At this time, Mi Shi no longer had a fluke mentality, and only hoped that this son would not throw the charge of murder to himself, and when he heard Feng Xue give her a chance to speak, he immediately poured beans into a bamboo tube and told the true story-

"Although my grandson is doing business outside, I did make a lot of money in the first year, and I married him at that time, but this year the outside year is not good, and my grandson heard that his hometown is developing well, so he brought me back, just remembering the money he owes Zhang San, and some don't want to pay it back, as soon as we discussed, we decided to set up a bureau......

Speaking of this, Zhang San's eyes suddenly widened, and he was helpless in his heart, just the little money that Boss Mi borrowed from him was just a monthly example of his own month in Gongzi's Mansion, and he was not looked at by him from beginning to end, but he didn't expect that he would be set up because of this, which was simply a disaster.

Feng Xue is no exception to this, in this there is no "prince general Xiangning has a kind of" Feng Xue, as the son of Xu Guo, was divided into a Zhuangzi before he became an adult, with 10,000 acres of fertile land, thousands of households, hundreds of slaves, ox carts to pick up and drop off when he went out, more than ten disciples in Fuzhong, dozens of singers and dancers, if you want, you can buy hundreds of barbarian slaves from outside at any time to come back, or the type that can be killed casually, and the assets in his hands are completely enough to feed this group of people, and let them eat a full meal, and even eat meat every three or five times.

And the ordinary people of this era only have more than 30,000 mouths, not to mention meat and vegetables, it is already a lifelong pursuit to be able to eat dry rice every day, although Xujiazhuang has achieved a comprehensive "well-off" under his own influence (being able to eat every day is the well-off of this era), but compared to his own luxury life, it is still too far behind.

It's not that he didn't think about using some money to finance the commoners, but his stewards were unanimously opposed, not because of rules or etiquette, but because if he did this, it would affect the governance of other Zhuangzi in the surrounding area, and at the same time, it would also make it difficult for the county marquis to do it, and finally make it difficult for him to gain a foothold in the aristocratic class.

There were so many thoughts in my heart that I was only in one thought, but Nami continued to start talking—

"My grandson said that Zhang San was the protégé of Gongzi, and no one could keep it if he owed it for no reason, so he discussed with me, invited him home, entertained him with good wine and meat, drunk him, and then framed him for wanting to rape me, so that in order to avoid the pain of flesh and skin, Zhang Sanduo would choose to redeem the sentence, so that not only did he not have to repay the debt, but he could also earn a ......"

"......" Zhang San didn't even have the strength to scold at this time, and his heart was a string of [Daxia foul mouth], for a few taels of silver (the right to use silver at this time), he tried in vain to cut off Zhang's future, aren't you afraid that I will retaliate afterwards? If you don't want to pay it back, just say, I didn't plan to come back when I borrowed you, okay?

Of course, this Mi clan didn't know how high Feng Xue's requirements for the virtue of his disciples were, so he just said to himself:

"After my grandson drunk Zhang San last night, I didn't wake up, I thought he was too drunk, so according to the plan, I dragged Zhang San to the bed, stripped off his clothes, and was about to wake up my grandson and let him 'catch the adulterer', but found that he had lost his breath...... I don't know where Zhang San poisoned him, and I remembered that he had never touched the chicken and soft-shelled turtle from beginning to end, and I was worried that he was poisoning the dish, and accused me of poisoning my husband, so I poured out the scraps and cleaned them, but Zhang San had already stripped them off, and if I reported to the official directly, I was afraid that I would not be able to explain clearly, and I was worried that he would wake up when he was dressing, so I could only wait until dawn and report to the official as originally planned...... What I said is true, although I framed Zhang San for rape, he really poisoned my grandson!"

Knowing that he had no credibility in what he said, he kept grabbing his head on the ground, swearing and swearing, trying desperately to prove that everything she said was true.

Feng Xue didn't know how to describe Mi's operation, but according to the stupidity of the poor in this era, there was no flaw.

But......

Although it is not impossible to make people silently and without warning, it is not impossible to get it out of this era without involving extraordinary powers.

Even if it can be figured out, it is impossible to use it to poison an ordinary grain merchant, and of course it will not be a mistake in the auxiliary car - to put it mildly, let alone Zhang San, Feng Xue is not qualified!

And when it comes to supernatural powers......

Feng Xue thought of this, his head suddenly hurt, and he remembered the overturned earth dragon again.

Although he hasn't figured out the rules for activating this golden finger yet, at least for now, every time it is automatically determined, there will be a catastrophe.

In other words, if the dice yesterday were really related to this murder, it was likely to cause a catastrophe next.

So, where does the woe come from?

Pinching her eyebrows slightly, Feng Xue thought of a possibility, and sighed faintly and said, "Where did you dump those leftovers?"

"Because I was afraid of poisoning, I didn't dare to pour it into the swill bucket, so I dug a hole in the backyard and buried it. Mi whispered, Feng Xue's face darkened.

Buried?

Will it pollute the groundwater veins?

And then I don't know which day I drank a well water, and then I hung up?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately beckoned to the messenger and said:

"You ask two people to take her to her backyard and dig up all the leftovers she has buried, remember, those things may be highly poisonous, don't touch them with your hands, cover your face with a damp cloth when digging, don't be sloppy ......"

"Yes!" Although Luo Xianling was next to him, the understanding that nobles were equal to officials or even higher than officials was deeply rooted in the hearts of people in this era, so for Feng Xue's assignment, the messenger did not resist anything, and immediately took the order and escorted Mi Shi to turn around and leave.

However, at this time, Feng Xue always felt that there was something to ignore, and after thinking about it, she still sighed and said silently in her heart:

[Perception judgment.] 】

Although the character panel has a lot of similarities with COC, there are subtle differences in attributes, such as perception, which is the composite judgment of inspiration and intelligence.

The dice in my head rolled "bones", and then, a line of text also appeared in front of me-

[Perception: 100/60 (Big Failure)]

[You try to empty your brain, follow the trace of inspiration in your brain, but your brain is so empty that not only do you not think of anything, but you also forget all your original inspirations, and in 1d10=10 hours, you will make a penalty dice for all intelligence-related judgments (including those required for understanding, recall, and thinking, the most typical is a variety of skills ending in the word "learning"). 】

(When I threw three zeros in a row, I was stupid)

Bang!

Feng Xue only felt as if her brain had been thrown into the washing machine for a full set, her thoughts were blank for a moment, she didn't know anything for a moment, she couldn't think of anything, as if she had lost her mind, and the whole person stayed there, it seemed, there was a little intermittent amnesia.

After a long time, he came back to his senses in Luo County's somewhat worried call, and glanced at the record of the great failure of his comprehension with palpitations, but what appeared in his heart was happiness.

Fortunately, it is a big failure of understanding, which means that at most the brain is stunned for a while, after all, understanding contains inspiration, and the failure of inspiration means that nothing is noticed, since nothing is discovered, then it will not cause the SAN value to plummet because of something that should not be seen, heard, or thought.

However, looking at the series of asterisks followed by the big failure entry, he felt a little painful, because if this waste wood gold finger was judged to fail, the description of the identification after the failure would be [data deleted], so Feng Xue only knew about the big failure, and he didn't know what punishment the big failure would bring.

"But then again, do I have a SAN value?" Feng Xue scratched his head and muttered thoughtfully, although he said that the heart corresponds to the will and the SAN value, but so far, even if he saw Buzhou Mountain falling, he had not made a relevant appraisal.

However, Feng Xue didn't realize that as his thinking deviated, he completely forgot what he was thinking about before, and even forgot why he wanted to invest in understanding.

ps:I'll write it in the future.,Don't write it now.,Mainly because of the setting.,If you don't write the battle of the lich directly.,Just writing about the outside will make the sense of expectation decrease.,This book is interesting to let Feng Xue investigate the truth of the world little by little.,Otherwise, I'll write out the battle of the lich now.,You immediately "Oh,It's this kind of setting" In this way, the sense of expectation in the later investigation will drop.,Specifically,It's probably the second to third volumes.。 With every bit of setting it up, you're going to say, it, what the hell is this? That's interesting, right?