"Linlang," Princess Yiguang turned to look at her female officer, "Master's certificate!"
"Yes, Your Highness." Linlang responded loudly.
Without even looking at the panicked elders of the Chen clan in the hall, she turned around and strode out of the main hall.
"You two," Princess Yiguang looked at Yingpan and Fan Ting who were smiling behind her, and her voice softened, "There is some blood and filth down here. The children are still young and not suitable to stay here. You two go to the side first. Come sit down in the hall."
Yingpan and Fan Ting looked at each other, agreed, and then confessed their sins to other clan elders before following their waitress to the side hall next to them.
Bloody, dirty?
All the old princes and princesses in the palace had just come to their senses, but now they couldn't help but panic when they heard Princess Yiguang's words.
These people have a respectable status, and as long as they are not rebellious, almost no one will bother them. Their lives have been far away from blood and filth for too long, and they are a little overwhelmed for a while.
squeak~
The door to the main hall opened again.
Phew~
The wind blew.
What followed was a smell of blood and corruption.
The April spring breeze was still chilly, but at this time everyone couldn't care less and held their noses one after another.
Ugh~
The smell was so strong that everyone in the hall almost suffocated.
Some people's stomachs were so noisy that they almost vomited.
"It smells so bad. What the hell is this smell?" Some people rolled their eyes because they couldn't stand it.
What else could it taste like?
Naturally, it is the stench of corpses that have been put away for a long time.
Many people reacted immediately, and their backs suddenly felt cold.
Those who were timid even looked away and couldn't help but step back.
Sure enough, after a while, more than ten corpses with names on them were carried in by the guards of the Zhenguo Palace.
Someone dared to take a look.
Except for one of the many corpses, the others had already become so rotten that they could no longer be seen as human. Some even had corpse maggots crawling around in the carrion.
These old princes and princesses couldn't bear it anymore and vomited them out.
"Yi Guang," although Old Zongling was almost breathless from the smoke, his identity prevented him from escaping, so he could only endure the nausea and murmured: "This smell is really unbearable, otherwise..."
Um?
Princess Yiguang stared at him coldly, and the crested staff in her hand seemed to move. Old Zongling did not dare to say any more.
He had no choice but to change the topic, "These corpses look like they have been dead for a long time, and there is no trace of human shape on them. How do you...how do you know their identities?"
Princess Yiguang didn't answer, and raised her gaze to the outside of the palace.
"Linlang, let the people at the side door come in and recognize you."
The female officer responded and walked out quickly.
Not long after, the small door outside the main hall opened.
Linlang walked in with a large group of shrinking ordinary people.
Looking at the tall and majestic wealthy palaces in front of them, these common people were very restrained and didn't know where to put their hands and feet.
Those who are brave must be brave enough to say, "This female general, this is some kind of royal palace compound. I wonder... where is my boy now?"
However, some people already felt that something was wrong and began to cry suppressedly.
"Hmm, general, did my dog Sheng do something?"
"If he is really bold enough to offend someone, please give your master a good lesson... Hmm, as long as he doesn't lose his life, the old man's family will have no complaints."
…
Linlang was silent for a while, "Your children are right in front, let's go."
Aunt Ma from Yiyangfang followed silently.
She clutched a small bag in her hand.
It contained some broken silver.
She got it from selling her house in Yiyangfang, and she was going to thank the kind people who helped her find her son.
However, the further they walked, the more Aunt Ma's heart dropped.
The strong smell of corpses gradually drifted here.
Aunt Ma's legs suddenly became weak and she fell to the ground, unable to get up again.
Others also reacted, and their hands and feet suddenly became weak and weak, and their faces were filled with tears.
However, they were still sensible and knew that this was not a place they could afford to mess with, so they could only suppress and cry softly.
"Let's go." Linlang said slowly, "Your child is waiting for you to take him home."
A group of people walked for a long time in a short distance of more than ten feet.
Entering the main hall, I came to a row of corpses.
The joy in the hearts of these people finally disappeared. They could no longer suppress it and burst into tears.
Especially Aunt Ma, her eyes turned around and landed directly on the relatively complete body, and she quickly recognized her son.
"Little dragon..."
Not knowing where she got the strength, she suddenly pounced towards Ma Xiaolong's body like a tiger.
"Aunt Ma," Linlang walked over and squatted down, "these corpses are all related to a case of colluding with foreign enemies to betray the country and seek glory. That is a major event to kill the nine tribes. You'd better look for it. Is he really your son Ma Xiaolong?"
Madam Ma was illiterate and didn't even look at the name on the stretcher.
She didn't seem to hear Linlang's words, but groped her son's cold and stiff face with despair.
The other people also came to their senses at this time.
They were also illiterate and looked at the corpses on other stretchers that were so rotten that their faces could not be distinguished, and they didn't know what to do for a while.
Princess Yiguang stood up.
"Uncles and aunts, although these corpses are difficult to identify, the children you gave birth to will always have some characteristics or scars on their bodies. Go look for them yourself."
"Although people cannot be resurrected after death, if it is really your child, at least I can allow you to take him home for burial after the incident. Otherwise, they will not be able to enter their ancestral graves and will be wandering outside as lonely ghosts, unable to reincarnate in the next life. Can’t be reborn.”
People of this era have an almost suffocating feeling about fallen leaves returning to their roots and returning to their ancestors' graves after death.
The group of crying people looked at each other.
Someone hesitated for a moment, then trembled and endured the stench and stepped forward, carefully turning over the rotting corpses and examining the physical features on them.
Someone took the lead, and others wiped away their tears and stepped forward to find their children.
"Hmm, my dog Sheng was naughty when he was little. He jumped off the wall. A large piece of meat was missing from his left knee. Now it's a scar the size of a bowl. Has anyone seen it?"
"Hmm, my family is very greedy. When I was a kid, I ate my master's steamed buns secretly and got three fingers chopped off on my right hand. Did anyone see it?"
Huh!
As soon as the words finished here, someone suddenly said, "This corpse is missing three fingers on its right hand. It should be your Shuigen."
Mrs. Luo stumbled over and turned over the corpse's right hand carefully, then burst into tears.
"My poor child..."
The elders of the Chen clan in the main hall have become accustomed to the stench in the air, and they are somewhat breathless.
They couldn't help but stretch out and take a look, and sure enough, there were three big characters written on the stretcher: Luo Shuigan.
"Luo Shuigen, who lives outside Baihu Street, was the second-class servant of Lan Dong, the second son of Hongsheng Guerrilla General Mansion. He disappeared on September 20 last year. Lan Dong said he sent him out to buy fireworks for the New Year, but Luo Shuigen never returned. .”
General Hongsheng's Mansion?
Whose family is this? I’ve never heard of it.
The most important thing is that the owner of the house clearly remembers the whereabouts of a second-class servant. This is obviously unreasonable.
The elders of the Chen clan in the main hall looked at each other.
These people are either princes or princesses. The Lan family is just a sixth-grade guerrilla general. Their status is too far away from them and it is impossible to contact them in normal times, so they have no impression at all.
"Bring in the second young master of the Lan family."
(End of chapter)
