After the release of the people, the captain went to report to the magistrate Shao and explained the situation before the prison.

"It's really crazy, like a big show. My lord, I saw something wrong with that nephew, but I should stare at these two people secretly? If they are crazy, they may not be able to do anything. At this time, it's Jiang Ziya. If he lives in a while, he will turn into Huang Feihu and swing his sword to go out to the street..."

County Magistrate Shao pondered for a moment and waved his hand: "Forget it, it shouldn't be. It's necessary to add more staff to consolidate public security. From today on, you don't have a vacation, and the streets take turns to patrol the night posts, especially in the recent days, there should be no trouble in the county."

The captain left. The chief clerk Li said, "Sir, do you think there is something wrong with that uncle and nephew?"

Magistrate Shao squinted his eyes: "It's hard to say."

Li Zhubu said again: "The officials also think something is wrong, but they can't say it. When the nephew left yesterday, Chen Chou fought in the corridor. The officials always felt that they knew it, so they spoke out, but Chen Chou said he didn't know it, but the officials still had... these things together..." He looked at the expression of the magistrate Shao.

Magistrate Shao had been playing in his heart. After the party was over yesterday, he felt something was wrong. He heard what Li Zhuan said just now, corresponding to the few days after Zhang Ping left after taking leave, the matter became more and more unfathomable. Magistrate Shao observed Zhang Ping's behavior, but he was a cautious person, not as good as he often played with extraordinary style. All kinds of strange behaviors must be a reason.

A disciple of the Minister of Justice, who passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination, went to the county, and was really just a county magistrate?

If that pair of crazy uncle and nephew weren't really crazy, then...

But the county has been very peaceful recently, and the magistrate Shao really couldn't think of any reason.

Gujiazhuang? What can a village with a terrible household?

There are also things that happened before, old things, and ex-boyfriend.

It doesn’t matter to you, don’t get involved.

County Magistrate Shao sighed: "Forget it, Saint Kong only recognizes the word "Eighty-two", why should we be more idle and idle? This county is just for peace and peace. It is enough to not let down the emperor's kindness and the people of the people."

After coming out of the room, Magistrate Shao walked to the file library to care for Zhang Ping, but the library was empty. The little official said that Lord Zhang had gone around the database a few times in the morning and then changed his clothes to go to the streets. Magistrate Shao said, "This county is just here to take a look, there is nothing else, so there is no need to tell Lord Zhang." He has no questions since he went back to work.

In the afternoon, Magistrate Shao had lunch and didn't take a break. He went to the office of the yamen again. The window was half-carried, and several officials were chatting in the corridor not far outside the window. I wondered that Magistrate Shao had come. The voice was a little loud, and a few words were drilling into Magistrate Shao's ears.

"...Our Lord Zhang is such a strange person..."

Magistrate Shao approached the window and listened carefully.

"...I just had dinner and beat the street and ran into the scene. I ran into Boss Cao from Ruhan Study. He told me that there was a person reading books in the store in the morning, but he only read them but didn't buy them. I read them all morning. The guy was a little impatient and said a few words. The man went out and ate noodles at Wang Xiazi's stall. He was recognized as Chief Zhang County Chief. Boss Cao was so scared that he was thinking about how to apologize."

Magistrate Shao's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the uncle and nephew were really good. Zhang Ping was not the same as them. I guess Chen Chou accidentally recognized him yesterday and told Zhang Ping. Zhang Ping couldn't wait and ran out to show off.

I only watch but don’t buy it. I eat noodles at a small stall on the street. How can I understand the honest style of people’s livelihood?

The young man is terrifying!

Magistrate Shao quickly returned to his home, changed into casual clothes, refused to prepare sedan chairs, and walked to the street without taking entourage.

The face of Shao County Magistrate Shao is so familiar to everyone in the county town that he can't be familiar with him. The few casual men who were with him far away met and greet him every day. But everyone is familiar with him. The magistrate must be in a contempt when he goes out like this. Since he is in contempt, he doesn't want to be recognized. Therefore, he just thinks that he doesn't recognize him and watch it silently.

Magistrate Shao did not walk often, and walked for one or two streets, his legs were very sore. A servant who was looking for the way forward ran over and approached him and said in a low voice: "Sir, Lord Zhang seems to be sitting under the tea shed in Qiantou."

Magistrate Shao coughed and said with a stern face: "Straighten your waist and retreat."

The officer quickly said, "Yes, yes, villain deserves to die." He ran away in a small step.

Magistrate Shao continued to walk forward, and sure enough, he saw a dilapidated tea shed in the direction pointed by the servant. The person sitting slightly behind the bamboo pole in the shed should be Zhang Ping.

The weather was cold, and the business of this kind of tea shed outside was originally light, but because Zhang Ping sat there, he didn't go out for work often and didn't go to the hall very much. There were not many people in Yiping County who recognized him. Today, he was recognized by the vendors who delivered vegetables to Zhang Ping's house. Everyone wanted to recognize the appearance of the new county magistrate. There were many silent onlookers, and there were many guests under the shed.

Magistrate Shao guessed the position where Zhang Ping sat. It was not a good place, but it was very casual and real. However, it was visible at a glance when passing by, and it was extremely appropriate to handle it. Magistrate Shao secretly exclaimed.

Everyone around them wondered what auspicious day it was today or what happened. The magistrate and the county magistrate went out of the yamen to dress in a conspicuous manner, for fear of hindering the two gurus, so the people under the shed scattered a little.

When Zhang Ping saw Magistrate Shao, he immediately stood up. Before he bowed, Magistrate Shao had already said, "My brother, it was such a chance encounter!" He blinked his left eye and showed it to him.

Zhang Ping had to bow silently. In fact, when he had lunch, he knew that he had been recognized and was secretly watched along the way. However, when he really wanted to find out something, he pretended not to know. He had less money to bring out, and after buying books, he was not enough to enter the teahouse. He was so thirsty that he could only go to the teahouse to drink a bowl of coarse tea.

As a result, when he sat down at the tea shed, the stall owner smiled and said that the customer was waiting. Zhang Ping saw the stall owner's grandson running into the tea shop next to him. He regretted it immediately, but it was difficult to get up and leave. After a while, the tea came up, and the sharp little buds moistened the green tea. Zhang Ping felt even more uneasy. While drinking, he calculated the money he had on his body, and looked at the road secretly, hoping that Chen Chou or Deng Xu and Liu Tongyi could pass by here and borrow two tea money.

Unexpectedly, it was the magistrate of Shao. The stall owner smiled and bowed: "Please sit down with a distinguished guest." The people around him waited and scattered or watched. Zhang Ping was helpless, but he had to cooperate with magistrate Shao to continue playing. The so-called "people in the officialdom are involuntarily, and this should be one of them.

When the tea was poured, the magistrate Shao snatched a bite and praised, "It's so wonderful, the fragrance is full of fresh sprouts in Longjing. It's only two or one bowl, it's really amazing. What's the name of this tea?"

The stall owner said: "Farmer's local tea is grown by oneself and fryed by oneself, and the well water is brewed by oneself. Thank you for your love."

Zhang Ping was even more helpless.

After having the tea, Magistrate Shao paid Zhang Ping's tea money and Zhang Ping took out all the money in his pocket. When he got up, he put it on a small stool and left it with Magistrate Shao. The stall owner cleaned up the tables and chairs and withdrew the money by the way, without saying much.

Magistrate Shao smiled and said, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Ping said: "It's time to go back."

County Magistrate Shao said, "Oh, I have to walk around." Seeing Zhang Ping holding a stack of books, he lowered his voice slightly, "These can be considered within the funds, and you don't have to spend money on your own."

Zhang Ping held the book tighter: "These are you reading it yourself."

Magistrate Shao caught a glimpse of the corner of the book exposed outside, with a charming woman with a fluffy tail drawing the lower body of a charming woman with a fluffy tail. There are two words that seem to be "beautiful". "The "biography" should be the popular erotic book "The Biography of Meimei" in recent years. It tells the story of a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam overnight and stayed in a dilapidated temple. He was photographed in the fox cave to pick the sun and suck the earth, and sucked the true love day and night.

Magistrate Shao looked at Zhang Ping's dignified face as if he was holding the Three Tombs and Five Classics, and looked at him with even more admiration.

Zhang Ping bowed and said goodbye, and went back to his residence first. Magistrate Shao continued to walk around. The roadside stall asked the price, and took care of the farmers' income this winter to the fellow villagers who sold local products. He planned to give the money to the beggars on the roadside, and pointed out the shelter of the yamen, and then took advantage of the situation to improve it. However, the beggars on both sides of the road were cleaned up quietly by the yamen runners who were opening the road. Magistrate Shao failed to do so, and he felt that if he really had two invisible eyes following him, he would have done enough to see this afternoon, and he would go back in the evening.

When he did this, Deng Xu did watch.

Deng Xu, Liu Tongyi and others were still inquiring about the city, and everything on the street was in sight.

Liu Tongyi said: "It seems that the county government has guessed a little bit, and the movements on the street may be alarmed."

Deng Xu said impatiently: "It's just stupid. I'm most afraid of being so stupid with a little clever one or two, which is especially hateful!" He leaned on a stick and walked along the street with Liu Tong, passing by a teahouse. Chen Chou happened to finish listening to the book on the second floor and was going downstairs. He saw it as if he was struck by lightning.

The guy said, "Hey, Mr. Chen, I just passed by, were you arrested into the county government yesterday? I heard that he was a lunatic and was still telling fortunes on the street two days ago..."

Chen Chou stood there for a moment, rushed out of the restaurant, and returned to his residence along the other road. Seeing Zhang Ping's room with a window open, it seemed that someone was there, he bumped into it and approached the door: "Zhang, Zhang, Brother Zhang, guess what did I see again?"

Zhang Ping raised his eyes from the book: "Liu Tongyi and the madman who was arrested yesterday."

"Then that madman is the madman who was arrested? He he, I asked him to tell fortune a fortune a few days ago, Brother Zhang..." Chen Chou screamed, and realized that his voice was high, so he quickly suppressed it, "He, fortune teller, has entered the county government, a madman, and Liu Tongyi. What is he..."

Zhang Ping also looked puzzled: "Didn't you recognize him? When you tried the Third Division, Lord Deng sat in the middle."

Chen Cong gasped for a long time: "Which Lord Deng?"

"Minister of Dali Temple, Lord Deng Xu."

Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Xu…

Empress, my mother......

Chen Chong felt that he was about to faint. He was shaking and had to reach out to hold the corner of the table. There was a pile of stuff piled up on the corner of the table and he helped him to hold it in a crooked manner. Chen Chong calmed down and his eyes swept away.

Um?

"The Legend of Mei Mei".

"The White Bone Girl".

"Wild Shop Mei Niang".

"Shen Sheng Xiaoqing".

...

Chen Chou looked at the open space and flipped it all over the place, and finally looked back at Zhang Ping's hand...

"The Strange and Beautiful View of the Wild Village and Wild Shop".

"Zhang...Brother Zhang..." Chen Chou became even more dizzy.

He felt that this was a dream.

This is definitely a dream.

This should not be the case in this world.

Zhang Ping looked into his eyes deeply again: "Brother Chen, I want to ask you something. Do you believe in the marriage between ghosts and gods?"

Chen Chong shook for a moment: "I, I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back to the room first..." Just as he turned around, his sleeve was pulled. Chen Chong was shocked and Zhang Ping walked around in front of him, looking solemn.

"To be honest, how much do you believe in the affairs of Daughter Village?"

Chen Chou was stunned again and stuttered: "What, what... how much do you believe?"

"Li Wan, the woman in the village said everything to you and what you saw."

this……

Chen Chong's mind was confused: "I...Brother Zhang, if you think it was me, I wouldn't blame you at all. Even if I think about it myself, it would be like a dream. Later, I wondered if those things were really dreams, whether I really saw them with my own eyes, and whether Li Wan existed..."

"It's indeed what you saw with your own eyes. I believe everything you said." Zhang Ping stared at him, "But what do you think about what you see and hear?"

Chen Chou covered his forehead: "What...how do you think?"

A village where all are women can give birth to babies by apricot trees...

"Do you believe everything you see and what they say? If you don't, how do you think?"

"To be honest, I don't believe it. I guessed that they might have any difficulties, avoiding disasters, etc. Especially when I saw those women wearing mourning clothes and burning paper..." Chen Chong held the wall with his back hand, "There is also that handkerchief, you have seen it. I have looked for many embroidery rooms to ask about it, the quality of gauze and needlework."

Very ordinary yarn, very ordinary needlework.

It's something from the mortal world.

That's why he told people about this matter, and he hopes someone can solve this confusion.

He told Zhang Ping about this and even put this hope on Zhang Ping.

He hopes to know the truth.

He knew that everything he saw and heard in his daughter's village was not the truth.

How much do you believe in the affairs of Daughter Village?
Chapter completed!