Cui Xiang was taken aback when he heard this, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Baoer: "This matter has not been written yet, and we will discuss it carefully when the time comes." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Brother Cui, Chen Xuanli, who came with you, how is this person? ”

"Chen Xuanli? How did you remember to ask him? Cui Xiang was a little puzzled.

"I can't stay outside for the rest of my life, I'll have to go back to Chang'an sooner or later!" Speaking of this, Zhang Bao'er's face was a little complicated and said: "Brother Cui, you know, if you don't make some useful people in Chang'an City, you can't do it." The Yulin Army has been stationed in Chang'an for a long time, although Chen Xuanli is only the Guoyi Lieutenant of the Sixth Grade, but it seems that he is not too old, and he will have a chance to be promoted in the future, I think that if I can make friends with this Chen Xuanli, maybe there will be a response in the future! ”

Cui Yu nodded and said, "Bao'er, I'm very happy that you can think so." I still know a little bit about Chen Xuanli, he is strong in martial arts, good at horse steps, and is very famous in the Yulin Army. However, he is a pure soldier, he has no backing, and he does it all by himself. If you really want to befriend him, I can help you get the match! ”

"Brother Cui, I'm relieved to have your words. In this way, I have a treat in Yonghe Building tonight, and you can help me make an appointment with Chen Xuanli, how about it! ”

"Okay, that's it!"

When Zhang Baoer and Cui Xiang were talking about joy, the entourage sent by Cui Xiang to the Feng family came back.

"What? Feng Qiu politely declined my inscription. Make no mistake, right? Cui Xiang listened to the entourage's admonition, and almost didn't pop his eyes out.

"It's true!"

Cui Xiang was very annoyed, how many people wanted to ask for their own inscriptions, and they didn't even look at it. Now, he took the initiative to inscribe to Fengqiu, but he was rejected, which made Cui Xiang very uncomfortable.

After being silent for a moment, Cui Xiang said to Zhang Bao'er: "Bao'er, how about you accompany me to Feng's house?" ”

Zhang Baoer nodded in agreement.

……

Knowing that Lord Shilang had visited in person, Feng Qiu greeted him with a big salute and invited Cui Xiang and Zhang Baoer to the main hall.

After the three of them sat down, Cui Xiang was thinking about how to ask, but Feng Qiu confessed first: "Feng Mou knows why Lord Shilang came, it's not that Feng Mou doesn't know how to lift, it's just that the four words inscribed on this plaque, Feng Mou is really unworthy!" ”

"Why is that?" Cui Xiang was very calm.

"My lord doesn't know that the law enforcement of the closed family is to save his job, but this is not the case in conscience!"

"What do you mean by that?" Cui Xiang said quietly.

"If Lord Squire doesn't blame, can you go with me to a place!" Feng Qiu looked at Cui Xiang with an inquiring gaze.

"Where to go?" Cui asked.

"I'll find out when I go to Lord Squiro!"

Cui Xiang looked at Zhang Bao'er, and Zhang Bao'er nodded slightly at him.

Cui Xiang said to Feng Qiu: "Mr. Feng, lead the way in front of the head!" ”

Feng Qiu got up and led Cui Xiang and Zhang Bao'er to the backyard of the Feng family.

The backyard is a small single courtyard with a tube house against the wall. Feng Qiu opened the door and invited Cui Xiang and Zhang Bao'er to enter. The two looked at Fengqiu suspiciously, and walked in curiously. When they saw it clearly, Cui Xiang and Zhang Baoer were surprised! Originally, the room was full of enshrined tablets, and each tablet had a name, address, and date of death.

Cui Xiang and Zhang Bao'er looked at Fengqiu in confusion.

Feng Qiu sighed and said, "These are all tablets of criminals beheaded by the Feng family in the past dynasties, and there are seven hundred and sixty-three so far!" Some of them deserve their sins, and they are innocent of death! But there are also a lot of unjust souls! We have to give some paper money to these unjust souls every year! There are rules on the ancestors, all those who are wronged souls must be dyed red on the tablet! ”

Cui Xiang and Zhang Bao'er were both hearing of such things for the first time.

"In order to save my job, I dare not speak for the criminals. This is the rule of the ancestors! ”

Cui Yu smiled faintly, and approached a tablet dyed with a red head with his hand. See that it says "Hu Wenfeng", killed the next year. He couldn't help smacking his mouth, and said to himself thoughtfully: "Hu Wenfeng, Hu Wenfeng......"

Saying that, Cui Xiang picked up the tablet, looked at the red, and asked, "What is this red dye?" ”

"Blood! It's human blood! ”

Cui Xiang gently wiped the dust on the tablet, carefully put it back in its place, suddenly turned to Fengqiu, and asked, "In your opinion, among the criminals who have been subdued this year, are there any wrongful beheaders?" ”

Feng Qiu shook his head and said, "I don't dare to say it!" ”

"It's okay, let's be honest!"

Feng Qiu's throat shook up and down for a while before he said: "This year, a total of fifteen people were beheaded in Luzhou, and at least half of them should not be beheaded!" ”

Cui Xiang gasped when he heard this: If half of the people really shouldn't be beheaded, there are really too many unjust cases.

"How did you find out?" There was no change on Cui's face.

"I learned from the Blood-Seeking Observation!"

"Blood?" Cui Xiang was a little confused.

"According to the verification of our Feng family for several generations, most of the people who spew blood late are swordsmen! For example, Zhang Zhonglin, who was beheaded a few years ago, was the first to be stabbed, but the blood was the latest to spurt out. So I conclude that Zhang Zhonglin must have been wronged! If you don't believe it, you can retry the case, and you should verify it! ”

Cui Xiang's heart moved: "Do you recognize Zhang Zhonglin?" ”

"Zhang Zhonglin and I just know each other and never have any contact! He is my close neighbor, with an eighty-year-old mother and a seven-year-old son! As far as I know, Zhang Zhonglin has always kept to himself, and he is really a person who does his duty. When he returned from the execution ground that day, he met Zhang Zhonglin's family to collect the body. His white-haired old mother was crying in the coffin, his seven-year-old son was crying, and his wife was grief-stricken with a three-foot white silk on her head...... I remembered that Zhang Zhonglin's blood was not right, and I suddenly felt compassion! I have heard for a long time that Lord Shilang is an upright official, and law enforcement is like a mountain, I hope that my lord can see everything! ”

On the way back to the post house, Zhang Baoer and Cui Xiang did not speak.

When she arrived at the post house, Zhang Baoer glanced at Cui Xiang and said, "If I guess correctly, Brother Cui must want to retry Zhang Zhonglin's case." ”

Cui Yu nodded.

"Need my help?" Zhang Baoer asked again.

Cui Xiang smiled faintly and said, "No, Bao'er, you go back first, don't forget to invite Chen Xuanli to dinner at night!" ”

After Cui Xiang and Chen Xuanli went to Zhang Bao'er's dinner, they sent someone to Liang Dequan to ask Liang Dequan for the file of Zhang Zhonglin's case the next day.

The dossier is very clear: Zhang Zhonglin, Shangwu Street, Luzhou City, raised a daughter, named Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu was at a prime age and had outstanding appearance, and was favored by the Bai family of Luzhou, and rushed into the house. Unexpectedly, that night, Bai Gongzi was killed, and Xiaoyu's whereabouts are unknown. The Bai family led people to surround Zhang's house and found the murder weapon. The criminal Zhang Zhonglin confessed......

The following is the big red handwriting of Liang Dequan's chopping.

In order to confirm Feng Qiu's curious "blood direction" theory, Cui Xiang decided to re-investigate the case.