"What? Impossible..." Yang Zhiqing panicked, and Fang Zilan's expression grew colder, "Mr. Yang, do you have anything to defend yourself?"
"I..." Yang Zhiqing opened his mouth, and after a long time he made a sound, "I am also forced to have no choice!"
He took a step forward and knelt at Fang Zilan's feet. "Master Fang, I have an old mother and a young son. The whole family is counting on me. I can't die!"
Fang Zilan looked at Yang Zhiqing steadily and said coldly: "What about Mr. Wu? Doesn't he have any parents or relatives?"
"Master Wu, he...he..." Yang Zhiqing couldn't continue. Fang Zilan leaned over and looked directly at him and said, "Why don't you tell me? If you speak, Master Wu may still have a chance of survival."
"They took my son hostage, how dare I..." Yang Zhiqing said with red eyes, Fang Zilan's hands hidden in her sleeves clenched into fists, she realized that her current behavior was too despicable.
She knew clearly that the underworld's methods were cruel and that Yang Zhiqing had no choice, but she still questioned him like this. To put it bluntly, she couldn't escape her involvement in Wu Sheng's death, but she still tried to find out the so-called real culprit behind the scenes, as if this would make her feel at ease.
However, the fact is that there is more than one murderer - Ji Ningtian, King Chu Jiang, Yang Zhiqing, and herself.
Seeing that Fang Zilan was silent, Yang Zhiqing shouted tentatively: "Master Fang?"
Fang Zilan came back to her senses, and as if she had made a great determination, she pursed her lips and said, "Mr. Yang, go and surrender."
"What?" Yang Zhiqing was stunned, with disbelief written all over his face.
"I will take care of your family for the time being." Fang Zilan looked decisive, as if there was no room for change.
"Master Fang..." Yang Zhiqing wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Fang Zilan, "You are being blackmailed, even if you are guilty, the sentence will not be too severe, and I will personally write a letter to intercede for you, the Ministry of Punishment I also……"
"Why?" Yang Zhiqing asked blankly, and Fang Zilan lowered his eyes and said: "It is only a matter of time before Mr. Zou Hongqi of the Criminal Department finds you. What's more important is that you must kill someone to pay for your life. The people behind the scenes must be punished accordingly."
"Deserved punishment?" Yang Zhiqing laughed out loud as if he heard something funny, "Master Fang, how many people have died in the capital, have those murderers been punished? Why should I..."
"It didn't happen in the past, doesn't mean it won't happen in the future." Fang Zilan interrupted him and said firmly: "No matter how difficult it is, I will make the people behind the scenes pay the price."
Yang Zhiqing raised his head and stared closely at Fang Zilan, who looked solemn and solemn like a god, and couldn't help but said: "What if I can't do it?"
"Then we have to do it." Fang Zilan said decisively without any hesitation: "The world needs the truth, not pretentious peace. Is Mr. Yang willing to bear the charge of paying a murderer to assassinate a court official?"
"I don't want to!" Yang Zhiqing almost yelled. After saying this, he calmed down and whispered: "Master Rong Fang, give me one more day. After I say goodbye to my family, I will surrender."
When he said these words, he looked past Fang Zilan and looked behind her.
Fang Zilan turned her head and looked at the old man walking tremblingly towards the ancestral hall, and finally nodded and said: "Okay."
"This must be Master Fang." The old man stepped across the threshold of the ancestral hall, his steps a little unsteady. Yang Zhiqing stood up and walked over quickly, reaching out to support her, "Mom, be careful."
Fang Zilan came forward to meet Li, and the old man held her hand excitedly, "Okay, that's great. Thank you, Mr. Fang, for taking care of this boy in my family. His father passed away early. If he hadn't been willing to endure hardship, he would have lost his life in the misty land in the southeast." I have stayed here for many years, but I am not as happy as I am now in the capital. I will have to pay more attention to you in the future. If I do anything wrong, please bear with me."
The old man was about to salute as he spoke, and Fang Zilan quickly grabbed her arm with his backhand, "Madam, you are serious."
"Mr. Fang, how is my boy doing in the government office? Didn't he cause any trouble to you?" The old man's eyes were full of cautious expectations. Fang Zilan curled up the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Master Yang did a great job, the government office did a good job." Everyone in the government can't live without him."
"That's good, that's good..." The old man smiled with relief, but the next moment he coughed violently.
Seeing this, Yang Zhiqing said anxiously: "Master Fang, my mother has been ill for a long time and cannot bear the wind. Please allow me to send her back to her room first."
"You go." Fang Zilan said goodbye: "I have something to do at home, so I won't stay any longer."
Yang Zhiqing bowed hastily, then helped the old man leave. Fang Zilan looked at their backs, feeling a little sour in her heart.
When Xiao Xuan'er was investigating everyone in the government office, she had spoken to her about Yang Zhiqing, and her words were quite regretful.
Yang Zhiqing's father was originally the chief of the Ministry of Punishment, and he was of high rank. However, he died early. When he died in office, Yang Zhiqing was only ten years old. Later, according to the recommendation system of officials' children, he worked in a lowly idle position.
With nowhere to show his ambition, Yang Zhiqing invited himself to the smoky southeastern region - a place that all the children of the capital avoided. At that time, he was only eighteen years old.
He had been away for eight years. When he returned to Beijing, he finally joined the Southeast Government Office, but he was still a little-known clerk. Fortunately, he didn't care much. As long as he received a salary to support his family, it was enough. .
He was just a conscientious ordinary person who worked hard every step of the way. However, due to fate, he was involved in such a turmoil, and in the end he couldn't even survive on his own.
Fang Zilan didn't know how she walked back home. She suddenly felt that she could no longer be so passive and let Ji Ningtian lead her away. In the long run, more and more innocent people would be implicated.
Maybe in Ji Ningtian's eyes, they are nothing more than ants, but in her eyes, they are all living people, and they should not leave without knowing anything after they come to this world.
After she made up her mind, she found Xiao Xuan'er and told her, "All information related to the Ghost Sect should be given to the Zhuge family."
"What?" Xiao Xuan'er's face was full of shock, "Mr. Fang, although I told you before that Mr. Zhuge suddenly investigated the affairs of the previous dynasty, he has not yet investigated the ghost gate. You..."
"Since we can't find it, then I will help him. Why not?" Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly and she said coolly: "I'm afraid that Zixiu's identity will be known. Isn't Ji Ningtian afraid that he is the master of the ghost sect?" Is the identity known?
"Master Fang, if the Gui Sect and your identity are known to Mr. Zhuge..." Xiao Xuan'er frowned, "He is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes, how can he tolerate it?"
"What I want is that Mr. Zhuge can't help it." Fang Zilan's expression was dark and unclear, "If I can't express it, let him tell your majesty."
However, before Xiao Xuan'er could reveal the news to the Zhuge family, Yang Zhiqing died on the way to Jingzhao Yin Mansion to surrender.
Only ten steps away from Jingzhao Yin Mansion, Yang Zhiqing died on the street. In less than an hour, the news spread throughout the capital.
When Fang Zilan arrived amid the roaring public outcry, all she saw was Yang Zhiqing's body, which was still open to death. And on the blood book beside him, Douda's words read - life for life.
