After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

Gongsun Wen looked at me in disbelief and said, "If you can't get out, you can send someone to invite them. Why do you have to send me?"

I hugged his arm and said, "That's because I trust you. You're such a good writer, and Lord Li will definitely give you some respect for the petition you wrote. Lord Li might just treat the petitions written by the other prosecutors as waste paper and throw them away."

Gongsun Wen was coaxed into softening his heart and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, quickly grind the ink for me, and leave the palace as soon as I finish writing, or I will be under curfew."

I was so happy that I was screaming in my heart. It was lucky enough that you could get out of this door tonight, and you still want to leave the palace.

Gongsun Wen saw that I looked like I had succeeded in my evil plan, and alarm bells went off in his heart. He slapped me on the head and said, "Are you plotting against me?"

He patted me like that and I came back to my senses. I covered my head with my hands and looked at Gongsun Wen with tears in my eyes and said, "Can you please talk to me nicely? Stop patting me on the head all the time. It will make me stupid."

Gongsun Wen angrily pushed me away, strode to the desk, and started grinding ink himself, saying, "Hurry up, or there will be curfew."

Gongsun Wen didn't even scold me. The sun really rose from the west.

I hurried over, took the ink stick from Gongsun Wen, and said, "It's still early. We have to wait a while before they arrive."

"Wait a minute? This is the imperial palace, how can your friend come in?" Gongsun Wen finally realized that something was wrong.

I put the ink stick back into the ink box, clapped my hands, and said, "They will come if they want to. Don't worry, just wait a little longer, they will come soon."

Gongsun Wen looked at me suspiciously, and I quickly put the brush into his hand and said, "Whoever comes first should write first. I say, and you write."

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about me, Gongsun Wen picked up the pen with half belief and half doubt.

The first person to arrive was an old lady.

She supported her son and daughter by selling vegetables she grew on the street, but one day she was beaten to death by a street bully because she had no money to pay protection fees. After her death, her daughter was taken away by the bully, and her son went to argue with them, but was also beaten to death. No one claimed her and her son's bodies, and they were finally thrown into a wilderness outside the city by the urban management. They could not be buried in peace, so they could not go to the underworld to reincarnate.

Gongsun Wen finished writing the first one, frowned and read it once to make sure it was ok, then he put the petition aside, looked up at me and said, "How did you know what happened? Even the location and the names are clear. Did you go to investigate specifically?"

I waved my hands and said, "I'm not a god, how can I know these things? Of course, the victim told me."

Gongsun Wen thought about my lazy personality and it didn't seem like such a good thing, so he spread out the second piece of paper with half belief and half doubt and continued to write hard.

It has to be said that Gongsun Wen's writing style is much better than Li Jin's in the court documents. With just a few simple sentences, he can write the whole story clearly.

I read it and praised, "It really is the Grand Tutor. Look at the handwriting! And look at the writing style. It is almost the same as Cao Zhi's."

"Shut up!" Gongsun Wen said as he wrote.

But I could tell from the upturned corners of his mouth that he was extremely pleased with my praise.

The second one is a drowned person.

He went to his friend's house to drink that night, and for some reason, when he woke up he found himself a drowned ghost!

His body was never found by his family. In the end, his friends took all his concubines and property in the name of patronage. His wife and children were all driven out, and they were left on the streets and became beggars!

Gongsun Wen wrote the petitions very quickly, and in a short while he had finished eight copies.

When I asked him to continue writing, he put down his pen, looked at me unhappily, and said, "How many more petitions do you want me to write?"

I glanced behind me and saw that there were so many of them that I estimated there were at least fifty or sixty ghosts peeking around.

I said flatteringly, "If you are tired of writing, take a break. I will ask Yiping to make you some stew or something to nourish your brain first, and then you can continue writing, okay?"

Gongsun Wen shook his head and said, "No, if we delay any longer, there will be a curfew and I won't be able to leave the palace tonight."

I brought him a bowl of tea in a flattering manner and said, "You are all alone outside anyway, so what does it matter whether you leave the palace or not? I will not treat you badly here, and I will serve you everything you need to eat and drink."

Gongsun Wen slammed the table and said, "Stop talking nonsense. How many more do you want to write?"

I curled my lips, walked aside silently, and said, "Look for yourself."

A gust of cold wind blew by, causing the candle on the table to flicker.

Dozens of "people" of various shapes and bodies suddenly appeared in the empty hall: some were headless and held in front of their chests; some had their tongues stretched out long and their eyes wide open, looking like hanged ghosts; some had a big hole in their stomachs, their intestines had fallen out, and they had to hold them in their hands...

Gongsun Wen was so frightened by the sudden appearance of dozens of "people" that it was as if dozens of tons of fireworks were set off in his head at the same time, blowing him dizzy. A variety of colors appeared in front of his eyes, and then he heard a "bang" and fell straight to the ground!

A man with half of his head missing came over and looked at Gongsun Wen. He said, "How can this man be so easily frightened? He fainted from just one look. What about our complaint?"

Another man who looked dead came over and said, "What should we do? Just leave it alone. Why write when you're already dizzy? You should go home and rest."

I quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes, you guys come back first, and those who haven't written anything can come back tomorrow. You don't need to come back for the ones that have been written, I'll send someone to deliver them directly to the government office tomorrow."

The ghosts who didn't write the complaint cursed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I hurried forward to help Gongsun Wen up, then picked him up like a princess and put him on a long chair. I also considerately covered him with a quilt to prevent him from catching a cold.

Su Bowen went to help me gather information, and I didn't see him the whole night. Otherwise, I could have chatted with him about gossip to pass the time.

I sat on a chair at the side, holding my chin and quietly looking at Gongsun Wen's peerless face, thinking to myself, what a waste of this face, such a handsome man actually doesn't like women.

Just as I was lost in thought, Gongsun Wen suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at me as if fire was coming out of his eyes!

I shuddered at his glare and came to my senses.

I quickly sat up straight and asked seriously, "Handsome guy, ah, Lord Gongsun, are you awake?"