Chapter 105: Tragedy

Huang Qinghe knew about it.

But it was also when he happened to see it when he used his spare time to look through the case files of these years after he arrived in Shuntianfu, and he also passed by this case.

Because the fire was inconspicuous compared to the case that took place that year.

That year happened to be after the rebellion of King Wei, the arrest of King Wei and his party everywhere in Beijing, raiding homes and dead people are common things, almost every day there will be cases reported to Shuntianfu, the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, a large number of heavy case files backlogged, it is not easy to sort out the documents, the testimony is just perfunctory, anyway, everything is related to the rebellion, and there will be no bitter master to sue ......

Now that the woman has brought it up, maybe there is something hidden in it.

Huang Qinghe said: "Old woman, do you know about this? ”

"Of course," said the old woman, "I saw the fire burn with my own eyes. ”

The old woman's eyes seemed to be on fire.

"What a fire," said the old woman, holding out her hand, "and the sky burned red, and the fire burned from the temple, and burned all the houses around it." ”

Huang Qinghe remembered the wall battlement outside the Taoist temple: "But I saw the burning marks on the wall battlement, and the fire should not be big." ”

The old woman laughed: "If you can burn a dozen people, do you think it is a fire?" ”

Huang Qinghe said: "I have read the file, and it seems that there is a Langzhong living next to the Taoist temple, and the Langzhong family has not escaped. ”

The old woman smiled and said: "Yes, that Langzhong used to be very famous, he was kind and charitable, and often went to the almshouse to treat the wounded soldiers and homeless people, he had a wife's room, a pair of children, an apprentice, and three subordinates, all of whom were burned to death, and I went to see the corpse when it was carried out of Langzhong's house, so miserable...... I also give money for burning paper...... Each person burned a pile, and burned a dozen piles. ”

Huang Qinghe calculated: "This is only eight people, is there anyone else in Langzhong's family?" ”

The old woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and patted her head for a while: "People are old, they can't remember anything, don't blame you, sir......" She walked forward with her body bent.

Huang Qinghe caught up with the old woman: "Old woman, since you have already said it, it is better to make it clearer, people were also burned to death in the Taoist temple, you are not mistaken, some corpses were carried out of the Taoist temple." ”

The old woman finally stopped, but this time she put her finger on the side of her mouth and compared: "Shh, this matter can't be said, the people who died in the Taoist temple were rebels, they were desperate to hide in the Taoist temple, but they were found by the Taoist aunt, those people did not do anything, and killed the Taoist aunt, and when they heard that the people from the yamen came to search, they lit a fire and burned themselves inside, alas...... Wrongs, it's all the fault of those thieves. ”

The two of them walked to the Taoist temple, and the old woman turned around: "My lord, come in and sit down!" ”

Huang Qinghe looked at the traces of the burning on the wall of the Taoist temple, and was distracted for a while, and the old woman did not urge him, as if to give him time to think about it.

"I'm not going in, the yamen still has something waiting for me to deal with," Huang Qinghe looked at the old woman, "Take care!" ”

Huang Qinghe turned to leave, and the old woman slowly closed the two doors of the Taoist temple, and her chaotic eyes disappeared behind the doors.

After bolting the door, the old woman cleaned her hands, lit a stick of incense and inserted it in the incense burner, and slowly knelt on the futon: "Why don't you bless us, those bad people have been living better and better over the years, and we finally found a chance, maybe ...... I can't do it again. ”

Speaking of this, the old woman thought of Lord Huang who helped her up.

"Lord Huang seems to be a good person, but he ...... Alas, where is the Qingtian lord in this world," the old woman said and covered her stomach, and the place where she was kicked by the Zhang family steward was faintly painful, "No matter what, as long as I have the opportunity, I will give it a try, hoping to save the child through him, that is a good child, she has pretended to be a Taoist aunt over the years, and she has also suffered a lot." ”

The old woman looked at the curling smoke, and her gaze became more and more determined.

……

Everyone left, and Meng Lingyun came out of the darkness, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

The eldest lady ordered him to keep an eye on the old woman's every move in the Taoist temple here, and when he heard the noisy sound in the Taoist temple, he knew that the Zhang family was doing evil inside, and the Zhang family closed the door of the Taoist temple and did whatever they wanted inside.

He thought of a way to pretend to be a thief and fall into the courtyard next to him, and then deliberately be discovered, so that he could lure people out to "catch thieves", as long as there was chaos around, the Zhang family would inevitably be disturbed.

But he had just covered his face, and he didn't know where a cold snort came from, as if he was very disgusted and disdainful of what he had done.

He turned his head in a panic, only to see a familiar figure flash in front of him, and then the descendants of the Zhang family went up to the wall.

Who is it?

The man ran back and took off the cloth towel covering his face, revealing Xu Qingan's face.

Xu Qingan blinked.

"The prince is really powerful." Meng Lingyun immediately praised.

Xu Qingan nodded with satisfaction, who can be better than him when it comes to causing trouble.

Xu Qingan and Meng Lingyun carefully hid to see the situation, and in the end, everyone left, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go," Xu Qing'an said, "I guess nothing will happen tonight." ”

The two of them walked forward together.

Xu Qingan smacked his lips: "It's still my sister's vision, that Huang Qinghe looks like a bean sprout, I didn't expect to have such courage, it's really good." ”

Meng Lingyun returned to the Anyi Marquis Mansion and found that the lights in Xu Qinghuan's house had not been extinguished.

Xu Qingan entered the door and said about the Zhang family: "I was really expected by you, the Zhang family really went to the Taoist temple, and the Zhang family should want to solve the case quickly!" ”

Xu Qinghuan nodded: "I think so, but ...... They seemed to be sure that those two Dao Gu were murderers, otherwise why would they spend so much effort on this Taoist temple. ”

Meng Lingyun said: "The old woman talked to Lord Huang for a long time, and Lord Huang stood outside the Taoist temple and looked at the outer wall of the Taoist temple for a while before leaving. ”

When Xu Qinghuan heard this, he closed the book in his hand and raised his head to look at Xu Qingan: "Brother, rest early." ”

Xu Qingan was a little surprised: "Don't we do anything?" ”

Xu Qinghuan said: "Tomorrow morning, my brother will inquire when the Taoist temple will catch fire, whether there are dead people, and where the dead people are buried, the more detailed the better." ”

She remembered that the faΓ§ade of the temple still had traces of fire, and that the old woman and Huang Qinghe mentioned that it might have something to do with the fire.

Maybe you can find some clues here.

When Xu Qingan left with Meng Lingyun, Xu Qinghuan looked into the courtyard, and he didn't know how Mrs. Tan slept tonight and when she was going to do it.

……

Zhang's family.

The housekeeper of the Zhang family stood in the room, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

didn't ask anything, and was almost held by Huang Qinghe, he messed up this errand.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yucong raised his head to look at the steward, and the steward's clothes were soaked.

"Fall...... Falling into the water......" Steward Zhang said, "I ...... When I came back from the temple, I accidentally fell into the water. ”

Rubbish.

Zhang Yucong looked at it coldly: "Is someone harming you?" ”

"No, no, I don't know why, my legs ...... when I am weak"

Thinking of this, the steward felt strange, how could he fall into the water in a good manner.

"Master," the steward knelt down, "it's all small things that are not good...... You...... You spare the small one this time, next time, next time, the small one will be done. ”

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