I become a god in another world

Chapter 249 Inviting Po Meng

Chapter 249

Zhao Fusheng found this situation very interesting and smiled:
"I am the one who kept you here and allowed you to drink and have fun. Why do you blame me?"

The reason she gave for not blaming was simple and direct. It seemed to make some sense, and it also seemed to go against some of Zhang Chuanshi's past perceptions.

As a superior, you can be happy or angry as you please. When you want to scold someone, why do you need to follow principles? Reason?

Zhao Fusheng had mixed feelings about Zhang Chuanshi.

She seemed both candid and worldly.

The act of grasping people's hearts seems to be innate to her. Talking and working with her, it seems that the secrets in the heart cannot be hidden from her at all.

But getting along with her seems straightforward.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and a look of disgust, anger, guilt, and confusion gradually appeared in his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe his face.

Wherever the palm touched, the complexity in the eyes immediately disappeared, replaced by the shrewd and philistine look of the past.

But this sentiment was not disguised for long.

Under the impact of various emotions, he suddenly had an impulse that drove him to speak:
"Sir, do you suspect that I have contact with Paper Man Zhang?"

Zhang Chuanshi regretted it when he asked this question.

In fact, he is cunning, afraid of death, and has a timid personality. He will hide whenever possible when encountering trouble. Unless someone comes forward, that is when he will show off his power.

With Zhao Fusheng's intelligence, she had already realized the danger of paper figurines.

Being associated with Paper Man Zhang himself is in an extremely embarrassing position.

This topic should not have been discussed at this time. Once the two sides broke the conversation, how would they get along with the people from the Demon Suppression Division in the future?
He was distraught.

But there is no turning back when you draw a bow. Once the words are spoken, they are like water thrown out, and there is no way to take them back.

Zhao Fusheng didn't react as much as Zhang Chuanshi expected. She glanced lazily at Zhang Chuanshi, without even raising her head, and only said:

"I doubted it."

As soon as she spoke, the carriage fell into a deathly silence.

Zhang Chuanshi's body was tense, his back and spine were arched, and he instinctively assumed a defensive posture.

But Zhao Fusheng still had a calm expression and kept leaning on the counter with his elbows and resting his chin on his palms.

Compared with his behavior of being in the face of a powerful enemy, she looked calm and calm, making his defensive behavior look like a clown in a play.

"..."

Zhang Chuanshi sat upright and felt a little embarrassed. He twisted his neck and head, pretending to be nonchalant, and explained to himself: "I stretched my waist just now, I twisted it—— "

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Fusheng sneered:
"You're afraid I'll kill you."

She bluntly revealed Zhang Chuanshi's inner fear.

But for some reason, Zhang Chuanshi was not afraid at all when he heard her say that.

He laughed twice, and the grudge in his heart seemed to be eliminated with Zhao Fusheng's honesty.

The old man came over as shamelessly as ever:

"Sir, since you doubted me, why didn't you take action? Is it because I, Lao Zhang, am reliable and talkative, so you can't let me go?"

"..."

Zhao Fusheng wanted to scold him, but Zhang Chuanshi was so thick-skinned that she might have just wasted her words after scolding him. In the end, she could only hold back one word:

"roll!"

Zhang Chuanshi felt comfortable after being scolded.

He lay back on the chair next to him, used his arm as a pillow, squinted his eyes and stayed quiet for a moment, then asked again:

"Sir, since you doubt me, why don't you kill me?"

This time when he asked such questions again, his eyes were much more serious and he no longer had the same playful smile as before.

Zhao Fusheng had too many opportunities to kill him.

In fact, when Zhao Fusheng wanted to take him with her on several ghost cases, Zhang Chuanshi thought she would take action against him.

But she didn't.

Whether it was the ghost case in Goutou Village, Guiling, or Kuai Liang Village, she never took action. She even worried that something would happen to him when he was harmed by Fan Wujiu and came into contact with the ghost flower, so she placed a ghost mark on him. Saved his life.

So be it if she's stupid and naive.

But that's not who she is.

She was like a bright mirror in her heart, but she still chose to see through it without saying anything.

"why?"

Zhang Chuanshi asked again.

"Because you haven't done anything yet."

Zhao Fusheng originally wanted to calmly sort out the clues in his mind, but he kept asking him questions and became extremely annoyed.

Zhang Chuanshi's eyes were firm, and he obviously wanted to get the answer.

She sighed helplessly:

"Lao Zhang, the state has its own laws, and every family has its own rules."

Although Wan'an County's Suppressing Demon Division was abandoned by the imperial court, after Zhao Fusheng withstood it, for her, both the Suppressing Demon Division and Wan'an County were under her protection.

"I don't care what your relationship is with Paper Man Zhang. It's your business to communicate with him privately, but don't do anything to harm Wan'an County or the Demon Suppression Division." After saying this, she paused for a moment:
"If you do it, unless you have the ability not to be caught by me, if I catch you, I won't let you go."

Since Zhang Chuanshi wanted to seriously mention this topic, she simply finished it in one sentence:
"As the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, I don't care whether you are forced to join or half-requested, but you are a member of the Demon Suppression Division, so don't do anything that is disrespectful of your position."

Zhang Chuanshi understood what she meant:

"If there really is such a thing, you will not kill me because of personal grudges, but because I violated the rules."

"Correct."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"So whether you have any relationship or contact with Paper Man Zhang has nothing to do with me."

Her words made Zhang Chuanshi think deeply.

After a long time, he heard Zhao Fusheng say quietly again:
"Everyone has their own secrets, and you shouldn't have to be honest for some forced reason."

This is also the reason why she has never asked about the relationship between Zhang Chuanshi and the paper man Zhang.

Zhang Chuanshi was shocked.

After a long time, he returned to his previous shameless appearance:

"To be honest with you, my lord, I didn't have all the fun at the Xu family last night. We, Lao Zhang, also made great contributions to the Demon Suppression Division."

Zhao Fusheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

He beamed:
"The Xu family is grateful for the kindness you are willing to print, and said that after the family moves, they want to donate money to the Demon Suppression Division." After saying that, he stretched out a finger:
"This number!"

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he was not excited, but looked at him:

"How many benefits has Xu Yachen given you alone?"

"Huh? This-"

Zhang Chuanshi pulled his head back and his eyes flickered:

"W-what's the benefit..."

Zhao Fusheng ignored his avoidance and said directly:

"Forget it if you don't mention it. Now that you have mentioned it, the listener has a share. When the Xu family's money is sent, give me half of it!" "..."

Zhang Chuanshi's face turned visibly gray.

This old man was stingy, and Zhao Fusheng taking money from him was enough to make him heartbroken.

Shocked by this incident, he finally became much quieter during the rest of the journey and did not speak again.

Zhao Fusheng seemed to have his eyes closed all the way, but he was always on high alert. However, nothing happened until the carriage returned to Wan'an County in the evening.

The group of people returned to the Demon-Suppressing Division successfully.

The first person to greet Zhao Fusheng was Kuai Manzhou.

She seemed to have sensed Zhao Fusheng's return a long time ago. Before the carriage turned into Baoding Lane, blood and mist gathered inside the carriage, ghost flowers were in full bloom, and the figure of a child appeared among the ghost flowers.

Zhang Chuanshi slept all the way and felt the temperature drop suddenly.

A kind of coldness enveloped him that made him feel very uneasy. He closed the collar of his clothes, but he seemed to notice that there seemed to be an extra 'person' in the carriage.

He woke up instantly, grabbed his clothes and turned over to sit up.

Kuai Manzhou appeared in the carriage at some unknown time.

The little girl's face was pale, her lips were very pale, and her eyes were set in her bloodless face, which was a bit dark.

Without even looking at Zhang Chuanshi, she tilted her body and sat next to Zhao Fusheng.

Although Zhang Chuanshi was frightened, he couldn't afford to offend her, so he had no choice but to touch his nose and sit to one side.

The vehicle stopped in front of the gate of the Demon Suppression Department. The two brothers Fan Bisheng had been waiting at the gate. Before Zhao Fusheng appeared, Fan Bisheng said anxiously:

"Sir, she just gave birth to a baby—"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the straw curtain door of the car rolled up, and Zhao Fusheng got out of the car with Kuai Manzhou in hand.

The little girl didn't seem to hear her name, and Fan Bisheng shut her mouth in time.

"Did anything happen in the county during the two days I was gone?"

Zhao Fusheng led Kuai Manzhou into the mansion, and Er Fan followed her. After hearing her question, Fan Bisheng said:
"With Manzhou here, nothing big happens."

A person like him acts cautiously, speaks only half the words, and likes to hold back. This is not because he intentionally does this, but because the environment in which he grew up has developed his character since childhood.

Zhao Fusheng heard what he meant:
"What little thing happened?"

"Yes."

Seeing that she understood what he meant almost instantly, Fan Bisheng couldn't help but relax his eyebrows and nodded:

"Mother Meng is here."

He whispered:
"Last time, my lord asked me to give her a message before he left for Fengmen Village. She acted a little uneasy at that time. Later, she came to the Demon Suppression Division twice, but my lord was not there, so he sent her back first. She came here yesterday. , I learned that the Lord went to Baozhi County and said he would be back today, so he was waiting at the government office early in the morning. "

Zhao Fusheng thought of the Red Shoes Ghost Case, paused, and then nodded:

"I'll see her first."

"Mother Meng will be temporarily placed in the north wing."

After Fan Bisheng finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng took Kuai Manzhou and walked towards the north wing.

The Demon Suppression Department has been undergoing major renovations recently, and most of the damaged buildings have been vacated, and most of the items and files have been moved to the north.

It was still dark at this time, and there were still some handymen busy in the southeast. When Zhao Fusheng came back, many people stood up and saluted hurriedly.

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand to signal everyone to go about their business, and then entered the yamen, pausing for a moment before entering the north wing.

The Zhenmo Division occupies a very large area, with a total of six houses in the row to the north.

The door of one of the rooms was open, and only a row of thick curtains made of cotton and linen were hung to keep out the cold winter wind.

A handyman passing by the inner courtyard saw Zhao Fusheng standing in front of the door. Seeing the opportunity, he quickly came over and lifted the curtain for her. Zhao Fusheng nodded to him, and then led the little girl into the house.

Perhaps it was because she had ordered Fan Bishui to summon Po Meng in advance, and Fan Bishui was good at summoning people.

The charcoal basin was lit in the room and it was very warm. Po Meng, who was sitting at the table and had been waiting uneasily all day, turned her head subconsciously when she heard the footsteps.

When she saw Zhao Fusheng leading Kuai Manzhou in, her eyes lit up, and then she smiled:

"grown ups--"

While speaking, she stood up with a somewhat embarrassed expression and rubbed her hands again.

The skin of her hands was very rough due to years of hard work, and her knuckles had large and small bloody holes.

Last time, the little girl said that she had a fierce aura——

Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed and he motioned for her to sit down.

"I heard from Mr. Fan that he wanted to see me for something. I came several times in the past two days, but I didn't meet him--"

"Just call me Fusheng."

Zhao Fusheng smiled, walked to Po Meng's side, and sat on the chair as well.

Mrs. Meng clasped her hands together and sat down a little restrained, her hands uneasily inserted between her legs. When she heard what she said, she just smiled:
"How dare you call the Lord by his name——"

"A name is a code for a person. Since we have a name, it is used to call us." Zhao Fusheng smiled:
"My lord is also called you, and Fu Sheng is also called you. What's wrong with you?"

Po Meng pursed her lips, neither agreeing nor refuting, her attitude was very submissive.

While she was talking to Zhao Fusheng, her eyes always turned to Kuai Manzhou, with a hint of affection in her eyes.

Zhao Fusheng said nothing and looked at Po Meng quietly.

After a while, she realized that something was wrong. When she raised her head, she met Zhao Fusheng's probing eyes. She couldn't help but get up in a panic:
"Sir, I——"

"It seems that Manzhou is very popular with you. I saw that when I was drinking soup at your stall last time, you were also looking at her, and you are looking at her again this time." She said as if she was joking:

"If you really like Man Zhou so much, why don't you close the soup stall and come to my Demon Suppression Division?"

When Po Meng heard this, she laughed:

"Thank you for taking care of me, sir, but I am just an old woman who makes soup. How can I enter a place like Zhenmosi——"

She thought Zhao Fusheng was joking with her:

"It seems that you like the soup I cook. If you don't dislike it, I will come over and cook a meal for you every day. I was very good at cooking at my parents' house -"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and interrupted her words:

"I'm not kidding you, I'm serious."

"..." Po Meng was stunned for a moment:
"Really, really?"

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said:

"If you join the Demon Suppressing Division, you will get a salary in the future. It is much better than setting up a stall in the south of the city and sleeping in the open air——"

"Your Majesty's kindness..."

When Po Meng heard what she said, she also realized that Zhao Fusheng was serious.

She didn't expect such a great thing to happen to her, but her reaction was a little strange.

Making soup and selling rice is the most difficult job.

Take Meng Po selling soup as an example. Every day before dawn, she has to get up and cook. In between, she has to wash dishes and watch the fire. At the same time, she buys firewood, vegetables and corn. She is extremely busy, but her stall may not have How many people visit.

Before I met Zhao Fusheng, hooligans often went to her stall to cause trouble. It was common for them not to give her money after meals, and occasionally they would rob her of some money.

She has been working for many years, but her life is not rich.

Those who sell food may not be able to feed themselves.

Although her situation was much better now, she still looked miserable. Zhao Fusheng asked her to quit the porridge stall and work in the Demon Suppression Division. She should have happily agreed, but she remained silent.