Chapter 1965

Since it is unrealistic to investigate the case separately, the three of them thought about it, and finally decided to act together and investigate one by one.

First there was the dirty peasant guy with the little girl.

Because the refugees did not have a fixed residence, it took them a lot of effort to find him.

The farmer's name is Wang Dasheng, and his ancestral home is Shandong. His family has been farming for generations, and he is honest, so he can answer any questions.

It's just that when he answered the reason why he wandered to Beijing, it wasn't what the three of them thought, it was because of the famine, but because his field was taken, and he wanted to go to Beijing to find justice.

Chu Xian, Luo Shuang, and Yue Zhuangcai sat together in the ancestral hall abandoned by someone, looking at each other for this answer.

"You mean there is no famine in your place?" Chu Xian asked.

Wang Dasheng scratched his head, "I did meet a lot of refugees on the way to Beijing, maybe there were some."

"You don't know the situation there?"

"My home is far away from the village and the town, and I don't have many people to hang out with. I just farm and eat by myself...We rarely go to the town if it's necessary, or during the holidays...Our family is just me and A There are two people, her mother left a few days ago, so I and my wife are at home to keep filial piety for my wife..."

The peasant man was a little panicked when asked by Chu Xian, he spoke incoherently, and his explanations were endless.

"Hmm. So as far as your family is concerned, the famine has not been affected, right?" Luo Shuang said to the point.

As if catching a piece of driftwood in the water, the farmer nodded quickly, "Yes. Although our family is poor, we have planted it for so many years and still have some food in reserve. I don't know if this is the case, It's like attracting those bandits..."

When the farmer said this, he seemed to realize that he was off the mark again, and hurriedly brought the subject back, "I don't have any, I don't feel that there is any famine..."

"Hmm... your land has been taken, haven't you reported it to the officials?" Yue Zhuang asked.

The farmer stammered, "No, those bandit-like people threatened me that if I report to the police, my daughter and I will die."

"..."

"Did you escape?" Luo Shuang asked.

The man nodded: "Yes."

"What do those bandits who occupy your land look like?" Chu Xian continued to ask.

Just as the farmer was about to answer, the little girl who was hiding behind him and had been silent all this time said weakly, "It looks very fierce, like a ghost. In ghost stories, the soldiers from the underworld all carry knives and forks Wear the same clothes."

The farmer nodded again: "That's right, that's exactly what Nannie said."

Chu Xian touched Xiao Qi's head, thinking seriously.

Soldier...same clothes...bandit-like people...

Does this sound a bit like those yamen servants who follow orders?
But it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Chu Xian glanced at the other two, and found that they both had the same doubts in their eyes.

So Chu Xian continued to ask, "They took your land, threatened your lives, and then let you escape?"

The farmer chuckled, "They were in a hurry, they didn't bother to guard us, they just said a few words, and they all gathered in the house, discussing something.

Then, my daughter and I took advantage of this time to run away. "

"..."

So what are you discussing...?
(End of this chapter)

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