Datang Coroner

Chapter 1966 You have to turn around
On the way out of the city on horseback, Li Changbo shared the information of the deceased with Fu Shiyi.

The name of the deceased was Zheng Yi. As his name suggests, he was a man of great perseverance.

He is a student from a poor family who came out of a small mountain village all the way through farming, studying and taking exams.

There are not many people in the family, only parents and three brothers, and he is the youngest.

Later, with good academic performance, he was selected as a small official in the household department, and was also responsible for the account books of money and food.

Because of having a decent job and being introduced by others, they got married and had children.

I married the daughter of a charcoal merchant. Because the charcoal merchants also had small businesses and had no sons, her wife ran the shop, and he did some porting work in the shop when he was on errands.

Later, they bought a field and took a large family to live in a place where they were on errands.

It's just that the land they bought was thin and the amount was large, so the whole family still had to work in the fields.

But Zheng Yi's family has a very good relationship. Even Zheng Yi and his wife have never quarreled or blushed.After giving birth to two children in one breath, life is even more beautiful.

After Zheng Yi discovered the corruption of the local county magistrate, he collected evidence and handed the evidence to the supervisor when the supervisor came.

The inspector then returned with his men and horses. With the help of Zheng Yi, he went out and found out that the county magistrate and another official had colluded with each other to embezzle and lose money.

Later, Zheng Yi was promoted.Then, he uncovered another corruption case.

Moreover, seven years have passed since that case—there was a severe drought that year, and the imperial court allocated money and food for disaster relief, but fully half of them were embezzled.

Many people starved to death.

I don't even know how many people sell their sons and daughters.

And the county magistrate has already been promoted.

And that county magistrate has a pretty good reputation.Coupled with the wide range of friends, the apprenticeship of Guozijian's sacrificial wine, and the marriage of the prime minister's daughter, it is said that the future is limitless.

But because of this incident, he was beheaded.The proud son of heaven was also pulled down from the altar of glory.

Zheng Yi became famous completely.

It is also for this reason that the Minister of the Ministry of Households specially selected him to come to Chang'an as an errand - in order to reduce corruption and corruption, and to be able to clean up the world.

Unexpectedly, this happened.

Counting the days, Zheng Yi probably hasn't spent even a year at home, so he set off for Chang'an City.

Didn't expect this to happen.

The horse's footsteps were fast, and they had arrived at the post before dark.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival.

Perhaps because of the festival, there is no curfew today, and there are lantern festivals throughout the night, so many people enter the city, and few people leave the city.

And the post station is also extremely deserted.

When Li Changbo arrived, he surprised the small official in charge of the post station, and came out to greet him before he even had time to put down the cake in his hand.

After seeing the ceremony, the petty official hurriedly welcomed Li Changbo into the post station to talk.

Li Changbo didn't talk nonsense, and directly asked about Zheng Yi: "Do you know Zheng Yi?"

The little official shook his head and smiled dryly: "I don't know. If the officer wants to ask people who come and go, then I really can't remember. There are too many people passing by here every day."

"He is also an official." Li Changbo said in a deep voice, "He should come to live in the post."

The post station is equivalent to an official inn.

If you are an official, as long as you have a waist card and a letter of appointment, you can eat and live in the post station for free, and become a top player.

Of course, there is no need to pay for staying in the hotel, but generally speaking, some tips are still given.

Well, it's okay if you don't give it to the stingy.

It's just that the food provided by the post station is very simple, basically only coarse grain steamed cakes and rice porridge.

So next to the post station, there are all kinds of private inns, food stalls and the like-equivalent to supply stations.

Moreover, many coachmen and horse sellers will solicit customers here.

The post station is the most convenient place to take a ride.

According to the fullness of Zheng Yi's wallet and his frugal character, the probability of living elsewhere is not high, and the probability of resting elsewhere is not high.

There are many people who pass by or live in the post station every day, but there are few officials who do not need to pay.

When Li Changbo said this, the station official hurriedly said: "Then what are his characteristics? I may not remember the name, but if I can tell the time, I can check the records. Maybe I can remember something."

The petty official looked flattering and cautious.

Li Changbo knew the time: "It should be two to three days ago, that is, the 23th and [-]rd of the first lunar month."

Fu Shiyi added: "The height is five feet seven eight, the physique is good, and the age is about 35."

After a pause, thinking of the facial features of the deceased, she described: "His nose is very big. The beard is very thick, but there is no beard."

Other than that, there are no other features.

The inn clerk thought about it carefully for a while, then shook his head: "I really didn't think of it."

Then he looked through the check-in records between the [-]th and [-]th of the first lunar month.

Then he still shook his head: "There is no record. Maybe I didn't come here. In fact, this place is very close to Chang'an City, and few people live here. Unless it is really too late to enter the city."

This is not impossible.

Li Changbo pondered for a moment, then asked: "Then - how many miles is the nearest post station from here?"

The little official at the post station smiled and said, "It's about fifty or sixty miles away. You can walk there in a day."

"Can I have a look at the records?" Fu Shiyi stretched out his hand with a smile, "Maybe he checked in early, or after that?"

The post station official handed over the account book in his hand to Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi flipped forward and then backward, but he didn't see Zheng Yi's name.

The post station official smiled and said: "There are not many people who stay here every day, there are only a few. If I were still an official, I would definitely remember it. These few days, I haven't. It's the Chinese New Year and I haven't come back yet. After today , there will be more people.”

"Aren't you on duty?" Fu Shiyi flipped through it casually, then handed the account book back, and assumed the posture of chatting again.

The post station clerk smiled wryly: "Naturally, there are rotations, but recently they are on duty every three days. I've been here for six days. It's just to make more money."

"Then you've been here recently." Fu Shi nodded, and looked at him with sympathy and pity: "Then you must have collected a lot of money, right? But do you know that accepting bribes is a punishment? Seriously, they will be exiled, or even beheaded."

The contrast between these words was so great that the station official was stunned: What?What about me?

Li Changbo also looked at Fu Shiyi, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Fu Shiyi smiled: "I found that the following pages were actually written at the same time. And they were written by the same person. The most important thing is that this account book is a little thinner. There is a defect in the middle."

Li Changbo instantly understood Fu Shiyi's meaning, and then looked at the post station official with burning eyes: "Do you have something to say?"

The post station official immediately changed his face, and sternly argued: "You must be responsible for what you say, sir! You can't spout blood! How can you tell if the account book is thick or thin? How could I not know that there is a defect? ​​Besides, I have been here for the past few days, and the handwriting is mine. , isn’t it normal?!”

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