I Was Working as a Detective in the Song Dynasty

It was March day in spring, and a man in fine clothes was drunk to death in Fanlou, Bianjing. When he opened his eyes again, he saw carved beams and embroidered doors, brocade quilts and incense, and three or four maids surrounding him calling "Erlang". Forty-two-year-old detective Li Rui stared at the young and handsome face in the bronze mirror, and many memories came to his mind - Su Rui, the second son of the Su family, was nineteen years old. All his life, he only drank wine, wrote poems, and went to restaurants. Li Rui was stunned for a long time, then suddenly slapped his legs and laughed: "After half a lifetime of filing files, I can catch up with such a good thing! 'If the spring breeze has mercy on flowers, can you allow me to be young again?' From now on, I will only be a wealthy and idle man in the Song Dynasty!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.