"How could they listen to what you said?" Hongtai jumped down from the tree and handed the plum sword in his hand to Fang Zilan, "I took it all the way for you, it's time to give it back to you."
Fang Zilan took the plum sword and handed the bow and arrow to Hongtai with her backhand. Then she tapped her toes, hung it on the horse's head, and unsheathed the sword. Leng Feng pointed directly at everyone and repeated what he had just said.
Everyone began to hesitate and soon stopped. The few restless ones among them were shot to death by Hongtai's arrow before they could make any move.
"Qian Wenxiang took away a corpse." Fang Zilan lowered his eyes and glanced at everyone, "If any of you know its whereabouts, tell them and it will save a life."
"It's whatever you say..." You shouted in dissatisfaction, but before he finished speaking, he was killed by Fang Zilan with a sword.
"Everyone in the world knows that I have a bad temper, and my patience is even worse." Fang Zilan casually shook the plum sword, "If there is anyone who is not afraid of death, just try saying nonsense again."
"You...are Zixiu?" Someone recognized the plum sword in Fang Zilan's hand and said boldly, and she nodded casually, "You have good eyesight."
Suddenly, all the people could hear was the sound of gasping for air. No one expected that they would offend Zi Xiu, the god of death. This is great, no one can get out alive.
"Qian Wenxiang has escaped, and the leader is dead. You hard-working people, must you keep your lives here?" Fang Zilan raised her lips with a half-smile, and everyone's faces turned pale, and they didn't dare to express their anger. .
"It seems so." Fang Zilan snorted coldly. Before he could take action, someone shouted: "Wait a minute."
Fang Zilan put her sword behind her back, "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what you know."
The people on both sides automatically made a way for the speaker. He raised his head tremblingly, looked at Fang Zilan and said: "Two days ago, some government servants came up the mountain, and what they carried away... was a coffin..."
"A yamen servant?" Fang Zilan said thoughtfully: "Where is the yamen servant? How do you know it's not someone pretending to be?"
"Master Qian's government servants are here to see you, why do you need to pretend?" The speaker looked confused, "This is not the first time..."
Fang Zilan frowned slightly, then heard Hongtai say: "Are you a bandit from Mang Mountain? I've seen you before."
"You recognized the wrong person..." The person who spoke hurriedly denied it, but the moment he saw Hongtai's face clearly, his voice stopped abruptly.
Hongtai chuckled and said casually: "Do you recognize me?" The murderous intent hidden in his tone was an obvious warning.
The speaker shook his head like a rattle, "I don't recognize it, I don't recognize it..."
"Let's get down to business." Fang Zilan coughed, and the speaker immediately said as if he was pouring beans, "Master Qian is an old friend of our Mangshan headmaster, and his servants often go to the mountain to deliver a message for Master Qian. Not from Feilingshan..."
He suddenly paused as he spoke, and glanced at Hongtai secretly, "Fei Lingshan's family is the only one, and they are used to being domineering. However, evildoers have their own destiny. The bandits were suppressed a while ago, and the court..."
"Why did Qian Wenxiang go up the mountain?" Fang Zilan interrupted the speaker impatiently. He was stunned and hesitated: "Maybe to vent his anger, the officers and soldiers captured many bandits in Feiling Mountain and handed them over to Lord Qian for disposal. ”
"Why do you need to bring a corpse to express your anger?" Fang Zilan's eyes flashed with suspicion, and the speaker's voice lowered, "That corpse was sent up the mountain by someone..."
"Who sent it and when?" Fang Zilan's expression became colder, and the speaker said tremblingly: "How do I know this? I only know that someone sent it to the mountain about two days ago. At that time, Mr. Qian became very angry, and then there were The officials went up the mountain and carried him away."
Fang Zilan pondered for a moment, and Hongtai said disdainfully: "Open your eyes and tell lies."
The person who spoke pursed his lips and said, "I'm not telling lies... someone did send them up the mountain..."
"Who?" Hong Tai's face was as dark as water, "Feiling Mountain is under the control of officers and soldiers. Who can avoid the eyes and ears of the court and Prime Minister Qian Wen's men and send a corpse up the mountain out of thin air?"
"Of course it's our military advisor..." As soon as the speaker spoke, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.
"Mangshan Military Advisor, Qian Wenxiang's master?" Hongtai suddenly smiled, "It seems that he is more than Qian Wenxiang's dog."
"It doesn't matter whose dog it is." Fang Zilan calmed her expression, "What matters is where the bones went after going down the mountain."
"If it was really carried away by the Yamen servants, where else could they go?" Hongtai chuckled, and Fang Zilan's hand on the sword tightened, "Without further delay, let's go."
Zhen Mier, who was not far away, changed her expression slightly, but still pursued her without hesitation. Wan Jun opened his mouth and followed as if accepting his fate.
"Prime Minister Qian Wen, Jingzhou Mansion." Zhen Mier's voice was very soft. Fang Zilan heard it and shook her head, "No, it's Suzhou Mansion."
Zhen Mi'er reacted quickly, and before she could say anything, Wan Jun said: "Lan'er, Qian Wenxiang is sure that you have no evidence and you don't dare to break into the state capital. Are you going to die?"
"Of course not." Fang Zilan put away the sword with one hand and supported Zhen Mi'er with the other, "If you can't steal it openly, you will steal it secretly."
"But..." Zhen Mi'er was about to speak but Fang Zilan patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Sister Mi'er, you are seriously injured. Let Brother Wan take you back."
"I'm not going back." Zhen Mi'er bit her red lips tightly, and Fang Zilan looked at her steadily, "Sister Mi'er, do you really want me to be distracted?"
"It's not easy to steal a corpse from the state capital. You are alone..." Zhen Mier was interrupted by Hongtai before she could finish her words, "Who said she was alone?"
"You..." Zhen Mi'er looked hesitant, Fang Zilan took her hand and handed her into Wan Jun's hands, "Brother Wan, take sister Mi'er back."
"Okay." Wan Jun responded, then handed a bottle of medicine to Fang Zilan, "Remember to apply the medicine."
"Thank you." Fang Zilan looked at the backs of Wan Jun and Zhen Mier, as if she suddenly couldn't hold on anymore, staggered a step and fell into Hongtai's arms.
"It's really hard for you." Hongtai sighed, and Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and said, "I can still bear it and go to Suzhou Mansion."
"It will be daybreak when you rush over." Hongtai put his arm around Fang Zilan's shoulders, "The sky is clear and the sun is bright, how can you bring a corpse out of the government office?"
Fang Zilan turned away, Hongtai said without hesitation: "You need to rest, that's it for tonight. I'll go to Suzhou Mansion with you tomorrow night."
"This matter cannot be delayed. Once the imperial court learns that King Yucheng is staying in office, they will definitely send someone here. If not before then..." Fang Zilan was worried, but Hongtai was calm, "Even if the imperial court got the news, they would send someone here." , it also takes time, don’t rush it now.”
