Li Yuan smiled slightly and instructed, "Erlang, this year your Du Family pays respects to the ancestors, but at the end of the year, I'm afraid there's no one in the Du Family, only you alone in the residence."
Du Qi nodded and said, "At the end of the year, naturally there's only this subject alone. After all, regardless of whether it's Uncle Du Chuke or Du Yan, they all have their own matters, each family cares about their own matters. "
Li Yuan said, "Since that's the case, at the end of the year, you enter the palace and celebrate the new year with my family. When it's time to celebrate the new year at night, you return to the Du Family to celebrate the new year, how about it? "
Du Qi hurriedly got up and thanked, saying, "Your Majesty's great kindness, this subject is endlessly grateful."
Li Yuan smiled and said, "Alright, it's settled then."
While Du Qi and Li Yuan were chatting, an old man in ragged clothes came to the courtyard. He saw that Du Qi was wearing brocade clothes, especially Du Qi's young age, and immediately determined Du Qi's identity.
Zhang Jingping's people roughly explained Du Qi's situation.
The old man knelt on the ground with a plop and said, "Young Master Du, please have a benevolent heart and seek justice for my daughter!"
As he spoke, tears streamed down the old man's face.
The old man's daughter was extremely filial. In order to support the family, it was extremely difficult. But now, she died for unknown reasons and was even framed, saying that she ran away with the money. The old man absolutely did not believe it.
Du Qi said, "Don't cry first, control your emotions. I'm asking you, what's your name, what grievances do you have, tell me. What I can help with, I'll do my best. "
The old man hurriedly nodded. He lifted his dirty clothes, wiped his tears, and quickly said, "Young Master Du, this old man's name is Peng Qingshui, I have a son and a daughter. My son already died on the battlefield during the war a few years ago, only leaving behind a daughter to depend on each other for survival. "
"This old man's daughter is called Peng Xiu 'er."
"Xiu 'er, this girl, is fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she's not old, she's extremely intelligent and considerate, very caring for the family. When she was seven or eight years old, she had already started doing housework and could cook. "
"When she's slightly older, she can sew and mend when she's in her teens. She can wash clothes for others to help with the household expenses."
"Two years ago, my wife was seriously ill."
"Especially when the son also died on the battlefield, the family collapsed. My body isn't good, so I can't earn much money. Therefore, this girl decided to come to Chang 'an to sew and mend clothes for others. She worked as a maid and earned money to treat my old wife's illness. "
"A few days ago, Xiu 'er said that she met a great general who was hiring maids in his residence. The treatment was excellent. After all, our Xiu 'er is pretty good looking and she's clever with her hands, so she went. "
At this point, Peng Qingshui's face was filled with pain. The tears that had already dried up became sparkling and translucent once again. Bean-sized teardrops fell uncontrollably.
Peng Qingshui wanted to speak several times, but he was choked with sobs and could not speak.
Everyone who saw this scene was heartbroken.
It was extremely sad.
Li Yuan was a man in his early sixties. Looking at how old he was, he was even younger than Peng Qingshui. But Li Yuan was very clear that Peng Qingshui in front of him was, after all, an ordinary person.
This old age was because he was too tired. At most, he was in his early forties.
Seeing this scene, Li Yuan sighed in his heart. But he was also curious about what happened. He said: "Peng Qingshui, tell me slowly. How is your daughter?"
Peng Qingshui said: "Dead, she must be dead."
Li Yuan said: "Killed by the great general you mentioned?"
"Yes, it must be so."
Peng Qingshui nodded very firmly and said: "The situation at that time was that Xiu 'er, this girl, had not returned home for almost half a month. Originally, Xiu 'er would return home every few days to see her mother. But there was no news, as if she had disappeared. "
"When Xiu 'er returned home, she would talk about the situation at home. So I went to the great general's residence."
"Yes, yes, yes, that person's name was Zhang Qucheng. He said he was a great general."
"At that time, this little old man went to inquire."
Peng Qingshui said: "Who knew, the people of the great general's residence actually said that Xiu 'er stole the residence's money and ran away with the money. Then they beat me out. My family's Xiu 'er has been extremely intelligent since she was young. Moreover, she is sensible and abides by the rules. It is impossible for her to steal money. "
Li Yuan said: "You also have no evidence to prove that your daughter did not steal anything?"
"Impossible!"
Peng Qingshui said very firmly. He gritted his teeth and said: "Xiu 'er, this girl, is kind-hearted. How could she steal? What's more, if she stole money, why didn't she return home? She went to the city to do something in order to save her mother. Now, how could she suddenly get the news and not care about her mother's life and death and run away alone? It must be Zhang Qucheng who killed Xiu 'er. He killed Xiu' er. "
He looked like he was gnashing his teeth in anger.
His expression was full of resentment.
Li Yuan actually sympathized with Peng Qingshui. The reason was very simple. He had a son and a daughter. The son died on the battlefield, and now there was no news of the daughter. A family was completely destroyed.
However, Li Yuan remained calm and asked: "You said that Zhang Qucheng killed your daughter. What evidence do you have?"
Peng Qingshui said: "I carefully inquired about Zhang Qucheng's situation around the Zhang Family. That Zhang Qucheng is a scoundrel! He often used the pretense of recruiting maidservants to bring people to his residence. After playing with them, he directly killed them. This is the information I got from asking. My poor Xiu 'er died at such a young age. She died unjustly! "
Speaking until here, Peng Qingshui looked at Du Qi and kowtowed. He said: "Young Master Du, you are a great philanthropist. Please help this little old man. My family's Xiu 'er, alive or dead, I want to see her body. I can't let her disappear without knowing why. "
"My family's Xiu 'er definitely did not run away. If my family's Xiu' er took away the money, why didn't Zhang Qucheng say anything? He has a guilty conscience and is making false accusations!"
"Young Master Du, everyone around knows my family's Xiu 'er's character. Everyone around our Peng Family Village knows Xiu 'er. She is really obedient and sensible. "
"She can't die in vain!"
Peng Qingshui's words came from the bottom of his heart.
Because it was true.
Zhang Jingping took Peng Qingshui away and protected him. Zhang Jingping did not reveal any information. He only told Peng Qingshui that Du Qi was a good man who could make decisions for him and seek justice for him.
That was all.
Everything about Peng Qingshui was true.
It was precisely because of this that he could move people's hearts and make Li Yuan believe him.
After listening to him, Du Qi said: "Peng Qingshui, I have heard your grievances. If someone owes you money or steals something from you, I can deal with it. I can help you solve it. "
"Right now, you are involved with an official of the imperial court, and it is a murder case, so I can't do anything about it. But don't worry, Chang 'an County Magistrate Du Chuke is my uncle. "
"He is someone who can seek justice for you."
Du Qi said: "I will ask someone to send you to Chang 'an County Magistrate. You can tell him all your grievances and ask him to seek justice for you. What do you think?"
"No, no, no!"
Peng Qingshui shook his head. He kept knocking his head on the ground and said: "Young Master Du, I beg you. Young Master Du is a great philanthropist and a great writer. Young Master Du, you killed the Turks and wrote articles. You are the reincarnation of the Literati Star and the Martial Star. Please help me. "
"I beg you."
Peng Qingshui knocked his head on the ground.
This time, he used a lot of strength. His head hit the ground and immediately broke the skin. Red blood flowed out, making Peng Qingshui's face look even more miserable.
However, Peng Qingshui did not feel any pain. When he looked up at Du Qi, his eyes were full of tears, like raindrops, flowing down continuously. That thirsty look made people sympathize with him.
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