Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 862 List

Daji patted him on the shoulder and said: "Just take it easy to recover, and the county magistrate Tang will ask questions later. If he asks you, you can answer truthfully."

  Erji looked in a daze, he asked: "Brother, can this case really be investigated?"

  He murmured: "It's been twelve years."

  Daji said to him: "Yes."

   Erji lay down, motionless.

   Seeing that the eldest brother got up to leave, Er Ji opened his mouth and called him in a low voice, "Brother, does Ms. Man really hate me?"

  Daji sighed, stretched out his hand to press the quilt for him, and whispered: "No hate, Miss Man said, you are not the fault, and the murderer, you are also the victim."

  Daji paused and said, "She is a very smart and kind child."

  "Is it the same as her parents?"

  Daji nodded and said: "Yes, like her parents."

  Erji didn't speak any more.

  Daji got up and went out of the house. He saw his son Zheng holding a slingshot and aiming at the trees in the yard. He smiled slightly, and stepped forward to rub his head and rubbed it.

  Boan shook his head, glanced at his father, and called "Father" with a blushing face.

  Daji nodded, and asked: "How's your schoolwork?"

  Boan just lit his foot and said nothing.

  Daji said: "I really can't go on, so I will go to school for two more years, and I will send you to learn Kungfu after I have learned everything."

   "Grandpa and grandma want me to study."

Daji knew the kind of pain. He couldn't remember an article after he was killed. Obviously he worked very hard. His wife asked someone to write to him, saying that Boan was lighting up the lamp all night and all night to study, but his grades were still average. The husband visits the house every once in a while, and Boyan gets nervous every time he visits.

  This reminded Da Ji when he was studying with the young master when he was a child, but at that time he was a servant, and it didn’t matter whether he read well or not. He knew a few words, and he was a good book boy, and he could fight.

  But other hopes are pinned on his son.

   So I thought for a while and said to Bo'an: “It’s okay. There is also your second brother. Let him go to the examiner. If you can’t learn it, you can learn kung fu. You can use darts in the future, you can farm at home.”

  Boan refreshed, and asked: "Really?"

Daji raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is my second child studying okay?"

   "Okay, my mother said that my second brother will follow her. He has a good memory and reads much better than me."

Daji heaved a sigh of relief and nodded: "Then you have to take the exam for your second child. I'll beg for the old lady when you turn around. You know all the words, and you can practice martial arts when you know how to write something."

  Boan was happy, and jumped up excitedly holding the slingshot.

Daji couldn't help but smile, but he started to think of Bai Shan and Man Baolai. He looked at Bo An thoughtfully, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

  Man Bao and Bai Shan couldn't sleep well, the gifts for Qi Jue were placed on the table, but Man Bao had already come out of his heartache at the moment.

  At night, the whole yard was quiet, and Man Bao kept replaying the Erji she saw today and what she heard in her mind. In the end, she couldn't help but got up and lit the oil lamp.

Zhou Lijun went home. She lived in this room. Don’t worry about disturbing others. Man Bao took out the ink stick and polished it in the inkstone. After taking the pen, she wrote her parents’ names on a piece of white paper. , And add Bai Qi's name below.

  Man Bao paused when he was about to write down, and still wrote down a former county of Shu county Chenghe county.

  Erji said that there were many people who died that day. In addition to the guards of their Bai family, there were also government officials from the county government...

Bai Shan, who lives next to Man Bao, didn’t fall asleep either. He lay on the bed thinking more. He knew some of the names of those people, and he didn’t know more. But now, he can’t do the investigation with integrity, let alone go. Worship...

  Bai Shan sighed, rolled over, and continued to look inside the wall with his eyes open.

  At this time, County Magistrate Tang did not go to bed either. The light in the study was always on. He spread out the files he found and copied the names of the people inside onto the paper one by one.

  Bai Qi, Zhou Yin and his wife Xia, the county prime minister He Ziyun, his eldest son He Chang, and the government official Du Zhisong...

  There are more and more names written on paper, and County Magistrate Tang’s heart is getting heavier.

   copied the last name on the paper, and the county magistrate Tang stopped writing, and a reasonable voice came from outside the house, "Madam, the master is working, or you should go back first, and the younger one will tell the master."

Mrs. Tang is rarely stopped by Mingli, so she stopped and did not rush, and handed the food box to Mingli, "I'm fine. There is soup in it, let him drink it and go to bed earlier."

  Bent down clearly.

  Mrs. Tang raised her head and glanced at the figure reflected in the window, and saw that he was still standing at the table holding a pen, and turned away.

The county magistrate Tang listened to the movement outside the door, and when Mrs. Tang walked away, he took the pen and added word by word after the rows of names, "The ten years of Dazhen’s Qianweiyan burst was affected." Thirty-eight thousand people..."

  The last word was sharp, and County Magistrate Tang looked at the densely packed names on the big paper on the table, closed his eyes slightly, and became firmer when he opened it again.

  He put down the pen, and after the paper dries, he folded it and put it aside, and then took the pen to write again.

  Mingli came in with the food box and took out the soup inside, "Master, drink some soup first."

  The county magistrate Tang shook his head and asked, "Is the case known?"

  It is reasonable to calculate the time, "I should be able to come back tomorrow."

  The county magistrate of Tang nodded, put up the two envelopes, and handed one of them to Mingli, "When he comes back tomorrow, give it to him, let him send it back to the capital to his father."

  Obviously.

The county magistrate Tang received the other letter. Then he glanced at Tang, thought about it, and put the letter in a box and locked it, then stood up and said, "Stop drinking, I'm going back to the main courtyard. ."

  Obviously, she hurriedly sent the county magistrate Tang back to the backyard. Madam Tang did not sleep. When she saw the county magistrate Tang came back, she raised her head and smiled at him, and asked, "Is it all busy?"

  The county magistrate of Tang nodded indifferently, "It's over."

  Ms. Tang did not ask him what he was up to, and said: "Tomorrow, the little son of the Qi family will live, are you going?"

   "That kid is only sixteen or seventeen years old, what life did he have?" The county magistrate Tang shook his head without thinking, "Don't go."

   "Whatever the age of sixteen or seventeen, it is only sixteen years old. If a teenager at this age wants to talk to him, of course he will find time to meet more people."

   "Tomorrow, there is still something to do with the Yamen," Tang County magistrate said: "There is a case in the country. I have to go down and take a look. You can go, and see Madam Qi to help me find it."

  Ms. Tang asked curiously, "Human homicide?"

  The county magistrate of Tang coughed lightly: “It’s stealing. Now the spring rush has begun. This kind of thing is very sensitive. If people gather together, if they don’t handle it properly and fight privately, they may kill them.”

  Ms. Tang nodded without doubt.

  　 The next update will be around 6pm

  (End of this chapter)