I become a god in another world

Chapter 568 Knowing the past and the present
Chapter 568

Zhao Fusheng pretended not to notice the defensive look on the woman's face and asked with a smile:
"What do you call sister?"

The palace servant looked a little cold, grabbed the end of his hair, frowned and replied:
"My last name is Chen. The sisters in the palace all call me Sister Miaolian. You can just call me Chen Nuling."

"Female officer? I said that my sister had an extraordinary demeanor, but I didn't expect that she was actually a female official."

Zhao Fusheng complimented calmly.

When Xie Jingsheng heard what she said, he looked at her strangely.

When Chen Miaolian heard Zhao Fusheng's compliment, her frown immediately relaxed.

She paused in smoothing her hair, turned her head and stared at Zhao Fusheng. Although she didn't say anything, her expression seemed to show that her dissatisfaction with everyone had faded a lot.

"You have good taste." Chen Miaolian praised.

There was a strange look on Fan Bisi's face.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, then said seriously:
"Ms. Chen, we have just entered the palace. We felt something was wrong the moment we came in. We heard someone screaming earlier, but we didn't see anyone along the way. It was not until we got here that we finally met a 'living person'."

she asked:
"Why is this?"

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished asking the question, the other two women in the room showed looks of horror on their faces.

Chen Nuling was a little older and had a calmer temperament. She was still frightened when she heard what Zhao Fusheng said:

"You are lucky. The palace has been haunted recently—"

"Haunted?" Zhao Fusheng deliberately raised his voice and then turned to look at Meng Po. He hesitated and said:
"I've never heard of this before?"

"It happened recently." Chen Nuling was worried.

"You just mentioned Lady Du - is it related to Lady Du?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

The girl who stuck her head out from the upper right bunk said anxiously:

"that is!"

"Neither is that..." Another palace maid in the bunk below her gave a completely opposite answer.

"This matter is complicated." Chen Nuling said.

"How complicated is it?" Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

Chen Nuling's brows frowned again unconsciously, and she seemed to not know how to start.

Zhao Fusheng simply changed the way he asked the question:

"You just mentioned ghosts, and you also said Du Meiren died. Did the evil spirit resurrect after Du Meiren's death?"

Chen Nuling twisted her body and looked at her sideways. After a while, she said in surprise:
"You actually also know about the resurrection of evil spirits—"

After she finished speaking, she sighed:
"I can't say for sure whether it was the ghost of Lady Du who revived after her death, but there is definitely a ghost in the palace."

The girl on the bed said:

"It's not Lady Du, but it's also related to her. Granny Xu who serves her must be a ghost—"

"Shanhong, stop talking nonsense!" Chen Nuling stood up suddenly and shouted in a low voice.

The girl who was scolded by her was a little dissatisfied. She was about to speak, but she saw that after Chen Nuling finished drinking, she clenched her hands nervously and paced twice on the spot. It was obvious that after mentioning "Grandma Xu", Chen Nuling was a little scared.

Shanhong's lips moved and regret appeared in her eyes.

"It's hard to say about this matter--" Chen Nuling hesitated.

The girl who got out of bed with a red face disagreed:
"Sister Miaolian just has a good temper. What's wrong with that? People in and out of the palace have spread the word that Granny Xu is a ghost."

"You——" Chen Nuling was immediately annoyed when she saw the two girls in the room repeatedly mentioning this:
"I told you not to mention it, why do you keep talking about it?"

"What's so bad about it? In this situation, whether you say it or not, you'll die sooner or later." The palace servant who got out of bed said pessimistically:

"When new people come in, give them a warning early, so that they don't run around in the palace without knowing the consequences. Sooner or later, they will encounter ghosts."

She acted as if "a dying man's words are good".

As soon as the palace maid said this, Chen Nuling sighed deeply:
"Well, that's true. Come on, we are just struggling to survive. How long can we live?"

"The Emperor has already offended the people of the Demon Suppression Division. No one will come to save us—"

Shanhong also said something in a low voice.

Her words silenced the other two.

Zhao Fusheng watched the three people arguing for a few sentences without showing any emotion. From their conversation, she heard some clues: it seems that in the late Later Han Dynasty, even the palace servants had noticed the conflict between the palace and the Demon Suppression Division.

The Du Mingsheng case was just a fuse.

The fire in Yong'an Palace involved a wide range of people and was even suspected to be related to Du Mingsheng's daughter.

Zhao Fusheng estimated the time in his mind, letting the atmosphere remain silent for a moment before he asked:

"Who is the Granny Xu that the sisters mentioned?"

She had insight into people's hearts and was experienced in questioning people. She started with the most common, easy-to-answer and seemingly safe questions, and slowly broke down the defenses of the three palace maids.

This question was quickly responded to by Shanhong:

"Grandma Xu is an old palace maid who served Lady Du. She entered the palace during the reign of Emperor Ai—"

Zhao Fusheng was not familiar with the history of the early Han Dynasty. She looked at Xie Jingsheng, who said:

"During Emperor Ai's eleven years on the throne, seven ghost disasters occurred in the imperial capital."

The imperial capital should have been the safest place in the world, but during the short eleven years of Emperor Ai of Han's reign, seven ghost disasters occurred.

Zhao Fusheng was a little shocked by this number, but she immediately said:
"How many years have passed since Emperor Ai's reign?"

Her question made Chen Nuling feel a little strange:
"About seventeen years."

Having already started talking, Chen Nuling said:

"It is said that Granny Xu entered the palace at the beginning of Emperor Ai's reign. She also served the previous emperor. I don't know why she ended up having no children and falling out of favor."

According to palace rules, after Emperor Ai's death, concubines who were not favored and had no children were either imprisoned in the Eternal Lane, sent home, or sent to the palace to do menial work if there was a shortage of staff in the various palaces.

But Granny Xu had no home, so she stayed in the palace.

"She has a strange temper and doesn't get along with others, so she was ostracized to Yongxiang." Shanhong continued:
"Eternal Lane couldn't tolerate her. When she got older, she was often beaten and scolded."

"A few years ago, Lady Du came into the palace and saved her. They got along very well, so she followed Lady Du."

Another palace servant said this sourly:
"She is lucky. Lady Du has a good temper and is favored. After following Lady Du, Granny Xu can enjoy her life."

Chen Nuling nodded:
"Lady Du has a gentle personality and is very caring towards those around her. She knows that Granny Xu is old and has suffered a lot in Yongxiang, so she treats her well in terms of food and clothing."

Shanhong also said:

"How can I not treat her unfairly? I'm basically taking care of her as if she were my own elder."

The maid in the lower bunk said:

"I heard that Lady Du lost her mother at a young age, so she might have considered Granny Xu as her mother."

After several women talked at once, they sorted out the relationship between Grandma Xu and Lady Du.

"Mrs. Xu offended someone in Yongxiang in her early years and had her legs broken. When it rained, she would feel pain and couldn't even walk. Lady Du even found a careful maid to wait on her."

After saying this, Shanhong sighed deeply:
"I thought I could have a good retirement in the second half of my life, but Miss Du died."

"How did Lady Du die?" Zhao Fusheng asked this question again.

At this point, the conversation had come to this point, and the palace maids did not mention anything else.

Chen Miaolian was silent for a while, then sighed:
"Lady Du was ordered to be executed." "Was it because of her father Du Mingsheng's case?" Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised to hear this.

"almost--"

Chen Miaolian nodded implicitly.

"This..." Zhao Fusheng frowned.

After hearing this, she noticed the inconsistency in this case:

"As far as I know, Du Mingsheng's case was closed half a year ago, and he died a long time ago. Logically, the matter should not involve Lady Du. How come several months later, the emperor brought up the old matter again and killed the man?"

"How can the emperor bring up the past again?" Chen Miaolian sighed and shook her head:

"The Emperor loves Lady Du very much, how could he possibly order her death?"

This statement is contradictory.

Shanhong points out the key:

"It was Lord Zhang from the Demon Suppression Division who ordered him to be killed."

"It involves the Demon Suppression Division." Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

She can still laugh at this time!

Chen Miaolian showed an expression of disbelief on her face.

In fact, even the women discussing this issue is a capital crime.

The Demon Suppression Division means heaven in this era, and has even surpassed the imperial power. The emperor has to swallow his anger in front of the ghost riders of the Demon Suppression Division.

The conflict between the two sides has been accumulated for a long time. Normally, the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau walk around the palace and their words are more effective than the emperor's.

If there had not been a ghost disaster in the palace at this time, countless palace people would have been killed or injured, and it would have been very likely that a disaster was about to happen - Chen Miaolian and others believed that their death was approaching, so they spoke much more boldly.

Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to even mention the name of the Demon Suppression Division.

But even so, when some people mentioned the Demon Suppression Division, they were still trembling with fear. However, when Zhao Fusheng mentioned the Demon Suppression Division, his face was filled with ease.

"How can you laugh?" Chen Miaolian asked in disbelief.

"What's so funny about this?" Zhao Fusheng asked back with a smile.

Her words silenced the three palace maids.

"Who is this Mr. Zhang?"

Zhao Fusheng did not rush to ask about the relationship between Granny Xu and Lady Du, but turned around and asked Xie Jingsheng.

Among the group, Xie Jingsheng has the most experience. He has a high status and is familiar with all the files and archives of the Demon Suppression Division. He may know the origins of the "Master Zhang" mentioned by the palace people.

Xie Jingsheng hesitated for a moment:
"For hundreds of years, there have been countless ghost riders coming and going in the world, and Zhang is a famous surname—"

He paused for a moment when he said this.

This was not the answer Zhao Fusheng wanted to hear, and Xie Jingsheng knew it very well.

He thought for a while:

"There are many ghost riders with the surname Zhang in the Imperial Capital. I can't remember all of them, but I do know a few famous ones."

After saying this, I sorted out some thoughts in my mind:

"During the fire at Yong'an Palace in the late Han Dynasty, that gentleman did mention a ghost rider."

"Is that ghost rider also surnamed Zhang?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Xie Jingsheng nodded:
"Yes, this gentleman is also of extraordinary status. He is a general in the last years of the king, and his name is Zhang Yunzhong."

As soon as he mentioned the name "Zhang Yunzhong", Chen Miaolian and others were frightened out of their wits.

The two women who came out from behind the curtain retracted their heads back into the curtain. Chen Miaolian also sat back on the bed and pulled her legs back, trying to hide in the bed - but as soon as she moved, her hands were grabbed tightly by Zhao Fusheng.

Chen Miaolian's hands were slightly warmer and her skin was rough. Once she was caught, she struggled desperately. Zhao Fusheng even felt that his fingers, which had just been burned from pushing the burning door, began to hurt again.

"Where is Chen Nuling going? You haven't finished your words yet."

Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice.

Chen Nuling looked up at her in panic. In the darkness, the two of them looked at each other, one was flustered and the other was calm.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes were particularly bright in the darkness, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a faint smile.

When Chen Miaolian looked at her, she felt inexplicably timid.

"You, you are so bold that you call Lord Zhang by his name. I, we dare not tell you anything--" Chen Nuling's hands struggled weakly twice.

But she was timid and had little strength. After struggling for a few times without success, she softened her voice and begged:
"Please forgive us, we are just lowly maids, and we have people to support at home—"

"I'm just asking questions. I want to know the whole story of the ghost case in the palace. It doesn't involve life and death. What you say will go through your mouth and enter my ears, and will not enter the ears of anyone else." Zhao Fusheng promised.

She was not very old, but for some reason, her tone and demeanor were very convincing.

(The main reason was that Chen Nuling couldn't break free from her hand, and she vaguely felt that this group of people were tough guys.)
Chen Nuling couldn't guess her identity, but judging from her temperament, she had guessed that these people were not ordinary people.

She felt she was in trouble.

Trembling with fear, he asked:

"Must I tell you?"

Zhao Fusheng said gently:

"I have to tell you. I won't let you go until I tell you."

Chen Nuling was decisive. She knew she couldn't get away. Although she regretted opening the door and talking too much, she didn't curse. Instead, she accepted her fate and said:
"What do you want to ask?"

Zhao Fusheng asked:

"What the hell is this Zhang Yunzhong driving?"

"..." As soon as she opened her mouth, Chen Nuling was immediately confused by her question.

"We are just maids, how can we know these important events——"

"I would like to ask Mr. Xie..." Zhao Fusheng was about to explain, but Chen Miaolian said:
"I don't know what kind of ghost Lord Zhang controls, but I know that he can know the whole story. He is called Zhang Banxian."

"Zhang Banxian?" Zhao Fusheng originally planned to ask Xie Jingsheng about Zhang Yunzhong's origins, but he didn't expect to hear such words from Chen Miaolian.

"He has the ability to divination and has immense power," Chen Miaolian said timidly.

Xie Jingsheng smiled bitterly:
"In the lord's file, only Zhang Yunzhong's name and existence are mentioned, saying that he was the organizer of the Du Mingsheng case, but there is no mention of the evil spirit he controlled—"

However, the imperial general who recorded this case was a survivor of the alternation between the Early Han and Late Han dynasties. He had extraordinary strength, and the people whose names were recorded by him were not ordinary people.

"He can know the whole story, and is called Zhang Banxian——"

Zhao Fusheng repeated what Chen Miaolian said:

"This rule is somewhat special," she said, and looked up at Fan Bisi:

"Da Fan, does this sound familiar to you?"

"..."

Fan Bi Si was stunned for a moment.

He had no say at all in this old case which happened hundreds of years ago.

He was not old enough, and his knowledge, experience and strength were not as good as others. He didn't understand why Zhao Fusheng called his name at this time.