Chapter 242: There is a ghost in the inn (1)
Chapter 242: There is a ghost in the inn (1)
"Master, I can see clearly that the wine, sheep and silk were all brought by my family. Everyone in the inn can testify to this. My name is not even on the family tree of Tafeng. I come from a good family. If I become his concubine, I will be a good concubine. How can I not be included in the family tree?"
"This……"
The magistrate was speechless.
It’s obvious that if they could be included in the family tree, they wouldn’t have gotten married secretly in the inn.
"Well, even if you are not from the Feng family, if something happens when you are together, you can't deny it, right? Lord Ning, there is a murder case, and I have to give an explanation."
"Okay, give me a few days, I'll get to the bottom of this matter, don't make it difficult for her."
If Ling'er was taken away by this foolish county magistrate, she would suffer no idea what kind of humiliation she would suffer. It would be better for him to find out the truth.
"Okay, then it depends on Master Ning's methods."
The magistrate left in a bad tone. After they left, Zhao Linger calmed down a lot and told the whole story of what had happened over the years.
After her father was dismissed from office, he was so grief-stricken and angry that he died not long after.
Her mother could only live a hard life with her sisters and take care of a few acres of thin land.
Zhao Ling'er was okay, she was an open-minded person. She felt bad about being reduced from a noble lady to a poor person, but she was able to get through it.
But Zhao Ying'er, being the youngest girl, had been spoiled and became arrogant, and she was obsessed with her past status as a government official's daughter.
She felt that she had lost her identity by associating with the daughter of a nearby farmer, so she locked herself in her house every day, crying silently, and had no appetite, which made Zhao Linger very worried.
Unexpectedly, not long after, Zhao Ying'er actually got better on her own, her complexion became rosy, and there was often a hint of smile on her lips.
Zhao Ling'er was puzzled and watched her carefully. She found that one night when she heard a few pheasants calling outside, Zhao Ying'er began to lose her mind.
After Zhao's mother and Zhao Ling'er fell asleep, she sneaked out.
Of course, Zhao Linger was just pretending to be asleep. She quietly got up and followed her, and found that she was talking and laughing with a man, and they went into the bushes hand in hand.
Zhao Linger recognized the man as the local patrol inspector Feng Da.
He often led people to set up checkpoints and conduct inspections, and he was a well-known figure in this small county town.
After Zhao Ying'er came back, she was questioned by her and she admitted it openly, saying that Feng Da promised to divorce his wife and marry her, so that she would be an official's wife again.
Although the position of inspector was of low status, she had no better choice in this county.
Zhao Linger tried to dissuade him in every possible way, saying that the one who was engaged was the wife and the one who ran away was the concubine, and Feng Da's words were not trustworthy at all.
If he really loved Zhao Ying'er, he should have come to her house and proposed marriage in an open and honest manner. How could he be willing to treat her secretly?
But Zhao Ying'er wouldn't listen at all and eloped with Feng Da.
Fengda did not marry her as promised, but just put her up in an inn.
Zhao Linger wiped her tears and suddenly changed the subject to defend Feng Da.
"Mr. Feng didn't mean it, it was his wife who was too aggressive. Unfortunately, Ying'er was unlucky. She got sick and died half a year after she got married. My mother has been bedridden since she left. When she heard about this, she also passed away. I was left alone and helpless. Thanks to Mr. Feng for helping me, I... married him. An Ning, will you look down on me?"
Ning Ning shook her head and said, of course not. Everyone knows how difficult it is for a woman to live alone. How could he be too demanding?
Ning Ning asked her again how Zhao Ying'er and Feng Da were doing and what the ghost story was.
Zhao Linger looked unhappy. She said that Zhao Yinger had lost contact with her after eloping. When they met again, she was about to die. She only said that Fengda treated her very well.
Later, Zhao Ling'er also wanted to marry Feng Da, but unfortunately, since she moved into the inn to wait for her marriage, she often saw Zhao Ying'er's shadow glaring at her, following Feng Da and pulling him.
She was terrified and guessed that Zhao Ying'er was obsessed with Feng Da and didn't want Feng Da to take in anyone else.
But no one saw Zhao Ying'er except her. When she mentioned her, Feng Da looked unhappy and asked her if she didn't want to get married anymore.
The innkeeper was even more afraid of affecting business, so he begged her not to say anything nonsense, so she had to shut up.
Who knew something would happen tonight?
The two were drinking and enjoying themselves when suddenly Zhao Ying'er's ghost appeared and pounced towards Feng Da.
Feng Da was so frightened that he couldn't dodge in time and fell from the building and died.
Ning Ning was stunned. This statement was too shocking. Could there really be ghosts killing people in the world?
"Can you come with me upstairs to take a look?"
"Naturally."
The decoration above was just as festive, with wine and food on the table.
Only a few dishes were touched, but the jar of wine was empty, and the aroma of wine filled the air. It was a rare good wine.
There was nothing unusual in the room, except one thing.
Ning Ning reached out her hand and felt it was cold. "Is this Liuli?"
Zhao Linger nodded. "This is your first time seeing this, right? I was also shocked for a while at first."
At that time, colored glass was a rare commodity, and the wealthy families in the capital only used it to make cups and bowls. Ning Ning searched his original memory and found that he had never seen such a large and clear piece of colored glass placed on the window.
At this time, the sky is bright, and through it, you can see the scenery outside clearly without going out.
Zhao Linger held her forehead and said that she didn't quite know what was going on with the glass, so she'd better ask the shopkeeper. She was really tired and wanted to rest for a while.
So many things happened that night, no wonder she couldn't bear it.
Ning Ning asked her to stay wherever she wanted, and then he went to ask the innkeeper.
The shopkeeper was quite happy to talk about the colored glass, saying that some Persian merchants who specialized in reselling colored glass moved in a few days ago, and they brought several carts of colored glass with them.
Maybe because the goods were selling well, they spent lavishly.
But as soon as the money was revealed, it became a target of thieves, and when he was paying the bill he discovered that all his money had been stolen.
They had no choice but to take out a few pieces of colored glaze to pay the debt, and said it was a bargain for the shopkeeper. Using colored glaze to make windows was a new practice among the powerful and wealthy, and it would be worth a lot of money if it was shipped to Beijing.
But colored glass is fragile, and the shopkeeper has no money to transport it to the capital, and it cannot be sold at a high price in the small county town.
The shopkeeper thought it would be better to install it in the best room as a gimmick to attract customers.
I didn't expect such a thing to happen in this room. I wonder if it will be seen as a bad omen.
Ning Ning asked about Zhao Ying'er again. Since the ghost was her, the problem should be with her.
The shopkeeper hesitated and knelt down to kowtow when pressed for more questions. "Sir, although Miss Zhao Ying'er lives here, she is Master Feng's concubine. How dare we ask about her affairs? Please don't embarrass ordinary people like us!"
He banged his head so hard that it was all black and blue. It seemed like Ning Ning was bullying him, so he had to wave his hand and let him go.
There was nothing to be learned from here, so Ning Ning stepped out and went to the clinic to inquire.
Since Zhao Ying'er is sick, she will always seek medical treatment.
Unexpectedly, he ran around for a whole day but gained nothing.
There are only a few clinics in this small county town, and none of them said they had ever treated Zhao Ying'er.
Ning Ning also visited rouge shops, silk shops, and gold and silver shops, but all the merchants remained silent when they mentioned her, saying that although she had come to buy things, she never stayed and they knew nothing about her.
It seemed as if everyone was conspiring to hide the truth from him. Ning Ning stroked his chin and decided that he couldn't just let this go. He had to get to the bottom of it.
He mounted his horse and headed straight for the mass grave outside the city. As a concubine, Zhao Ying'er could not enter the Feng family's ancestral tomb and could only be buried in the mass grave.
After looking at the tombstones one by one, Ning Ning found her grave in a short while.
Zhao Ling'er should come and clean more often. This grave is very clean.
Ning Ning bowed several times and said silently that he was sorry for the case.
He started digging the grave.
At this time, it was already dark. Apart from the occasional calls of night owls, the only sound in my ears was the rustling sound of digging the earth. It was really creepy.
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