At this time, Mi Shi no longer had a lucky mentality. She just hoped that this young master would not throw the charge of murder to herself. When Feng Xue gave her the chance to speak, she immediately told the truth about the beans poured in bamboo tubes.

"Although my uncle is doing business outside, I did make a lot of money in the first year. I married him at that time, but the year outside is not good this year. My uncle heard that his hometown is developing well, so he took me back. He just remembered the money he owed Zhang San and didn't want to pay it back. As soon as we discussed, we decided to set up a bureau..."

Speaking of this, Zhang San's eyes suddenly became wide open, and he felt helpless. The little money Boss Mi borrowed from him was just a monthly routine for him in the Gongzi Mansion. He was not seen by him from beginning to end, but he did not expect that he would be set up by someone for this, which was a disaster.

Feng Xue is no exception to this. In this era when there is no "nons, princes, generals and ministers", the current situation of being born rich and noble determines the extreme of the gap between the rich and the poor. As the young master of Xu, Feng Xue was divided into a village before she became an adult, with 10,000 mu of fertile land, thousands of households, hundreds of slaves, and ox carts to pick them up when she goes out. There are more than ten disciples and disciples in the mansion, and dozens of singers and dancers. If you want, you can buy hundreds of barbarian slaves from outside and come back to serve them at any time. It is still the type that can be killed at will. The assets in his hands are completely enough to support these people, and let them eat every meal, and even eat meat every few days.

The ordinary people of this era only have more than 30,000. Not to mention meat and vegetables, it is a lifelong pursuit to be able to eat dry food every day and eat enough. Although Xujiazhuang has achieved a comprehensive "well-off" under his own influence (being able to eat full every day is a well-off in this era), it is still far from his own luxury life.

It was not that he had thought of using some money to support civilians, but his managers unanimously opposed it, not because of rules or etiquette, but because if he did this, it would affect the governance of other surrounding villages, and at the same time it would cause difficulties for county marquis, and eventually it would make it difficult for him to gain a foothold in the aristocratic class.

Many thoughts in my heart were only in one thought, but Mi continued to start talking-

"My uncle said that Zhang San was the disciple of the young master, and no one could save it for no reason, so he discussed with me and invited him home, to entertain him with good wine and meat, get him drunk, and then falsely accused him of wanting to rape me. In this way, in order to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, Zhang San would mostly choose to redeem the punishment, so that not only does not have to pay back the debt, but also makes a profit..."

"..." Zhang San was not even able to curse at this time, and he was in his heart a string of [Daxia swear words]. For a few taels of silver (just be the one who uses the silver at this time), he tried to cut off Zhang's future. Aren't you afraid of my revenge afterwards? If you don't want to say it, I borrowed it from you, okay?

Of course, this Mi Family didn't know how high Feng Xue had requirements for his disciples' morality, but just said to himself:

"Last night, my uncle got Zhang San drunk, and I was not awake. I thought he was drunk too much, so I dragged Zhang San to the bed and stripped naked. I was about to wake him up and let him "catch the adulterer", but I found that he had died... I don't know where Zhang San poisoned him, and I remembered that he had never touched chickens and turtles from beginning to end. I was worried that he was poisoning the vegetables and falsely accused me of poisoning my husband, so I poured out the remaining soup and cleaned it. But Zhang San had stripped naked. If I report to the official directly, I was afraid that I would not explain clearly, and I was worried that I would wake him up when I was dressed. I could only wait until dawn to report to the official according to the original plan... What I said was true. Although I falsely accused Zhang San of rape, he really poisoned my uncle!"

Mi Shi knew that she had no credibility when she said this, and kept snatching the ground with her head and swearing, trying her best to prove that everything she said was true.

Feng Xue didn't know how to describe Mi's operation, but according to the stupidity of the poor in this era, she had no flaws.

but……

Although it is not without poison that can make people die silently without warning, it is too difficult to get it out without any signs.

Even if it can be made, it is impossible to poison an ordinary grain merchant to death. Of course, it would not be a mistaken sub-car. To put it bluntly, let alone Zhang San, Feng Xue is not qualified!

And once extraordinary power is involved...

When Feng Xue thought of this, her head suddenly hurt, and he remembered the turn-over dragon back then.

Although he has not figured out the rules for starting the gold finger, at least so far, after every automatic judgment, there will be a major disaster.

In other words, if the dice were really related to this murder yesterday, it is very likely that it would cause a big disaster next.

So, where does the disaster come from?

After gently pinching his eyebrows, Feng Xue thought of a possibility and sighed, "Did you pour the leftovers there? Do you still remember?"

"Because I was worried that it would be poisonous, I didn't dare to pour it into the bucket, so I dug a hole in the backyard and buried it." Mi said in a low voice, Feng Xue's face became darker.

Burying in the ground?

Will it pollute the groundwater veins?

Then I didn’t know one day I drank a sip of well water and then hanged it up?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue immediately waved to the officer and said:

"You ask two people to take her to her backyard and dig out all the leftovers she buried. Remember, those things may be highly toxic, don't touch them with your hands. When digging, you must cover your face with a wet cloth. Don't be careless..."

"Yes!" Although County Magistrate Luo was right next to him, the understanding that aristocrats were equal to officials and even higher than officials was deeply rooted in people's hearts in this era. Therefore, the officers did not resist Feng Xue's assignment, and immediately took the order and turned around and left with Mi.

But at this moment, Feng Xue always felt that there was something else she had to ignore. After thinking about it, she sighed and silently recited in her heart:

【Judgement of Intellect.】

Although the character panel and coc are very similar, there are subtle differences in attributes, such as insight, which is the compound judgment of inspiration and intelligence.

The dice in my mind rolled "broken", and then a line of text appeared in front of me-

【Insight: 100/60 (Great Failure)】

[You try to empty your brain and pursue the trace of inspiration in your brain. You just put your brain in space, so that you not only remember nothing, but also forget all your initial inspiration. Within 1d10=10 hours, you will use a punishment dice for all intelligence-related judgments (including judgments about understanding, memory, and thinking requirements, the most typical example is various skills that end with the word "learning").]

(I was so stupid when I shot three 0s in a row)

Bang!

Feng Xue only felt that her mind was thrown into the washing machine and her thoughts were blank. She knew nothing for a moment and could not think of anything. She seemed to have lost her mind and stayed there, as if she had some intermittent amnesia.

After a while, he came to his senses amid the call of some concern in County Magistrate Luo. He looked at the record of the great failure of his understanding with lingering fear, but what emerged in his heart was gladness.

Fortunately, the understanding failed, which means that at most you will be confused for a while. After all, understanding contains inspiration, and if the inspiration fails, it means that nothing is discovered. Since nothing is discovered, the san value will not plummet because of what you shouldn’t read, listen, or think.

However, looking at the series of asterisks followed by the big failure entry, he felt a little painful, because if this useless golden finger fails, it will [data deletion] the description of the failure identification description. Therefore, Feng Xue only knows that the big failure is not what punishment it will bring.

"But then again, do I have san value?" Feng Xue scratched her head and muttered thoughtfully. Although the heart corresponds to the will and san value, so far, even if he saw Buzhou Mountain falling, he had not performed any relevant identification.

However, Feng Xue had not realized that as his thinking went wrong, he had completely forgotten what he was thinking about before, and even forgot why he wanted to invest in his understanding.
Chapter completed!