But Fang Wei's legs went weak at the sight of blood, how could he dare to slaughter pigs?
To help Fang Wei adapt, his father tried every possible method, and scolding and beating were almost commonplace.
After repeated and unremitting attempts, Fang Wei was finally able to slaughter a pig and dismember it without changing his expression.
However, this matter left a great shadow in Fang Wei's heart.
Because Fang Wei was not good at speaking, but a merchant must be able to call out, so the Fang family found a powerful and strong wife for Fang Wei.
And this was the beginning of Fang Wei's nightmare.
The continuous nagging and abuse from the meat seller's wife amplified the shadow in Fang Wei's heart. Over time, his mental state deteriorated, commonly known as 'hysteria'.
Because he usually kept his head down at home, only a faint, subtle fragrance lingered in his nostrils.
So when he was verbally abused by women with the same scent, he would subconsciously mistake them for his wife.
Then, he vented all the suppressed anger he had accumulated to those women.
As for why he didn't lay a hand on his wife, perhaps in his subconscious, he did not want to harm her.
And the white powder was indeed a sleeping potion, but it was used when slaughtering pigs.
The case came to a close.
After being a salted fish for seven days, Lin Qingge finally saw the light of day again.
Xiao Cao, carrying a water bucket, passed by and saw Lin Qingge, who was dressed neatly. She couldn't help but be a little surprised, "My lord, have your hemorrhoids healed?"
"Hemorrhoids?"
"Yes, my lord. Constable Yan said you had a hemorrhoid attack, bleeding profusely, and needed rest, telling us not to disturb you."
Hearing Xiao Cao's words, Lin Qingge's blood vessels almost exploded with anger. She took a deep breath and roared out three words in fury:
"Yan—Ting—Hao—!"
The shout startled the birds in the trees. Xiao Hei, who was lying by the yamen gate, twitched its remaining ear, turned its head back into its doghouse, and curled up in a corner with its rear facing outwards.
On the other side.
Xiao Cao, who also sensed that something was not right, flinched and quickly carried the water bucket and scurried back to the kitchen.
Finally, she did not forget to close the kitchen door.
"My lord, you were looking for this humble subordinate?"
Yan Tinghao, who was cleaning the front yard of the yamen with the two prisoners Ling Han and Lu Mingxuan, hurried over, completely unaware of the impending danger.
"Constable Yan, I heard you've been spreading the word that this official has a hemorrhoid?"
"My lord, it wasn't this subordinate spreading the word, it was they who asked me.
My father told me that as a constable, honesty and trustworthiness are the most basic professional ethics."
Unexpectedly, this simple-minded fellow was also a mama's boy. Lin Qingge said with a forced smile,
"Then did your father ever tell you that repeatedly spreading other people's private matters is something that will be struck by lightning?"
Yan Tinghao heard this and actually tilted his head, thinking seriously, "My lord, my mother said that being a heartless man will be struck by lightning from heaven.
As for anything else, there wasn't."
"There's no 'your sister's' anything!
You silly roe deer, if I don't break your roe deer legs today, my surname isn't Lin!"
With that said, Lin Qingge, having seen off her aunt, rushed forward in one stride, grabbed a feather duster that she had somehow gotten her hands on, and without a word, began to whip Yan Changshe.
Even though Yan Tinghao had practiced martial arts since childhood, being whipped with a feather duster still hurt.
Especially in the hands of his superior, who seemed to be exerting no great force, yet it hurt far more than his mother's beatings.
As a representative of a simple mind and developed limbs, Lin Qingge would not be able to catch Yan Tinghao if he tried to escape.
Although she couldn't catch him, Lin Qingge had help.
Ling Han and Lu Mingxuan, who were originally cleaning the front yard with Yan Tinghao, secretly stood in a corner watching the show.
Ling Han grabbed a handful of small pebbles from somewhere. With his index finger slightly bent, the pebbles shot out like hidden weapons, flying directly towards Yan Tinghao.
Yan Tinghao had to dodge sideways, but in that moment of distraction, his superior's feather duster had already landed on him, causing him to wince in pain.
Lu Mingxuan, whose backside was still recovering from being spanked, also actively participated. He bent down to pick up pebbles from the nearby grass and handed them to Ling Han, who was hitting his targets with unerring accuracy.
Thus, when Leng Ningyue returned, she saw a lively scene of 'chickens flying and dogs jumping'.
Lin Qingge, who hadn't had enough, hid the feather duster behind her back, "Madam, you're back! How is the situation at the school?"
"Reporting to my lord, everything at the school is normal, but recently many refugees have poured into Changzhou County and urgently need to be resettled."
The one who replied was Zhou Zeli, who had come from the Changzhou school with Leng Ningyue.
"Refugees?"
Yan Tinghao scratched his head, looking confused, "Wasn't the disaster relief silver safely delivered to the Bashu region?"
"Disaster relief silver is not omnipotent, and it cannot save all the common people. I heard that the drought in the Bashu region has not ended, and an earthquake has occurred, causing many people to become displaced.
Based on the timing, the refugees arriving in Changzhou County should be those who left their homes at the beginning of the drought.
Fortunately, my lord was prudent and made preparations early.
To this day, Changzhou County has not been affected by the severe drought."
Lin Qingge humbly shook her head at Zhou Zeli's heartfelt flattery, "Although I have indeed worked hard and put in a lot of effort, without the strong support of brothers like Zhou, I would not have been able to arrange everything so perfectly in such a short period."
Zhou Zeli dared not take credit. He merely cupped his hands and said, "My lord, students are worried that if these refugees are not properly settled, it's hard to guarantee that they won't cause trouble."
"Refugees...
They do need to be settled. You first instruct the village chiefs to gather the refugees in one place, and find some women to set up shelters and provide porridge in the name of my wife.
As for the rest, we can discuss it later."
After speaking, Lin Qingge looked at the stunned silly roe deer beside her and instructed:
"Constable Yan, go and find Master Hua and Coroner Murong."
Yan Tinghao did not dare to delay and accepted the order.
An hour later, everyone, including Leng Ningyue, gathered in the backyard of the yamen.
Seeing the Lin Moyuan siblings who had arrived uninvited, Lin Qingge was about to speak when the former cupped his hands and said,
"My teacher inadvertently heard that there were many more refugees near Changzhou and was very concerned, so he specifically sent me to help my lord."
"My lord, Yongning too!
Whatever Yongning can do, Yongning will do it without hesitation!"
With Elder Su as a shield, Lin Qingge found it difficult to turn them away.
After all, they were all offering advice for Changzhou County, and it wasn't impossible to brainstorm.
However, this guy who looked like a human but acted like a dog kept sending sly glances at Leng Ningyue, did he really think she was dead?
However, before Lin Qingge could react, Er Niu rushed in from outside:
"My lord, the Prefect just sent someone over, saying there is an urgent matter and requesting that you and Madam come over."