Chapter 133: Pan's Old Affair

Zhou Ning didn't need to force Zhang Quanli to stay in the county government now, Lu Ming said that he had half a day enough time to prepare, even if Zhang Quanli left tomorrow, it should be too late. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Jin and Zhang Quanli each got into a sedan chair at the gate of the county ya, and Zhou Ning took a deep look: "Congratulations to my lord." ”

"Brother Xian stays." Qin Jin lifted the sedan curtain and said to Zhou Ning: "It's getting late, it's better to rest early, the case can't be investigated." ”

"Thank you for your concern, it's okay, I'm used to it."

Qin Jin sighed: "Don't you be awkward? Can't you just call me 'sir'? ”

"Young Master Qin, go slowly." Zhou Ning changed his name as ordered, Qin Jin reluctantly put down the sedan curtain, the sedan chair slowly lifted up, and walked away step by step.

The red light in the public hall is tall, Zhou Ning sits behind the table, Lu Qing and Lu Ming serve left and right, and the four officials in the hall stand quietly with water and fire sticks in their hands.

Pan lowered his head and carried Luo's skirt and slowly moved the three-inch little golden lotus forward, walked to the middle of the lobby and knelt down slowly. She didn't say a word or kowtow, just knelt quietly.

I couldn't really see her expression under the light, let alone her head down. Zhou Ning observed from her demeanor that she was not flustered, and she looked as calm as water.

Is she calm in her heart because she hasn't done anything wrong, or is she like a dead heart when she has done everything? Although Zhou Ning felt that he was ninety percent sure that she was the murderer, he would not wronged a good person just because he was suspicious.

"Smack." Zhou Ning patted the startling wood gently, in the middle of the night, she was a new widow, and Zhou Ning didn't want to scare her. "Who's kneeling? Who is the surname, how old is it, and where does the family live? ”

Zhou Ning felt that this question was too official, but the trial of the case has its own trial procedure, which is a process that must be asked. If it was faced with an ordinary village woman, Zhou Ning would ask in the vernacular.

This Pan is good at poetry, and there are many poems inscribed by her on the oil-paper umbrellas and lanterns she paints, since she is a cultured person, there is no need to deliberately talk to her about some down-to-earth vernacular.

Pan lowered his head a little more, and replied without hurrying: "The people's woman Wang Pan, the small character Yufeng, wasted thirty-three springs, lives in Qinghe Village, Yunjiang County. ”

Zhou Ning saw that her reply was quite smooth, and sure enough, she was different from ordinary village women, she didn't panic when she saw the official, and her answer was very organized. Her temperament shouldn't be green. Cultivated in the building.

She has been selling herself in the kiln for more than ten years, but she does not see any frivolity in her, which shows that she has been highly educated since she was a child.

"Wang Pan, did you commit to Qing before you married Wang Qing. Floor? ”

When Pan Yufeng heard this question, her heart was like a knife, which was a shame that she could not wash away in her life. She replied slowly, "Yes." ”

"Have you sold yourself since you were a child or have you sold yourself halfway? Sell yourself to which family. Floor? ”

"It's a halfway sale." Pan Yufeng's voice was choked with a hint of choking, and she paused for a while, and her breath stabilized before she continued to speak: "When I was sixteen years old, I was sold to the capital's Chufang Building, at the age of twenty-two, I was sold to Baihuayuan in Qianxiang Town, Yunjiang County, and at the age of twenty-six, I was redeemed by Wang Qing to make his continuation. ”

Official sale? Zhou Ning was shocked, she didn't expect that she was still an official lady, no wonder her style of describing flowers and poems was fresh and elegant, and she really had the talent and temperament cultivated since childhood.

The building is the largest green building in the capital. Building, most of the inside are official ladies who have been sold by the government. That's the standard blue. The building is by no means comparable to the ordinary fireworks land.

The people received by the Fang Building are all upper-class people, and they can't just have money, they have to be talented. Every year of Dabi, the building is a gathering place for talents.

Zhou Ning has been preparing for exams in the capital for several months, although he has not been to Chufang Building in person, he has also heard about it. There are many girls in the building, and after the age of twenty, they have begun to sell out.

The girls in Fanglou are all desperate to find a wishful husband for themselves before the age of twenty, and jump out of the fire pit as soon as possible.

But how can the fire pit be so easy to jump? Most of them come out of one fire pit and jump into another, and one is not as good as the other.

Pan Yufeng was sold to Yunjiang County at the age of twenty-two, which is extremely normal for Cai Fanglou. For Pan Yufeng, it was transferred from the fifteenth layer of hell to the eighteenth layer of hell.

The reception in the Fang Building is all some literati and ink writers, although they are also selling themselves, but most of the benefactors are gentle. This is not the case in Baihuayuan, it is a place where you only need to give money, and the men who come are also good and bad, and most of them have no quality.

Pan Yufeng can still mix in the Fang Building, and it stands to reason that Bai Huayuan should be the master of the top card, but I didn't expect her temperament to meet the needs of Bai Hua Yuan.

What a hundred gardens need is wind. Sassy prodigal hoof, but she is a fairy-like reserved. Reserved is a good quality that girls must have, but in the wind. Playing a reserved style in the land of dust can only get everyone's dislike and contempt.

Pan Yufeng has no intention of arguing with anyone for anything, just have something to eat, in her opinion, her life is to swallow Huang Lian and swallow bitter gall, anyway, it is probably a taste.

"What is your father's official position? Why were you sold by the government? ”

Pan Yufeng sighed faintly, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and replied: "The son does not say that his father Pan Shiliang, who once served as a section in Beijing, walked in the water at night in the prison seventeen years ago, my father was asked and beheaded, and all five of my sisters were sold as prostitutes by the officials, and the master and servant of the whole family were exiled to northern Xinjiang. ”

Thinking of the past, Pan Yufeng couldn't help but cry like rain, a good home, because a fire burned down the sky. Her father, Pan Shiliang, is a section in Beijing, and he is the official in charge of the prison in the capital, which is equivalent to the current prison director.

When a fire broke out in the middle of the night, killing more than a dozen prisoners, Pan Shiliang was convicted and sentenced to beheading, and his whole family suffered greatly.

"How can the prison be waterlogged?" Zhou Ning had never heard of a fire in a prison, the lights in the prison were dim like beans, and the environment was very humid.

Pan Yufeng sobbed and cried so much that she shook her head again and again: "I don't know, I only know that my father cried out to death, saying that the fire was not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster." ”

Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is too far away from the case in front of us. There is no need for Zhou Ning to ask any further, what he wants to try is the case of Wang Qing's sudden death.

"Wang Panshi, let me ask you how your husband Wang Qing died?"

Pan Yufeng replied without hesitation: "It was heartache and death." ”

Zhou Ning frowned slightly, she was full of grief and indignation when she talked about the old things in her family, and she was as calm as water when she talked about her husband's death. It seems that Wang Qing's tyranny in the past few years has already interrupted their relationship as husband and wife.

Wang Qing died and Pan's did not mourn, this is also reasonable, but Zhou Ning still has a little doubt that cannot be erased, Wang Qing died for nearly an hour before she cried, what did she do at this hour?