Chapter 151 Embroidered Shoes Under Peonies
Zhang San followed the erratic red figure to the back garden, and then suddenly lost her trace, as if she disappeared out of thin air.

His expression became solemn, he held the handle of the sword at his waist with one hand, and walked slowly into the garden, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

As he watched, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

Spring has just begun, and the peony flowering period has not yet arrived. The peonies in this garden have already bloomed, and they are extremely bright and brilliant. Each flower is as big as a disk.

But perhaps the family hired a skilled gardener to take care of the garden.

Just looking at this house, you can tell that the owner is not short of money.

Suddenly, his gaze froze and he walked over quickly.

Under the rhizome of a peony that looks like a cluster of snow, an embroidered shoe is exposed.

Why is there an embroidered shoe buried under the peonies?

Zhang San, who has been dealing with various cases all year round, realized something was wrong almost immediately.

At this time, several of his subordinates also followed.

Zhang San ordered: "dig this place open."

The trappers asked the mute uncle to borrow a shovel and dug up the peony garden.

"Boss! Come and look, there's a body buried under here!"

"Boss, there are some here too."

"And here..."

When the peony garden was completely dug up, the piles of corpses and bones underneath shocked everyone present.

"This, how many people must have died."

"When I looked at it, those corpses seemed to be women."

"The woman in the bright red gauze skirt we saw just now couldn't be..." A ghost.

Although the last word was not spoken, everyone present understood what he meant.

In an instant, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Combined with the strange way of death of the owner of the house, they couldn't help but imagine a revenge script of a female ghost.

Zhang San scolded: "The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. Where did the ghost come from? The murderer can only be a human being. Don't be stunned and come to work."

Take the lead in jumping into the pit filled with corpses and collecting the bones.

"Boss, why is it our turn to do this kind of thing? It shouldn't be left to Peng Wu."

Zhang San: "Do you think Peng Wuzuo can do it on his own? If you don't want to do it, that's fine. I'll treat you next time, but don't go either."

"No, boss, I'm just kidding, I'm not good at it."

Zhang San glanced at him coldly, "Liu Quan, in front of so many dead people, are you kidding me?"

Liu Quan didn't say anything anymore. His back was turned to Zhang San, his face elongated and he was very dissatisfied and angry.

This villa was in the name of Cheng Haoran, and it was registered in the county government office. Zhang San found out when he went back to check, and thus initially confirmed the identity of the deceased.

After another inspection by Peng Wuzuo, it was basically confirmed.

When the news of Cheng Haoran's death reached the Cheng family, the head of the Cheng family categorically objected: "Impossible. Haoer was fine yesterday. How could he... die today?"

Yesterday was the Lantern Festival. As young people, it is inevitable to go out and have fun. It is normal to stay up all night.

Besides, Hao'er was accompanied by two followers with extraordinary skills. With them around, how could ordinary people hurt Hao'er?
As for extraordinary people, as long as Haoer gives out his name as a member of the Cheng family, who would dare to touch him?
It was out of this thought that when the head of the Cheng family found out that his son had not returned last night, he did not send anyone to look for him.

Unexpectedly, just because of this negligence, my son died!
But Cheng Haoran is not the only son of the Cheng family. In addition to his only legitimate son, he also has five or six concubines. Even though he is sad and mourning, he can still hold on.

On the other hand, Mrs. Cheng's vision went dark and she fainted the moment she learned about her son's death.

After waking up, everyone was a little confused. Still fine, he ordered the kitchen to prepare Haoer's favorite dishes.

When she was told that Haoer was dead, Mrs. Cheng beat her heart and cried.

"No, I don't believe it. Hao'er must still be alive. You concubines have been restless and kind all day long. Are you just hoping that I, Hao'er, will die so that I can make room for you? I tell you, don't even think about it!" It's a pity that Cheng Haoran His death cannot be denied even if he wants to.

After going to the county government morgue and claiming Cheng Haoran's body, Mrs. Cheng collapsed when she came back and couldn't bear to fall ill.

The head of the Cheng family held on to the pain and held a funeral for his son.

However, Cheng Haoran died, and the murder case of the bones dug up in the garden of his other courtyard has not yet been solved.

Zhang San kept checking.

Although the murderer was almost confirmed to be Cheng Haoran, the person was already dead and he had no evidence, so he was unable to seek justice for the innocent girls who died.

However, on this day when he went to the top, Chief Bai of the torture chamber found him and asked him to stop and stop investigating.

Zhang San was puzzled: "Master Chief, that's a total of 23 lives. Why don't you investigate further?"

Master Bai: "You and I both know who the murderer is. If you continue to investigate, do you think the Cheng family will let you go? Even if you find out the truth, do you think you have a chance to tell it?"
"Zhang San, you have been working in the yamen for several years. You should understand that an arm cannot twist a thigh."

Master Bai patted him on the shoulder and warned him meaningfully.

Finally, he let out a long sigh: "I used to be just like you, passionate, righteous, and always wanted to get to the bottom of everything. But it was only when I was really hurt that I realized that the world is like this, and you and I can't change it."

After coming out of the house, Zhang San looked up at the sky. It was clear that the sky was clear and the wind was sunny, but he felt that the dark clouds were covering the top and he was about to be overwhelmed.

Do you want to just give up?

After getting off duty, Zhang San came out of the yamen and walked home with heavy steps.

A handsome young man in Tsing Yi walked straight up to him and said, "Zhang San, our Crown Prince asked me to ask you, do you want to continue the investigation and give justice to those women who died innocently?"

Zhang San suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him, "Who is your prince?"

The young man in green was Qin Feng. He turned around and left, "If you want to know, just follow me."

Zhang San hesitated for a moment, but chose to follow.

On the other side, Master Bai asked to see his superior Li Xiancheng.

Li Xian Cheng was the unjust Li Rui who was tricked by his evil friends at the Shangyuan Night Banquet that day.

"Sir, I have followed your instructions and asked Zhang San to stop investigating the case."

Li Rui is writing a letter home, showing off to his family the delicious food he tasted at the Shangyuan Night Banquet.

Hearing this, he said "Yeah" without raising his head, "I understand, you can go down."

Master Bai raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing that he had a smile on his lips and seemed to be in a good mood, he couldn't help but twitch his lips sarcastically.

In the eyes of the county magistrate, the more than twenty lives lost in this case are really not worth mentioning, right?

Such a person can actually sit in this position.

On what grounds?It's just the name of his family.

Besides his reputation, what else does he have?Judging cases, settling accounts, persuading farmers...he knew nothing about these general affairs, and he spent most of the month traveling around.

Even when I came back, I didn't do my job properly. I just talked about romantic affairs, antique calligraphy and paintings, and other empty and useless things.

But I, although capable and prestigious, could only live in a small prison house with no hope of rising.

Just because he was born a commoner and did not have a prominent family background like Li Rui.

This world is so unfair.

I thought that the situation would be better after the previous dynasty was overthrown and someone else sat on the dragon throne, but in the end nothing changed.

Oh, there are still changes. The county magistrate has changed from a son of an aristocratic family who can only talk empty words to a filial son from a commoner background.

Their filial son, the magistrate, wanted to do something practical, but unfortunately his talents were mediocre, even inferior to his own.

That's all, no matter what you think about these things, it won't help no matter how much you think about them.

If he had that time, he might as well go home and spend more time with his wife and children.

(End of this chapter)

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