I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 51 Memories of Secretary, the person behind the scenes

Early the next morning, Yu Chen went down the mountain.

First of all, as a grimace, I went to Xie Qing and asked him to sort out all the information about the Blackwater Gang.

——Since it is determined that it is the enemy, sooner or later we have to confront each other, and only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we be victorious in all battles.

And what about Xie Qing?

That's called a elation!
Seeing this murderous look, and wanting information about the Blackwater Gang, it's impossible to have dinner with them, right?

In short, the underworld leader agreed straight away, and promised to compile all the materials of the Blackwater Gang into a book as soon as possible.

After hearing this, Yu Chen left and waited for two days to come back to get things.

Finding a remote alley, he hid the face of Senluo ghost, re-transformed into the boy who looked sick at the grave, and went to the street.

Walking out from the south of the city, it was getting late, and on the streets covered with heavy snow, all kinds of people came and went, bustling.

Yu Chen couldn't be bothered to go up the mountain to cook fire, so he found a noodle restaurant casually, ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles and a bowl of hot soup, and swallowed it with a gurgle, feeling warm.

When I got up, I paid the bill and was ready to go back to the mountain.

But when he passed the junction of the overpass and the dry bridge, he broke through and stopped, looking at an ancient house on the edge of the overpass, his eyes narrowed.

——In the wind and snow, on the house, there was a faint light flickering.

How could Yu Chen, who has survived countless ghosts, not know that this is a ghost with an unfulfilled wish!

He took a step, pretending to be nonchalant, and took a few steps closer.

Just listening to the crying sound coming from the mansion, it was extremely sad!
Judging by the appearance, it is likely that someone died in the family.

Just as Yu Chen was thinking, a ghost stepped over the deep wall and came out.

It was the ghost of a thin, stooped old man with gray hair, walking on a cane, and wearing a thick cloth gown.

——Compared to those ghosts that Yu Chen had seen before, he was more respectable.

Yu Chen glanced at it first, and it always seemed familiar.

After a while, I slapped my forehead!

Do you know this person?

I just saw it two days ago!

Isn't it the Secretary of the Yamen Yingku Division?
On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, when Yu Chen went to collect the money, he saw the old man!

How did it take two or three days to die?
But right now it was not a place to talk, Yu Chen saw that there was no one around, so he held the Sutra of Rescue in his hand, took the old man's ghost into it, and then went to Qingfeng Mausoleum.

When he got back to the house, he spread out the scriptures, and saw the old man by the Huangquan River, leaning on crutches, sighing unceasingly, as if he was unwilling to leave for a long time.

At the same time, the revolving lanterns of his life flashed before Yu Chen's eyes one by one.

The old man, surnamed Zhou, was over 60 years old and was the Secretary of the Weishui Yamen Yingku Department at that time.

The Yingku Division is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Households, which is where the Weishui Yamen manages the accounts, and the secretary is equivalent to the front desk and accountant in the previous life.

Every year and every month, the monthly salaries of Weishui officials, big and small, and laborers like Yu Chen, who live in the yamen, flow out of the Yingkusi.

This bookkeeper, say big or not, is just a small official.

But it is not small, the money of the entire Weishui yamen is in his hands.

And this week's secretary was elected when the county magistrate took office, and he has been in office for nearly 20 years.

How did he die?

Yu Chen looked over again, and then suddenly realized.

It's ridiculous to say that because Zhou Sibo has a bad relationship with his son, he has developed a habit of drinking at night in recent years.

No, I drank half a catty of wine last night, it was already late at night, when I entered the room, I was dizzy, and when I fell, my head hit the threshold, and I passed out.

The family members heard the movement, and hurriedly called the doctor in the hospital, and sent a letter to Zhou Sibu's son who was doing business in the state capital.

Early this morning, even though the doctor in the medical center treated him all night, Zhou Sibo still couldn't hold back and died.

Seeing this, Yu Chen couldn't help but sighed.

A small drink is pleasant, but a big drink is harmful to the body!

Although the Secretary had a stern face all day this week, when Yu Chen went to collect the money, he was never happy to hold him back a bit, he was a person who handled things impartially.

Why can't you die with peace?
Yu Chen continued to read.

But he hasn't seen Zhou Sibo's last wish yet, but he saw... himself?
After talking about it, Yu Chen was stunned.

We met once a month, no more than ten breaths at a time, Zhou Sibo actually remembered that his name was Yu Chen, and even knew that he was Yu Tiesheng's child back then?
Yu Chen continued to read.

Besides, Zhou Sibu's impression of Yu Chen can be traced back to 15 years ago at the earliest. At that time, Yu Chen was more than four years old, and Yu Tiesheng and his wife were beheaded.

At that time, Zhou Sibo received a secret order from his superiors, asking him to find someone to pretend to be a variety of people, and send some food and clothes to the criminal child under the bridge hole. The murder case was too sensational, and their children were naturally not very popular.

Later, that person ordered Zhou Sibu to arrange Yu Chen with a leisurely job that would not violate his status as a criminal when he was in his teens.

——This gave Zhou Sibo a headache for quite a while.

This doesn't violate the identity of the criminal household, and it's a leisurely job, but it's so damn hard to find!

Fortunately, later Mr. Qin took a step ahead and arranged for Yu Chen to go to the Qingfeng Mausoleum with the help of the Zhengqing Gang.

Zhou Sibo stopped worrying.

Even so, Zhou Sibo was told by that person that when Yu Chen came to collect the money, he could not deduct a cent from him.

Seeing this, Yu Chen's expression was quite strange.

Because, in Zhou Sibo's memory of the revolving lantern, the person who gave the order was the current county magistrate of Weishui!
A majestic county magistrate who has been paying attention to him since 15 years ago?
why?
Anyway, it was definitely not because of Yu Chen himself, nor was it because of the recently appeared scriptures for saving people.

Well, there is only one answer.

——His parents.

Because of his parents whose heads had been beheaded, the magistrate took good care of him.

Seeing this, Yu Chen's mind was even more confused about what was going on.

——Before, I got the news from Xiao Zihua that because he framed Yu Tiesheng and his wife, he took the position of chief arrester of Weishui.

And the Blackwater Gang probably wouldn't be able to intervene in the appointment and dismissal of a chief arrester, so Yu Chen guessed that among the people who framed his parents, there must be someone from the yamen.

And the magistrate of the county is quite suspicious.

——After all, the decision of who will be the chief arrester is a matter of his words. Even if it is the former disciple of the "sinner", as long as the county magistrate wants to help him up, it is not a big problem.

But now, in Zhou Sibo's revolving lantern, the actions of the magistrate cannot be the murderer who framed Yu Chen's parents.

Otherwise, if he really harmed Yu Chen's parents, he might wish Yu Chen could die, so why would he secretly send someone to take care of him?

Similarly, if the county magistrate was on Yu Tiesheng's side in the case of Chen's family extermination, then the magistrate would not tolerate Xiao Zihua, who framed Yu Tiesheng, if he wanted to be appointed chief arrester.

So if this is the case, in the entire Weishui yamen, who else can resist the pressure of the county magistrate and send Xiao Zihua to the position of chief arrester?

For some reason, a young, gentle and handsome face suddenly appeared in Yu Chen's mind.

That gentle smiling tiger hides a beast-like bloody smiling tiger under his gentle appearance.

That big man whose power is equal to or even surpassed by the county magistrate.

That Weishui recognized the only powerful existence that surpassed innateness and stepped into the illusory realm of refining qi and cultivating Taoism.

——Wang Qi Division, the chief of the division!
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