After Rebirth, She Becomes the Revenge Queen-Chapter 512 - 344: Isn’t This What You Wanted? (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 512: Chapter 344: Isn’t This What You Wanted? (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Since ancient times, when have government officials needed to act courteously while doing their business?
It’s just that since the founding of the Great Zhou, the emperor has always been benevolent to the people, and the officials have taken treating the people well as a principle, which is why Pei Zhan asked that question.
Unexpectedly, the man’s attitude was so hostile, and Guo Song stepped forward immediately: "You scoundrel! How dare you speak to our General like that? Have you no shame?!"
The man reassessed Pei Zhan, showing no hint of being intimidated by Guo Song: "I don’t care who you are. Disturbing people in the middle of the night, I don’t welcome you!"
Guo Song was about to speak again, but Pei Zhan interrupted him: "Enough. Since we have already investigated during the day, let’s just leave."
Having said that, without any hesitation, he turned around and mounted his horse, as if the arduous journey they had made was of no significance at all.
Cheng Chili and the others didn’t dare to ask more, and they mounted their horses and followed him towards the village entrance.
It wasn’t until they circled the hill at the village entrance that Pei Zhan stopped his horse and turned to look in the direction of the hunter’s home.
"Old Seven, take a few men and go back to investigate."
Cheng Chili asked, "What’s the reason for this?"
Pei Zhan glanced at him: "Have you ever seen such a confident commoner?"
Cheng Chili was taken aback.
Pei Zhan said, "From the moment that man opened the door and saw us, he showed no trace of fear. Even when Guo Song scolded him harshly, he wasn’t scared. I’ve seen many people, but none like him."
Cheng Chili immediately understood, and he quickly selected a few men and slipped back under the cover of the trees.
Pei Zhan then turned to the General who had led the way earlier: "Have you inquired about this hunter’s ancestry?"
"We have," the General nodded, "he moved here over ten years ago; he’s an outsider. His hometown was uninhabitable due to war.
"He came with his wife and child, but the child died of illness, and his wife passed away a few years later. Now he lives here alone."
"An outsider?" Fu Zhen looked at Pei Zhan upon hearing this.
Pei Zhan responded with a glance and then asked, "Does he interact much with the villagers?"
"A lot. The villagers are very familiar with him. The rabbits, pheasants, and other game he hunts, apart from selling them to make a living, are often given to the village’s old and young. If he leaves home, he even asks his neighbors to watch over his house for him."
After the General’s explanation, Fu Zhen swallowed back what she wanted to say.
Initially, hearing that the hunter moved here over ten years ago was suspicious. Not even mentioning his wife and child, if he was indeed one of Lian Rong’s people, finding two people to pose as cover would be easy.
But this person had close interactions with the villagers and even entrusted the neighbors to watch his house while he’s away, which conflicted with her suspicion.
If this person had a secret, no matter how careful he was, he would inevitably show a flaw. In such cases, he would maintain as much distance as possible from others, so how could he possibly have close connections with the villagers? Let alone ask them to watch his house while he’s not at home?
"Regardless, let’s let Old Seven and them investigate first." Pei Zhan said, seemingly in response to Fu Zhen.
The dim twilight at the foot of the mountain, the fleeting wind heard softly in the ear, and the shadows that merged into the night.
The front of the hunter’s house returned to silence.
The light that had illuminated the front had now shifted inside the house.
A skinny man led a thin horse tied in the right horse shed and secured a large stone top, like a water bucket, under the wooden fence. He then clapped his hands and returned to the house.
The lights went out, and he lay on the bed with his clothes on, facing inward, unmoving.
Not until steady snoring came from inside did Cheng Chili and his men silently land on the ground in the courtyard.
At his gesture, the five people quietly spread out in all directions, inspecting quietly.
After surveying a circle, Cheng Chili came to the horse shed, looked at the empty and stinking shelter, and finally examined the horse.
The horse was very old, skinny like its owner, with fur that could hardly be considered good.
A civilian hunter shouldn’t have a horse, but if it’s such a horse, it’s not strange. Perhaps, it might not even be worth even an ounce of silver.
Cheng Chili stepped out of the horse shed and went to the hunter’s window for a look inside. The guard who had entered to inspect had come out, shaking his head at him silently, and the two returned to the courtyard.