The prefect took a step back, shocked by that look.

He had never seen such a look in this woman!

He hadn't even looked at it!

Wen Ren Qianjue took a step forward, and the smile on his lips was extremely cold: "My lord, why don't you speak?" ”

She hates this kind of powerful dog very much, and she has obviously gone from a poor scholar step by step to the present.

But he forgot the hardships he suffered back then, thinking that as long as he was good enough to climb, he would be able to enter the aristocratic society. Two attitudes towards the top and the bottom.

As a parent official, I don't care about the affairs of the common people!

How can ordinary people live?

What's more, a real aristocratic society would not accept such flattering and ignorant villains.

Just think of him as a real dog!

The prefect was forced by her to retreat, and remembered Wenren Xuexi's instructions, and instantly straightened his waist: "Don't mess around!" The files are all confidential, not for people like you to read! ”

Wen Ren Qianjue saw that his tone finally softened, and he felt out a small golden fan: "Do you know this?" ”

As soon as the prefect saw the little golden fan, his straight waist immediately paused, and he barely squeezed out a smiling face: "I didn't know that the Wenren girl was sent by the emperor, the dossier!" Just check! I'll ask someone to fetch it for the girl! ”

As soon as the little golden fan was unfurled, Wen Ren pointed to the prefect's fat face: "Seeing the golden fan is like seeing the emperor, do you dare not kneel, do you despise the emperor?" ”

The prefect was stunned, gritted his teeth casually and whispered: "I hear a thousand people, don't go too far!" ”

Want him to be a prefect and kneel in front of a waste on the street?!

No...... He wouldn't do that.

"Hmm." Wen Ren's indifferent eyes swept over the golden fan, and he looked a little bored: "The next time I see the emperor, maybe I'm in a bad mood, so I'll tell it." ”

Seeing that the prefect was arguing with Wen Ren Qianjue at the door, a few good people had already gathered and wanted to see the excitement.

But the ...... in the hands of the waste Could it be the emperor's object?

The prefect gritted his teeth and glared at Wen Qianren, but she looked unmoved.

Finally, in full view of everyone, the prefect slowly knelt down and said to the golden fan: "Long live the emperor, long live." ”

There was a gasp all around!

Oh my God, what did they see?

The prefect listened to the sounds around him, his face was already red, and when he looked up at Wen Qianren, his teeth were already gritting: "Okay, right?" ”

The onlookers instantly gathered a large group.

The prefect, who is usually arrogant and powerful, actually knelt down in front of the street to hear the waste of a thousand people!

They rubbed their eyes and pinched other people's thighs, thinking they were dreaming.

This matter will definitely spread all over the capital tomorrow!

Wen Ren leaned over and looked at the prefect's face full of hatred: "What did the adult say?" It's not me on my knees. With that, he put away the little golden fan and walked past him indifferently.

This kind of person, she doesn't want to take a second look.

Only power can crush him to bend his knees, so he will walk on his knees under power.

The ghost-faced man stepped along, his eyes filled with strange emotions.

Give someone a taste of their own medicine. He liked this woman's use of power.

Just now, the killing intent in her eyes was real.

What he wanted to know more was that if there was no little golden fan, what kind of method would she use to give the prefect a dismount?

Hearing that people walked into the door of the mansion, the prefect immediately stood up and shouted at the onlookers: "What are you looking at? Get out of here! ”

Instead of dispersing, the surrounding crowd gathered even more.

I want to see if there's anything going on.

This kind of good drama is rare to see for thousands of years!

The prefect was annoyed, shook his hand, and called the guards beside him: "Drive me away." "I walked into the door.

The thick dossier fell in front of Wen Ren, and the prefect said sarcastically half-mockingly: "It's all here, Wen Ren girl take a look." ”

He deliberately didn't arrange the files in chronological order, these things were enough for the person who heard the thousands of people to look at it for a while.

Wen Ren Qianjue looked at the vast file in front of him and touched his nose.

No way?

So much!

How many cases have been there in the capital!

When you open it, it's all ancient traditional characters, and she doesn't look so fast.

opened the first case first, and it turned out to be a trivial matter. For example, Lao Zhang stole Lao Li's chicken and blamed Lao Wang next door......

This has to see the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue, and when she finishes reading, the daylilies are cold, okay!

With a sigh of relief, she propped her chin and shook her head at the file in front of her, this was not going to work, she had to find a way.

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of flipping through the pages.

Wen Ren looked around and the ghost-faced man took a dossier and casually flipped through the pages one by one, and his fingers didn't stop!

She wondered, "Are you counting the pages?" Isn't it marked with the number of pages? ”

The ghost-faced man didn't speak, quickly turned over the file in his hand, and put it in front of her: "Just turn the page." ”

Wen Renqian never understood what he was going to do, and opened a page casually: "And then?" ”

The ghost-faced man lazily spat out two words: "Pages." ”

Wen Ren tried to read the number of pages.

I only heard the ghost-faced man say indifferently: "The next day, the woman surnamed Xin beat the drum three times according to the method described yesterday, and was promoted to the court for trial, but her husband refused to come out timidly, and the guards arrested her at her house......"

Wen Ren's eyes widened.

Every word he says is on paper!

Word for word!

This man actually memorized like this only in the process of turning the book!

Is his head really still a living thing?

"You memorized it?" Wen Renqian's eyes widened and he looked at the man in front of him.

The ghost-faced man stopped and spoke again: "...... Catch the family and serve the guards, if you are willing to do it, you will be cowardly, and the trial will be opened and promoted to ......"

I went, this goods not only carried down! It's still backwards!

Wen Ren Qianjue suppressed the shock in his heart, followed by ecstasy, grabbed the ghost-faced man's shoulder and shook wildly: "It's all up to you!" You'll be able to read it soon! ”

The ghost-faced man glanced faintly at the woman's hand gripping his shoulder.

Suddenly I felt that she didn't want to live anymore.

Wen Ren Qianjue let go of his hand, hehe smiled and pushed a bunch of files in front of him, yawned himself, and found a random book lazily to look at, just as a joke.

When she was drowsy, she suddenly heard the trial in the front room.

An old man's voice came into his ears: "Master Qingtian, you must be the master of the little one!" The youngest daughter is about to get married, but she disappears inexplicably! ”

Get married......

Disappeared inexplicably......

Wen Qianjue suddenly woke up, and he was sleepy.

The first thing she thought of was the corpse of the white-haired old woman dressed in girl's clothes in the mass grave.

At this time, another dissatisfied voice sounded: "Forget about your daughter, what's the matter if my son loses it?" ”

"It must have been your son who kidnapped my daughter!"

"Phew! I don't look at what my daughter looks like! He doesn't want it for me to give my son for nothing! ”

Bang.

The dissatisfied voice shouted: "You dare to hit me!" ”

Then, the two scuffled together.

Wen Ren Qianjue had already appeared in the hall, and asked calmly: "Uncle, you said that your daughter was lost, when did you lose it?" ”

A woman's voice was suddenly heard in the lobby.

Both of them were stunned.

The old man spoke: "Just last night, Xiaohui should have been married today, who would have thought ......"

There was unspeakable sadness in the cloudy old eyes.

Hearing people's expressions, they were stunned. Last night...... Wasn't that when she saw the ownerless coffin!

She continued, "What was she wearing before she disappeared?" ”

The old man looked at it, she was not wearing an official uniform, and when she saw that the prefect didn't speak, could it be the prefect's family? could only reply: "Xiaohui was wearing a wedding dress when she disappeared. ”

The alarm bell rang in Wen Ren's heart, and he asked the last question: "What is the pattern of the wedding dress?" ”

The old man was even more puzzled.

She didn't ask where people had gone, but was interested in clothing.

I still couldn't help but speak: "There are peony flowers embroidered on it, and there is a phoenix bird on the chest." ”

Wen Renqian's eyes narrowed, and after a while, he spoke: "Maybe I know where your daughter is?" ”

"What!?" The old man was shocked in an instant, and his eyes widened in shock, as if he couldn't believe it.

He took a step back, his face full of disbelief, and shook his head: "Impossible, my lord, who is she?" How is it possible to know where the little girl is? ”

The prefect glanced at Wen Ren: "Wen Ren girl, this official still has to try the case normally, you have a bit of a lot of control, right?" ”

Wen Renqian walked off the stage step by step: "I took over this case." ”

Another middle-aged man dressed plainly and with a bookish demeanor hurriedly said, "Does that girl know where the child is?" ”

She stopped: "Let's come along." ”

Wen Ren Qianjue rushed to the mass grave with the prefect and several officials, as well as the old man and the middle-aged man.

Along the way, the old man's face was horribly white, and he was completely speechless.

Just looked around in horror.

His wrinkled hands clenched from time to time, and his heart was about to jump out of his heart. He didn't want to see that fact.

Wen Renqian never spoke. Sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is probably the most painful thing in the world.

She found the location according to the route she remembered, her eyes flashed, no, the soil on the coffin seemed to be darker, as if it had just been turned over not long ago.

Was it the one she built last night?

The prefect was so tired and out of breath that he pointed to the ground and asked, "Here?" ”

Wen Ren nodded his head, but he had a faint intuition in his heart that the coffin might have been taken away......

The prefect waved his hand, and the two officials began to dig.

The old man had always stood quietly beside him, and now that he was in front of the grave, he seemed to be disheartened, and his face was pale, but he was very quiet.

Not long after, the shovels of the servants touched something.

Dig it up, it's the same coffin I saw last night!

Wen Ren breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the coffin open with his own hands.

The prefect was curious, took the lead in probing and took a look, and sneered: "Wenren girl, where is the person?" ”

Wen Qian's hand paused.

The corpse of the old woman I saw last night has disappeared cleanly!

It's as if everything you saw last night was just a dream!

The prefect didn't let go of this opportunity, and kept sneering: "Wenren girl, you've come all the way to get us here, you don't just want to show us the coffin, right?" What does this have to do with Uncle Li's daughter? ”

Wen Ren looked back: "Maybe I was wrong." ”

That scene last night did happen, but who exactly!

After that, the body in the coffin can be removed!

Uncle Li breathed a sigh of relief at this time, relieved himself, didn't stand still, and sat on the ground: "Now I'm relieved, I thought it was Xiaohui lying inside." ”

"Mistaken?" The prefect sneered and continued to be sarcastic.

Wen Renqian was not listening, and all her attention was on the coffin.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw a nail in the corner of the coffin, and a touch of red hung on it.

Reaching out and taking the red off, it was the bright red fragment of the wedding dress.