The Bureau Chief Couldn’t Hide The Incident in 1999!

This sudden sound made a few people feel a little horrified. After looking at each other, they quickly followed the direction of the sound.

"It sounds like it's coming from the woods, is there still people living over there?"

Wang Ye looked at Lin Zi's direction and said thoughtfully.

This sound is a bit weird. All of them don't have any clues. Everyone has seen it just now. There are dead people hanging in every room here. Obviously, this village doesn't know what happened. Everyone has no idea. Can be spared.

Suddenly there was a voice at this moment, and they all seemed quite strange.

"Be careful, go take a look.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Qilin disappeared in place like a phantom, and moved towards the forest again. The other people also quickly followed.

When several people saw Zhang Qilin again, they found a woman in a shabby costume was standing in front of him. She was messy and messy, but she was obviously a living person, not a ghost.

At this time, the woman seemed to be very scared, and constantly wanted to break free, but was caught by Zhang Qilin to death.

"Clean the dog, clear the dog!"

The dirty woman kept chanting these two words in her mouth, and she didn't seem to be sober.

Seeing this, the royal prince stretched out his hand and turned around his head a few times, seeming to be asking:

"Brain problem?"

Wang Ye nodded lightly, then walked to the woman and looked up and down.

She was wearing a very shabby costume. She could not see the original color for a long time. The clothes were covered with mud and unknown food residues.

It seems to follow the voice in the memory. Women always make opera moves from time to time, making babble sounds in their mouths.

At the same time, the corner of the woman's mouth was still dripping down, and it looked dirty.

Wang Ye looked behind the woman and found a thatched house behind, saying that the thatched house had actually collapsed in half.

But it is not difficult to see that this should be the place where women live, and there is a mess everywhere.

"It's a fool...

Wang Er frowned, and said with some doubts:

"It's weird to say, it seems that every village has such a foolish person, our village also has fools, and the neighboring village also has them, haha

And what did he mean by anti-Qing and Fuming that he just said?

Regarding the latter, Wang Ye knows the literal meaning, but if there is any deep connection with the village, he is a little confused.

But he knew one or two about the former.

"It is said that there is a fool in every village. This seems to be a coincidence and commonplace, but in fact, it is said that such a person is called a villager, because he has prevented the village from disasters, so it became like this.

"Village guard?"

Wang Er scratched his head incomprehensibly:

"This is a fool, why did you get involved with the villagers?"

Wang Ye shook his head:

"Village guards are also known as town-age people. This type of people are generally those who are violent in the previous life. They wake up before death and volunteer to go to the three souls in the next life, and the seven souls to go to two. The blessing of Qitian in the afterlife."

Hearing this, the king nodded thoughtfully:

"So he became stupid because of insufficiency of three souls and seven souls?"

Wang Ye nodded, then shook his head again:

"This is their destiny, and the insufficiency of three souls and seven souls is also their own choice.

Most of such villagers have five disadvantages and three shortcomings, almost without exception. "

"Five shortcomings and three shortcomings?

Ma Baoer looked over curiously.

Hearing this, the princes first said:

"I know that the five maladies and three deficiencies refer to human suffering.

The so-called five disadvantages are widows, widows and loneliness, while the three shortcomings are more concise, lack of money, lack of life, and lack of power. "

After getting the answer, Ma Baoer nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the foolish woman in front of him, and asked with some uncertainty:

"Does she know something?"

Wang Quangui stepped forward and patted the stupid woman on the shoulder, but her eyes were very dull, as if she couldn't feel it, but she kept repeating the words in her mouth:

"Anti-Qing Fu Ming, Anti-Qing Fu Ming 々."

This scene made a few people feel helpless, and finally found a living person who was still slurred and unconscious.

If you want to ask the truth about the matter from his mouth, I'm afraid it will be more difficult than reaching the sky.

"never mind "

Zhang Qilin sighed gently, then looked into the distance, those houses with different architectural styles from the previous ones:

"Let's go there and have a look, we have to find the answer ourselves.

Speaking of Zhang Qilin, he walked forward first. Several people looked at each other and nodded. They all knew that wasting time on an idiot was very unwise.

But no one noticed that the stupid woman seemed to have been looking at the backs of several people, and even for a moment, there was a flash of light in his eyes, but it quickly became the previous stupid appearance.

Several people walked through a pool of water, around the woods, and finally came to this house.

Ma Baoer looked around, and soon found out:

"This building area seems to be different from the one in front. It is separated from the woods and the waterhole in the middle, which seems to be deliberately separated."

Wang Ye looked at the room in front of him and nodded:

"Yes, this area of ​​construction is still in the style of the Ming Dynasty, but it is a unique style that can only be built by Ming Dynasty officials.

If the one in front is a private house, then this one is an official house. "

Wang Er frowned suspiciously:

"What age is this? There is a village that can be preserved intact and in the style of the Ming Dynasty, and there is also a collective hierarchy. What is going on?"

Zhang Qilin didn't speak, and walked slowly to the door. He gently pushed his hand on it. The door was not locked. Zhang Qilin pushed the door open without any effort.

The first thing that caught your eye was when you entered the yard, the yard was covered with leaves, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

But judging from the style of carving beams and paintings everywhere, this family is obviously unusual.

"Shasha"

Every time a few people walked into the yard, they would step on the fallen leaves and make a rustle.

Except for this sound, the surroundings are very quiet.

"Only those who were officials in the Ming Dynasty are eligible to live in such a hospital-style house.

If you look at it from this perspective, the family is likely to be deliberately distinguished from other people's identities. "

Wang Ye looked at the front and said thoughtfully.

These words caused surprises from the nobles:

"Wang Ye, do you mean that this place has existed since the Ming Dynasty?"

Wang Ye shrugged helplessly:

"Otherwise, do you have any other more reasonable explanations?

If this is not the case, then how can there be a village that is entirely in the style of the Ming Dynasty, and there are traces of people living everywhere.

I think the greatest possibility may be that this village already existed during the Ming Dynasty, but for some reason it was set up as an enchantment and isolated from the world. "

"Then if this is the case, the hidden secrets inside may be a shocking secret..."

Wang Quangui followed Wang Ye's statement, his complexion became heavier and heavier. This matter seemed to become more and more confusing.

"Shasha"

Zhang Qilin stepped on the fallen leaves and strode towards the door of the inner house. Several people looked around and found nothing special, and quickly followed.

When he came to the door of the inner house, Zhang Qilin reached out and pushed the door again. The door was still unlocked and was soon pushed open.

What you see is a spacious lobby with tables and chairs on both sides of the Eight Immortals, which is obviously a big family.

What caught everyone's attention was the painting hanging on the wall in front of it.

The painting is a middle-aged man in official uniform, and there is a plaque above:

"Ming, King Yanping.

When he saw this plaque, Wang Ye's eyes suddenly widened:

"This is Yanping Wang Zheng Chenggong?"

Obviously, Wang Yier, who doesn't know much about history, asked curiously:

"This name is familiar to me, but I don't know the specific person's life, tell me?"

Wang Ye stepped forward, looked at the portrait, and said slowly:

"The King of Yanping was Emperor Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Youye gave Zheng Chenggong the title of knighthood.

Zheng Chenggong was once awarded the title of Chao Wang by Zhu Youlang. This was the level of prince, but Zheng Chenggong was unwilling to resign.

Later, there was the title of King Yanping, and the title of King Yanping was passed down for three generations.

"The title of the Ming Dynasty, here, what does it mean?"

Wang Er is very confused about everything in front of him:

"Why is this village weird? Judging from this house, they seem to respect King Yanping very much.

But I don't quite understand, from the end of Ming Dynasty to the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, after so many years, what is the reason for the existence of this village?'

Asking this question made a few people suddenly silent. Indeed, this seems to be the most important question for everyone to answer at the moment, but it is still a confused question.

Now a few people can basically judge that this village existed in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

But why add a barrier outside, and who did it?

There is obviously a strict status hierarchy in this village, which seems to be an organization, but no one knows what it is.

When Wang Ye explained the background of historical figures, Zhang Qilin first came to the back room and opened the door curtain. Sure enough, he saw the two people hanging on the beams of the house.

Looking at the cabinet behind the two of them, Zhang Qilin felt a little strange. Unlike other places, there was only one temporary card at most, and there were many ancestral tablets placed here.

Zhang Qilin stepped forward and took a look. When he saw the name written on the ranking, he seemed to understand something immediately and turned around and walked out quickly.

At this time, I just heard Wang Ye muttering thoughtfully:

"What is the significance of the existence of this village?"

Zhang Qilin heard the words and said slowly: ""It's only literal, without any deep meaning, that's - anti-Qing Fu Ming!"

Hearing this, a few people suddenly looked over in confusion, Zhang Qilin pointed to the inner room behind him and said:

"Go in and take a look and you'll understand."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye quickly passed by Zhang Qilin in doubt, and walked into the internal affairs room. The corpse hanging from Liang seemed to have made a few people take notice.

After all, from the beginning of entering the village, almost every room was like this.

However, when Wang Ye saw the ancestral tablet standing on the cabinet behind, he was shocked, and he seemed to understand what Zhang Qilin said just now and what it meant.

"The people who live in this house are the descendants of Yanping King Zhengtong?"

Wang Ye was surprised to find that not only the name of Zheng Chenggong, but also the name of his eldest son, Zheng Jingsi, was on the ancestor's spirit card.

But what puzzles him is, why is there no second son Zheng Keshuang's ranking?"

Suspicious Wang Ye, standing in front of the many rankings, looked closely, and found that there seemed to be a hidden clip on the cabinet where the rankings were placed.

Wang Ye fumbled and clicked on the hidden clip, and immediately pressed the mechanism. With a crisp sound, the hidden clip opened.

Wang Quan asked several people curiously behind him:

"What's in it?"

Wang Ye seemed a little surprised, he slowly stretched out his hand to take out the contents inside, and everyone suddenly found that Wang Ye's left hand was holding a rank, and his right hand was a scroll.

When Wang Ye turned the front of the ranking, several people were surprised to find that this was Zheng Keshuang's tablet.

"Strange, both of the descendants of the Zheng family, why the eldest son Zheng Jingsi can be enshrined here, but Zheng Keshuang's tablet is hidden?"

Wang Er felt very confused about this, and took a look at the memorial tablet of Zheng Keshuang in Wang Ye's hand.

Wang Er quickly found out that although this row was placed in a hidden folder, it seemed to be carefully preserved. It seemed to be wiped every day, and it was not stained with any dust.

Wang Ye looked at the scroll in his hand, took a deep breath, and slowly opened it. He always felt that all the answers seemed to be hidden on it.

(Wang De's) As Wang Ye opened the scroll, Zhang Qilin and others gathered around.

What caught your eye was the standard Xingkai. When he saw this font, Zhang Qilin nodded:

"This is the Ming Dynasty font, but it doesn't look like it was written in the Ming Dynasty. It seems to be fabricated by later generations."

Wang Ye nodded:

"The Ming Dynasty, like the Song Dynasty, was also a prosperous generation of calligraphy, and the biography of Fa calligraphy was very active. Because the literati and officialdom's play style and the prevalence of calligraphy influenced the creation of calligraphy, the entire Ming Dynasty calligraphy was mostly written in Xingkai."

Inside the scroll is densely packed text, which seems to tell a story that has been passed down for a hundred years.

After Wang Ye watched it roughly, he frowned, and his face was shocked when he raised his head.

"Wang Ye, what is written on this?"

When several people saw Wang Ye's reaction like this, they were very curious and asked.

However, Wang Ye looked at the portrait of King Yanping not far from a few people as if he couldn't recall it.

"Everyone, this incident is completely different from what we expected. This village is not a ghost village."

Hearing that Wang Ye actually sold Guanzi at a critical moment, Wang Yier's temper was a bit unbearable:

"Wang Ye quickly tell us what we saw? Is there anything recorded in this scroll?"

Wang Ye nodded heavily:

"This scroll tells a story about Zheng Keshuang, the king of Yanping."

"Ah? Zheng Keshuang? Didn't he come here?"

The royal prince looked at Wang Ye in confusion, and asked incomprehensibly.

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Before I saw this scroll, I thought he had descended to the Qing Dynasty as recorded in history.

But now I know that all this is just the revised history of the winners

[It’s too late to go home, so today’s update is half a day late, continue to write].

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