It wasn't until his hand was grabbed by the boy that Zhang Shuchang said with difficulty: "Thank you, young man. I don't have the courage to blame anyone. I can only thank you. Thank you for telling me who the murderer was."
Thank you for telling me...how my daughter died. Thank you. From now on, I will never trouble you again, and you, you can continue your life well. Thanks. "
After speaking, Zhang Shuchang bowed deeply to the young man.
Then hold on to the wall and walk away slowly.
He couldn't hate the little boy. Although he hated him very much, he hated himself even more. But he wanted to forgive him? He can't do it either.
He just didn't want to see it again, he just wanted to find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge his daughter.
Zhang Shuchang knew who that Young Master Sun was.
It was the one who asked him to call him grandpa - Sun Yibing, the famous dandy young master in Shezhou City.
Zhang Shuchang left the state city and entered the mountains and forests to exercise hard and practice hunting.
He knew that if he wanted to avenge his daughter, he must have the ability to deal with Sun Yibing's entourage.
Sun Yibing rarely goes out alone, because that guy is so hateful, and there are so many people who want to kill him.
Every few days, Zhang Shuchang would go to Zhoucheng. Go and sell the collected herbs and the skins of the game you hunted. He hid in the secret again, looking for and watching Sun Yibing's activities.
Anyway, Sun Yibing rarely appears during the day, and the most active time is from Xushi to Haishi (19:00-22:59)
Place of entry and exit: either a restaurant or a flower house.
Zhang Shuchang couldn't enter those places. He would stay downstairs or in the darkness on the street corner. Over and over again, I silently counted the time it would take for that guy to go in.
On February 11th, Zhang Shuchang felt that the time was ripe.
Because this night, Sun Yibing had the smallest number of followers with him. There are only four.
After Sun Yibing entered the flower building, Zhang Shuchang climbed onto the roof of the house opposite the flower building, stringed an arrow, and lay there waiting.
Sun Yibing was the first to come out as usual, but because he drank too much, he was held up by the attendant, with his head tilted on the attendant's shoulder.
Zhang Shuchang pointed his head, drew the bow, and fired!
Who would have thought: the flower girl who escorted Sun Yibing out, whether intentionally or unintentionally, stumbled and pushed the follower in front of him.
The attendant was on the steps. He was unsteady and took a few steps down quickly.
Just in time for Sun Yibing's head to avoid the arrow.
The arrow grazed Sun Yibing's scalp, bringing out a line of blood.
Sun Yibing was so frightened that he suddenly woke up from the drunkenness. He turned around and fled into the flower house, yelling. In the process of escaping, he even grabbed the flower girl and threw her behind him.
Two attendants escorted Sun Yibing into the flower building.
The other two followers chased him under the opposite house, looking for something to step on, and prepared to climb to the roof to catch the murderer who hurt their eldest young master.
Zhang Shuchang quickly slipped off the roof from the other side and ran away.
As he ran, he cursed in his heart that he couldn't hold his breath.
He ran far away and went astray, hid his bow, arrows and hatchet, and then left the city while there was no opportunity for a large-scale search in the city.
It took five days to leave.
When the news subsided five days later, he picked up another load of firewood and went into the city.
At that time, I entered the flower house and climbed into the flower girl's room through the window.
While observing Sun Yibing, Zhang Shuchang also tried his best to find out the layout and number of people in the flower house where Sun Yibing came most often.
In order to accurately ambush a prey, a lot of preparations need to be done in the early stage. Zhang Shuchang will not be careless.
When Hua Niang saw him, instead of shouting in surprise, she quickly locked the door, then pulled out an oilcloth bundle from the bottom of the suitcase in the corner and stuffed it into his hand.
"It's a bloody coat, take it and leave quickly. Don't assassinate him, it's not worth it. Your daughter will want you to live well. Take these evidences and go to the state government to sue him."
A series of actions and words made Zhang Shuchang confused for a while.
Zhang Shuchang didn't react until he was pushed a few times by Hua Niang.
After bowing deeply to the flower girl, he tied the bundle tightly on his shoulders and climbed out of the window again.
In the baggage, there were not only bloody clothes, but also a bloody dagger.
It's the kind of dagger that young masters often carry in their arms. Although it is only about a foot long and inlaid with gold and jade, its blade is usually extremely sharp.
Dandies also cherish their lives, quite a lot.
Zhang Shuchang, who was hiding where the person was carrying him, looked at the blood stains on the dagger, feeling extremely hurt and filled with hatred.
He really, really wanted to kill the murderer, but Hua Niang's words, "Your daughter hopes you live well," always rang in his ears.
So, he took the physical evidence and beat the drum in front of the state government office.
Subsequently, the state government sent officials to arrest Sun Yibing.
February 21, the twelfth year of the Daxia Calendar, is no time. (13:00)
The Shezhou government office hall and hall doors are wide open.
The killing sticks in the hands of the government officials hit the ground, and the court trial began.
The people watching outside the hall also silenced their voices solemnly.
Huang Ronggui, the governor, dressed in official uniform representing the majesty of the imperial court and stepping on sticks, walked behind the Gaotaitang case. This time, he made an exception and personally tried the case.
He was stunned: "Bring someone to attack Sun Yibing!"
On the left side of the court door, in a room specially designed for holding prisoners, two government officials escorted Sun Yibing out.
Sun Yibing, who was about twenty years old, looked a little miserable.
There were shackles on his feet, a shackle on his neck, and his hands were shackled in front of his chest. He swayed here and there with every step he took.
But the robe was clean and tidy, with no blood, no tatters, or even dirt. Her long hair is also half pulled up and tied up at the top, and the crown is straight, which makes her face fairer and smoother.
He was taken to the hall and stood there without kneeling.
This made the people's brows knot into knots. But they couldn't make a sound, because Sun Yibing was indeed chained with shackles and shackles.
Sun Yibing was a scholar and had a reason not to kneel.
Huang Ronggui, the governor, looked at Sun Yibing and said: "Sun Yibing, on January 18, the twelfth year of the Great Xia calendar, at the end of Haishi (23:00), you were walking in Hualou and met Zhang Zhizhi, a woman who was eager to get medicine for her father.
When you see her beauty, you will suddenly become malicious.
He dragged him into a long quiet alley and tried to do something wrong. How can I bear to be drunk and helpless, and be broken free by him.
When I was trying to escape, I was killed by you with a knife. Do you agree? "
Sun Yibing shook his head and replied calmly: "Xiaosheng doesn't recognize it. Xiaosheng is a gentle scholar. Even if he is drunk, how can he be a person who can do such evil things? Please tell me, Lord Governor."
These words caused a cry of "appeal" from the people outside the hall.
Some people had the courage to shout: "Sun Yibing, I'm sorry you have the nerve to say it. You are a bad person to the neighbors. Who doesn't know? You are also a scholar? Is the examiner blind?"
After shouting, quickly shrink your neck and hide behind others.
"Hahaha"
The people responded with encouraging laughter.
Huang Ronggui's face grew long after hearing this.
