[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

Ximen Qingqing clutched his forehead, and said helplessly, "Stop talking about this, I'm not interested in the love life of the two of you, so go ahead and talk about it."

Wu Song and Hua Rong paused.

Wu Song lowered his head and continued: "One day, I heard screams and thought there was a villain, so I grabbed a weapon and chased after him, but I ran into that lady in the yard."

Ximen Qingqing: "Which lady?"

Wu Song glared at her, "It was meant to be rewarded to me, but I didn't want it."

"Oh." Ximen Qingqing nodded.

Wu Song didn't know why, but his chest was full of breath.

He continued: "She said there were thieves in the yard, and pointed out a place for me to chase, and I chased after them."

"However, there are so many people in the dark over there, I can't see clearly at all. Before I could find someone, two people suddenly appeared and held me down."

Wu Song frowned, with an indescribably depressed look on his face.

His hands clenched tighter and tighter, and even the back of his hand was stretched out with blue veins.

Ximen Qingqing looked at him and didn't continue to ask questions, wanting him to calm down first.

At this moment, she felt something cold, wet and slippery rubbing against the back of her neck.

She reached out and touched it, but found nothing.

Wu Song closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I thought it was a misunderstanding, so I wanted to explain it, who knows..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and then he raised his hand and slammed his leg hard, full of anger, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who knows that whether it is that lady or that Supervisor Zhang, he insisted that I stole in the mansion and took me away. When I was escorted to the government, the magistrate didn't interrogate me, so he beat me with a military stick, tattooed my face, put me in the shackles, and put me in the army camp."

Wu Song raised his head and opened his eyes, the tiger's eyes were full of tears, and his canthus were about to burst.

He said: "The officials believe me, Wu Song is definitely not the generation who is like a chicken and a dog, I have never done such a thing!"

Although Huarong didn't like Ximen Qingqing being too close to him, he also admired Wu Song as a tiger-fighting hero, and he said: "What else can I say, seeing the appearance of the two yamen guards who escorted you, you know they were arrested The money was used, and there is someone behind it to harm you."

Ximen Qingqing thought about it, and asked him: "Who do you have enmity with?"

Wu Song smiled wryly: "There are too many people who have hatred. Wu Song has a straight temper. I don't know how many people he has offended in the past."

Hua Rong sighed and patted his shoulder.

Wu Song gave him a strange look.

Ximen Qingqing watched this scene silently.

The friendship between men is like this, it's good to be inexplicable, because they didn't like each other just now.

Ximen Qingqing said: "There are indeed many doubts in this case. I will take you back to Mengzhou Prefecture, find the magistrate, and request a retrial of the case."

"Don't worry, if you are really innocent, I will definitely return your innocence."

Wu Song looked at Ximen Qingqing, something was about to overflow in his eyes, he lowered his head and thanked him in a deep voice.

Ximen Qingqing nodded, "You... ah!"

She suddenly meowed a little, like a cat meowing.

Hua Rong and Wu Song looked at the same time.

Ximen Qingqing held the tentacles on the back of his neck and squeezed them vigorously.

She knew that thing would not be honest.

Ximen Qingqing smiled bluntly, "It's okay, I just suddenly felt caught by something. Maybe it's because the weather is humid and some bugs grew in the carriage."

Hua Rong hurriedly said: "Since that's the case, when I arrive at Mengzhou Mansion, I'll go buy some medicinal powder and sprinkle it in the car."

Ximen Qingqing glanced at "Yan Poxi", "I'm afraid it's easier to invite God than to send God away."

Wu Song and Hua Rong didn't understand why this bug had something to do with God again.

……

Within half a day, several people entered Mengzhou Mansion.

Because of the autumn rain, there are few pedestrians on the street.

Ximen Qingqing said: "I'll take Wu Song to the government office first, you can find a place to stay and let me know later."

Chai Jin's eyes wandered between Ximen Qingqing and Yan Poxi, and he said: "We came together, and we should go to the government office together."

Song Qing: "That's right."

He looked at "Yan Poxi" and originally wanted to show his loyalty to her, but when he looked at her, he suddenly found that the emotion that had been filling his heart and making him wish to worship her had disappeared. Instead, he saw the famous Ximen officials will have this kind of emotion.

Song Qing's face turned pale.

He can accept that he treats his sister-in-law unusually, but he can't accept that he treats a man so... so...

Hua Rong smiled and said, "Let's deal with this matter first, and then find a place to stay together."

Ximen Qingqing could only nod in agreement.

The two guards followed behind, not daring to speak, lest the stern and selfless jade-faced judge would punish them both.

……

The two yamen servants at the entrance of the government office were chatting with each other, looking at the rain scene outside.

At this moment, I saw a magnificent carriage parked at the door.

The two looked at each other, wondering which noble family would come to the government office on this rainy day.

"Hey, two brothers."

The two guards who escorted Wu Song ran over with "huchihuchi" and winked at them again and again.

At this time, Wu Song, who was wearing a heavy shackle, easily jumped out of the car.

His loose hair was tied up with a cloth towel, and the muddy water on his face was wiped clean, and he looked like a hero who stood upright.

Standing in the rain, he stared at him, making his legs go limp.

Feeling guilty, the two yamen servants said angrily, "Okay, how dare you come back privately, you bandit army, don't you want to be beaten a few more hundred times?"

Just as the two yamen servants were about to arrest Wu Song, a voice called "Stop".

Another handsome boy jumped out of the carriage.

Yamen servant: "Who are you? Are you the prisoner who dared to rob the government?"

Hua Rong gave a "sneaky" smile, "You two really look like you have a lot of money to spare."

"you……"

The curtain of the carriage was lifted again, and a well-dressed official in a bamboo hat wanted to get out of the carriage.

When he was about to jump down, the young man and Wu Song stretched out their hands one by one to help him up.

Ximen Qingqing held one in each hand and jumped down easily.

She raised her head, glanced at the two yamen servants at the door, and said calmly: "Convicting people arbitrarily, that's how the magistrates here do things."

The yamen servant glanced at him contemptuously, "You don't even have full hair, what are you talking about in front of me? I don't think you have been in prison before, so I will let you..."

He moved his arms and legs, and was going to catch Ximen Qingqing.

Ximen Qingqing lowered his eyes and smiled, took out the official seal in his sleeve, and put it directly on the face of the yamen servant who was about to reach out to her.

"Open your eyes wide and take a good look!"

The yamen servant stared at the official seal, speechless in a daze.

Another yamen servant behind him caught up, bowed his head and bowed his head winkingly, and said, "My lord, it's the little ones who have no eyes."

He hurriedly pulled the yamen servant to kneel down in the rain.

Ximen Qingqing blocked his movement with his fan.

Ximen Qingqing said indifferently: "If you don't feel that what you did is wrong in your heart, but just talk about it, bow and kneel again, can you pretend that nothing happened?"

"...That would be too simple. The way you treat me today shows that you have treated many people who came to the government to report to the government in the past. Do you think that you will never have a day to report to the government? Or do you think that If you become a yamen servant, you are no longer a citizen, so you can bully the people?"

Ximen Qingqing retracted his fan, walked past the two of them, and walked straight into the official residence.

The yamen servants were trembling, although Ximen Qingqing's tone was not heavy when he spoke, it seemed that there was a heavy force pressing on their hearts.

When Ximen Qingqing arrived in the hall of the government office, the magistrate who had just received the news hurried over from the back hall.

"Lord Ximen, I have been admiring you for a long time." The magistrate greeted him with a smile.

Ximen Qingqing saluted, "I have met you, sir."

The magistrate: "Don't dare, dare not, who doesn't know that Master Ximen is a person favored by the officials, and he has won the trust of Grand Master Cai. I don't know why Sir Ximen came to Mengzhou Mansion?"

Ximen Qingqing glanced at the door.

Just now the magistrate was only interested in entertaining Ximen Qingqing, he didn't notice that there were still people standing at the door, he looked up, and the first thing he saw was Wu Song wearing a shackle.

The magistrate frowned, "Where is this annoying, to let him here like this? Come on—"

The yamen servant at the side hurriedly knelt down and said, "My lord, he, he is Wu Song!"

"Wu Song? Wu Song is..." The magistrate suddenly remembered, and countless cold sweats broke out on his neck.

shit!

Now he could almost feel Ximen Qingqing's cold gaze on him.

Ximen Qingqing smiled coolly, and said coolly: "My lord, it's really strange. Didn't you preside over Wu Song's case? It's only been so long, and you don't even remember what he looks like."

"Haha—haha—" the magistrate laughed dryly, "Isn't it because I'm old and don't remember people very well?"

Ximen Qingqing: "Then where is the record of Wu Song's case?"

The magistrate glanced at the yamen servant at the door.

Ximen Qingqing raised his voice: "As the magistrate of this place, don't you even know if there are files?"

The magistrate hurriedly said: "Of course there is this, I will order someone to get it."

He glared at the yamen servant at the door, "Hurry up and get it!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The yamen servant ran away in a hurry.

Ximen Qingqing looked around the hall, the magistrate bent over and followed behind her step by step.

"My lord, judging by your travel-laden appearance, you think you came from another place just now? Why don't you go to the inner hall to rest and have a drink of water?"

Ximen Qingqing: "No need, I'll just stand in this hall."

The prefect went around trying to please her.

Seeing him like this, Ximen Qingqing knew that Wu Song's case was tricky.

Ximen Qingqing said indifferently: "Wu Song's case, do you want to talk about it yourself, or do you want me to investigate?"

The magistrate's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a smile: "What else do you need to say, all the physical evidence for authentication is already there."

Ximen Qingqing held his hands behind his back and looked at the beams in the hall without saying a word.

It was still pouring rain outside, and the house was dark.

After a while, a yamen servant came over with a file.

Ximen Qingqing looked through the file carefully.

The magistrate glared at the yamen servants at the side, and the yamen servants also winked, but there was no way for this jade-faced judge not to pursue the case.

It has been raining for a long time, and the house is filled with dull humidity.

Ximen Qingqing raised his head and let out a breath.

She put the file aside and asked the magistrate: "Can I send the witnesses and victims involved here for re-interrogation?"

The prefect nodded hurriedly, "Of course, of course."

"It's just that it's raining so hard now, and it's getting dark again. Why don't you have an interrogation tomorrow?"

Ximen Qingqing said indifferently: "I'm afraid that the night will be long and dreamy, go and call someone here."

Prefect: "It's so dark..."

Ximen Qingqing: "Light the candle."

Prefect: "But..."

Ximen Qingqing raised his eyes, his gaze was cold and stern, "Master Zhifu, don't you want me to start asking questions from you?"

The magistrate sighed, "Okay, just do what you say, my lord. Alas, you just have a good godfather, my lord, so you don't know the difficulty of waiting for me."

Yo, accepting bribes will give yourself a reason.

Ximen Qingqing stared at the finger ring and the white jade bracelet in his hand and said, "I think you are really rich, even if you are a magistrate, a year's salary is not enough for you to spend like this, right?"

The expression on the prefect's face froze, he turned his head and roared angrily: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and arrest those people, do you still want Master Ximen to wait for you?"

The yamen servant hurriedly responded, and after leaving the room, he muttered again: "You know how to vent your anger on us."

……

Candles were lit in the hall, and Ximen Qingqing was sitting on a lonely chair on one side of the hall, sipping tea slowly.

The magistrate sat in the hall, but couldn't help looking at Ximen Qingqing.

"My lord, bring Yulan here."

Ximen Qingqing raised his head and glanced at Wu Song at the door.

His eyes were burning, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2923:55:48~2020-03-0122:10:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: it was originally Jiutian Xizhongzhou and Eat Maomao;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: the angel is also black-bellied 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!