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Chapter 85

Xie Fu trembled suddenly and said hoarsely: "The bow is long, the screen of the screen?"

Zhang Ping nodded.

Xie Fu's face was ashes, his body was shaking and he was tilting down, and he could hear the clatter of his bones.

"The official... I have seen an adult. I have no idea about Mount Tai and cannot see the identity of an adult. I hope he will forgive me..."

Zhang Ping said: "Mr. Xie asked me to get up. Before, I didn't know that it was Mr. Xie."

Xie Fu stood up straight, feeling Zhang Ping's gaze staring at him. He walked away from his eyes, stood silently and smiled bitterly in his heart, "Oh my God, how else do you torture me!"

Zhang Ping blinked: "I have something to do, I want to ask Mr. Xie."

Xie Fu looked at the grass on the ground and said, "I dare not be the request of the master. Thanks to the question, the official will report the truth."

Zhang Ping looked at him, fumbled in the small bag he carried with him, took out the water bag, and handed it to Xie Fu.

Xie Fu lowered his head and said, "My Lord, I will not be thirsty."

Zhang Ping held the water bag under his armpit, then took out a small bag, took out a sesame cake from a paper bag, and handed it to Xie Fu.

Xie Fu still said without raising his head: "Thank you, sir, I am not hungry."

Zhang Ping broke the Shaobing in half, handed half of it to Xie Fu, and took a bite by himself.

Xie Fu froze for a moment.

At this moment, it is no longer possible to seek death. The person in front of him is already a direct boss after all, and he insists on sharing a cake with him, so how can he not obey?

He took the Shaobing with trembling hands and then smiled sadly in his heart.

"I thank you sir."

Zhang Ping walked to a large stone by the forest and looked at Xie Fu again. Xie Fu walked near and stood at the bottom.

Zhang Ping said: "Please sit down."

Xie Fu immediately said, "I dare not, please let me ask you, the official can stand."

Zhang Ping said: "Sit."

Xie Fu had to sit on another stone. Zhang Ping had just sat down on the big stone, took another bite of the cake, and said solemnly: "This cake is cold and no longer crisp."

Xie Fu had no choice but to force himself, "It's very sweet and beautiful to eat it."

Zhang Ping blinked his eyelids again and he bought salted crispy sesame cakes, but the ones who sell sesame cakes are reluctant to put salt and five-spice noodles. They don’t brush much scallion oil, so they bite the skin.

It turns out that County Magistrate Xie just likes to eat light food?

Zhang Ping bit the Shaobing and immediately took out one from the bag and handed it to Xie Fu.

Xie Fu froze again: "Xiaoguan..." He smiled sadly in his heart again and took the Shaobing, "Sir, I am grateful to you."

I hate it, why didn’t I jump off early and end up holding a cold cake and laughing flatteringly.

The cake that looked like wax and a pie was chewing in her mouth. Xie Fu felt that life was worse than death. He tried his best to swallow a bite of the cake, and a water bag immediately appeared in front of him.

"Secretary..."

Zhang Ping said earnestly: "Please use it."

Xie Fu closed his eyes and took the water bag respectfully with both hands: "I am grateful for it."

Zhang Ping felt that Xie Fu should no longer think about suicide. He was like Lord Lan Liu Tongyi. He had eliminated his fate with Xie Fu first, but he started to talk about serious matters without any obstacles. He said seriously: "I dare to ask Lord Xie, what did it look like on the top of this mountain back then?"

Xie Fu paused with the kettle hand and said slowly: "Sir, did you mean that before the renovated mountain? When Xiaguan first arrived in this county, there was only a small temple on the top of the mountain and some trees."

Zhang Ping picked up a branch from the ground and handed it to Xie Fu: "Do you still remember the details?"

Xie Fu narrowed his eyebrows slightly, and only put the cake and water bag aside, got up and took it with both hands, then leaned over to one knee beside Zhang Ping, and began to draw pictures.

"It's been a long time, so the officials may not remember it very well, it should be like this..."

Zhang Ping squatted beside Xie Fu, frowned and looked at the figures he drew, and asked again: "Has Mr. Xie seen grandma's coffin?"

Xie Fu said: "The coffin of Grandma Cishou was buried in the temple's Shenggan Hall. When the officials ordered people to rebuild it, they were not alarmed. They just expanded the hall and the name of the hall was the same as before."

Zhang Ping said: "Have you ever dug it open and seen it?"

Xie Fu said: "Non-Enter." He was a little confused. Why was the Lord Zhang in front of him so interested in Grandma's temple? This Lord Zhang doesn't seem to be someone who believes in these things.

He was suddenly shocked.

Yes, why did I believe it when he said he was Zhang Ping?

One has never read the official certificate, and two, this person is wearing casual clothes.

If he is not Zhang Ping but lied that he is Zhang Ping, then what is his intention to save the county and then do these actions?

Xie Fu's alarm bell rang in his heart and he secretly glanced at Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping was still staring at the picture on the ground, frowning, and his fingers were still gestured on the picture, causing a big-headed ant shuttled by the grass to pick up cake dregs and swing his tentacles.

"Is the origin of Grandma's Temple on the stone wall written by Mu Yesheng himself, or..."

Xie Fu did not expect him to suddenly jump to ask this, paused, and said, "It was the official who begged Lord Feng to ask Lord Feng to ask. Lord Zhang should know that Mu Yesheng is the current Wuzhou Prefecture Chief Feng Ruoqi Feng."

Zhang Ping followed and asked, "Why did Lord Xie invite him?"

Xie Fu couldn't help but stare at Zhang Ping again. Why did he ask these questions?

After thinking for a while, Xie Fu asked before he answered, "Secretary of the Lord Jueyue, would you like to ask, sir, do you believe in the miracle of Grandma's temple?"

Zhang Ping did not show any abnormal expression to his question, and said concisely: "I don't believe in ghosts and gods."

Xie Fu said: "Actually, Xiaguan doesn't believe it either. Xiaguan just thinks it is of great benefit to the county."

Zhang Ping nodded. This mountain is indeed full of the atmosphere of getting more money.

Xie Fu continued: "These Taos are mostly loved by villagers, women and children. If the officials invite famous poets of the world to write inscriptions, they may not recognize them. If a grandma temple is just a grandma, the officials cannot ask the prefect to come and write inscriptions."

Zhang Ping nodded again.

Xie Fu continued: "The officials originally wanted to invite legendary famous scholars such as Hongyesheng and Bai Ruyi to write inscriptions. Those who worship God and grandma should know these people. They have read the legends they wrote or the plays adapted from them. Others learned that such characters believed them and would come and take a look. They might mention them in the legends they wrote in the future and then went to invite them. But they could not find their traces at that time. Or their writing was too smooth. At that time, Lord Feng had not yet become an official..."

And it was precisely because of Ma Lian’s affairs that made him a great loss of reputation.

Xie Fu thought that Mu Yesheng was not only famous for many good or bad names, but finally some people knew about it, and he was the cheapest person he could find at that time, so he went to invite him. Unexpectedly, Mu Yesheng received Xie Fu's invitation and felt that it was a timely help. He was extremely moved and wrote a big article, but he didn't even want a single pen. Xie Fu was even more happy.

"The officials really got a bargain. After Lord Feng became an official, he often spoke to the court for his good deeds, which was really a good relationship."

Zhang Ping nodded again.

"Have you ever seen those virgin boys?"

Xie Fu frowned again: "Sir, are you talking about those who serve grandma's temple? When the officials arrived at Fengle, the rules of selecting boys to worship grandma had been removed."

Zhang Ping said: "If there is any record in the file?"

Xie Fu recalled and shook his head: "I haven't seen it before, maybe it's there?"

He looked at Zhang Ping again and was about to tentatively ask "Why did lord mention these?" Zhang Ping said solemnly: "Yao Yuanwai is dead."

Xie Fu was shocked.

Zhang Ping stood up and said, "Sir Xie, it's time to go back to the county government. I still want to ask for something."

Xie Fu stood up in a daze, and Zhang Ping looked at his face.

"Mr. Yao was poisoned by someone. Please ask Lord Xie to hold the top of the mountain first, so outsiders are not allowed to enter and exit for the time being."

Yao Qi was wandering around the porch of the county government office, hoping to rush out the door immediately, whip it quickly, and only rushed to the capital city, knocking the drum in front of the Jingzhao Mansion.

But the family members of the manager held him and told him that the old servant was so guilty of Lord Xie that he went to the capital because of the report of the case. He suffered misfortune. The Yao family's large house, land and property were still in Fengle, just for the old servant, and this time he reported the case to the county government. He heard that the new magistrate who was about to take office was a disciple of Tao Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice. Not long ago, he helped Dali Temple to break a major case. Maybe some clues were found. The gap between Jingzhao Mansion sending people to Fengle will not be in vain or even missed.

Yao Qi obeyed, but never thought that when he arrived at the county government office, the person in the torture room said, "Mr. Xie is gone, and his wife is so anxious that she is about to hit the wall. All the staff from the county government office have gone out to find it. The yamen runners and constables are not in the yamen. No one goes to Shou Nianshan to chase the suspicious person who follows them all the way."

Knock, the night was already heavy, the sound of the chung was already loud, and I couldn't wait! Yao Qi was about to throw away the old clerk and his family who were dissuading him and snatched the door and suddenly a string of lanterns ran in.

"Hurry, everyone who is still in the yamen should prepare their clothes and welcome the new magistrate to take office!"

"Go to the Houya to inform the wife that the lord has found him and will be with the new lord Zhang."

"It was County Magistrate Zhang who asked the adults to accompany him to see outside the city."

"Hurry, where are you, meet us!"

...

Yao Qi suddenly threw away everyone and rushed towards the gate.

The bright lanterns surrounded by two figures were walking outside the county government.

Yao Qi bumped into the front and knelt down while scolding and shoving.

"Sir, the student has reported the case to the official! The student's father was tragically poisoned in the capital, and it has been investigated by Jingzhao Prefecture. The student went home to report the death, and someone followed him all the way. After he got home, the house was also thieves. This matter is definitely related to the murder of the deceased father. Please investigate thoroughly!"

A yamen runner said, "If there is an unjust case in the young official, you should wait for the adults to enter the yamen first, and then..." The rest of the words were interrupted.

Yao Qi crawled on the ground and saw a gray cloth robe hem and a pair of lanterns wearing cloth shoes stepping towards him, with dust and grass chips on the edges of the robe and shoes.

"Your residence was stolen?"

His voice was very serious and very young.

Yao Qi raised his eyes and was stunned.

The Yao family manager who knelt down behind Yao Qi also raised his head and was shocked.

"First..."

This person...

Yao Qi bowed: "Is it in the capital that I have mourned my ancestors?"

Why is it here? Could it be someone from the New County Magistrate or the Lord Xie?

Yao Qi's eyes passed over Zhang Ping and glanced left and right, but heard the trembling voice of the manager behind him and said in a low voice: "Young Master... he is the one who follows us all the way."
Chapter completed!
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