Chapter 337: The Reckless Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess Chapter 337 Zhang Qiming

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Yan Wang saw this, hurriedly stood up, and with a smile on his face introduced himself: "Uncle Zhang, hello! I am Yan Wang, and this is Ai Jiao. We came this time to ask you for some information."

Zhang Qiming saw this, quickly waved his hand and said: "Aiya, don't be so polite, we're all family. Come, let's eat while we talk, I haven't eaten yet either."

After saying this, he enthusiastically greeted Yan Wang and Ai Jiao to sit down together.

Ai Jiao saw this, hurriedly stood up to pour tea for the two of them, then sat quietly to one side, listening to their conversation.

Yan Wang hesitated slightly, but still spoke first: "Uncle Zhang, I heard that Nan Liang has been harassing Yu Zhou, so why has it never been reported before?"

Zhang Qiming heard this, couldn't help but sigh, and said with a face full of regret: "Ai, this is all my fault! I was blinded by those villains, which led to this result."

Yan Wang heard this, became even more curious in his heart, and asked: "Uncle Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

Zhang Qiming then slowly began to speak, explaining: "You know, Tongling is divided into four prefectures, and my Prefect's Office is in Peizhou. Every once in a while, the four Inspectors return to report their work to me.

I usually take time to visit the other few prefectures. However, although Yu Zhou is an important border location, it is the farthest away, so I can say I go to Yu Zhou the fewest times.

Moreover, every time they report, the Inspector of Yu Zhou always wears a simple long robe. Although this long robe occasionally has some patches, he has washed it clean and neat.

His appearance gives people a feeling of being upright and incorruptible, as if he is a good official who does not seek fame or profit and wholeheartedly serves the people. Not only that, the other three almost always praise him endlessly, which made my impression of him even deeper.

Naturally, I also began to believe that he is indeed an official worthy of respect, and often advised the other few to learn from him."

Just as the two were discussing with great interest, suddenly, a light knocking sound came from the door, accompanied by Qingping's familiar voice: "Adult, the dishes are ready."

Zhang Qiming immediately replied: "Bring them in." Before his voice fell, the door was slowly pushed open, and the waiter carefully walked in carrying the dishes. He respectfully placed the dishes on the table, then turned and left, his movements light and swift.

After a while, the waiter brought in another dish. At this time, the conversation between Zhang Qiming and Yan Wang came to an abrupt halt.

Since the door was open, they were afraid of being overheard by others, so Zhang Qiming spoke first: "Young Master Yan, please start eating." Yan Wang quickly responded: "Uncle Zhang, you first." The two modestly declined a bit, then began to enjoy this table of sumptuous dishes together.

After the waiter had served all the dishes, Qingping, being very perceptive, walked to the door and gently closed it.

Zhang Qiming took a deep breath, composed himself, and then continued to speak: "Young Master Yan, you must have already met the Inspector of Yu Zhou, right? I don't know what you think of him?"

Yan Wang thought for a moment, then replied: "Hmm, I think he looks kind and approachable, and gives the impression of being an upright and incorruptible good official."

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Qiming's mouth, and he said: "Young Master Yan, you must not be deceived by his outward appearance. Sometimes, if you investigate further, you will find that the facts are not so."

Yan Wang heard this, fell silent for a moment, and did not continue the topic. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Uncle Zhang, the Inspector of Yu Zhou said that regarding the matter of Nan Liang robbing nearby villages, he has written to you many times, but never received a reply. What exactly is going on?"

Zhang Qiming heard this, his face instantly turned red with anger, he stared wide-eyed, and roared furiously: "He's talking nonsense! Clearly it was him who kept this matter covered up tightly, never reporting it to me! If it weren't for one day, a barefoot little girl running to the door of my Prefect's Office to file a complaint, I'm afraid I would still be kept in the dark until now!"

Yan Wang saw this, couldn't help but be a little surprised, and quickly asked: "What little girl?"

Ai Jiao beside him saw Zhang Qiming so angry, and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Yan Wang. He muttered to himself: "Wang, you're being too straightforward..."

Zhang Qiming calmed his emotions a little, then continued: "That little girl, her original name was Wu Jinhong. This little girl originally lived in Kangzhuang Village, Yu Zhou, depending on her grandfather for survival."

Her parents worked away from home all year round and rarely returned home. However, one day, the peaceful village was suddenly shattered.

That day, the little girl was frying medicine for her grandfather in the kitchen when she suddenly heard a noisy commotion from outside. She was curious and wanted to go out to see what was happening, but before she could take a step, her grandfather hurried in.

Her grandfather told the little girl with a grave expression that it must be those beasts from Nan Liang coming to rob again. These people not only robbed the village, but also killed and set fires, committing all manner of evil. After hearing this, the little girl was filled with fear and unease.

In the panic, the little girl's gaze fell on a bookshelf in the kitchen.

At the very bottom of the bookshelf was a drawer. Because the drawer was small, it was usually used to store some medicinal herbs. However, at this moment, this small drawer became the little girl's only hiding place.

The little girl was small in stature and had soft bones, just able to crawl into the drawer. She quickly crawled into the drawer, curled up her body, and tried her best not to be discovered. And just as she had finished hiding, her grandfather realized he also needed to find a place to hide.

But it was already too late. The noise in the courtyard grew closer, and immediately, a group of men rushed into the courtyard like wolves and tigers.

Xiao Hong hid in the drawer, trembling all over, her heart feeling like it was about to jump out of her throat. She heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from outside, accompanied by her grandfather's pleas for mercy, the voice filled with fear and despair. Xiao Hong was so frightened she almost suffocated; she tightly covered her ears, hoping to block out those terrible sounds.

Time passed second by second, and the sounds outside finally gradually subsided. But Xiao Hong still dared not move; she was afraid this was only temporary calm, and once she went out, she would be discovered. After another good while, a pungent burnt smell seeped into the drawer, and Xiao Hong couldn't help but start coughing.

She finally plucked up her courage, carefully opened the drawer, and poked her head out to look. The sight before her stunned her—her grandfather lay on the ground, with a huge hole in his chest, fresh blood staining the surrounding ground red. Xiao Hong tremblingly reached out her hand and touched her grandfather's chest, only to find that there was not a trace of life left there.