Once upon a time, there was a man named Wang Xiaoer who was introduced by relatives and friends to work as a part-time job for boss Hu of the grocery store.
Wang Xiaoer is smart, practical and hardworking, and soon won the trust of boss Hu. Not only did he increase his wages, but he was also entrusted with important tasks. He became a small shopkeeper and helped to manage business after running.
On this day, Boss Hu was busy with his business and couldn't get away. He arranged for Wang Xiaoer to go to Wuchang Mansion to collect the two hundred taels of the goods.
Wang Xiaoer is very careful, thinking that the world is not good, what should I do if I encounter a robber?
After thinking about it, for safety, Wang Xiaoer changed into torn clothes and carried a torn pocket on the road.
When I went there, the wind was calm and there was no danger. Wang Xiaoer got the payment smoothly, and didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he hurried back.
Carrying two hundred taels of silver on his back, Wang Xiaoer was worried, for fear of encountering bad people, but the more he was afraid of what would come. After a short time, there was a donkey cry behind him. Looking back, there was a donkey ride. Middle-aged man.
The man walked freely, brushed shoulders with Wang Xiaoer, glanced at him and walked over.
As the figure faded away, Wang Xiaoer jumped to the heart of his throat and slowly fell into his stomach.
The man was not fast and seemed not in a hurry. He rode a donkey calmly to watch the scenery on both sides, and was separated from Wang Xiaoer behind him by a distance of more than ten feet, and no one paid any attention.
walked for more than an hour,Passing by a small restaurant. The man got off the donkey first, sat down to drink water, and ordered a bowl of noodles.
Wang Xiaoer had been traveling for several days. His back hurts and his legs were sore. He was thirsty and hungry. Seeing the big man eating happily, he couldn't help but stop, ordered a bowl of tea, and took out some dry food to relieve his hunger.
The big man grinned and asked Wang Xiaoer: "Listen to the accent, you are from Deng County!"
Wang Xiaoer nodded and answered yes.
Dahan was overjoyed and said: "Coincidentally, I am also a native of Deng County. The so-called encounters in other villages, I will take you for the sake of my fellow villagers!"
Wang Xiaoer kept his eyes in mind and rejected the big guy's kindness. The big man's face changed suddenly, and he said angrily: "You are so authentic. I look at the side of my fellow countryman to help you. Who knows that you treat me as a wicked person, so kindly as a donkey liver and lungs."
Wang Xiaoer flushed with shame, quickly apologized, and chatted with the big man. He didn't expect that the other party was really a fellow across the river. The more they talked, the more intimate they became. Wang Xiaoer slowly put down his vigilance and went on the road with the big man. .
The two chatted and laughed, talking about interesting things in their hometown. The big guy saw that he was walking hard, and took the initiative to let the donkey out, let Wang Xiaoer ride on the donkey and walk by himself.
Wang Xiaoer put the money bag behind him, and when he walked downhill, the big man suddenly picked up the whip and slapped the donkey a few times and snatched the bag away.
The donkey was frightened, neighed a few times, emptied all four hoofs, and flew forward in smoke.
Seeing the scenery on both sides fly away quickly,Wang Xiaoer's face turned pale with fright, and he secretly groaned in his heart.
The donkey has a bad temper. It takes more than ten miles to run, and the speed has only slowed down.
Wang Xiaoer was soft all over, feeling that his bones were about to fall apart. But the money pocket was taken away by the big man, how do you go back to deal with it?
Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoer couldn't help crying with his head.
Not long after, an old man passing by came over. Hearing that Wang Xiaoer was cheated, he kindly pointed him a clear way.
"There is a Li Qingtian in our county. You can find him in the Yamen, and you can surely help you find your money!"
Even now, Wang Xiaoer can only have a try. Sounded the drums in front of the yamen.
The local county magistrate is named Li Bolai. He is honest and fair and understands the case. He is called "Li Qingtian" by the locals. After listening to Wang Xiaoer's complaint, Li Qingtian said nothing, frowned, thinking for a long time, suddenly widened his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Hateful! The owner of this donkey ran away, only to catch this donkey. It's a crime!"
Li Qingtian shot the jailer and ordered the Yamen to take the donkey to jail, starving for three days.
Wang Xiaoer can't laugh or cry. This Li Qingtian seems to have a false name. The donkey owner stole the things. What use is it to put the donkey in prison!
By now, Wang Xiaoer had to swallow his breath and waited for three days.
When the time came, Li Qingtian arranged for someone to release the donkey. The donkey was so hungry that he screamed, took off the rein and ran away. Li Qingtian immediately arranged for Yamen to ride a fast horse, and then chased him.
After chasing for more than two hours, the donkey panted and walked into a house.
The yamen quietly climbed up the wall, only to see a man proudly feeding the donkey with fodder, teaching his mother-in-law.
"Women’s knowledge is short. Our donkey has been trained for a long time. I said that if I can come back, I will definitely come back. We are now worth two hundred taels of silver. We should be rich!"
The man was dreaming with a smile, the government officials rushed in, tied up the man without saying anything, and brought him back to the county office.
Li Qingtian picked up the gavel and said loudly: "If you want to know, unless you don't do it, tell the truth!"
Seeing that the scandal was revealed, the man confessed to the silver. after. In the end, he was convicted and imprisoned. The donkey was also confiscated. The second king, holding two hundred taels of silver, bowed his head and thanked him, and happily went home for business.
The story is over, don’t you pay attention?
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