Tianshi Farming Daily

Gu Lingze took out a paper bird from his sleeve and threw it into the air. The paper bird stopped in the air and looked at the two of them.

"Go." As soon as the words fell, the paper bird quickly flew south.

The two of them followed to a mansion. The paper bird fell from the air, and Gu Lingze picked it up and put it in his sleeve.

The two jumped in the air and jumped in.

"Go to Zou Guangmao, knock him out and bring him here. I'll wait for you in the mourning hall." Zhao Chengmo nodded, and the two separated.

Zou Yingguang did not have a regular wife, and Zou Guangmao originally wanted to wait for him to be admitted to Juren before choosing a high-ranking family to marry, but he did not expect that his son would die before he passed the exam.

In the mourning hall, a young woman dressed in sackcloth and filial piety was guarding and was burning paper. Suddenly a strong wind blew, and all the candles in the hall were blown out.

The young woman was trembling with fright, and was about to call out, when her neck hurt and she lost consciousness.

Gu Lingze pushed open the coffin lid parked in the middle, took a candlestick and lit it, and looked closely at the corpse.

The exposed part of Zou Yingguang was densely packed with strangulation marks. Gu Lingze opened his neckline and trouser legs and found the same situation.

He cut the opponent's fingertips, took some blood and put it in a bottle.

As soon as the traces were wiped away, Zhao Chengmo came over with someone on his back.

Gu Lingze took the teacup on the table, poured it on Zou Guangmao's face, and then blew out the candle.

Zou Guangmao felt a chill on his face, opened his eyes and saw the darkness, but vaguely saw two figures beside him.

Just as he was about to yell, he was strangled by the neck. The opponent's hand was so strong that he felt that he was about to lose his breath, but the opponent let go of him again.

"Don't yell, or I'll kill you now." Gu Lingze said in another rough voice.

"You two heroes." Zou Guangmao hurriedly clasped his hands together, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he could only speak in a low voice.

"If you want to get some passing money, I have it in my room, and you can take it with me." Zou Guangmao said wisely.

Gu Lingze sneered, but without answering, he pasted a talisman on his head, and asked Zhao Chengmo to throw him directly into the coffin.

Close the door and close the lid of the coffin, no matter how Zou Guangmao wailed, only the two of them could hear him.

Gu Lingze and Zhao Chengmo returned to the prison before dawn. The two guards fell asleep after drinking, and they didn't even know when they hung up the key.

After dawn, the prison guards changed shifts to distribute breakfast. In fact, each person had a bowl of wild vegetable soup and a rough pancake made of unknown grain.

Gu Lingze and the others certainly wouldn't eat, but following the principle that more things are worse than less things, Zhao Chengmo still picked up the bowl on the ground and handed it out.

Unexpectedly, it was the jailer from yesterday again, who intentionally poured the soup into Zhao Chengmo's hand when scooping up the soup. As soon as Zhao Chengmo loosened his hand, the bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

But the jailer continued to pour the soup regardless, and all the soup was spilled on the ground.

After pouring, he put the wooden spoon into the bucket with a wild expression on his face.

"Lick all the soup on the ground, or I will tie you to the torture rack, and I will feed you personally, sir."

"Look, what are you looking at?" The jailer took a step back after finishing speaking.

"Of course to see if you're hungrier than us."

As soon as Gu Lingze finished speaking, the jailer's eyes became dull and he nodded slowly.

"I... I'm so hungry."

"Eat when you're hungry." Gu Lingze moved his fingers behind his back.

The jailer immediately lay down on the ground, took the rough pancakes and stuffed them into his mouth wildly. Then he stuck to the ground and sucked up the soup that was spilled on the ground, as if he was really eating some delicious food. He was very excited. up.

When the other jailers came back from dinner, they saw him like this, and they were all at a loss.

"Zheng San'er, what are you doing lying on the ground?" But Zheng San'er was eating vigorously, so he ignored him.

The jailer heard him making the sucking sound, looked carefully, and asked with disbelief, "Why are you still eating?"

Just as he was about to pull him up, Butou Ge came in from the outside, and happened to see this scene.

"What are you doing!"

The jailer quickly stood up, scratched his cheek and said, "Bounty Ge, this Zheng San'er doesn't know what's going on, he has been lying on the ground eating the prisoner's food, look at this..."

Ge Butou knelt down and grabbed Zheng San'er by the neck. The other party gnawed a mouthful of mud, but still struggled to lie down on the ground.

Ge Butou slapped twice heavily, Zheng San'er shook all over, a paper figurine fell from his ankle, fell into the soupy water on the ground, and gradually disappeared.

Zheng San'er covered her face and got up, "Ge, Ge Butou."

"Hurry up and open the door! The magistrate wants to see the two of them." Ge Butou scolded.

"Yes yes yes." Zheng San'er responded hastily, and quickly opened the lock.

After the door opened, Butou Ge led Gu Lingze and the two out.

"Zheng San'er, what did you do just now? Why did you lie on the ground and eat it? Look at the mud in your mouth."

Zheng San'er covered her face in confusion, but didn't speak.

Gu Lingze and Zhao Chengmo were brought to the court again, and Zhifu Yao was standing with his back to them.

"My lord, the two of them have already been brought here." Ge Butou said respectfully.

"Well, you go down first."

"Yes."

Yao Zhifu turned around to look at them, and said: "Zou Guangmao came to the government office early this morning, saying that his son hanged himself and died, which has nothing to do with others, so let me let you go."

"Tell me, why was he so tense yesterday, but now he changes so quickly?"

Gu Lingze smiled deeply, "Then please come with us to the Sanyuan Building."

Prefect Yao changed into his regular clothes, and as soon as the group left the gate of the government office, they ran into Xu Mingyan and an old man.

Before Gu Lingze and the others could speak, Prefect Yao bowed first and said respectfully, "Meet Bachelor Zhang."

The old man waved his hand, lifted the other's arm, and said, "Prefect Yao is too polite. This old man has retired and no longer serves as a scholar of the Imperial Academy. Your Excellency, you should still call me by his name."

Prefect Yao didn't dare to call the other party by his name, so he respectfully called Mrs. Zhang, and Zhang Xuenian nodded with a smile.

He pointed to his side and said, "This is my closed disciple, Xu Mingyan."

Xu Mingyan bent down and cupped his hands, "See Mr. Zhifu."

"Quick and free."

Gu Lingze and Zhao Chengmo also saluted the old man, who looked at them kindly and nodded.

Yao Zhifu asked the arresters behind him to go back to the government office first, and followed them to the direction of the inn.

When Aunt Tao saw them coming back, she quickly took the arms of the two of them and looked them over carefully.

"Lingze, Boy Zhao, have you ever suffered any grievances in that government office? Tell your aunt quickly."