At noon, Zhima County Magistrate of Yu Town was having a headache.
He sat on the grand master's chair, pressed his temples, stroked his mustache, and sighed.
Recently, there are too many troubles.
One is because there is a bully in the town, relying on his family's land and money, he hired several vicious thugs to protect him, and he began to bully the good people all day long, doing evil and evil, which made people hate him.
Although the county magistrate wanted to do something for the people, but he was only a small county magistrate, and he had just taken office not long ago, so he could only swallow his anger when facing local snakes.
The second is because yesterday, a shocking incident occurred in the town: the second girl of the Su family was killed!
Fortunately in the misfortune, the murderer has already subdued the law, and the county magistrate felt that he should really go to burn incense and worship the Buddha, so that the Bodhisattva would bless him so that his official career would not be affected by this incident.
The county magistrate sighed again and again, and a servant ran over, saying that there was a son outside the mansion and wanted to see the county magistrate.
"Young master? What kind of young master?" The county magistrate stood up suspiciously, and asked the servants who followed him as he walked towards the gate of the mansion.
"Like someone from heaven!" The servant gave a thumbs up.
County magistrate: "..."
The county magistrate reached out his hand and mercilessly greeted the servant's head: "It's okay to read more."
"Hey! Alright, master." The servant rubbed his head and replied embarrassingly, he suddenly remembered something, he clenched his fists and clapped his palms, "That's right! That young master said he was a messenger."
The county magistrate thumped in his heart, looked at the servant with wide eyes, and asked, "What is it?"
The servant thought for a while, then remembered: "Oh! I remember! He said he was a police officer! An envoy!"
The county magistrate gasped, rolled his eyes, and almost belched.
"Hey! Master, what's the matter with you?!" The servant panicked and supported the county magistrate, pinching him.
The county magistrate came over slowly, ran towards the gate of the mansion, and the servants couldn't catch up: "Hey! Master! I was about to cry for your untimely death, why did you suddenly come back to life!"
The county magistrate ran to the gate of the mansion, straightened his official uniform, took two deep breaths, and walked out of the gate.
In front of the vermilion lacquered gate, two stone lions are facing the street without anger and majesty. Beside the stone steps of the mansion, a young man in white with a suitcase on his back is leading a fine horse. Rubbing the young man's palm.
Hearing the movement, the young man in white turned around.
Only then did the county magistrate know that what the servant said was right.
The young man with sword-like eyebrows and phoenix-eyed, dashing demeanor, imposing appearance, heroic yet handsome, the county magistrate has passed his age, and this is the first time he has seen such an extraordinary person.
When the county magistrate was in a daze, the young man took off his waist badge without saying a word, and handed it over.
The waist plate is wooden inlaid with gold characters, and it is written: Inspector, Yan Shu.
"My lord!!" The county magistrate was covered in cold sweat, and he hurriedly bowed his hands and bowed, "I hope that my lord will forgive me for my disappointment."
"Nothing." The young man in white said slowly, with a calm expression on his face, "According to an order, I passed by here by chance and stayed for a few nights, so I'm bothering you."
"Don't bother me, don't bother me, my lord is willing to patronize the humble house, it's really flourishing!" The county magistrate repeated.
Yan Shu nodded, unwilling to talk nonsense.
The county magistrate hurriedly ordered Yan Shu's horse to be taken to the stable, and repeatedly asked to take good care of it, and then led Yan Shu to the main hall.
"I heard..." As they walked, Yan Shu spoke suddenly, and the county magistrate was so frightened that he almost couldn't catch his breath.
"I heard that a girl was killed here yesterday, and she died in a miserable way?" Yan Shu asked indifferently.
"Yes, yes, yes." The county magistrate wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied while feeling sorry for his official career, "However, my lord, the prisoner has been arrested. I will report this matter to the Ministry of Punishment and bring him to Beijing. Ask to cut."
Yan Shu stopped and looked at the county magistrate, "Can you hand over the prisoner to me?"
The county magistrate was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Of course!"
The inspectors belonged to the Ministry of Punishments, and this was not something beyond the rules.
Yan Shu asked again: "Excuse me, do you have a house in a remote place with no one around? Wooden houses and dilapidated houses are fine."
The county magistrate was puzzled, but he still said, "There is a shed for livestock in the southwestern courtyard of my mansion, but it leaks rain and wind, and it smells extremely bad."
Yan Shu nodded: "It's just right. Please lend me this place for the days I'm staying temporarily, and tell the servants and maidservants not to go there."
"Good sir, I will give you a clear order." The county magistrate nodded repeatedly.
"By the way, is there a well near the shack?" Yan Shu asked.
The county magistrate nodded and asked in confusion: "Yes, but the well has been abandoned for many years, and it is very laborious to pump water. I wonder what the sir wants the well for?"
"Get water." Yan Shu said lightly, "wash away the blood."