Consort Zhanzhao

The little ghost who would call Zhao Bijia's mother didn't come all night, and of course Zhao Bijia didn't sleep all night.

She was afraid that when she woke up, when she lowered her head or raised her hand, another pale face would smile at her. This scene was too powerful...

But in the morning, she was too sleepy, and the ghost did not come, so she regretted it a bit, "It's all about scaring myself!"

Zhao Bijia yawned, and told the maid to make some ginseng tea and drink it.

She didn't sleep all night, Yue Ruo and two maidservants guarded her in the inner room, Yang He'an watched in the outer room, and Zhan Zhao stood by the window holding the Juque sword.

But to be honest, thinking about Zhan Zhaoji, who is capable, positive, and might break in through the window at any time, guarding outside her window, it really makes people sleepless.

After washing up, Zhao Bijia called everyone in who had been tired all night, and shared a cup of ginseng tea with each of them, "You will feel refreshed after drinking it. Have breakfast after drinking it."

In fact, these words were mainly spoken to Zhan Zhao, after all, the rest were her roommates.But Zhao Bijia looked over, and Zhan Zhao seemed a little reluctant.

There is no other reason. After Zhan Zhao mistook the princess, he went to Mr. Gongsun to learn a lot of common sense. Naturally, he knew that the princess kept a meal... He looked at the rice bowl that had been brought to the table. Anyway, he sat at the same table with the princess for dinner. Not so good.

"Come to eat?" Zhao Bijia waved her hand with a smile, seeing Zhan Zhao's expression, Zhao Bijia knew that he was twisted again, and couldn't help but start teasing him.

"Hurry up, what are you tweaking!"

Zhan Zhao couldn't help but say the sentence that angered the princess last time, "A man and a woman can't kiss each other." But even he regretted it after saying it.

However, it was not the princess who was stimulated by these words, but Yang and An who were already standing at the table and started to serve the meal.

He paused, passed the princess directly and handed the first bowl of porridge to Zhan Zhao, and he was so aggressive that he couldn't bear to refuse, Zhan Zhao felt that if he slowed down a bit, the porridge would fall into his arms.

"Let him eat standing up." Yang Hean walked back to the table and served the princess with a delicate and delicate style that was completely different from the roughness just now. "He eats a lot, so he can eat more while standing."

Zhao Bijia smiled, "Take care of yourself."

Zhan Zhao was stunned: I can explain it!

After dinner, Mr. Bao came with Mr. Gongsun.

There was still some ginseng tea left in the morning, and Yue Ruo also poured a cup for the two of them. Mr. Gongsun had studied a lot, and he started to boast after drinking it.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold this energy for 100 years." As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Zhan Zhao, saying that he had stayed all night and drank a lot of good things.

Zhan Zhao saw Mr. Gongsun's envious eyes with admiration, and decided not to tell him that he drank sour plum soup all night.

Master Bao coughed, and said: "Last night, I waited for the interrogation of the man surnamed Xu overnight, and indeed I found something."

Turning to business matters, everyone's expressions became serious, and Master Bao said again: "He knew that Miss Gao had a child in her belly, and said that Miss Gao was killed by himself."

Zhao Bijia pondered, "This is strange, he didn't say why?"

Mr. Gongsun sighed, and said: "That's right...he said that he and Miss Gao have known each other since they were young, and they are childhood sweethearts, but the Gao family only has such a daughter, and if they want to find a son-in-law who cuts through the door, he is the only strong laborer in their Xu family. , this door-to-door son-in-law can’t do it.”

"He's thinking about having a child first and forcing Gao's family to submit." Zhao Bijia said contemptuously.

Mr. Gongsun nodded and shook his head again, "Anyway, when we came to propose a marriage, we didn't reach an agreement, and the Xu family asked the matchmaker to find a girl again. Later, Miss Gao came to him and said that he would go all out, but he couldn't make it easier. Angry, he strangled Miss Gao to death."

After Mr. Gongsun finished speaking, the room fell silent.

"That's still not right," Zhao Bijia said: "No one in the Xu family is dead, almost all of the Gong family are dead, it can't be that the ghost took revenge on the wrong person." Zhao Bijia thought of the ghost boy yesterday whose grievances had turned into substance , fought a cold war.

If it was him, it is really possible to admit the wrong person...

"So I'll go to Gong's house again today." Bao Zheng said, "Please also invite the princess to go with me."

What Zhao Bijia admired the most was Bao Zheng. No matter what he said, he always had a face of righteousness and dignity, and he couldn't see any flaws at all.

Just like this time...

If it flutters a bit, it can be thought that Mr. Bao is trying to match the two of them.

But thinking about it seriously, it's because she can't do without Zhan Zhao now, and when they go to the Gong's house where the death looks weird, maybe it's a place where wronged spirits are haunting, Zhan Huwei will definitely go with him.

Furthermore, what if Zhan Zhao left and the ghost came back to look for the princess?

So the power was compared, and the princess had to go with her.

However!The most important thing is that Mr. Bao didn't explain anything!And looking at his calm black face with wisdom that sees through everything, if he really asks, he always feels that he is showing his IQ...

This happens every time...

Zhao Bijia sighed, Mr. Bao's routine is really...excellent!

She stood up and said, "I'm going to change into men's clothes."

Unexpectedly, it was stopped by Bao Zheng, "Time is running out, we will set off now."

Zhao Bijia was stunned for a moment... and then looked at the subtle expression on Bao Zheng's face, and the slight apology in Mr. Gongsun's eyes...

You don't even let the princess go!

Zhao Bijia took a deep breath and said, "Do you need me to draw a black handprint on my neck?"

Yang He'an, who just came to his senses now, glared at Bao Zheng, and Zhan Zhao also said, "Lord Bao...I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

Although he was a little hesitant at first, the tone of the second half of the sentence was very firm, and Zhao Bijia felt inexplicably comforted.

Bao Zheng doesn't say that time is running out now.

Zhao Bijia felt that she saw a divine smile on Bao Zheng's face, so she accepted her fate and went back to dress up.

Not long after she came out, except for the two pinch marks on her neck, even her face was painted white. If you look at it in a place with bad light, it is really a bit scary.

Zhan Zhao frowned, and Yang and An's hand holding the hilt of the sword became more and more forceful.

A group of people went to the Gong's house in the town.

The Gong family occupies almost the best place in the town. The location is good, and it can be regarded as an important traffic route. In addition, Mr. Gong has a lot of friends and has rented out a lot of the family's fields. There are also several shops in the town. , so there were no shortage of carriages and horses in front of his house.

But now it can only be described as a crowd.Both the passers-by and the small vendors around were far away from Gong's house, and they even stopped foreigners who accidentally wanted to pass here, but Mr. Bao was wearing an official uniform and there were government servants opening the way, so those people didn't come up.

When the concierge saw Mr. Bao coming, he led them to the backyard almost with tears in his eyes. Of course, he also took a second look at Zhao Bijia, who was still wearing a cloak in broad daylight.

In addition to the servants of the Gong family, only the old lady of the Gong family was alive, and there were two infant children, a boy and a girl.

There is also a second daughter who is already married. Because she married out of town, she will not be able to come back for a while, so all the affairs of this family are now under the control of the old lady Gong who has been eating fast and reciting Buddha for many years.

The servants took them to the mourning hall.

As soon as Zhao Bijia entered, she saw a row of memorial tablets on the top of the mourning hall, and then the old lady Gong who was already very haggard.

"Master Bao." The old lady said in a deep voice, with the slowness and uncontrollable anger of the elderly in her tone, "Have you found the murderer?"

As the old lady said, she turned her eyes to the memorial tablet, "There are 46 people in my Gong family, and they just died inexplicably!" She patted the table and shed tears, "Only half of me is left. An old woman with her head in the ground, and two children who can't even speak!"

"Master Bao, please make the decision for us!"

The old lady was about to kneel down as she said that, Bao Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and said: "Don't worry, our government will definitely bring the murderer to justice!"

Mrs. Gong sat down again.

Zhao Bijia felt more and more unhappiness.

Master Bao met in the mourning hall, and he could see the pile of tablets when he raised his eyes, which clearly meant coercion. Using these spiritual tablets to show Master Bao off his horse.

Furthermore, up to now, the only person who is sitting is the old lady of the Gong family, and even Lord Bao is standing.

Besides... There is a girl Gao whose death is unknown, and a brat who is even more resentful than Miss Gao. It is not clear whether the Gong family is innocent or not.

Mr. Bao stood calmly, as if he didn't notice these abnormalities at all.

"I don't know if the Gong family has contacts with those families on weekdays, and is there any friction?" Bao Zheng frowned and asked, "Where was the old lady on the day when the crime happened? Where were the two children?"

The old lady Gong started to cry now, "Half of the people in this town have contacts with us, as for the enemies... Our Gong family is very generous, we donate porridge for a month every winter, and we often perform ceremonies in the temple. , if there are enemies...there are always those who spy on other people's family money."

Again without saying anything, Zhao Bijia sighed softly in his heart.

The old lady sobbed twice, "I went to bed after reading the scriptures that night. I was older and went to bed earlier than them all. Later they woke me up, and I didn't know..." She wiped her face again. Wiping away tears, "My poor great-grandson is still young and cannot be separated from others. Their mother watched them personally."

The county magistrate who handled the case had already said these words to Mr. Bao, even Zhao Bijia knew, but no matter whether it was written on the pleadings or heard by Mr. Bao, he was not there to listen and feel touched.

This old lady...Zhao Bijia swears by the fact that she has seen more than 900 episodes of Conan, she clearly didn't want Mr. Bao to check it out.

Otherwise, when ordinary people encounter such a massacre, they would wish to list a dozen or twenty suspects for investigation.

Master Bao pondered for a moment, and said: "This is not easy..." After saying that, he turned his head back and glanced at Zhao Bijia.

"This one is Miss Zhao, who can communicate with yin and yang—"

Hearing these words, Zhao Bijia couldn't help but choked. Master Bao is still telling the truth at this moment... She has seen ghosts twice already...

"—Why don't you ask her to come and see."

The old lady Gong's eyes fell on Zhao Bijia, but she was covered with a cloak, so she couldn't see clearly either her appearance or her clothes.

The old lady Gong nodded hesitantly.

Zhao Bijia took a deep breath and walked towards the front of the altar.

"This! This!" Mrs. Gong was quite calm at first, but when she saw Zhao Bijia take two steps, she was almost too frightened to walk steadily.

Zhao Bijia was a little proud of herself, this set of dignified gait... was used every year when she accompanied her father to worship the heavens, and she took great effort to learn it.Not to mention her head, it didn't even rise and fall, and she was wrapped in a long dark cloak. In the eyes of Mrs. Gong, she might have drifted past.

Zhao Bijia took three sticks of incense, lit them on the candle, and inserted them into the incense burner.

I saw the light smoke was faint, and the three green smoke that rose unexpectedly merged into one strand, and floated towards the sky in a daze.

Mrs. Gong was so frightened that she stood up!

It's really embarrassing for Zhan Weiwei and Yang He'an... Such a good martial art, but it can still be used like this.

But no matter what, the old lady Gong has been frightened, and the rest... all depends on Zhao Bijia's acting skills.

She looked for the feeling, and when she opened her throat, there was a burst of sharp laughter, which was almost exactly the same as when she was possessed by a ghost last time.

Yang and An were so frightened that they drew their swords out, Zhan Zhao couldn't control his figure and wanted to rush to her side.

Fortunately, Master Bao, who had already seen through everything, stopped them, "Wait a little longer."

Zhao Bijia turned her head suddenly, glared at Mrs. Gong and said sharply: "Why did you kill me!" This time, she shook her head so violently that besides being a little dizzy, the cloak on her head was also thrown off, revealing her well-dressed face.

Mrs. Gong's legs gave way and she fell back into the chair.

"Ghost!" The servants who were burning paper, lighting incense and looking at the candles in the mourning hall huddled together in fear. If they were not still thinking about Mrs. Gong, they might have rushed out of the door.

Zhao Bijia recalled the many ghost movies she had seen, and the opening and closing of her eyes were all drama.

She stretched out her hand to pull the neckline, and looked at the old lady Gong sadly, "I can't breathe, why can't I breathe?"

Zhao Bijia choked her neck again, "Why are you strangling me to death! Help me." As he spoke, he walked towards Mrs. Gong at a staggering, extremely weird pace.

I don't know if it's her acting skills that scare even her own people, or Master Bao's calming effect. In short, whether it's Zhan Zhao, or Yang He'an, they all stand there without moving.

"Don't come here! It's not me! It's not me!" The old lady Gong finally couldn't help shouting out, and the people who were kneeling in front of the old lady burning paper couldn't help but rush out of the door.

Zhao Bijia paused for a while, and wanted to ask Master Bao if this should be enough, but then she thought again, she still has a child, so the pace of progress still cannot be stopped.

"You also killed my child! He died with his mother before he was born!"

There was something more in the panic on the old lady Gong's face, and she stared at Zhao Bijia with wide eyes.

"It's so cold down here..." Zhao Bijia's eyes were full of sadness. Her eyes were already watery. If she made this expression, if she didn't look carefully, she might think there were tears in her eyes.

"You stay with me..." Zhao Bijia took two steps forward.

The old lady Gong had already collapsed a bit, shaking her head so much that her hair almost fell out.

Zhao Bijia hesitated, she was almost there, she was an old man after all, if she was really scared, it would be a good idea... She was hesitating when she saw Mrs. Gong scream and fainted.

Zhao Bijia turned her head, but saw familiar expressions on the faces of Zhan Zhao, Yang He'an.

Well... She took a deep breath, looked down, and sure enough...

The kid is back!

There were two lines of tears hanging on her pale face, and there was emotion in her empty eyes, she grabbed her hand and said, "Mother, it's not cold, I'll be with you."

Zhao Bijia had a cold war, and all the goosebumps came up!If you don't grab me, I'm not cold at all!

Not cold at all!

It's just that it wasn't the first time after all, and Zhao Bijia was a little surprised to find that she was not as nervous as last time, and she still had time to think about Master Bao first.

What can connect yin and yang, call you a crow's mouth!

Zhao Bijia looked at Zhan Zhao, and it was self-evident what he wanted to say.

"Mother, why do you want to look at him." The ghost child's voice was full of doubts, "Is he my father?"

No, he is not your father just like I am not your mother.

"Let go of the princess!" Yang He'an raised the mahogany sword and picked it up.

Zhan Zhao's pair of fleshy palms were fierce, and he attacked the ghost child, "Let go of her, she is—" There was a suspicious pause, Zhan Zhao changed the phrase, "She is not your mother!"

Like Zhao Bijia, this time the ghost boy gained experience and actually dodged the attacks of the two, flying around Zhao Bijia, "Mom, come back with me."

Afraid of hurting the princess, neither of them dared to make any big moves. For a while, the two of them and one ghost were in a stalemate.

At this critical moment, Zhao Bijia suddenly saw Mr. Bao take out a mirror from his sleeve...

Do you want to fight like this!Zhao Bijia almost shouted, your face is still the same black again!

Unexpectedly, Bao Zheng suddenly held up the mirror to take a picture at the ghost boy, and the ghost boy suddenly stopped moving, standing in the air as if he had been stabbed.

Yang and An's mahogany swords pierced in, and Zhan Zhao's fleshy palms also slapped them.

The peach wood sword was corroded, but Zhan Zhao couldn't see any changes.

The ghost child suddenly screamed, a circle of black air spread out from his body, and was sucked into it by the mirror.

It seems to be safe...Zhao Bijia looked at the mirror in Lord Bao's hand, how could she forget that this mirror...was played two months ago.

At that time, three palace maids died consecutively in the palace. Master Bao had used this mirror at that time. The Yin-Yang Mirror, known as one of the three treasures of Kaifeng Mansion, has the power of calming souls and exorcising ghosts.

Since you have this mirror...why didn't you use it earlier.

Zhao Bijia just thought about it, and Zhan Zhao had already asked.

Mr. Bao said: "There are quite a lot of doubts in this case, besides, we have to lure him out, so we can take advantage of his unpreparedness."

It sounds like there is no flaw, it's just that Zhao Bijia's hand is black again.

Master Bao put away the mirror.

Mr. Gongsun stepped forward to pinch the old lady of the Gong family, while Zhan Zhao... was pushed to the princess's side by Yang and An.

The cloak was wrapped around him again, even covering the hands that were exchanged between the two.

I don't know if it's because of the extra keen sense of not being able to see, Zhao Bijia felt that Zhan Zhao's fingers had already touched her wrist.

Zhao Bijia was hesitating whether to remind him or enjoy it in silence, when the old lady Gong woke up with a whine.

The first thing she said was, "It's not me! It's Gong Qing's hand!"

Now almost everyone's attention was focused on Mrs. Gong, and Zhao Bijia didn't have to hesitate to continue enjoying the hot, sour and numb feeling.

Gong Lishi is Gong Qing's second son and the father of the one buried in the ground.

Master Bao frowned, "Miss Gao was killed by Gong Qing."

The old lady Gong nodded subconsciously, she nodded her head and felt something was wrong when she looked back, she just looked at Master Bao for a long time, she didn't know if it was because today's ghost show was too shocking, or because Master Bao's eyes were too sincere, she Nodding his head, he took a deep breath and sat up straight.

"My little grandson died half a year ago, and I haven't been engaged yet..." Speaking of this little grandson, Mrs. Gong finally showed sadness on her face.

"Our rule here is that those who are not married cannot enter the ancestral grave. How can he float outside!" Mrs. Gong opened and closed her eyes, "Later my son hired a fortune teller and said that he was looking for a Renyin year, Gui A girl born at the second quarter of noon on Maoyue, Guisi day, can keep our family rich and powerful, and can also make my little grandson return to our family in the next life."

"Miss Gao is this horoscope." Master Bao said, "How do you know the horoscope of this girl's birthday?"

Mrs. Gong glanced at her, "There are matchmakers."

Master Bao nodded thoughtfully, and Zhao Bijia also remembered that the two men that the man surnamed Xu said were talking about getting married.

"It's just that Miss Gao didn't die...how did she get buried in it?" The old lady Gong showed a hint of viciousness in her eyes, "Gong Qing went out for a drink that day, and when he came back, he told me that everything was done, and sure enough, Miss Gao died the next day." Afterwards, the government arrested someone surnamed Xu as a scapegoat, and when word got out, Miss Gao buried her in our family's field."

Zhao Bijia sighed, and there was no need to ask, it must be Gong Qing who followed the two of them, seeing that the surname Xu strangled Miss Gao half to death, he went up and came again.

"It's just that one life was killed. There are dozens of people in our family..." Mrs. Gong looked at the tablet on the table, "We were all buried with him."

"What do you want, you can figure it out!" The old lady Gong put down such a sentence, stood up on the chair, walked tremblingly to the front of the altar, and offered incense to the memorial tablets one by one.

Bao Zheng said: "One more thing, the ancestral grave of the Gong family... Miss Gao's grave still needs to be opened."

"Yes," Old Madam Gong was so tired that she didn't want to speak anymore, "Just because of the birth date...Even if you don't tell me about the coffin, I will clear it out through the funeral."

Several people came out of Gong's house, stood at the gate and looked at each other, Mr. Bao said: "Go to the cemetery."

"Wait!" Yang and An said, looking at Zhan Zhao with malicious intent, "You should let go."

Zhao Bijia was extremely thankful that she was covered from head to toe in the cloak.