After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Chapter 584: Making Money by Suppressing Bandits, Secrets of the Ghost Village

In order to better govern the local villagers, the position of county magistrate in the Wei Dynasty has always been chosen from local powerful families, and the position is passed down from generation to generation.

The position of County Magistrate Feng came from County Magistrate Feng’s father.

Mr. Feng died early, and County Magistrate Feng took over the position at the age of 26.

It has been twenty-eight years now.

Because of the old massacre in Gui Village decades ago, the tunnel incident, and the fact that the bandit camp may have existed for decades, the clerk Guan suggested that the household registration book should be checked back to five years before the massacre in Gui Village.

It takes a full fifty-five years to trace back the tenure of two generations of county magistrates.

All the household registration books were moved out, and hundreds of people took turns checking the household registration books day and night. Even Qin Ershu was conscripted by the customs clerk to check the household registration books.

Uncle Qin was the most unwilling and kept cursing, but he was the most efficient one. Not only was he quick in investigating, but he was also very perceptive and could spot any suspicious points.

"Who is this? Lin A Shou from Junshi Town is the grandson who took refuge with his maternal grandfather, the Lin family. The year he took refuge, the Dongming Prefecture annals recorded that there was a bandit problem. We need to check."

"Well, the Liu Laigui family in Yongtang Town is the third generation of descendants who have returned to their hometown... It's been three generations, who knows if they are really descendants of the Liu family? I'm afraid they are bandits pretending to be them, so we need to investigate this."

"Oh wow, Wan Xitao's family in Wansong Village...his grandfather Wan Shisan was actually a farmhand who became an adopted son, and became the son of his great-grandfather and great-grandmother. Hiss, how come this is so similar to the situation where that bastard Ershuan settled in Wujia Village?"

The clerks came over immediately and said hurriedly, "Keep checking until you find the year when Wan Xitao's grandfather settled down!"

This investigation lasted another forty-four years...the clerks were almost sick of investigating.

The situation of Wan Xitao's branch: "Wan Shisan was an orphan. When he was begging, he saved Wan Qianfu and his wife from Wansong Village. The couple had no children, so they brought Wan Shisan back to Wansong Village to help with farming."

"The Wan Qianfu couple saw that he had good character, so they adopted him as their son."

"He settled down, got married and had children. His eldest son was Wan Xitao's father... Wan Shisan was good at making money and earned a lot of money. He built the blue brick house in the west of the village where the Qin family lived."

"When Wan Xitao was sixteen years old, a massacre occurred in Wansong Village...According to the case files, no one in Wan Shisan's family was spared."

Uncle Qin asked hurriedly: "Where is the body?"

The clerk shook his head: "There is no record."

Uncle Qin was shocked: "Such a big thing is not recorded? How can the county government handle the case in such a muddle?"

Shuli Guan: "This is an old case. The county magistrate has been replaced countless times. We are lucky to have these records."

"So..." Uncle Qin looked at everyone in the room and asked, "How can the government be sure that all the people in Wansong Village were massacred? How can they be sure that Wan Xitao's family is all dead? There's something wrong with his family. They look too much like Ershuan."

"And why was Wansong Village massacred? Was it for money? How much money could Wan Xitao's family have? Could they be as rich as my niece? Was it worth it for the bandits to massacre the village and rob it?"

"I guess this isn't a massacre for money, but to silence people!"

These words shocked everyone.

Guan Shuli was the first to agree: "This guess is the most reasonable... Wan Shisan was probably one of the first bandits to defect to the people. The people of Wansong Village discovered the truth, and Wan Xitao's family called in the bandits to massacre the village and silence them."

"There is no time to lose. Brother Qin, come with me to see the adults and report this discovery." Guan Shuli did not allow Uncle Qin to refuse. He pulled him away and let him take the credit.

Kang Jinxian, Zheng Tongpan, Luo Tongpan, Lang Qianhu and others were all silent after hearing this.

"Ridiculous!" Kang Jinxian said, "If this is true, then the bandit camp has existed for nearly a hundred years."

"The ancestors of the mountain people have lived in Tianmang Mountain for who knows how many hundreds of years. Is it strange that there is a hundred-year-old bandit camp in the mountain?" Captain Lang said to Kang Jinxian, wiped his face again, and looked at everyone: "Everyone, don't doubt it, the truth is probably this."

He also praised Uncle Qin: "Brother Qin, you did a good job. You discovered the secret of the old case of Ghost Village."

Uncle Qin grinned, smiled, and immediately lay down on the table to catch up on his sleep.

Kang Jinxian and the others remained silent. Although they were unwilling to believe it, they knew that this was the most reasonable truth.

Luo Tongpan asked worriedly, "Captain Lang, can we wipe out this century-old bandit camp? Should we ask Lord Liang for another 1,000 or 2,000 soldiers?"

A hundred-year-old bandit camp, the descendants of the bandits alone, probably number over ten thousand, you want to suppress them with only 500 soldiers? Are you kidding!

"I will ask General Liang for more troops." Captain Lang looked at Kang Jinxian and said, "Your Provincial Administration Office must also send another group of people to catch the children of the bandits who have been registered as residents as soon as possible!"

Kang Jinxian was having a headache. In this century-old bandit camp, he wondered how many of the bandits’ children had become good citizens. How could he catch them all?

I regret it again.

He originally came to grab the credit, but who would have thought that he would end up grabbing a hot potato and now he can't even throw it away.

Bang, bang, bang! Lang Qianhu slammed his hands on the table and shouted, "Everyone, cheer up. If you handle this case well, you will have done a great deed and your name will be known to the heavens!"

Oh, it would be a great achievement if the century-old case of bandits turning civilians was successfully solved.

But the question is, can they do it?

After it is done, can you still survive?

Will he be stabbed in the heart by the bandits' children who have not been caught as he walks along?

But there was no way out. Captain Lang was chasing them, so they could only work on the case day and night.

First, we found a group of elderly people over 70 years old to ask about the affairs of Wan Xitao's family in Gui Village.

We learned from two elderly people who are almost 80 years old that the way Wan Xitao's grandfather made his money is indeed a mystery. Before the Laogui Village was massacred, Wan Xitao's family had a quarrel with the villagers in the street.

"Wan Wan Xitao's father, brought his servants... and kidnapped the Wan Wanfeng brothers..." The old Cao clan elder of Caojiatun trembled as he spoke of what he had seen.

"The villagers tried to persuade him, but Wanxi's family was not rich, so how could the villagers dare to intervene in the affairs of the landlord?"

"I was busy and had no time to care... Later I heard that the whole village was massacred."

"That sound that night, wuwuwu, it was so miserable. We are so sorry to the folks in Wansong Village." The old man burst into tears.

The clerk was afraid that he would choke and go to hell, so he did not dare to ask any more questions and told him to rest well.

The next day, he gave him a reward of three taels of silver and asked his grandsons to take him back to the village.

The adults from all parties gathered together for a meeting again.

The clerk said, "According to what these octogenarians said, the Wan Dafeng brothers wanted to report Wan Xitao's family, but they were arrested and taken back to the village. Within half a month, the old case of the massacre of the ghost village occurred."

"You are a bunch of beasts. If you are discovered, just go back to the bandit camp. You even slaughtered all the villagers who you have lived with for years. You have no conscience!" Lang Qianhu cursed loudly, wishing he could wipe out the bandit camp immediately.

"Bandits, how can you say you have any humanity?" Guan Shuli said, "I guess they have a reason to protect the tunnel they dug."

Jiang Dalang finally couldn't help asking a question: "Bandits, why did you dig so many tunnels? Is it just for the convenience of robbery?"

"Of course it's for the convenience of escaping, otherwise why?" Kang Jinxian had long been dissatisfied with the fact that Jiang Dalang, a farmer's son, was attending meetings with them.

Captain Lang liked Jiang Dalang very much and was about to recruit him into the Liang Family Army. Upon hearing this, he glared at Kang Jinxian and asked Jiang Dalang in a gentle voice, "Dalang, do you have any guesses? Tell me."

Jiang Dalang lowered his eyebrows, hiding the stars in his eyes, and said, "No, I just think that it is a bit counterproductive for the bandits to massacre an entire village in order to cover up the fact that they dug tunnels and turned bandits into civilians."

"Oh, I don't know what you are asking." Kang Jinxian felt that this kid was just making the noise on purpose to make the adults remember him.

However, Shuli Guan, Uncle Qin, and Captain Lang all felt that Jiang Dalang was not telling the truth, or rather, his guess should not be made public.