I, Li Mu.

Daqian Dynasty, Tai'a County, Qingping County Magistrate.

My parents named me Mu, which means a herdsman.

I lived up to their expectations. I was named on the gold medal list at the age of eighteen, and was promoted to the seventh-level county magistrate at the age of nineteen. I had thirty thousand herdsmen, and I worked hard for a year without taking away any money from the people.

Yesterday, Shi Zhongyu, a gentleman from the county, and I framed a woman.

This morning, I got a hundred taels of silver from the Shi family.

Dad, Mom, you have spirits in heaven, please protect me so that nothing will happen to me.

…

Dog officer.

Li Mu looked at the young, handsome, angular face in the mirror, and the unfamiliar memories in his mind surged up and down, slowly being absorbed and integrated by him.

After half the payment, he lowered his head and looked at the green official uniform on his body. A kind of virtue called responsibility came to his heart. He sighed: I didn't have a choice before, but now, I want to be a good person!

"Come here!" Li Mu stood up. In the Daqian Dynasty, where the average male was only 1.66 meters tall, he was actually over 1.8 meters tall. He put his hands in his sleeves and clasped them behind his back. He displayed his official authority and shouted solemnly, "I am the official. The female prisoner Han Qingqian needs to be retried..."

"Sir, there is an urgent report from the imperial court eight hundred miles away." Suddenly a government servant rushed in outside the door, wearing a soap coat and an iron ruler on his waist.

This boy's name is Zhang Ke. He is a station clerk in the third class of yamen. He is on duty in the yamen on weekdays. He has never read a book and is illiterate.

"Bring it here." Li Mu reached out and took the booklet, opened it and read it. There were hundreds of words in it. Due to his reading habit, he had some difficulty reading it.

After reading only two lines, Li Mu's expression changed.

He originally thought that he had traveled to some fictional dynasty, and was planning to meet new challenges as the successor of socialism, to uphold justice and help the country, but he was told that the world was about to change!

On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head, at Mao hour, purple energy comes from the east, and spiritual energy revives...

Reciting the great Confucian articles silently can absorb the purple energy...

There is a spirit in the way of heaven, and the article you recite at the beginning will evolve your own mind and heart on its own...

Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, poems and songs can all be used to understand the secret skills of the mind with the help of purple energy...

Spiritual energy is revived and demons are rampant. Everywhere must be cautious and avoid unjust, false and wrong cases to prevent evil spirits...

All counties and counties should abide by their destiny and serve as herdsmen for the emperor!

At the end of the excerpt, the signature is Qin Tianjian.

Li Mu knows this department. He usually observes the celestial phenomena, calculates the solar terms, and formulates calendars. The most he does is check whether the Ziwei star or the Greedy Wolf star is bright at night. When did he start playing with spiritual energy recovery?

The dragon raises its head on the second day of February, isn't that tomorrow?

Time is a bit tight.

"My lord, my lord, it's not good!!" At this time, another strong member of the squad rushed in.

The county's third-class yamen officer, the fast-hand of the arresting class, referred to as the arresting team, has the responsibility of apprehending and pursuing the murderer.

They were stationed as Zaoli, and they usually followed the superiors to guard and clear the way. They were also the ones shouting "power" in the court.

Zhuangban Minzhuang is responsible for guarding city gates, government offices, warehouses, prisons and other key locations, and also patrols part-time.

"Sir, it's not good..."

"Shut up! I'm a very good officer!" Li Mu scolded, showing off his authority, and asked solemnly, "What's all the fuss about?"

"Sir, the female prisoner Han Qingqian hanged herself in prison!" Zhuang Ban Minzhuang shouted, "And she was still wearing red."

Li Mu: "???"

Li Mu suddenly lowered his head and looked at Zhezi, thinking to himself that if the spiritual energy really revived, Han Qingqian would commit suicide unjustly, and he might turn into a powerful ghost and kill him!

"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and lead the way!!" Li Mu was trembling with anger.

"Okay, my lord!"

The prison of Qingping County is in the north of the city, two miles away from the county government office. Li Mu took a few station guards and followed Minzhuang as he trotted here. He suddenly thought of a serious question: "Han Qingqian hanged herself in red... She

Where did the red coat come from?”

"My lord, I don't know." Minzhuang said confidently.

"Go and check!" Li Mu said angrily. Tomorrow his spiritual energy will be revived, but today someone in red clothes hanged himself in prison. This is because some unscrupulous people are trying to harm him!

"Ah?" Minzhuang's eyes widened, this... this was none of his business.

Li Mu quickly arrived at the door of the prison. The prison was a flat floor, about the size of a football field. The door was dirty, messy and smelly, which fit his inherent impression.

"I've seen you, sir!" When the two strong men at the prison door saw him, they hurriedly clasped their fists in salute and opened the door.

"Lead the way!" Li Mu quickly entered.

As a female prisoner, Han Qingqian was held in solitary confinement. When Li Mu rushed over, many government officials gathered around her.

The leader is a gun-wielding young man with ordinary features, tall and thin body, but sharp eyes. His name is Lin Youjing. He is the leader of the strong class. Although he is not much older than him, he is good at marksmanship and can perform three gun tricks at a time.

, in memory, this is a master.

"Sir." When Lin Youjing saw Li Mu arriving, he stood up and clasped his fists. With a steady look in his eyes, he lowered his head and said, "Sir, you are late. Han Qingqian has already breathed his last breath."

Li Mu felt distressed, but said nothing and knelt down to check.

Han Qingqian fell on the pile of straw, with chapped lips, face like gold paper, eyes closed tightly, no breath, a purple bruise on her neck, and a soft red gauze skirt, which made her feel inexplicably weird and eerie in prison.

He nervously looked at Han Qingqian's eyelids and found that her pupils had not dilated.

Not dead yet!

Li Mu quickly gave her CPR.

When Lin Yingjing saw this scene, his eyes were splitting: "Sir, you..."

The other Zhuang Ban Minzhuang quickly lowered their heads, their eyes flickering with disdain and disdain.

Although Han Qingqian's figure is indeed plump and a rare beauty, she has died after all. It is said that death is the most important thing, and you are doing this... Hey, the world is really declining, and people's hearts are not the same as before.

While the people were silently sighing, Li Mu started artificial respiration again.

After a while of artificial respiration, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and several sets of first aid actions, he lost all his skills: Sir, he... really knows how to play.

The young whale Lin was gnashing his teeth, grabbing the spear in his hand, and his veins were exposed.

Minzhuang Zhang Long, Zhang Hu quickly hugged his two-meter spear and shook his head at him desperately.

"Cough~" At this moment, Han Qingqian, who was already dead, suddenly coughed softly.

"A liar, a liar?" Zhang Long and Zhang Hu's pupils were as wide as copper bells, and their hearts were about to burst. The two held hands and walked back.

"This... how is it possible? The person is obviously dead." Lin Yingjing was horrified. He had just personally checked that Han Qingqian had indeed died.

Under everyone's unbelievable gazes, Han Qingqian woke up leisurely. As her bright eyes moved, she saw a pair of hands that kept moving...

Li Mu calmly took back his hands and said, "Just wake up, Han Qingqian. I have found out that you were wronged and are about to overturn the case for you. Why did you commit suicide?"

"I'm not dead?" Han Qingqian came back from the dead, her mind was still a little unclear, but when she thought of those dirty hands, she subconsciously crossed her arms to hide her proud heart, "You... what did you just do to me?"

Li Mu: "I..."

"Han Qingqian, my lord saved you just now." Lin Yingjing's eyes were complicated, "Although the method is a bit despicable...but..."

Li Mu: "I didn't..."

"Yes, yes, all of us have seen that you can only come back to life if you are kissed and touched by adults." The strong and strong people also said "help" in a hurry.

Li Mu: "I'm not..."

Although the explanation was a little incomplete, Han Qingqian finally understood that the person who pulled her back from the hell was the dog officer in front of her...the one who put her in jail!

Li Mu quickly expressed his position and solemnly promised that he would overturn her verdict. Therefore, please do not commit suicide in red!

He helped Han Qingqian up, only to find that she was over 1.7 meters tall, with a proud mind and a round waist. Under her red skirt, a pair of slender legs could be seen.

Her face was still very pale, her hands and feet were cold, her lips were chapped, and there was a purple bruise on her neck. She looked very embarrassed, but her facial features were exquisite and her eyes were as beautiful as a graceful red lotus.

With such a beauty, it was logical that she would have been married long ago. Unfortunately, her family was in decline, her parents had passed away, and during the Qian Dynasty, the average height of men was 1.66 meters, so Han Qingqian, who was 1.7 meters tall, was left early.

There were also fathers and sons who wanted to take her as their concubine, but she refused.

"Your Excellency, you want to reverse my case?" Han Qingqian bit her lip gently, her teeth shining like snow, "Your Excellency, didn't you save me just to...sell me into the land of fireworks so that you can earn another hundred taels of silver? .”

This word is used well.

Li Mu's mind was moved: She knew that 'I' was trapped in her for a hundred taels.

"The red clothes you are wearing were sent by the Shi family?" Li Mu understood, because he and the Shi family were the only ones who knew about the one hundred taels.

Han Qingqian nodded and admitted.

On the other side, Lin Youjing inquired with his men and confirmed that the Shi family's steward Sun had indeed come to visit Han Qingqian half an hour ago. At that time, he was holding a basket in his hand, and the red clothes and rope should be hidden inside.

"What did he tell you?" Li Mu asked.

Han Qingqian seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and said hurriedly: "Butler Sun told me that the Shi family gave you one hundred taels, and wanted my family's thirty acres of land and house. But sir, you think one hundred taels is too little, so you want to take it." I sold it to Yanliu Lane in Tai'a City and earned another hundred taels of silver. He gave me a red coat and a rope, and told me that only in this way can I be freed."

"Nonsense!" Li Mu was furious, "The Shi family is so shameless! They dare to taint my innocence out of thin air! I...have tolerated them for a long time!"
Chapter completed!