Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

When they arrived at Zhang's house, Ji Bai got off the bus first.

Someone arrived before them. Ji Bai cupped his hand and said, "I have met Mr. Yang."

Magistrate Yang lowered his voice and said, "Why did Mr. Cui order this official to come to Zhang's house so late?"

In the carriage, Cui Qiyan explained to Dong Jiafu, "I asked Magistrate Yang to be a witness, so as to save the Zhang family from having to confess something and then deny it in court."

"Your Majesty, you have thought carefully." Dong Jiafu nodded gently.

"I'll go down first, you sit in the car and wait for a while."

"it is good."

Cui Qiyan got out of the car and saw Magistrate Yang, "I'm sorry to disturb Mr. Yang's rest. I'm here to investigate Zhang Shi's case tonight. Please bear witness to Mr. Yang."

"Investigating a case at this hour?" Magistrate Yang was surprised, and then said, "Whatever you need me to do, Master Cui, just give me your orders."

"Master Yang, you don't have to do anything, just watch from the sidelines, and no matter what you hear or see, just don't make a sound."

"Your Majesty, you must remember this," County Magistrate Yang responded repeatedly.

After the two of them finished speaking, Ji Bai spoke: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. The younger one will go in and open the door."

"Go ahead, be careful to alert the enemy." Cui Qiyan warned.

Ji Bai responded in a low voice, turned around and jumped up to the wall.

After a while, the Zhang family's door opened, and Ji Bai whispered: "Your Majesty, you can come in. Your little order has been completed."

Cui Qiyan walked to the carriage, opened the curtain and said to Dong Jiafu, "Let's go, get off slowly."

Dong Jiafu helped Xia Zhi's men get out of the carriage, tightly wrapping her cloak to avoid scaring the unsuspecting Magistrate Yang, so that he could be mentally prepared in advance.

"Mr. Yang, I put on a little makeup and pretended to be Zhang Shi. It will be a bit scary. Please don't scream when you see it."

"Pretend to be Zhang Shi?" County Magistrate Yang felt that he had been shocked enough tonight and nothing else would make him lose his composure. "Miss Dong is overly worried. I have seen a lot in the past few years..."

When Dong Jiafu raised her head, Magistrate Yang almost bit her tongue, held her chest and took a few steps back, realizing that she really couldn't speak too fully.

But who could have expected that such a beautiful girl would transform herself into such a ghostly appearance.

"Master Yang, are you okay?" Dong Jiafu whispered softly.

The terrifying face and pleasant voice formed a huge contrast. Magistrate Yang calmed down and pretended to be calm: "Of course."

"Okay, let's go in." Cui Qiyan looked at the Zhang family's house.

Several people entered Zhang's house quietly. Ji Bai said in a voice that only they could hear: "The Crown Prince said that scaring one or two people is most effective. If there are more people, things may happen easily. So when I came in just now, I had already given the warning to the others. After lighting the incense, only Zhang Shuan and his wife were left."

"Which room are they in?" Cui Qiyan asked.

"Over there." Ji Bai pointed to a room on the west side.

Dong Jiafu took off her cloak and handed it to Xia Zhi, "When I pass by, you guys can fan the wind and help me create some atmosphere."

"I'm here to ask questions." Cui Qiyan said.

Dong Jiafu messed up her hair a little more, "Action!"

"Bang -" Ji Bai kicked the door open, and the old door creaked.

Zhang Shuan and his wife woke up from their dream.

"What's going on?" Zhang Shuan sat up and asked angrily.

"It seems the door is open. I'll close it." Zhang Shuan's wife rubbed her eyes, lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

"What the hell, how could the perfectly good door open..." Zhang Shuan muttered, pulling the quilt and falling down.

Dong Jiafu lowered her head, raised her arms forward, and jumped straight into the house. During the movement, her pale face was looming, and the wind fanned by Ji Bai and Maofeng in the dark made the loose white clothes on her body float irregularly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-"

Under the dim moonlight, Zhang Shuan's wife was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and hurriedly stepped back.

"What's the name of the ghost at night?!" Zhang Shuan cursed and fell to the ground.

"The head of the house...is haunted..." The woman scrambled to the ground and grabbed Zhang Shuan's trouser legs.

"Where did the ghost come from..." Zhang Shuan didn't finish his words, he only felt the gloomy wind. When he raised his head, his legs were weak with fear, "Who, who is it..."

Afraid of being seen by them, Dong Jiafu did not come closer and jumped on the spot three steps away from them. Just as I was thinking about what to do next, a voice sounded at the right time.

"I died so unjustly, come back with my life——"

Even Dong Jiafu couldn't help but get goosebumps as soon as the voice came out. She didn't know what method Cui Qiyan used. The voice was completely unlike him, and the trembling cry was erratic, as if coming from the underworld.

"It's my uncle!" The woman hugged Zhang Shuan's leg and exclaimed, "It's my uncle who came to seek our lives!"

Zhang Shuan was trembling all over, and he was so confused that he took the woman's hand away and knelt down with a plop.

"Uncle, my nephew is sorry for you, but you have been sick for decades, and you don't have many years to live. We are all one family. You also want our Zhang family to live a good life, right? Your death can be traced back to Mr. Zheng. There is a lot of gold and silver in exchange for it, which we will never be able to earn in a few lifetimes——"

"Uncle, go with peace of mind. My nephew will burn a lot of paper money for you from now on, so that you can have no worries about food and drink down there, and enjoy the happiness with us!"

"Dong dong dong——" After Zhang Shuan finished speaking, he kowtowed to the ground several times.

The words he spat out in one breath made Dong Jiafu almost forget her movements. Could it be that Mr. Zheng in his mouth was Zheng Chang?

Soon, Cui Qiyan asked her doubts, "Which Mr. Zheng?"

Zhang Shuan straightened up and said respectfully: "He is the richest man in our county, the young master of Yuan Zheng's wife. Uncle, don't worry, we have received the money. We will go to your grave tomorrow to burn two large bundles of paper money. You can spend it as you like, there is no need to pay any more." Live as frugally as you did when you were alive.”

When he heard the word "Zheng" from Zhang Shuan's mouth, Magistrate Yang's heart skipped a beat as he stood outside the door. Such a clear confirmation at this moment made his face look ashen.

Dong Jiafu only felt ironic after hearing this. Zhang Shuan was really shameless, killing his own relatives and enjoying himself with the money Zhang Shuan had exchanged for his life. Everyone is dead, so what's the use of burning more paper? What's even more irritating is that if it hadn't happened tonight, he would have forgotten about him long ago.

"Why did you accuse Dr. Tan unjustly?" Cui Qiyan asked immediately without giving him a chance to respond.

"It was Master Zheng's order. He taught me to change the medicine. When you die, he will go to the hospital to make trouble and blame Dr. Tan for the matter."

After asking here, the case has been made clear, and Zhang Shuan might not know if he asks again.

Cui Qiyan walked out of the darkness, followed by Ji Bai who lit the candles in the room.

Xia Zhi found hot water from nowhere, wet the towel she was carrying, and handed it to Dong Jiafu, "Girl, wipe your face."

Dong Jiafu took it, found a stool nearby, sat down, and put the towel on her face.

"You, you guys..." Zhang Shuan looked at them blankly, finally realizing that he had been fooled.