Judge of the Lamp

Overnight, Xu Zhiqiong led people to open six charity halls and released nearly two thousand beggars.

In Daxuan, the state capital in charge of the capital is called Jingzhaofu.

There is also the same official office in Qiancheng, which is called Shenlinfu.

The Shenlin Mansion is responsible for the government affairs and public security of the capital, and catching beggars is what they do.

But Shenlin Mansion knew nothing about what happened last night. Early in the morning, the official who was on duty during the day was about to replace the official who was on the night shift, but there was no one waiting for him when he arrived at the Yamen.

"Where are these birds going?"

"Maybe I got into the bed with a good friend."

"It's reasonable to say that one of them got into the bed, but we can't all get into it!"

At the time of the handover, everyone was talking and laughing.

When the hour came, everyone couldn't laugh anymore.

An hour has passed, why are these officials still missing?
Deng Anruo, Yin of Shenlin Mansion, was in a hurry, and ordered people to search around quickly.

From Chenshi to find the dusk, the government officials traveled all over the city, and finally found the policeman who was on duty last night.

But why is it so hard to find?Is it hidden so deep?

In fact, it wasn't very deep, Xu Zhiqiong thought they were getting in the way on the street, so he sent them to the charity hall.

The weather was quite cold, and it was quite dangerous outside. Xu Zhiqiong was afraid that they would run away, so he tied their hands and feet, gagged their mouths, and settled them in the courtyard.

But why didn't those yamen servants who came to see them come to Shantang earlier?

What are you looking for in Shantang?Shantang is closed by beggars!
Those beggars were supposed to fend for themselves, even if they were all dead, the messengers didn't bother to take a second look.

Thanks to a yamen servant who caught a drunk on the side of the street and wanted to send them to the shantang, but when he opened the door, he found that the shantang was only locked up by yamen servants, so he rescued these people.

These yamen servants had been hungry for a whole day and hadn't eaten anything. When they saw Shenlinfu Yin, they felt aggrieved in their hearts. They were crying in tears. They all said that they encountered ghosts last night and arrested them in the shantang.

Mr. Fu Yin naturally didn't believe in ghosts. At first, he suspected that these yamen servants were negligent in their duties and let the beggars go. He was afraid of punishment, so he played such a bitter trick.

However, it is known that the beggars in the six philanthropic halls have all been let go. This matter is definitely not a problem of the yamen.

With such a big event happening, you can't hide it from the truth, you have to play it quickly. Deng Anruo immediately wrote the memorial and sent it to the Shenjun Hall.

There is no cabinet in Qiancheng Kingdom, and all memorials are directly submitted to the gods.

After reading the memorial, Hong Juncheng was furious: "Decide my will, within three days, the criminal will be arrested and brought to justice!"

Shenjun said this sentence, and Deng Anruo only received this sentence, but this sentence is not easy to refer to.

The god said that the criminal should be arrested and brought to justice, but who is the criminal referring to?
From the literal meaning, it should refer to the key criminal who imprisoned the Yachai in Shantang.

But the method of this important criminal is so superb, if it is said that it will be a bit difficult to arrest and bring him to justice in three days.

Deng Anruo called the judge Sui Wenchang over to discuss countermeasures together.

Sui Wenchang's official position was not high, but his scheming was different from ordinary people, and he was extremely good at guessing what he wanted. He was Deng Anruo's important confidant.

After hearing the god's will, Sui Wenchang took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, tasted the taste, and sighed softly: "My lord, the criminal you mentioned is different from the one the god said."

Deng Anruo said: "Why is it different?"

"What kind of person is the criminal you mentioned?"

"The Yacha said he looked like a ghost!"

"What kind of ghost?"

"The officials who were arrested said that they didn't see the appearance. The ghost covered his face and only knew that he could use magic spells. The officials were tied up and sent to the shantang in a daze."

Sui Wenchang said: "My lord, do you think we should take care of such a ghost? We call his means spells. According to foreign sayings, this thing is called cultivation. Who should take care of people with cultivation?"

Deng Anruo suddenly realized: "This matter should be taken care of by Shen Jiji!"

Sui Wenchang nodded: "This ghost, I have to be caught by the Divine Machine Commander. The Divine Lord ordered our key criminals to be someone else."

"Who is that?"

"The most important criminals are those who are beggars." Sui Wenchang put down his teacup and said slowly, "Sir, think about it, why did we go to such great lengths to catch those beggars? The reason is that we will not be in front of Xuanren and lose us. Chijo's face,
Now those beggars ran away, and I don't know where they went. Maybe someday they would be bumped into by Xuanren, and they would shake off this matter.

Let Xuan people know that our Qiancheng Kingdom not only has beggars, but also catches beggars. Wouldn't it be a big shame? "

Deng Anruo thought for a moment and said: "The group of preachers, can they pay attention to these beggars?"

"They don't care about it, that's their business, but our god is worried, so I order you to catch all these beggars within three days."

Deng Anruo squeezed his chin and said: "If the god is really thinking like this, why didn't he say it clearly?"

Sui Wenchang laughed and said, "My lord, how do you say this clearly? The god ordered us to catch the beggars? To say something disrespectful, this matter does not make sense in terms of emotion and reason. If you really want to say it, won't it damage the majesty of the god?

We do dirty work, and the gods don't need to tell us about it, we just catch all the beggars who ran out and it's over. "

Deng Anruo frowned and said, "I'm afraid it's not easy to catch."

"It's not that difficult, my lord, go to the city gate and ask, have any beggars left the city in the past two days? As long as they haven't left the city, they won't be able to escape from our grasp.
They have no place to live, and nothing to eat, so search every corner, and I'm sure none of them can escape! "

Deng Anruo nodded, and immediately ordered the Yamen to search the whole city for beggars.

Did Sui Wenchang guess right?
He really guessed it right, Hong Juncheng really asked Deng Anruo to catch beggars.

But beggars are not easy to catch.

If, as Sui Wenchang said, beggars were all in the city, it would not be difficult to catch them.

But all the beggars were sent out of the city by Xu Zhiqiong, and the government officials searched the city for a whole day, but found nothing.

Deng Anruo was so anxious that he asked Sui Wenchang to discuss it again.

Sui Wenchang smacked his lips and said, "Could it be that these beggars have left the city?"

Deng Anruo shook his head and said, "I asked the guards at the city gates and spent some money to remind them to pay more attention. No beggar has ever walked out of the city gates these days."

Sui Wenchang played with the teacup and said, "Then where can they go?"

Deng Anruo sighed, "I'm worried that the ghost used some magic to hide these beggars."

"It's easy to hide one person, but where can these nearly two thousand beggars be hidden?" Sui Wenchang thought for a long time, then picked up his teacup and drank it down, "Well, my lord, let's not think about it at all, just arrest people. "

Deng Anruo was surprised: "I don't even know where those beggars are, how can I catch them?"

Sui Wenchang said: "If you work for the gods, you must know what the gods want. What the gods want is that there are no beggars on the street, and the halls are full of beggars. As for who the beggars are, the gods don't even know who they are!"

Deng Anruo was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled.

He added another cup of tea to Sui Wenchang: "Wenchang, it's really humiliating for you to be a general judge."

Sui Wenchang waved his hands again and again and said, "My lord thinks highly of me so much, I am willing to serve as a general judge for the rest of my life."

"It's not right, it's not right," Deng Anruo said with a smile, "In the future, I will play the Divine Lord and show off your merits one by one. With your great talent, the Divine Lord will definitely have a great use."

Sui Wenchang thanked him again and again, but he didn't take it seriously.

Show credit?After thinking too much, the credit is all due to Mr. Fu Yin, and I am lucky to be safe under his hands.

At dawn the next day, when the government officials were patrolling the streets, an old man came out to dump the soil. When he saw the officials coming, he hurriedly avoided.

Just in time to catch up with the wind and cold last night, the old man fell to the ground with bad feet, two policemen rushed forward to help him up: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man was so frightened that he could not speak coherently: "Old, master, I came out to dump the soil."

The messenger asked with a look of surprise, "You said you didn't have anything to eat?"

The old man shook his head again and again and said, "I, I just dump the soil..."

Another policeman sighed and said: "No children, no daughters, at such an age, I still have to come out to beg for food."

The old man hurriedly said, "I have a son..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are at the feet of the gods, how can we let you go hungry, I will take you to a place where you can eat."

"I have a son, I have a family..."

The police sent the old man to the shantang without any explanation.

But said that the family found that the old man was missing, so why not look for it?
Look for it, report to the officer.

What happened in Shenlin City, naturally had to be reported to Shenlin Mansion, let's see when Shenlin Mansion can find it for him.

A group of yamen servants watched for a long time around a few actors who sang operas on the street.

When the messenger came, all the theatergoers dispersed, and the actors trembled, not daring to leave or ask questions.

The messenger came forward and said, "Who told you to come here to sing?"

"We landed here last month."

"Have you paid your taxes?"

"The tax collector hasn't come yet, so we'll call immediately when he comes."

"If he doesn't come, you won't pay, right? Come with me to the Yamen."

At first glance, these actors are from other places, and if they are arrested in Shantang, no one will intervene.

Street performers, coolie laborers in the market, and people from other villages looking for work in the city, as long as they look alike, they will all be caught as beggars.

At dusk the next day, the six shantangs were filled again.

Deng Anruo was still a little worried that if so many people were arrested, there would be some loopholes.

When I went to the shantang to have a look, I found that worrying was unnecessary.

Originally, these were poor people, starving for two days, no different from beggars.

Lord Fu Yin was very satisfied, and returned to the Yamen of Shenlin Mansion refreshed.

After dinner, Deng Anruo was about to go back to the bedroom to rest after finishing some government affairs in the study, when a person suddenly appeared behind him, pinched his neck, and pulled him back to the study.

Deng Anruo wanted to shout, but the man's fingertips tightened suddenly, and Deng Anruo almost died of breath.

It was Xu Zhiqiong who was strangling his neck from behind: "Master Deng, why did you arrest so many poor people and send them to the Shantang?"

"Who are you? Are you that monster? Come on, hurry up..."

Xu Zhiqiong tightened his fingertips again, and Deng Anruo immediately lost his voice and kept making bows with both hands, begging for mercy.

Xu Zhiqiong let go, Deng Anruo took a breath and didn't dare to make a sound.

"Did you hear me when I asked you?"

"I heard that," Deng Anruo explained, "those poor people can't survive anymore, the government sent them to the shantang to give them a bite to eat."

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "So, that Shantang is a good place?"

"This is a kind hall built by the imperial court, so it is naturally a good place!"

"Okay, then please invite Mrs. Deng to stay for two days."

"I……"

Xu Zhiqiong tightened his fingertips again, turned to Brother Xing and said, "Give Mrs. Deng a good make-up, I think he looks like a beggar."