This time, Fu Xuanlin immediately locked on to the source of the sound, and the cry came from the other end of the courtyard wall.

Listening to this cry in the courtyard is clearer and more sorrowful than when it is heard in the house.

When Fu Xuanlin came to this east wing, he had a rough look at the layout of the Thorn History Mansion, and the room he lived in should be the easternmost house in the entire Thorn History Mansion, so the opposite side of this wall is someone else's house.

He always felt that Bozhou was weird everywhere, and even the crying was so piercing.

Now that he is alone, it is better not to act rashly.

This night, the sound of crying faintly echoed in my ears.

Fu Xuanlin didn't close his eyes almost overnight.

Early the next morning.

There was a soft knock on the door.

Fu Xuanlin opened the door and saw that it was Meng Huai.

Meng Huai bent down and looked at Fu Xuanlin with a smile, "His Royal Highness King Ling slept well last night?" ”

Fu Xuanlin didn't beat around the bush either, and said bluntly: "Last night, this king faintly heard a woman's cry from the courtyard next door, and he didn't close his eyes almost all night. I don't know which family lives next door? ”

Who knew that Meng Huai's legs immediately weakened, and he almost fell backwards from the steps.

Thanks to Fu Xuanlin, he pulled him back.

"What's wrong with Meng Tingshi?"

Meng Huai's expression changed greatly, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and whispered to Fu Xuanlin:

"The one who lives next door was originally the most famous good man in Bozhou, the great good man of Zhou. Ten years ago, the second daughter of Zhou Dashan got married, but he met a group of robbers on the road, and the robbers forcibly abducted him when he saw the beauty of the lady on Tuesday. On the second day, the lady was thrown in front of the Zhou mansion, and then the lady went crazy on Tuesday. ”

Fu Xuanlin saw that Meng Huai had a nose and eyes to speak, and couldn't help asking, "So last night, it was this Tuesday lady crying?" ”

His Royal Highness didn't know anything, and then in order to avenge his daughter, Zhou Dashan instructed his family to go to the outskirts of the bandit mountain and set a fire. Who knew that not only failed to burn the robbers to death, but also provoked the robbers to be furious. One night, the gang of robbers ransacked the entire Zhou Mansion, slaughtered the Zhou family of 28 people and burned the entire Zhou Mansion, but fortunately, the heavenly rain extinguished the fire in time, and the Zhou Mansion was preserved. ”

Fu Xuanlin was heartbroken after hearing this, clenching his fists tightly.

"No wonder even the courtyard wall of the Assassin's Mansion has traces of being burned by fire."

"Hey, the Zhou family died miserably, if it weren't for the timely rain, I am afraid that the assassination of the Shifu would not be able to escape. After the fire, there were often miserable cries in the Zhou Mansion at night. Presumably, what His Highness heard was that the soul of the lady on Tuesday was crying. ”

Although Fu Xuanlin was saddened by the unfortunate experience of the Zhou family, he would not believe this kind of nonsense of crying souls.

"Zi Bu is silent, and his power is confused, as an official of the imperial court, how can Meng Tingshi believe these nonsense?"

His Royal Highness smiled, but in fact, Xia Guan Yuan didn't believe it. But over the years, many people have heard female ghosts crying in the middle of the night, even the lower officials have heard it. I really can't believe it. ”

Meng Huai's eyes were full of fear.

Fu Xuanlin noticed another point, "Since this place is haunted, why did you arrange for this king to live in the room closest to the Zhou Mansion?" ”

Meng Huai hurriedly explained: "Your Highness is the son of Your Majesty, and you must be blessed by the true dragon." Besides, only this side room in the mansion of the lower official is the best, if His Highness does not believe it, His Highness can go to all parts of the mansion to check it out on his own. ”

"No need, this king just asked casually. Why did Meng Tingshi come here so early? ”

Meng Huai was reminded by Fu Xuanlin like this, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming to Fu Xuanlin.

"The lower official has already called Du Changshi to the Assassin's Mansion, and the person is in the front hall at this moment, if His Highness is free, he might as well go and take a look."

"Then let's go with us."

The two of them went to the front hall one after the other.

As soon as Fu Xuanlin's feet stepped into the front hall, he saw a sturdy man in his early forties standing in the center of the front hall.

"Xiaguan Bo Governor Shi Ducai has seen His Royal Highness King Ling."

Du Cai's face was full of smiles, and there was cunning and cunning between his eyebrows.

Fu Xuanlin looked Du Cai up and down, his arm was wrapped in a thick bandage, and a slender rope around his neck hung that arm on his chest.

He spared Du Cai and walked straight to the front seat, turned around and sat down majestically.

"Du Changshi is not lightly injured."

Du Cai bent over and turned, "Yesterday, I failed to come in time to meet His Highness, it was the negligence of the lower officials, I hope Your Highness will forgive me!" ”

"It's okay, I believe that Meng Tingshi and Du Changshi already know the purpose of this king's visit, so please ask the two of you to hand over the distribution records of disaster relief food to this king first, and if there is a problem after this king checks the account, it can be made up as soon as possible."

Both of them were silent, Fu Xuanlin swept the knife in his eyes, and Du Cai hurriedly stepped forward.

"Your Highness doesn't know that on the day when the relief food arrived, some people came forward to loot it, so that the accounts of the relief food could not be checked."

"Oh?" Fu Xuanlin frowned and looked at Du Cai, "As a parent official, you should come forward at this time to stop drinking and punish the troublemakers for getting back the disaster relief food, why can't the accounts be checked?" ”

"These people are just hungry to act so recklessly, and Meng Tingshi and his subordinates can't detain and deal with the people who are already suffering, so they have to give up."

Fu Xuanlin knew that the distribution of disaster relief food was wrong, but when Du Cai said this, it became the fault of the people.

Sure enough, he is an old fritter who has been in the officialdom for many years, and his ability to reverse black and white is also perfect.

"This king just wants to check the accounts, why did Du Changshi shirk it in every possible way? Didn't you deliberately deceive this king? ”

Fu Xuanlin's chilling eye knife frightened Du Cai so much that he almost lowered his head to the ground.

"The lower officials don't dare! The lower official then ordered the booklet to be delivered to His Highness's residence. ”

"So there is a long history of Laudhu. This king has been here for a day, and Meng Tingshi took this king to the south of the city to see the damage to the fields. ”

"Yes, the lower official will prepare the horse."

Meng Huai took Fu Xuanlin to explore the fields in the south of the city for a whole day, and inspected the situation of the people in the city by the way.

Almost every house in the city has mourning flags and black lanterns hanging from the doorbeams.

Standing in the middle of the road, you can hear the sound of mourning one after another.

The whole city was plunged into a great sorrow, and the people of Bozhou were not only oppressed by the officials, but also by natural disasters.

After nightfall, Fu Xuanlin returned to the East Wing.

The table was already full of books.

Fu Xuanlin lit the candle, the broken doors and windows were sealed by him with something, and the room was not as cold as yesterday.

He looked through the booklet carefully and found that only 40,000 stone remained when the 60,000 stone grain was distributed.

No matter how frantically the people grab grain, there will not be only 40,000 stone of grain left, which is strange.

Fu Xuanlin carefully checked the grain distributed by each household, and there were indeed a few places on the account that could not be checked, which showed that the person who made the account had tried his best to fill in the accounts, but the amount was too large, and he could only make slight changes in the subtleties.

In this way, it seems to confirm the accusations of the displaced people.

It's just that Du Cai's bullying of the people and deducting disaster relief food is already a sure thing, but Meng Huai doesn't look like a person who can be corrupt and bend the law, why would he let Du Cai be so arrogant?

At this time, in the Zhou Mansion.

Du Cai paced back and forth in a dark secret room, impatience and restlessness filling his heart.

He looked flustered and said: "This King Ling is not a good stubble at first glance, if he finds out that there is a problem with the accounts, he will definitely not give up." What if, if he finds out our secret? ”

In the darkness, a man in an ink-colored robe slowly spoke, "This King Ling has sworn to bring us to justice, and your fears are not unreasonable. ”

Du Cai frowned sadly, "Those officials who came from here are just fooling around, but King Ling ......"

"Since you can't fool him, let him stay here forever!"

"What do you mean?"

"I heard that the martial arts named Baili Mo next to him is very strong, if he arrives in Bozhou, it will not be easy for us to attack King Ling again."

Du Caise shrank back, and retreated in his heart.

"But King Ling is the prince after all, if he dies, the court will definitely investigate to the end, how will we explain to the court then."

The man in black scolded: "What are you afraid of! If he gets the evidence and reports it to the court, we will die! The emperor of Bozhou Tiangao is far away, but he just kills one person, so why is it difficult? Come here! ”

Du Cai strengthened his courage and approached the man in black.

I saw the man in black take out an ink-colored jade bottle from his arms and put it in Du Cai's hand.

"The name of this poison is drunk and hazy, colorless and tasteless, and the toxicity is violent. The poisoned person will be dizzy and short of breath as if drunk, and eventually die quietly in their sleep. You don't need me to teach you what to do, do you? ”

Du Cai only felt that his throat was dry for a while.

"I, I see."

He has killed people a lot over the years, but now he wants to kill the prince, if the court investigates, he may not be able to get out of the way.

Seeing that he was hesitant, the man in black lowered his voice and said, "Du Cai, don't forget the deeds you have done over the years, if King Ling sues you to the court, not only you, but also your family, wife and children will be killed." It's up to you to decide which is more important! ”

Anyway, he killed so many people, and this one is not bad.

Give it a go, maybe you can hide from the world and continue to live happily in Bozhou.

Sitting back and waiting for death is a dead end.

Thinking of this, Du Cai turned his heart sideways and squeezed the poison in his hand.

Night.

"His Royal Highness King Ling, the lower officials have prepared good wine and good food, and I specially sent them to you."

Such a flattering voice is Du Cai when he hears it.

Fu Xuanlin twisted his sore neck and shoulders, closed the account and said, "Come in." ”

There was no latch or anything for this broken wooden door, so Du Cai pushed the door and walked in.

"Your Highness, you must be hungry after reading the account books for so long. This drunken fragrant chicken is made by the himself, if you don't dislike it, taste it. ”

Fu Xuanlin looked at the dishes he brought out of the food box, and they were very attractive.

He raised his eyes and looked at Du Cai, "This king still thinks that Du Changshi and Meng Thorn History can't see meat in ordinary days." ”

"Your Highness has misunderstood, this is an old hen in captivity in the Xiaguan Mansion, and she points to it to lay eggs on weekdays. There is nothing else in the lower official's house, but His Royal Highness has come all the way here, and the lower official will have to fulfill the friendship of the landlord. ”

"Du Changshi has a heart, then the king is not welcome."

Fu Xuanlin picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and the chicken slid into his stomach.

"It's delicious."

But when he wanted to eat the second piece again, he suddenly felt a blur in front of him.

He put down his chopsticks on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid.

Seeing his painful expression, Du Cai couldn't help but show a sinister and vicious smile on his face.

"His Royal Highness King Ling, you are drunk, the lower official will send you to rest."