It's hard to be a good teacher

The emperor reluctantly picked up the chopsticks. His tall figure did not match the small wooden table at all, so he had to bend down to eat the Yangchun noodles on the table.After taking the first sip, the emperor glanced at the national teacher in surprise, the taste of this noodle is really good.

But the national teacher didn't pay attention at all, he was having an in-depth conversation with the female ghost.The national teacher asked the female ghost how she died, and the female ghost sniffled holding the noodle bowl and said, "I am... a girl from the capital..."

National Teacher: Speak well and don't sing, will it be successful!

It was hard to figure it out. This woman was a singer in a theater in the capital. Although she was not a very popular Qiu Niang, she was quite famous and was often invited to sing and play.Just a few days ago, she was invited to sing and walked into a luxurious room.

"My mother said that she gave me a lot of money, let me change into the best clothes, and gave me a big meal." The female ghost thought about what happened that day, with a smile on her lips, "I'm a performer. I ate with handicrafts, I really tried my best to sing that day..."

Her eyes were red, her voice was flat, and she kept talking until the moment she died. "Two sisters also died... Both are dog officials." She finally couldn't help crying, big tears ran across her face, passed through the table, and fell to the ground, but there was no trace of water .

The emperor also put down his chopsticks, listened to the description of the female ghost, and began to exclude officials who might have done such a thing one by one.Wearing luxurious clothes, very fat, with big red bumps on his face... This image is too recognizable, the national teacher thought, didn't you just see this two days ago?

"Is this one, or two? The old or the young?"

The female ghost thought for a while: "One, she looks relatively young."

"Then where did you hang around after you died? Did your mother ever go to the Yamen to file a complaint?"

The female ghost shook her head: "After I died, I had been wandering around in the building. A few days ago, there was a strong wind and heavy rain in the capital, and I was blown here. My mother was smashed into the house and the girl died. She fell ill the next day. No, the dog officials before... still let people come and watch..."

The national teacher nodded, turned to look at the emperor, and the emperor also looked at him, exchanging a glance.

National Teacher: This kind of unjust case should be dealt with immediately!It really is the old society, too immoral! ...Is it my fault for being blown away by the strong wind?

The emperor didn't know what was going on in the national teacher's heart. In his heart, he was already concerned about the minister of the Ministry of Rites who murdered but was not punished, and the prime minister who recently wanted to take over the government... It was time to deal with these officials who disrupted the government.He assured the female ghost that he would definitely seek justice for her.

The female ghost nodded and shrank back.There was already a hint of whiteness outside, and ghosts were probably afraid of the sun, so the national teacher rummaged through his small cloth pocket and asked the female ghost if there was anything that could temporarily possess her.

The female ghost looked at the red compass line of the glutinous rice wooden sword he poured out, and finally pointed to the jade hairpin on his head.

"I have one last question." The national teacher said, "Can these things of mine get rid of ghosts?"

The female ghost thought for a while, and tentatively reached out to touch the mahogany sword, the golden compass, and finally the glutinous rice, but there was no reaction at all.

National Teacher: ...Damn it!Three no products!The fortune teller at the Dongzhimen stall, just wait for me!

Suicide and collective outbreak