The man in brocade clothes is about fifty years old, with a resolute face, a straight back, steady and powerful steps, and an aura of calmness and self-power.
He walked out of the long street, stopped in front of two heads, then bowed deeply, and said in a guilty and sad voice:
"You two, I'm sorry. It was my ignorance that allowed a bad thief to sneak into the uncle's house, so that he took advantage of the prestige of the uncle's house to kill two people. I hereby deeply regret and apologize to you two. "
As he spoke, he straightened up.
A servant came up from behind and handed him three sharp daggers.
He took the daggers, without even frowning, and pierced the three daggers into his chest one after another.
The air became silent for a moment.
Everyone was frightened by the sudden violent behavior of the man in brocade.
Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes trembled slightly and he was also startled.
He also thought that the Guojiu Mansion killed Goatee and the others in order to silence them, and then refused to admit that the death of the couple was related to the Guojiu Mansion, so when he saw the Guojiu Mansion carrying out several mute corpses At that time, I was extremely angry for a moment.
However, I didn't expect that the uncle's office would not only admit it generously, but also take the attitude of admitting his mistakes.
This made the anger in his heart gradually subside, and he felt a sense of shame for judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
"Ahem——"
The dagger might have pierced his internal organs. The man in brocade suddenly coughed violently and coughed up several large mouthfuls of blood.
He took a few breaths and then gestured to the servant behind him.
The servant understood, spread out the stretcher carrying the body on the ground, and took off the white cloth.
The faces of the goatee man and the seven strong men who followed him to collect debts suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
Zhang Xiaozhu observed with a subtle state of mind and confirmed that these eight people had indeed lost their vitality.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
I thought that it would take a lot of trouble to get Goatee and the others to plead guilty and be punished, and that they might even have a big fight with the Guojiu Mansion. I never thought that the Guojiu Mansion would be so selfless and clean in doing things.
The man in brocade clothes looked at the heads of the couple and continued: "The eight thieves who murdered you two have been executed according to the family law. My uncle was filled with guilt and decided to provide money to support the two children. To apologize and to compensate.”
After saying that, he bowed deeply again and said sadly: "The blood feud between you two has been avenged. The uncle's office takes care of everything in your family. As the saying goes, people cannot be resurrected after death, so you two can put aside all the obsessions during your life and go to reincarnation with peace of mind." Bar."
He knelt down and stroked his palms over the couple's angry eyes, and they immediately closed their eyes.
Then he picked up the lid of the box on the side and closed the brocade box, and said: "You two, please be patient. I have sent people to find your bodies, and I will definitely let them be buried whole."
He thought of everything.
The supporters of Guojiu Mansion who witnessed everything, instead of lowering their favorable impression of Guojiu Mansion because of the murderers such as Goatee, became more supportive and respectful to Guojiu Mansion.
Even Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but admire Guojiu's attitude and responsibility. Wrong was wrong. He stood at attention when he was beaten, paid compensation and confessed, so that no one could say "no".
The man in brocade clothes stood up, walked towards Zhang Xiaopou and Niu Dawa, bowed his hands and said, "I, Shan Liangji, am the head nurse of the uncle's house. Please give me your advice."
"I don't dare to take it seriously." Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa returned the favor.
"The tragedy has occurred, and I am heartbroken. No one can be resurrected after death, so I can only do what I can to comfort the souls of the dead, appease the living, and atone for my sins. It's just that the incident happened suddenly, and it is inevitable that there was some ill-considered thing. I wonder if you two young masters can give me some advice?" Shan Liangji asked.
"This couple has a girl. I wonder where she is now?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
Shan Liangji replied: "The girl has been imprisoned in a private house in Nancheng by these evil thieves. I have sent capable men to rescue her. I think there will be no danger to her life, but her parents died suddenly. She will definitely be heartbroken. I just hope She can be stronger and get over her sadness as soon as possible. Ahem——"
As he was speaking, he suddenly coughed violently and coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.
He took a deep breath, forced to stop his coughing, and asked Zhang Xiaozu: "Master, do you have any other questions?"
"No more." Zhang Xiaozu shook his head.
There is indeed no more, because Shan Liangji has already considered everything.
"In this case, I'll excuse you." Shan Liangji said.
His face gradually turned from pale to swollen and red. It seemed that he could no longer suppress the injury in his chest, but he remained calm and calm.
When he turned around to leave, his steps were still steady and strong, and his demeanor remained intact.
Niu Dawa looked at Shan Liangji's leaving figure and couldn't help but exclaimed: "He is a cruel person!"
Zhang Xiaozu nodded.
In the distance, Wang Wu, who was leaning against the wall and "watching the excitement," shook his head and left.
In his opinion it was best that the matter ended there.
The murderer was brought to justice, the dead were avenged, and the living were able to safely settle down.
Everything works perfectly.
There is no need to delve into it, and it cannot be done, because it is likely to lead to chaos and many people will die.
So it’s better to be confused, because smart people often don’t live long.
Wang Wu shook his head, feeling that he was becoming more and more sentimental recently.
At the same time, I became more and more afraid of death.
So he quickened his pace, wanting to return to the yamen as soon as possible. There was a group of colleagues there who were equally afraid of death, and he felt safe staying with them.
Especially their county magistrate, who is most timid and afraid of death, pretending to be crazy and acting like a grandson all day long.
However, such a soft-hearted county magistrate is deeply loved and loved by the people who live at the bottom of society, because he is the grandson of a bureaucrat and a powerful person, and he is the official who feeds and cloths the people.
Holding the gavel in hand cannot determine the path of one's own official career, but it can determine the suffering of the people.
It’s just that this cowardly county magistrate has been very miserable recently.
He has always felt that if he is such a grandson, then his son will definitely be able to learn the truth and be more cowardly and grandson than he is.
However, the opposite happened.
Not only was his son not a softie, but he was very tough and domineering. He raised his head and looked at people with his nostrils all day long, walking as if he didn't recognize his relatives. It felt like the entire imperial capital could hardly accommodate him.
It is said that he offended Niu Guangmao in Wanjiange two days ago, which made the cowardly county magistrate worried to death.
Yesterday I heard that Niu Guangmao was being protected by Butcher Zhang. The cowardly county magistrate felt that his whole body was not well. He was crying and wanted to give away the white-haired man to the black-haired man.
Wang Wu was able to see Niu Guangmao's true appearance today, and he felt that there was an unspeakable evil nature and ferocity in this man, so he felt that it was very necessary to go back and warn the cowardly county magistrate that his arrogant son must not Provoke Niu Guangmao again, otherwise he will really give away the white-haired man to the black-haired man.
Uncle Guo's Mansion, Study Room.
The bloated body of Cao Deming, the uncle of the country, lay on the large vermilion chair.
The width of this vermilion chair is not ordinary, but extremely wide, because the size of this chair is more than four times that of an ordinary chair.
Cao Deming is so fat that his whole body is like a mountain of flesh. If his body shakes slightly, all the fat will flow out of his skin.
The weather was not hot at the moment, but he was so hot that he was naked and covered in sweat. Six maids gathered around to fan him, but it didn't work.
"Is the matter resolved?" Cao Deming opened his lazy eyelids and looked at Shan Liangji who walked in the door and asked.
"Sir, it's all settled." Shan Liangji hurriedly walked forward and reported back.
The wound on his chest has been bandaged and is not serious.
"Too careless." Cao Deming said with a slight frown.
"This subordinate was negligent and failed to discipline his subordinates. Please punish me, sir," Shan Liangji said.
"I can't blame you." Cao Deming raised his fat palm and waved it, and said: "It's just that our money gap is too big. The fortifications in the south are in a hurry to ask for money. We are in a hurry, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong. That little girl Woolen cloth?"
"I'm locked up in a private house in the south of the city." Shan Liangji replied.
"Go and ask the young master of the Fang family, do you still want me? If you do, the price will be doubled. We can't let eight brothers die in vain." Cao Deming said with a fierce look in his eyes.
Shan Liangji frowned and muttered: "I'm afraid that the price is too high and the young master of the Fang family will be scared away."
Cao Deming said: "It's a good idea to scare her away. Let's keep it for ourselves. That girl was born with a strange fragrance and is also handsome. Let the old madam train her well. When the Dengxian Pavilion is completed and opened, she will be enough to be the leader. Then she will make a lot more money."
"I will send someone to ask later." Shan Liangji nodded.
"Don't be in a hurry. Let it sit for a few days and let the young master of the Fang family worry first. Only when he is anxious can we get a good price," Cao Deming said.
"The master is wise."
"The fortifications in the south have encountered a difficult situation." Cao Deming's tone suddenly turned gloomy.
"What's the matter?"
"The last pavilion of Dengxian Pavilion has to walk over a mountain, but there are many dead bones of soldiers buried on this mountain. A dozen old immortals with missing arms and legs jumped out from nowhere, saying that they would defend the remains of their comrades to the death. We are not allowed to start construction unless our bones are trampled on.”
"My subordinates will do it now."
Cao Deming said with a serious expression: "Be careful. The remains of soldiers are very sensitive. If they are not handled properly, they may be irreversible. Do you understand?"
"Subordinates must be careful."
"Let's arrange a scapegoat to be prepared." Cao Deming raised a smirk on his lips.
"Do you have a suitable candidate?"
"Huo Pingfan, Grand Master of Jingxian County, has a young master named Huo Xingwu. This son has extraordinary temperament and is worthy of such a great responsibility."
"OK."
…
Zhang Xiaozu took Zhou Jianlai back to Yunzhu Courtyard.
Niu Dawa and Ye Mingyue went to survey the terrain for their useless business, preparing a perfect ambush location far away.
The school was filled with the sound of books, and Su Jin was teaching on the podium.
Zhang Xiaozu did not dare to come forward to disturb him. He walked lightly and carried Zhou Jianlai on his back to the west wing.
Then he sat on the edge of the bed and became stunned.
He still didn't understand. He was just out of good intentions and helped the couple pay off their debt. Why did he end up killing the couple?
Was he at fault for the death of this couple?
He was thinking so hard that his forehead was sweating and he didn't understand it, but he didn't know that the more he clung to the answer, the more his thoughts would get into a dead end and he couldn't get out.
"Is there any water? I'm so thirsty."
Just when Zhang Xiaozu was almost going crazy thinking about it, Zhou Jianlai's voice suddenly sounded from the bed behind him.
"Brother Zhou, you are finally awake!" Zhang Xiaozhu shouted in surprise.
