The two short men were holding long knives, and their swordsmanship was fast, strange and cruel.
At this time, the two of them had realized that the two guys in black clothes and masks, holding Japanese swords, were not their own people, and they were definitely not Japanese.
But why did the other party pretend to be a Japanese? Could it be that the status of the Japanese in the Ming Dynasty was already so high? The two men were puzzled.
What makes them sweat even more is that these two people are obviously not used to using Japanese swords, but they can still fight with them inextricably. What does it mean? It means that the opponent's kung fu is higher than yours!
The two realized this and immediately communicated in Japanese during the fight.
"Hold on, I'll report to the master!"
"Okay, hold on, I'll go back quickly!"
"No, I'm saying hold on."
"Bastard, why should I hold on?"
Little did the two of them know that Zhan Yu's kung fu might have dropped to a level similar to theirs because of his incompetence with weapons, but Zhang Wu Xin was able to do it with ease. The reason why he didn't kill was because he was waiting for someone else.
Suddenly, a torch lit up outside the guest house, and An Qingyue's voice came from outside, as well as the voices of the Shuntian Mansion police officers.
"Quick, I heard that someone wants to kill someone and silence him. Protect Zhao Er quickly!"
Zhao Er's eyes filled with tears. He had never felt that the policemen of Shuntian Mansion were so cute. He was just thinking about whether to take advantage of the chaos to escape or what, when he heard a scream.
Zhang Wuxin had killed him. With his opponent's skill, he wouldn't have killed him with just one strike. But Zhang Wuxin had been hiding his strength in front of him. After fighting the opponent for a long time, he thought he was only a little higher than him.
As a result, Zhang Wuxin suddenly merged his sword with his sword. The opponent couldn't bear this sudden change. He barely swung Zhang Wuxin's short knife away. It didn't hit his throat, but half of his neck was cut off.
He covered his neck and yelled something hoarsely. Zhang Wuxin knew that he was shouting, "This is not our move!" He waved the knife with his backhand and said "Yes", and the other party's head flew up.
The remaining short man roared fiercely and rushed towards Zhan Yu with a knife, trying to carve a bloody path. But Zhang Wuxin and Zhan Yu attacked from both sides, piercing his chest and back in three moves.
Zhao Er no longer hesitated, let go of his throat and shouted: "Captain An, Captor Tian, hurry up, I'm here, come and save me!"
Soon enough, the heroic Shuntian Mansion policemen kicked open the door of the guest house, swarmed in, and launched a fierce attack on the two "assassins".
Seeing that the opponent was outnumbered, the two assassins had no choice but to retreat. Before leaving, Zhang Wuxin waved his hand, and a six-pointed dart flew straight towards Zhao Er.
The dart was fast and urgent, making a whining sound in the air. Zhao Er was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a scream.
With a ding, the dart was knocked to the ground by An Qingyue! Zhao Er just raised his head and saw Zhang Wuxin wave his hand again, this time three darts were fired at once!
An Qingyue swung her sword to block, blocking two darts one after another, but the third one missed the net and was nailed to the table leg by a hair's breadth.
Zhao Er's face turned pale, and he thought to himself that if I didn't have the arrester and the table legs today, my life would be over!
The assassin finally ran away, and Zhao Er followed An Qingyue and the others obediently out of the farm, fearing that he would be silenced if he was too slow.
By the time Zhao Wenhua received the news from the banker and arrived with his servants and Yan Zhihu sent by Yan Shifan, the guest house was already empty.
Yan Shifan looked very serious, and he realized that something bad might happen now.
Lannu's family didn't intercept her. Although she didn't know if Xiao Feng was hiding her at home, it was most likely that she had already arrived in the capital.
Now that Zhao Er has been dug out again, this kid is also a destabilizing factor.
At that time, he wanted to kill Zhao Er, but Zhao Wenhua was soft-hearted. He not only cared about being a relative, but also felt that he had served him for many years.
Thinking of this, Yan Shifan glared at Zhao Wenhua fiercely.
Zhao Wenhua dared not speak out in anger, thinking to himself, didn't you say that the two you sent were masters? How could they be killed so easily by An Qingyue's men?
"It wasn't An Qingyue who did it. Although her kung fu is good, she and her gang of agents can't kill my people!
It must have been Zhan Yu and the people from Wudang Mountain who did it. Today, someone saw people from Wudang Mountain at the gate of the city. "
Zhao Wenhua trembled with fright and thought to himself that this godbrother is indeed as witty as a demon. Even before I said anything, he saw what I was thinking and quickly changed his smile.
"Donglou, although Zhao Er fell into the hands of An Qingyue, he has seen the world. Shuntian Mansion does not dare to use severe punishment without evidence, so he should be fine."
Yan Shifan shook his head solemnly, he was not so optimistic. An Qingyue may not be able to do anything, but it's hard to say for Xiao Feng.
"Rangzhihu, go find Thousand-Armed Tathagata again and tell him that he cannot admit anything Zhao Er said, otherwise, his precious children will not survive!"
Yan Zhihu followed the order and left. Yan Shifan took out a pill from his arms and waved. The girl who was pouring wine came over timidly and knelt at his feet.
Yan Shifan stuffed the pill into the girl's mouth, glanced at Zhao Wenhua irritably, and waved his hand.
"It's time for you to go."
At dawn the next day, Yan Song received Jiajing's order to hear the trial in Shuntian Mansion.
Because they were going to Shuntian Mansion, they didn't have as many worries as in Xiyuan, so Yan Shifan could naturally follow him. When the father and son arrived at Shuntian Mansion, the gate of the mansion had already been cleared by government officials.
This was something Yan Song expected. This case involved two princes and it was impossible for ordinary people to observe it. However, Yan Shifan keenly discovered that in addition to the Yamen servants, there were also several Jinyi guards standing guard!
Yan Shifan whispered to his father: "Long Live should be here too."
Yan Song nodded, feeling a little heavy in his heart. He knew that in this case, Yan Shifan said he was helping King Jing design King Yu, but in fact there were other reasons, but he didn't know how much Xiao Feng found out.
As soon as he entered the lobby, Xiao Feng, dressed in regular clothes, blue and white, sat on the seat of the presiding judge. When he saw Yan Song and his son, he just smiled and cupped his hands.
"You two gentlemen, please ask the back hall to hear the trial."
Now that they knew Jiajing was here, Yan Song and his son certainly wouldn't say anything more to him. They nodded and walked into the back hall. Sure enough, as soon as they entered the back hall, they saw Jiajing, Huang Jin and Lu Bing.
They looked out from the carved screen in the back hall and could see what was going on in the lobby, but when they looked in from the lobby, they couldn't see anything clearly. This is the standard setting of the back hall of the government.
Obviously others didn't have to wait, Xiao Feng picked up the gavel and knocked it on the table twice.
"Come here, bring Lan Nu's parents."
The couple's clothes had been changed, and the original clothes were too fishy from the seaweed. The two of them looked up at Xiao Feng nervously, and the woman couldn't help but sob.
"Wu Zuo, bring up the female body and ask these two to identify it."
The female body surrounded by ice was carried up. She was completely naked, with a piece of coarse cloth covering her waist. She was pale and green.
Even if you already knew that your daughter was murdered, seeing the scarred body with your own eyes would have a completely different impact.
The woman rushed forward and shouted "my son" and immediately fainted. The man finally managed to hold his hand a bit, and just stood there crying, trembling all over.
"Is this your daughter?"
"My lord, although I have grown up a bit over the past two or three years, I am still unmistakable. The birthmark on my shoulder is also unmistakable."
"Where does your family live? When did your daughter separate? Tell me one by one."
"The villain is from Hushan Mountain in Cixi County, Ningbo Prefecture. He makes a living by fishing and drying fish. His wife spins cloth at home.
The villain had two daughters at that time. The eldest daughter was married and the younger daughter was raised by her side. She originally wanted to find a son-in-law. That year, the young lady was selected by the then county magistrate Lai Tiangong during the Long Live Contest.
There is only one daughter left in the villain's family, so she is in compliance with the exemption regulations. But Mr. Lai said that the other selected daughters had hidden diseases, so he took the little girl away by force.
In fact, the villain knows that Master Lai needs money to be exempted. The villain went around and borrowed money to send it, but Master Lai turned his back and said that there was nothing he could do about the people who were already on the list.
The villain was helpless, so he cried with his wife, and that was it. He only hoped that his daughter could live a good life in the palace. After a few years, when she got older, she might be able to be released.
Who knew, someone came to my house with a portrait a few days ago, and I learned that my daughter had passed away, and she died so miserably. Sir, please avenge the villain's daughter! "
At this time, the woman had also woken up, climbed to her husband's side, and kowtowed to Xiao Feng together with her husband.
There was a loud sound and blood covered their faces. The government officials on both sides turned their faces away because of it, unable to bear to look directly at it. Xiao Feng was unmoved, his face as calm as autumn water.
He is the chief referee, the referee of this game. He cannot show any inclination towards any party, even if it is just normal sympathy for human nature.
He had to make Jiajing believe that he, like him, didn't care about the fate of these common people, but only wanted to help him figure out the conflict between his two sons.
Jiajing in the back hall was equally calm and indifferent, not even turning his head to look at Yan Song.
But Yan Song's back was already wet and cold. Fortunately, it was winter and it couldn't be seen through the thick court clothes.
"Submit your confession and ask them to sign it. Then step back. Take Zhao Er with you!"
