The female ghost who came to the government office to look for Zhang Xiu was named Qiurong. She was born very beautiful, and she and her husband had always been very affectionate. The couple made a living by buying tofu.
It was a pity that Tian was jealous of her marriage. Her husband was terminally ill and died within half a year. She was strong enough to support the whole family and depended on her father-in-law.
But suddenly one day, his father-in-law died of a serious illness.
When she was grieving, a group of officials suddenly broke into her home, took her to the county government in shackles and chains, and claimed that she had poisoned her father-in-law.
Qiurong defended herself in every possible way in the lobby, but the county magistrate refused to listen and even tortured her severely.
After being imprisoned, a jailer sent a message asking her if she would marry the prime minister's nephew as a concubine.
After some exchanges, Qiurong finally learned from the jailer's words that her father-in-law was actually poisoned to death by the prime minister's nephew Li Zijie!
It turned out that when Li Zijie was visiting the market, he happened to see her shopping for vegetables. He was attracted by her beauty, so he became so obsessed with her that he planned to poison her father-in-law.
The purpose is to put the blame on her so that she can willingly marry Li Zijie as a concubine.
After Qiurong learned the truth, she refused to obey. She tried to seek justice in the lobby to no avail. She was unjustly tortured to death by the county magistrate. After her death, her resentment persisted and she turned into a ghost and went around to redress her grievances.
This time she came to the government office and found Zhang Xiu, the newly appointed Qingtian Master of Jinhua Mansion, specially coming to redress her grievances.
But what she didn't expect was that the Qingtian master she was looking for actually thought from the beginning that she was an evil spirit who came to absorb Yang Qi.
Moreover, this old man even wanted to suck her Yin Qi in return! !
This...who is the ghost? !
Looking at the ferocious-faced Master Qingtian in front of her, Qiurong felt aggrieved and knelt on the ground with a sad face, not daring to move at all.
After Zhang Xiu heard her tell her tragic experience, she slowly put away her skills, stared at Qiurong, the female ghost in front of her, and said, "So, have I wronged you?"
Qiurong nodded repeatedly, but before she could say anything, she saw Zhang Xiu's fierce expression and quickly changed her words: "No, yes... I didn't make it clear, little lady. Please forgive me, Mr. Qingtian!"
Zhang Xiu nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Since you can be seen, why don't you go to the county magistrate to redress your grievances?"
Qiurong burst into laughter after hearing this: "Sir, the poor girl went to redress her grievance, but the county magistrate... he didn't care at all, and even found a monk to come to his home to chant sutras, hoping to save the poor girl... "
"I approached several high-ranking officials, but they all ignored the poor women. The poor women thought they were..."
"Officials protect each other?"
Zhang Xiu interrupted her with a dark face, said what she wanted to say but didn't finish, and then asked: "Li Zijie is the prime minister's nephew. Are you not afraid of me or his power? Like the ones you found before Like an official, do you ignore your grievances?"
Hearing this, Qiurong couldn't help but burst into tears, and said with a sad expression: "To be honest, the poor girl doesn't know, but the poor girl really has no one to look for..."
Zhang Xiu took a deep breath and said, "If you come back to me tomorrow at this time, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Hearing this, Qiurong suddenly showed a hopeful look, glanced at Zhang Xiu, whose face was as cold as ice, bowed on the ground, and turned into a gust of cold wind before going out.
After a while, Zhang Xiu looked out the door and said, "Have you two heard enough?"
Hong Fu outside the door woke up with a start, only to find that a bearded man wearing a headhunter's official uniform was standing behind him, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!
When did this bearded man come behind him? !
If he wants to harm himself, then now she...
Hong Fu swallowed slowly and watched as the bearded man opened the door and strode in. His eyes lit up and he said, "Whose house are we going to burn this time?"
Hongfu: "..."
This is not an official, this is clearly a robber! !
In Hongfu's messy expression, Zhang Xiu said: "The matter has not been clarified yet, why are you in a hurry? First find out the truth of the case... It's not too late to set fire to it!"
Hongfu: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Sure enough, I must have fallen into a robber's den by mistake!
Seeing the bearded man nodding slightly, Hongfu looked at Zhang Xiu with a troubled expression: "That suspect is the prime minister's nephew. Do you really want to arrest him?"
Zhang Xiu looked at Hong Fu and said solemnly: "I have seen Li Zijie, this kind of person who takes advantage of people's power. If he dares to commit adultery, he must be prepared to be punished. If Qiurong didn't lie, he wouldn't be caught. He is really unreasonable and I have a hard conscience!"
Looking at Zhang Xiu with a solemn expression, Hongfu couldn't help but recall her father's voice and smile before her home was ransacked.
Before her house was confiscated, her father seemed to have said something similar...
Holding back his tears, Hongfu said firmly: "Master, Hongfu is determined to follow you for the rest of his life. Tell me, what should we do next?"
Zhang Xiu took a deep breath, and then looked at Hong Fu with a solemn face: "How about you go and pour out my newly produced night fragrance first?"
Hongfu: "..."
Believe it or not, I will fight you! !
The next day.
As Zhang Xiu's investigation unfolds, many dusty past events gradually surface.
The most obvious thing is that many officials sent people to deliver banknotes for no reason.
Looking at the mountains of silver notes piled up on the table, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but laugh out loud. He looked at Yan Feng and said, "Three hundred thousand taels of silver. I remember we only spent three hundred thousand taels on disaster relief, right?"
Yan Feng glanced at the banknotes on the table and said, "Two hundred and sixty-three thousand six hundred taels, and you still made a net profit of more than a hundred thousand taels."
Zhang Xiu couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this: "Yeah, I forgot to count the money he collected from Taoist Kong Fang. He worked hard all his life to save hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. These officials..."
"They say that three years to clear the magistrate's office, one hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. I have saved enough in less than half a year since I took office. Do you think I can retire and return home early?"
Yan Feng rolled his eyes and complained: "If you didn't donate money for disaster relief, the money you have saved now would be enough for you to retire and return to your hometown ten times... Don't say that you don't have all these, how on earth are you going to catch Li Zijie? He is still in the Hanlin Academy in the capital, right?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiu nodded in embarrassment and said, "It is true that Li Zijie is a new member of the Hanlin Academy. He will not come back if nothing happens, but...but what if his father is seriously ill?"
"I remember that King Liang paid great attention to filial piety. Regarding the selection of officials, filial piety seems to be included in the promotion of officials..."
Yan Feng was startled when he heard this: "Isn't this right? I found out that Li Zijie's father is in very good health. He can eat two kilograms of venison a day and can play with three girls at night. In addition to having a higher chance of getting wind on a horse, he doesn't seem to have any problems." What kind of disease?"
Zhang Xiu curled up the corner of his mouth and showed a very kind smile: "You can have this!"
Yan Feng: "@#￥%￥#@......"
If such a person becomes the number one scholar in a new subject and is sent into officialdom, the late emperor will probably die in peace...
