder. She had been spoiled since childhood and had never suffered such humiliation, pointing at Yang Qiuchuan with trembling hands, unable to speak.

  Just as the little girl was at a loss, someone outside the crowd shouted: "Lei Cao is here, who dares to kill anyone? Who is it?" Then, the crowd parted, and two burly men with waist knives walked into the crowd. The first one had a broad waist and thick eyebrows, his eyes gleaming with spirit: "Who wants to kill someone?"

  "Uncle Lei, you've come just in time! This country bumpkin has stolen my silver!" The little girl exclaimed as soon as she saw the constable, as if she had seen a savior, pointing at Yang Qiuchuan.

  "Ah! So it's a young lady! How did you end up here?" "You dare to rob our young lady of her silver, don't you want to live?" Captain Lei looked Yang Qiuchuan up and down, seeing that he was wearing a worn-out green shirt with one sleeve rolled up, revealing an injured arm. On his shoulder, he had two animal legs slung over it, but they didn't look like pig or sheep legs - no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't guess that they were tiger legs. He had intended to take him in, but seeing Yang Qiuchuan's refined features, which made him seem more like a scholar than a thief, he hesitated and instead asked a question to test the waters.

  Yang Qiuchi saw that Lei Zubao and the little girl were familiar with each other, and he secretly thought it was not good. However, thinking that the little girl had first snatched his silver, and he had used a clever trick to get the silver back, although he had taken advantage of the situation to get more, after all, he still had the upper hand in reason. As the saying goes, "with reason, one can travel the world." However, he had to speak up first, not letting her shout "thief" and frame him as a thief. He raised his face and spoke hastily: "It was she who snatched my silver, that was the ten taels of silver I got from selling tiger skin, I gave one tael to the shop assistant, and the remaining nine taels were snatched by her and put into her money bag! I just wanted my own silver back, you don't believe me? You can ask the owner of the pawnshop and the shop assistant of 'Gao Peng Inn'!... Hmm? Where is the shop assistant?"

  Yang Qiuchi just realized that the shopkeeper had run off somewhere.

  "It doesn't matter!" A witness disappeared, Yang Qiuchuan was in this unfamiliar ancient land, not a modern society with rule of law, and his heart was still a little nervous. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the pawn ticket, holding it above his head and waving it at the crowd: "Everyone look, this is the pawn ticket I got for pawning that tiger skin!" After a pause, he thought to add some emotional appeal, pretending to choke back tears: "This money...this money was for my 80-year-old mother's medical treatment!"

  Everyone was whispering and casting sympathetic glances at Yang Qiuchi.

  The little girl originally wanted to report the bad person first, but was preempted by Yang Qiuchi. Later, when she heard that the silver was for his 80-year-old mother's illness, she couldn't bear it in her heart and her anger dissipated. However, she lost face and pouted, not speaking a word.

  The bailiff took the pawn ticket and looked at it, then turned his head to look at the little girl again. Seeing that she didn't say anything, he knew that what the young man said was true, and that the little girl had indeed snatched someone's life-saving silver. He handed the pawn ticket back to Yang Qiuchun, intending to mediate a few words to resolve the matter. Just then, another bailiff walked up behind him, took a close look at Yang Qiuchun, and asked: "Aren't you Yang Wuze? Didn't something happen to you?"

  "What Yang Wu Zuo?" asked Lei Bu Tou, "Which Yang Wu Zuo?"

  "Hey! Old Lai Tou, isn't that the new apprentice your county government office just took in last month? How could you forget!"

  Lei Bao Tou took a closer look at Yang Qiuchi, slapped his forehead: "That's right, I saw you once when I was investigating the scene last time, saying that you were a new apprentice of Lao Wugong." He looked up and down at Yang Qiuchi: "I just heard that you were blown away by the strong wind, but it seems you're fine?"

  Yang Qiuchi listened to their conversation and guessed that the person who had borrowed his body was actually a new apprentice of the county government, an old wokou (a half-official personnel responsible for examining and handling corpses in ancient times). He couldn't believe that after traveling through time and space for hundreds of years, he ended up doing the same job again. Moreover, the social status of wokou in ancient times was far inferior to that of forensic doctors in modern times. In ancient times, wokou were considered lowly people, and their social status was very low, not even allowed to participate in imperial examinations for three generations. He felt depressed and didn't bother to respond to Lei's questions.

  "I don't care who you are, give me back my purse!" The little girl walked up to Yang Qiuchuan's side, her face stern.

  Yang Qiuchi heard her say that, and stopped entangling herself with him. As a newcomer, it was not suitable to cause trouble, so she took the opportunity to step down and quickly pulled out the embroidered purse from her crotch. She poured out several small silver coins, left two slightly larger silver coins in the original purse, and handed it over with two fingers holding the strap of the purse.

  The exquisite embroidered purse was swaying gently in mid-air, the little girl stretched out her hand to take it, but suddenly remembered that the young man had put the purse in his place and couldn't help but blush and withdraw her hand.

  "What's wrong? Take it away!" Yang Qiuchi said with a sly smile.

  "Fie! How coarse!" The little girl's face turned red.

  Her words were somewhat inexplicable, and outsiders who didn't know the situation couldn't understand them. However, Yang Qiuchi understood in his heart, but he put on a very puzzled expression: "Vulgar? How am I being vulgar?"

  The little girl moved her lips, wanting to say something, but closed her mouth again. This matter was not easy for a girl like her to explain. She bit her lip and waved her hand: "I'm not as petty as you. Forget it, looking at your pitiful appearance, I'll give you the silver and purse!"

  Those two pieces of silver are at least three taels, and the purse is so exquisite that it's probably worth several taels of silver too. She just gave them away like that, and Yang Qiuchuan was somewhat surprised to hear her being so generous: "You're giving me everything? That's really great, you're a good person!" He smiled and bowed his hands, putting the silver into the purse and about to put it in his pocket when the little girl said: "But you have to promise me one thing."