Chapter 800

It's easy to find information about newborns in Qili Village. There are only a limited number of newborn children every year. Unfortunately, the mayor reported the simplest figures, but there are too many official documents and copies of notices posted on the bulletin board.

It took a lot of effort to find it.

Tang County order, no matter how they want to find it, he wants to see it anyway.

He took a few things and took the data to check the census register.

Because the child's age is different, he needs to look for a lot of books. Even if there is only one Qili Village, he has to work hard.

Fortunately, he did much more in this boring matter, and he could read ten lines at a glance. His memory was good. He took a blank sheet of paper to record the registered residence in the three years of Da Zhen to Da Zhen.

But it's not that you can get what you want by comparison, because children are very easy to die. Some are recorded in the book, while some children don't have time to go to the book, only in the data given in the book - birth or death.

Tang County ordered to list the data hidden in the documents and eliminate them one by one. Finally, he focused on the second and third years of Da Zhen.

On the big paper he listed, Zhou man's name was recorded in the second year of Dazhen, indicating that she was born in the second year of Dazhen, while three people born in Qili Village in the same year were registered, including Zhou man and her nephew Zhou Lixue.

But in that year, the number of babies reported by Li Zheng was two. Strangely, there were three newborns reported by Li Chang in the third year of Da Zhen. However, the book showed that there were only two children born in that year. County magistrate Tang compared the book with the number and age of premature deaths reported in the later book and found that none of the babies born in Da Zhen in the third year died.

Therefore, the newborn born in more than three years of Da Zhen was actually born in the second year of Da Zhen.

But why?

Why should the weekly report be delayed for one year?

Especially when there is a newborn in the Zhou family.

The data were reported years ago before the seal. Zhou man was born in November, so there was no time to report.

Tang Xian Ling closed the book with a straight face, folded the page of paper and put it in his arms, started to walk to the bedside and looked at the curved moon in the sky.

He sighed faintly. He knew that since the long-life lock was on man Bao, she must be able to find something.

Tang Xianling stood in front of the window and listened to the sound of chickens coming from nowhere. Only then did he find that it was already four o'clock.

He rubbed his forehead. Then he felt sleepy. He turned and went back to the hospital to have a rest.

His long-time follower Mingli had fallen asleep by the door with his coat. When he heard the movement of opening the door, his head woke up. He quickly wiped his face and followed, "Sir, you finally want to sleep?"

"Well," Tang County ordered, "sleep for a while. Remember to send a broken meal to Zhou Dali in prison in the morning."

"Don't worry, sir, I can't forget."

At this time, people are sleeping soundly, but the mang head in the prison sleeps uneasily because of the injury on his back and ass. coupled with his hunger, he can't sleep. He can only close his eyes and occasionally fight with the mice running past him.

While he was patient, the footsteps of the officers came from the door. He was used to it. They inspected several times at night. For the first time, he was not used to it. He thought he was coming to interrogate him. Later, he found that he was just inspecting, so he lay down honestly.

The scabby head closed his eyes and didn't move, but he heard footsteps stop outside his door. He was wondering. He heard a small voice outside the door, "this is a dead prisoner. It looks no different from ordinary people. What did he do?"

As soon as the leper's body was stiff, he heard another man: "who knows what he committed? Anyway, it's Tang county's order. There's always nothing wrong. Let's just listen to the above. "

"But it's too fast. I always think it's wrong. Although I haven't seen a dead prisoner, I've heard Lord Yang say that the dead prisoner should be reported to the Ministry of punishment for review. The county magistrate of Tang caught someone on his front foot. If he hasn't been tried, he'll cut him down. In case it's a wrong case..."

"Ouch, why are you so wooden? County magistrate Yang is not in the city now. County magistrate Tang is still a temporary county magistrate sent by the county. We are just small officials. Can we say that he has handled the wrong case?"

The scabby head listened and his heart was cold. He couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes. He saw two people standing at the door of his cell. He pricked up his ears and heard the man continue: "our county magistrate is only from grade seven, while Tang county magistrate is from grade six, which is a big grade higher than our county magistrate. Not to mention us, even Yang county magistrate will not overturn the case for him. Although Luojiang county is richer now, it still can't compare with Huayang county. County magistrate Tang naturally wants to finish the case and go back as soon as possible. "

"No matter whether it was done by a scabby head or not, if you caught him, that's what he did. When you execute someone and report it to the superior, you'll say he's afraid of committing suicide or something, and the fool will pass."

The leper's whole body softened.

"Anyway, it's an old case. The evidence is insufficient. Who can't do it? At that time, the Tang County order has finished the case, made meritorious contributions, and can go. We will be much easier. "

"Alas, it's a human life after all."

"That's also his bad luck. Who told him not to say anything? Even we can see that he concealed it and didn't report it. Who's to blame for not saying anything? "

"Yes, let's go. This is the last trip. I have to patrol every night, but I'm tired to death."

"Isn't it..."

The remaining light in the corner of his eye looked at the two figures and turned away. Then he trembled and stuffed his fist into his mouth without making a noise. He was scared to tears

After dawn, the officers took wooden barrels and knocked wooden spoons for breakfast. It was still a spoonful of porridge for one person, plus a brown steamed bread mixed with bran.

The mangy head lay on the railing at the door and looked out. The guards ignored him and sent him to the cell at the corner.

The mangy head was so hungry that he quickly shouted, "brother, brother, officer, I, don't I have any food today?"

"You?" The sergeant looked back at him and said sympathetically, "yes, but yours is a little different from theirs. We have to wait a little."

His head was stunned.

The sergeant had already left with his things. No matter what he called, he didn't look back.

The scabby head was in despair. Two guards came with two big food boxes on their faces. They went straight to the scabby head and asked him to give way. Then they opened the door of the cell and brought the food boxes in.

Once opened, there was a whole stewed chicken, a fish, duck in soup, a big bowl of white rice

The servant put all the food in front of the scabby head. He even took out a pot of wine and put it in front of him. He smiled at him and said, "I haven't eaten all day. Are you hungry? Come on, eat. "