[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops "cracked" on the ground, splashing white foam in the stagnant water.

A carriage ran over a puddle of white foam and stopped in front of the government office.

Zhang Mengfang, who was about to get off the carriage, stared at the empty mansion gate and frowned.

He said: "Where have all the yamen servants gone? Could it be that these lazy people have gone to hide from the rain? Then I must come today."

Zhang Mengfang stepped on the carriage stool, got out of the carriage, and let his followers hold umbrellas for him.

He walked forward slowly, thinking to himself: I have given all the money that should be given to the magistrate, so what trouble has Wu Song caused?

Zhang Mengfang and Supervisor Zhang arrived at the door, but still did not see a single yamen.

"Strange, what about people?"

Zhang Mengfang walked into the front yard and raised his voice: "Where is the person? Isn't there even a guide to call me here?"

After a while, a yamen servant ran out from inside. This yamen servant had a pale face and trembling legs.

Zhang Mengfang asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

The yamen servant didn't dare to talk nonsense, and hurriedly said: "The magistrate is waiting for Supervisor Zhang in the lobby."

Zhang Mengfang frowned, "Which lobby are you going to, do you really treat me as a prisoner? Didn't your lord just invite me to ask a few questions?"

The yamen servants were obedient and did not dare to speak.

If you didn't say that, you would have packed up and ran away.

"Overseer, please."

The yamen servant led Zhang Mengfang to the entrance of the lobby.

Zhang Mengfang saw many unknown people standing outside the lobby under the eaves, the only one he knew was Wu Song who was in the shackles.

He frowned tightly, "What's the matter? Isn't Wu Song already escorted away?"

The yamen servant quickly stepped aside.

Zhang Mengfang sensed that something was wrong, but then he thought that Wu Song was just a supporting army, so what could he do with him?

He swaggered into the lobby.

In the lobby, the magistrate of Mengzhou Prefecture was lowering his head, constantly wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeve.

Zhang Mengfang was quite surprised, the weather was so cold, how could the magistrate's face be covered in sweat?This is sweating, could it be that the kidneys are not good?

Zhang Mengfang said indifferently: "Master Zhifu, I don't know what is unclear about Wu Song's case."

The magistrate suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, then looked aside.

Zhang Mengfang followed the magistrate's gaze, and only then did he notice a person sitting in a dark corner of the lobby, with his legs crossed, a cup of tea on the armrest of the chair, and a folding fan with both hands, hiding his face behind the fan back.

He frowned, "I'm discussing this case with my lord, why is there an outsider here?"

He looked at the prefect, and the prefect's face was sweating even more.

"discuss?"

The person behind the fan made a sound, and then, a pair of plain hands squeezed the fan and slowly closed it, revealing a beautiful face.

Ximen Qingqing stared at Supervisor Zhang, and said softly, "It turns out that this is how the prefect discusses the case."

The prefect froze suddenly, and slapped the gavel hard with a "bang".

"Bold Zhang Mengfang, don't slander me, why did I discuss this case with you?"

Seeing this situation, Zhang Mengfang knew that Ximen Qingqing's identity was unusual.

He secretly became vigilant.

Zhang Mengfang smiled, "That's right, I made a slip of the tongue, I don't know if this lord is..."

The magistrate hurriedly said: "This is Lord Ximen who is known as the jade-faced judge."

Zhang Mengfang was taken aback for a moment, his expression could not help but be a bit solemn.

He bowed to Ximen Qingqing, "I have seen you, but you came here for Wu Song's case?"

Ximen Qingqing pinched his fan to look at his face, "Exactly, tell me everything that happened that day."

Zhang Mengfang said: "I heard that Wu Song is a good man, so I wanted to take him for use by my subordinates and give him my favorite adoptive mother as his wife, but I didn't expect Wu Song to be such a villain. The property of my mansion! I really raised a thief!"

He clenched his palms tightly, showing an angry expression.

Ximen Qingqing narrowed his eyes, resting his elbow on the armrest, and resting the tip of his fan on his chin.

Ximen Qingqing asked Zhang Mengfang a few more questions, and his answers were the same as those written in the file.

"What did Wu Song steal?"

Zhang Mengfang: "Some items, a box full."

Ximen Qingqing raised his eyebrows, "Oh? You stole a box of things in one night?"

Zhang Mengfang was taken aback, and immediately said: "How is this possible?"

He smiled flatteringly, "He stole this for many days. My house has been missing things all the time. I found out that it might be the work of house thieves, so I sent a few soldiers to guard at night. Who knew they had captured Wu Song."

Zhang Mengfang sighed, "I never thought that Wu Song would be a family thief. Thanks to my trust in him, it really is not a good thing for a thief to join the army."

"I heard that Wu Song was captured by the officials at the beginning, and the officials should know exactly what kind of person he is."

Ximen Qingqing smiled and said, "I really know exactly what kind of person he is."

"Is the thing he stole still there?"

Zhang Mengfang: "I took those things back to the house and put them back in the warehouse, and I don't even remember what's there right now."

Ximen Qingqing looked at the magistrate, "Since it's stolen goods, why didn't you make a list. Now that there is no list of stolen goods, how do you know how much he stole!"

The magistrate flinched, and directly handed the ball to Zhang Mengfang, "That's right! The official said that the stolen goods will be confiscated, so why do you want to take them away, Superintendent Zhang!"

Supervisor Zhang thought to himself: If I don't take it away, I'm afraid you will laugh at all these things.

Ximen Qingqing looked at the two of them, "Are the soldiers who arrested Wu Song here?"

Supervisor Zhang: "What a coincidence, I found a group of bandits a few days ago, and I asked them to arrest them. They are no longer in Mengzhou Mansion right now."

Inspector Zhang lowered his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but feel complacent.

There are no stolen goods, and no witnesses. I'll see what you, the so-called jade-faced judge, can do.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice!

Ximen Qingqing picked up the tea bowl, slowly brushed off the tea leaves, and said with a smile, "You think I have nothing to do now?"

Superintendent Zhang: "How could it be? My lord is a jade-faced judge. No one in the world knows your prestige and methods. You can communicate with ghosts and gods, and you can also snatch the dead from black and white impermanence, so that he can identify the murderer."

He smiled, "So, how dare you lie in front of you, little one?"

Ximen Qingqing sneered.

If it is profitable, cheating gods and ghosts is nothing.

Zhang Mengfang showed a troubled expression, and said: "I don't know if someone is deliberately telling stories and framing me in front of adults. In this matter, I am the one who suffers."

Ximen Qingqing: "Do you know about Yulan's identification of Wu Song as the murderer?"

Supervisor Zhang said blankly: "Ah, I don't know, I didn't know Yulan saw it at the time."

Well, he covered up all the telltales.

Ximen Qingqing took a sip of tea.

Everyone at the door couldn't help frowning, Song Qing couldn't help but said: "What kind of bird supervisor is this, but he left himself clean!"

Wu Song bit his lower lip with his teeth, exerting a little force.

He raised his head and stared deeply at Ximen Qingqing.

He wanted to say: Official, let's forget it, Wu Song can be wronged, but he can't let the official's reputation be damaged because of himself.

Just as Wu Song was about to speak, Hua Rong kicked him.

Wu Song glared at him.

Huarong smiled.

Wu Song was very annoyed, "You can actually laugh at this time?"

This little boy would act obedient to officials when he had nothing to do, but he didn't care at all when the officials had something to do.

Hua Rong said helplessly, "You should trust him more."

"He never disappointed those who were wronged and waited for her to clear up their wrongs."

Wu Songhu's eyes were burning, "I have never been disappointed with officials, I just..."

Before he could say anything, Hua Rong covered his mouth with a slap.

Hua Rong smiled and said, "I always feel that I won't like to hear what you say."

Wu Song: "..."

You think I can't do anything while wearing a shackle, don't you?

……

Zhang Mengfang's laughter sounded again in the lobby, "My lord, if I have nothing else to do, I will go back. After all, I also have an official position and have my own responsibilities."

Ximen Qingqing: "Well, I understand, you have your responsibilities, and I have mine."

Seeing her calm tone, Zhang Mengfang was relieved.

Zhang Mengfang was still very afraid of this famous jade-faced judge. He could no longer take Wu Song's affairs into consideration. He only wanted to clean himself up, and he must not make Ximen Qing suspicious.

But just because he was afraid of him, Zhang Mengfang felt a little proud of seeing that he could also deceive him.

Ximen Qingqing took another sip of tea, and with a bodhisattva smile, he was chatting with Zhang Mengfang, and he looked like two people when he pressed Yulan just now.

The prefect was even more frightened, he moved his butt on the chair twice.

Zhang Mengfang thought that Ximen Qing had given up, and his expression was a little relaxed.

……

The rain outside the house was a little lighter, and the monotonous sound of the thin and dense rain made people sleepy.

Ximen Qingqing casually asked a few questions about Zhang Mengfang that had nothing to do with the case.

Ximen Qingqing saw that he was gradually relaxing his vigilance, and asked with a smile, "By the way, how did you know about Wu Song?"

Zhang Mengfang said casually: "Listen to what my brother said."

As soon as the words came out, his body froze subconsciously.

"Your brother?"

Zhang Mengfang smiled and said: "I and Zhang Tuanlian from Mengzhou Prefecture both have the surname Zhang, so we became brothers."

"Is that so..."

Ximen Qingqing rubbed his belly and smiled apologetically, "I haven't eaten before, so I'm a little hungry."

The magistrate hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll send someone to prepare it."

He hurriedly dismissed a yamen servant to do it.

Ximen Qingqing stared at the yamen servant, then at the people at the door, finally chose Song Qing, and nodded slightly at him.

Song Qing thought for a while, and silently followed the yamen servant.

Ximen Qingqing glanced at the back of Song Qing leaving, and took another sip of tea.

After a while, Song Qing came back with a plate of pastries and put them by Ximen Qingqing's hand.

He looked up at Ximen Qingqing.

Ximen Qingqing got his cue and stretched out his hand.

She caught the pastry plate with a smile, took a piece and began to eat slowly.

Zhang Mengfang looked at her with contempt.

She smiled, and slowly threw down a thunder, "Zhang Tuanlian, I know, he is a guest in the back hall right now."

Zhang Mengfang was stunned for a moment, he looked at Ximen Qingqing.

"Zhang Tuanlian said that you took a bribe from Jiang Menshen to teach Wu Song a lesson for him."

Wu Song's eyes widened. Although he knew that he was framed, he didn't know that these things came from Jiang Menshen.

However, he has been following Ximen Qing, and Ximen Qing has not left his sight, so how did Ximen Qing know these things?

Zhang Mengfang: "He is slandering!"

Ximen Qingqing smiled and said: "Actually, Yulan has already confessed, saying that you forced her to say that she heard Wu Song's drunken words about stealing money, and then asked her to be a witness."

Zhang Mengfang's face was livid, "You little bitch!"

Ximen Qingqing: "Right now, both Zhang Tuanlian and Yulan have identified you as the mastermind of this matter, if you still don't recruit..."

"By the way, are there any other instruments of torture in this government office?"

"Yes, yes, whatever you want!" The magistrate wanted to curry favor with Ximen Qing immediately, so he naturally responded to every request.

Zhang Mengfang said angrily, "I'm the supervisor!"

Ximen Qingqing curled his lips, "Oh, so what about the supervisor? If I say you are guilty, then you are guilty!"

Zhang Mengfang's eyes widened, he didn't expect someone to frame him so blatantly.

Ximen Qingqing smiled and said, "I'm Cai Taishi's godson, Gao Taiwei also likes me very much, and the officials also let me do things freely. Tell me, what is your little supervisor?"

Ximen Qingqing: "I came here to ask you, not to clear Wu Song of the crime, but because I have offended me, because you treated me really contemptuously."

She hooked her lips, "You made me unhappy, so I just came to frame you."

Zhang Mengfang: "You...you...you..."

"I just hope that if you don't plead guilty, you can fall into my hands and have a good interrogation. I want you to experience something more painful than death..." Ximen Qingqing laughed so hard that his flesh turned cold, "You know what? I have tools that are more powerful than the instruments of torture here. Although bamboo slices can tear human flesh into shreds, how can it compare to iron combs and iron grates? Take it out, and then brush it on the human skin, and with a hissing sound, the human skin will be washed off, and it will still smell like meat!"

Zhang Mengfang's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

Jade-faced judge...it turns out that everything in the storybook is fucking true!

Ximen Qing is simply not human!

Zhang Mengfang was frightened.

Compared to clearing up Wu Song's grievances, Zhang Mengfang believed that he was interrogated like this because he offended Ximen Qing, and he also believed that Ximen Qing would torture him like this, because if it were him, he might torture him too People who have offended themselves.

Who in this world would look for trouble for nothing, and clear the charges for a prisoner who has been punished and assigned to the army!

She smiled at Meng Fang, and suddenly a lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating her pale face.

Ghostly!

"Ah!" Zhang Mengfang yelled and ran towards the magistrate.

He grabbed the magistrate and shouted: "Hurry up, I recruited, I recruited, I deliberately framed Wu Song,"

"It was Wu Song who offended Jiang Menshen. Jiang Menshen found Zhang Tuanlian and bribed me. That's why I deliberately found Wu Song to frame him."

Zhang Mengfang told all the truth.

Anyway, Zhang Tuanlian has said it all, if he doesn't say it, he will really fall into the hands of King Yama.

"Hurry up, lock me up quickly, don't let me fall into her hands!" Zhang Mengfang was in a hurry.

The magistrate looked at him, hesitated to speak, and then asked for his confession to be presented.

Zhang Mengfang impatiently pressed his fingerprints.

Zhang Mengfang's eyes turned red from fright, and he said angrily: "Ximen Qing, you are really not a thing, and you still want to frame me!"

Ximen Qingqing chuckled, half covered her fan, and curled her red lips, "Yes, people who frame others are really not a thing!"

She slapped Zhang Mengfang and Zhifu's heads hard.

The author has something to say: In "Water Margin", the cannon fodder Zhang Supervisor actually has a name called Zhang Mengfang

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