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Chapter 493: The Beginning

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    Li Yuan smiled slightly, and ordered: "Erlang, this year your Du family worships the ancestors, but the year is closed to observe the year. I am afraid that there is no one in the Du family. You are the only one in the house."

    Du Qi nodded and said: "Naturally, there is only one minister to keep the year. After all, whether it is uncle Du Chuke or Du Yan, they have their own affairs, and each family takes care of their own affairs."

    Li Yuandao: "Since it is the end of the new year, you come to the palace to celebrate the new year with my family. How about you go back to Du's house to watch the new year at night?"

    Du Qi hurriedly got up to thank you, and said: "Your Majesty Long En, I am very grateful."

    Li Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, that's the deal."

    While Du Qi and Li Yuan were chatting, an old man in ragged clothes came to the yard.  When he saw Du Qi wearing brocade clothes, especially Du Qi was young, he immediately judged Du Qi's identity.

    Zhang Jingping's people roughly talked about Du Qi's situation.

    The old man knelt on the ground with a plop, and said, "Young Master Du, please show kindness and seek justice for the little girl!"

    When speaking, the old man burst into tears.

    The old man's daughter is extremely filial, and it is extremely difficult to support the family, but now, she died for no apparent reason, and was framed as saying that she took away the money and fled. The old man would never believe it.

    Du Qidao: "Don't cry first, control your emotions. I ask you, what is your name, what grievances do you have, and tell me. If I can help, I will do my best."

    The old man nodded hastily. He lifted his dirty clothes, wiped his tears, and said quickly: "Mr. Du, the name of the little old man is Peng Qingshui, and he has a son and a daughter under his knees. When my son was fighting in the early years,  Already killed on the battlefield, only one little daughter is left to depend on each other."

    "Little old man's youngest daughter is named Peng Xiu'er."

    "Xiu'er, a girl, is fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she is not very old, she is extremely smart and considerate, and she is very family-friendly. When she was seven or eight years old, she had already started doing housework and cooking."

    "When I was a little older, I was able to sew and mend when I was a teenager, and I was able to wash clothes for others to subsidize the family."

    "In the past two years, my old wife was seriously ill."

    "Especially my son also died on the battlefield, and the family collapsed immediately. The little old man is in poor health and can't make much money. So this girl made her own decisions and came to Chang'an to sew and wash clothes for others as a maid.  Earn money to treat my old wife."

    "A few days ago, Xiu'er said that she met a great general, and the mansion recruited maids, and the treatment was excellent. After all, Xiu'er is good-looking and ingenious, so she went."

    When he said this, Peng Qingshui's face was full of pain.  The teardrops that had dried up became crystal clear again, and the big teardrops fell down uncontrollably.

    Peng Qingshui wanted to speak several times, but it was difficult to make a sound because of choking.

    This scene is sad for those who see it.

    Very sad.

    Li Yuan is in his early sixties, judging by his age, he is even younger than Peng Qingshui.  But Li Yuan knew very well that the Peng Qingshui in front of him was an ordinary family after all.

    This old age is due to overwork, and he is in his early forties at most.

    Seeing this scene, Li Yuan sighed in his heart, but he was also curious about what happened, so he said: "Peng Qingshui, tell me slowly, what happened to your daughter."

    Peng Qingshui said: "Dead, it must be dead."

    Li Yuandao: "Killed by the general you mentioned?"

    "Yes, it must be so."

    Peng Qingshui nodded firmly, and said: "The situation at that time was that the girl Xiu'er hadn't come home for half a month. Originally, Xiu'er always had to go home every few days to see her mother.  But there has been no news, it seems to have disappeared."

    "When Xiu'er came home, she always talked about the situation at home, so I went to the mansion of the great general."

    "Yes, yes, yes, the man's name is Zhang Qucheng, and he is said to be a great general."

    "At that time, the little old man went to ask."

    Peng Qingshui said: "I don't know, the people in the General's Mansion actually said that Xiu'er stole the money from the mansion, ran away with the money, and then beat me out. My Xiu'er has been extremely intelligent since she was a child, and she is sensible and obeys the rules.  Yes, it is impossible to steal money."

    Li Yuan said: "You don't have evidence to prove that your daughter didn't steal anything?"

    "impossible!"

    Peng Qingshui spoke firmly, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiu'er is a kind-hearted girl, how could she steal things. What's more, he stole money, why didn't he go home?"?She went to the city to do errands just to save her mother. How could it be possible for someone to suddenly hear the news and run away alone regardless of her mother's life or death?  Zhang Qucheng must have killed Xiu'er, he killed Xiu'er.  "

    He gritted his teeth.

    It was full of resentment.

    In fact, Li Yuan sympathized with Peng Qingshui, the reason is very simple, he had a son and a daughter, the son died on the battlefield, and now the daughter has disappeared, the whole family has been completely destroyed.

    However, Li Yuan remained calm and asked, "You said that Zhang Qucheng killed your daughter. What evidence do you have?"

    Peng Qingshui said: "I was around Zhang's family, and I have carefully inquired about Zhang Qucheng's situation. That Zhang Qucheng is a villain! He often brings people to the house under the guise of recruiting maids, and immediately kills them after having fun.  This is the news I asked. Poor my Xiu'er, she died at a young age, she died unjustly!"

    Having said that, Peng Qingshui looked at Du Qi, kowtowed his head, and said, "Young Master Du, you are a great benevolent person, please help the little old man. My Xiu'er, if you want to see people die or corpses, you have to be ignorant."  Disappear in vain."

    "My Xiu'er definitely didn't run away. If my Xiu'er stole away the money, why didn't Zhang Qucheng make any noise? He's a guilty conscience and beat him up!"

    "Mr. Du, everyone around me knows Xiu'er's character. Everyone around our Pengjia village knows about Xiu'er. She is really obedient and sensible."

    "She can't die in vain!"

    What Peng Qingshui said came from the bottom of his heart.

    Because it's true.

    Zhang Jingping took Peng Qingshui away and protected Peng Qingshui, but Zhang Jingping didn't reveal any news, but just told Peng Qingshui that Du Qi is a good man, and he can make decisions for him and seek justice for him.

    That's all.

    Everything about Peng Qingshui is true.

    Only in this way can it touch people's heart and make Li Yuan believe it.

    After Du Qi finished listening, he said: "Peng Qingshui, I have heard about your grievances. If someone owes you money or steals something from you, I can deal with it and help you solve it."

    "Right now, you are involved in an imperial court order, and it's a murder case, so I can't come forward. But don't worry, Chang'an County Magistrate Du Chuke, that's my uncle."

    "He is a man who can uphold justice for you."

    Du Qi said: "I'll have someone send you to the Chang'an county government. You tell County magistrate Du all your grievances, and ask him to uphold justice for him. What do you think?"

    "No, no, no!"

    Peng Qingshui shook his head, knocking his head on the ground continuously, and said: "Mr. Du, please. Mr. Du is a great man of great kindness and a great writer. Mr. Du, you killed Turks and wrote articles. You are the reincarnation of Wenquxing and Wuquxing. Please help me  Come on."

    "I beg you."

    Peng Qingshui hit his head on the ground.

    This time, it took a lot of effort. When the head hit the ground, the skin was broken immediately, and the dark red blood flowed out, making Peng Qingshui's face look even more miserable.

    However, Peng Qingshui didn't say any pain, even when he raised his head to look at Du Qi, the teardrops in his eyes were as big as rain, flowing down continuously.  The longing eyes made people feel very sympathetic.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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