Chapter 1 The Hanged Magistrate
The winter rain, mixed with the cold wind, is a patter that wets people's hair and makes them cold to the bottom of their hearts.
In the misty rain, Cheng Xiang squatted in the corner of a small alley behind an inn. Since he became a criminal policeman, he has lost count of how many times he has squatted like this in the cold wind and drizzle while solving cases. But.
This time it was completely different. Because he was squatting in an alley of a city in the early Northern Song Dynasty.
He traveled through time, and after a mission to rescue hostages. A white light flashed, and when he woke up, he was already in the early years of Taizong of the Northern Song Dynasty.
He walked around the street excitedly and novelly. However, the police uniform he was wearing could only be considered "fancy clothes" in this era. With his short hair, he immediately attracted the attention of others. So, two police officers came towards him.
Fortunately, he moved quickly and slipped into the alley, thus escaping the pursuit of the police.
He hid in the alley until dark, and after the novelty of traveling gradually cooled down, he knew that he had to change his clothes and find a job.
Logically speaking, he should first find a job and make money, then change into ancient clothes and cover his hair with a hat. However, he did not dare to show his face again. After much deliberation, he could only "borrow" a suit of clothes first and wait until he earned money.
I used the money to buy clothes and then gave them back to others.
Of course, the target cannot be ordinary people, it is best to find someone who is rich and unkind. He looked around in the alley for the target. When he passed by the alley behind the inn, he saw the official in the window on the second floor.
He didn't know what kind of official he was. The official hat he wore on his head, with two long wings that was different from other dynasties, made him sure that he was an official of the imperial court.
This official may have just come back from outside for some official business. He was dressed in official uniform, walked around the room, sighed, and then sat in front of the window to drink alone to drown his sorrows. There was an old man with him earlier, but later the old man also went out. I don’t know.
Did he go to work, or was he kicked out?
It seems that this is also an unlucky guy. Forget it, Cheng Xiang thought, this official is already pitiful enough, and it would not be good to steal his things again. So, he stayed there for a long time, and after discovering that he was also quite unlucky,
Finally, he stood up and continued looking for his target.
However, he wandered around the nearby alleys for a long time and didn't find anything more suitable, so he turned back again.
The alley behind the inn was very quiet, and not many people came and went after dark. As soon as he returned here, he was shocked by what he saw. The official who drank to drown his sorrows had hanged himself!
Although the window was closed, the lights were on in the room, casting his shadow on the window lattice, hanging straight, with a rope hanging upward from his neck.
He immediately flew to grab the wall in the backyard of the inn and climbed over. He passed through the backyard and flew downstairs. He moved as quickly as a civet cat. With the help of the window lattice on the first floor, he quickly reached the window on the second floor. The window was just a cover.
After pulling it open, he saw that the official was hanging from the beam with a belt.
He turned over and entered the room, hugged Guan'er's feet and lifted him up, pulled his head out of the belt hanging on the beam, and then placed him on the ground.
He touched Guan'er's neck. Not only was there no pulse, but his hand was cold.
The corpse is cold!
After a person dies, the temperature of the corpse will drop quickly, especially when the ambient temperature is relatively low. It will drop faster. It is early winter, and the corpse will cool down faster. The time between Cheng Xiang's departure and return is only one hour.
Right or left. He said this, the official probably hanged himself just after he left.
The cold corpses had already appeared, proving that Guan'er was dead. However, he still checked Guan'er's pupils. After being squeezed and deformed, they could not recover, so he was indeed dead.
Alas! I have something to think about, and I want to commit suicide...
Wait, wasn't he being murdered and pretending to commit suicide?
Professional habits brought this idea to his mind.
Cheng Xiang checked the strangulation marks on the neck of the corpse, and found that the figures were backwards. Although the strangulation marks were relatively shallow, they were still consistent with the characteristics of suicide by hanging. Looking at the furnishings in the room, the tables, chairs and benches were all neatly arranged, and the table by the window
The bowls and wine utensils were all in good condition, and there were no signs of struggle in the room.
There was no suicide note anywhere on the table or on the floor. When people want to commit suicide, they usually leave a suicide note, let alone a literati. This is a bit strange.
Cheng Xiang took a look at this official. He looked like he was in his twenties. He was on the road to death at such a young age. It seemed that this official must have encountered something difficult that made him unable to survive.
Cheng Xiang sighed and stood up. He saw a package on the bedside and wanted to find some casual clothes. He checked the door and found it was locked. Then he opened the package, but it was a black and gold box. He opened it gently.
Open, there are ten silver ingots with white flowers inside!
Is this official so rich? He yelled and glanced at the official's body on the ground. Could it be that he was a corrupt official who committed suicide in fear of being exposed because of corruption and bribery? No, I heard that the emperor of the Song Dynasty had a rule not to kill scholar-bureaucrats. This official
Even if my son was embezzled and bribed, he would not die, so this should not be the reason for his suicide. There may be other reasons.
He found another package, which contained two sets of robes and casual clothes. They were very old, but they were washed very clean. He was a little confused, since this official was rich, why did he wear such old clothes? But it was okay, in Manchuria
Among the poor people on the street, wearing this outfit is not eye-catching.
He took a set of old clothes, but he did not take the small box of money. He was not a thief. In order to change his clothes and make money, it was a bit excessive to have to "borrow" a set of clothes. How could he steal money?
He put his clothes and hat next to the bed and walked to the body. He wanted to hang the body as it was and leave without leaving any trace.
He picked up the body, and suddenly he was stunned - this official looked so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before!
He had just traveled through time and didn't know anyone. How could anyone look familiar?
Could it be similar to someone he knew before traveling through time? He quickly ran through his acquaintances in his mind, and finally settled on a person's face. He was surprised to find that that person turned out to be himself!
The official who hanged himself looked exactly like me!
He stared blankly at the dead official's face, and a bold and exciting thought came into his mind like a poisonous snake. - Since the two of them looked similar, why did this official hang himself and no one else knew?
Why don't you pretend to be him?
I am struggling with how to survive in ancient times. Now, a perfect opportunity is in front of me. Instead of working as a waiter carrying dishes and doing hard work, it is better to be an official. Being an official in the Song Dynasty was a good career. Because the Song Dynasty valued literature over military affairs, civil servants
His status is very high and his treatment is very good.
He was immediately excited by his idea. He had done it before and was experienced in pretending to be a member of a criminal group and sneaking inside to detect criminal clues. Besides, if it didn't work out, he could still run away!
First, he had to find out the basic information about this official. He dug out all the official's belongings to try to find clues. However, except for a name (i.e. a greeting card), there was nothing else to prove his identity.
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He picked up the certificate and saw on the cover: "Quan Zhi Leng Yi of Yinling County would like to give an ultimatum"
If this is the title of this official, then his name is Leng Yi, and he is the magistrate of Yinling County. Well, the seventh-grade sesame official, this official is good, and the official is not big, so it is not easy to reveal his secrets. Then open it and look inside
, it was written: "I am only waiting for the magistrate of Shenba Prefecture to listen to the edict. I hereby enclose you ten taels of silver. Mu En was born late and Leng Yi paid his respects."
It seems that this is a greeting card from a county magistrate named Leng Yi who is going to visit the magistrate of Bazhou. The post was not sent out, or the person refused to see him, so he came back and committed suicide. The gift list attached to the name was only
Twelve taels of silver. Cheng Xiang didn't know how much the ten taels of silver were worth, but it must not be much.
After knowing that this official was a county magistrate, he finally decided to take the risk and pretend to be the magistrate to survive in the Song Dynasty.
From now on, I will change my name to Leng Yi.
Now the question is, how to pretend?
Leng Yi took another closer look at the official. His appearance was already very similar, and there was no need to make any changes. Even the length and density of his beard were almost the same. His beard was very long, maybe because he was busy at work, or maybe he was lazy to begin with.
, he often forgot to shave, and for this he was often criticized by his boss, saying that his appearance was not neat. He had had several girlfriends, and the last one broke up with him because of his sloppy lifestyle.
This turned out to be a good thing. Now I don't have to worry about my beard. It's just my hair. I have short hair. Even if I'm wearing a hat, I can see it at a glance from the sideburns.
Chapter completed!