Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 646 is Madam Mao
"This only proves that Lord Mao colluded with the bandits in private. How can it prove that Lord Mao died at the hands of the bandits?" Meng Changqing asked.

“You might not believe it,” Sun said, “but the bandits actually had letters plotting to assassinate Lord Mao.”

At this point, Meng Changqing felt there was no need to ask any more questions; this Feng Zhong'an was definitely suspicious.

Meng Changqing sat up straight. He wondered what role Feng Zhong'an had played in the murder of Mao Chunfang.

"Does Lord Meng have nothing to say?" Sun Xiang asked.

Meng Changqing countered, "What should I say?"

Sun Xiang smiled helplessly, "As soon as Lord Feng arrived, he determined that my previous investigation was unrelated to this case, and then found out the murderer in just three days and arrested them all. I am truly ashamed."

"Where did the murderer come from?" Meng Changqing asked. "Are there any survivors?"

“The bandits fought back desperately, so we only brought back their bodies,” Sun Xiang sighed. “I don’t know when the new prefect will take office, and my health is deteriorating day by day.”

"Lord Sun, you haven't been feeling well lately?" Meng Changqing could tell from his tone that he was considering resigning, but he still had to go through the motions.

"How do we interpret that?" Sun Xiang said. "Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's not. It's all thanks to the tonics you sent earlier, otherwise things wouldn't be like this now."

Meng Changqing said, "Lord Sun, please take care of your health."

After leaving Liangzhou Prefecture, Meng Changqing kept frowning.

Xi Bei would urge her horse to speed up every now and then and glance at her.

Meng Changqing couldn't ignore him. "Master, is there bird poop on my face?"

"Pretty much, his face was really sour." Xi Bei asked, "What did the Prefect of Liangzhou say to you? Does the higher-ups think we're involved in Lord Mao's death?"

"No." Meng Changqing patted his forehead. "I can't think of a way to say it right now."

"If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it." Xi Bei was always decisive. "Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. Let them do whatever they want." Meng Changqing felt disgusted, but he still naively thought that perhaps if he brought this result back to the capital, the court wouldn't believe it, and they might send someone to investigate again?

After Mao Chunfang was killed, few people traveled on the official road. Apart from Meng Changqing and his group, only those who had to go out to make a living were left.

Not long after the three passed Yanglin Town, they saw a man on horseback shouting and waving at them on a small road beside the main road.

The distance wasn't far, but it wasn't close enough to see the other person's face clearly either.

Xi Bei and Chu Mufeng protected Meng Changqing from the front and back, while Meng Changqing himself drew his knife.

If it weren't for the fact that it seemed like only one person and one horse, Meng Changqing would have already sped up and run.

“Judging from the voice, it’s a woman,” Xi Bei said, but her posture remained completely relaxed.

The person on the path had covered his head with a cloth, revealing only his eyes. As he approached, he slowed down, seemingly also sizing them up.

"You're going to Beishan... Lord Meng!" The man dismounted somewhat awkwardly. "You are Lord Meng of Beishan County, aren't you?"

"Who are you?" Meng Changqing asked.

The man quickly pulled off the gray cloth covering his head. "It's me, Mao Chunfang's wife."

Meng Changqing asked in surprise, "Madam Mao, why are you alone in this place?"

Madam Mao knelt down before Meng Changqing. "Your Honor, my family has been wronged!" she said. "The one who murdered my husband and his advisor was none other than Feng Zhong'an, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. I beg Your Honor to uphold justice for my husband!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Changqing quickly dismounted and helped the woman up. "Madam, what evidence do you have?"

Madam Mao took out a letter from her bosom. Meng Changqing took it but didn't read it immediately. "What is this?"