Wang Yuanfu's Mansion
The door was open, and the situation in the courtyard was clearly visible. 117 corpses were neatly lined up in the front yard.
A young man with an open mind was holding a short sword more than two feet long, leaning against the screen wall in the courtyard, his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't care about life and death.
Outside the courtyard, the inner court sergeants from three floors inside and three outside surrounded the small courtyard tightly, but no one dared to come forward to encircle and suppress them.
It's not that I haven't tried it before, but as long as I try, any weapon will be cut off by the short knife in the young man's hand, and then his throat will be cut.
In addition, His Majesty requested that those be captured alive, but this young man seemed to only attack rather than defend, and even actively asked for death.
The people in the inner court were tied up, but Zhang Xiaohao was open and closed, so they fell into such a stalemate.
Only when Ye Wuyou, carrying two bottles of wine, appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoyao, did Zhang Xiaoyao's dead eyes waver slightly.
"coming?"
"coming"
Ye Wuyou threw a jar of wine over and said with a smile, "Try it? This was a drunken life that was popular in Luo Jing before, but it is now out of print. That means one jar is too much to drink."
Zhang Xiao took it with his hands, opened the seal of the wine and took a big sip. He smacked his lips and said with regret, "I have been living in the wind, snow, frost and sand in Jubeicheng for 20 years. This is the first time I drank such a delicate wine. It's a bit like what my mother gave me." The cooked porridge tastes like it’s hard to swallow, it’s not refreshing.”
Ye Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth and said softly, "You can also drink in large gulps."
Zhang Xiaojie shook his head and said with a smile, "If you have a chance, you should really go to Jubeicheng, have a drink with those killers, and try the Jianghai experience in Jubeicheng. Those killers don't know a lot of Chinese characters. They also like to be arty. Jubei City is all desert. They don’t know the legend they heard from there. If they insist on saying that this desert is the sea, they call the wine brewed from highland barley to cross the river and sea. The killer who has never seen the sea in his life. But I always thought about breaking into the world.”
"Isn't it ridiculous?"
"It's not ridiculous," Ye Wuyou said with a smile, "People always have something to miss when they are alive."
Zhang Xiaojie was silent for a moment, then sighed, "You are right."
The two of them bumped into each other and drank some wine in a dull manner.
The sergeant outside couldn't help but flash a hint of admiration when he saw the two men's free and easy appearance.
"Can you let me see your knife?" Ye Wuyou said suddenly
"What's this?" Zhang Xiaoyao chuckled, grabbed the blade and handed the knife over. "This is a refined soldier assigned to the woodcutter in Jubeicheng. I asked the old carpenter in Jubeicheng to reforge it for me. The original It's three feet long, but I thought it was too long to hide, so I asked him to forge it into this shape for me."
Ye Wuyou took the short knife. The handle was only four inches, barely enough to be held in one hand. The blade was about three fingers wide. The square blade had no tip. At first glance, it looks like a hatchet commonly used by farmers.
"Is this the woodcutter's weapon?"
"Yes, those weapons for killing talents are all like this. Mine is a little shorter than theirs." Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Do you like it? I'll give it to you."
Ye Wuyou paused, and the hand holding the knife trembled a little.
"I probably won't need this in the future. I'll leave it to you to find out if you can still use it. It would also be great to kill a few Quanrong dog heads for me. If he is buried in the archives, he will lose money. "Zhang Xiaozhao said with some regret.
"Do you have a name?" Ye Wuyou asked in a solemn voice.
"How can I, a big old man, know how to come up with a name?" Zhang Xiaohao laughed, "Why don't you give me one?"
"Then how about not covering it?" Ye Wuyou said softly, "It doesn't cover the wind and rain, it doesn't cover the clouds, it only cuts off the cause and effect."
"Hahaha, what a good name! Let's do it!" Zhang Xiaoxiao said loudly while holding a glass of wine.
After finishing the bottle of wine, Zhang Xiaohao shook the empty jar with some regret, "This Luo Jing's wine is not very large."
"There's still one mouthful left, I have to keep it."
Ye Wuyou looked at the free and easy-looking Zhang Xiaojie and chuckled, "Have you ever done anything for yourself in this life?"
Zhang Xiaoxi thought for a while and said with regret.
"Tsk, tsk, when I think about it, I really haven't done anything to myself. It seems that I have chopped off 2,713 heads of Quanrong just for Jubeicheng in my life."
"I chopped off 117 more heads for my mother, nothing else."
"Then do you want to do something for yourself?" Ye Wuyou said with a smile.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Xiaozhao asked in confusion.
"Sign this and then write a complaint for yourself and your mother. Are you willing?" Ye Wuyou asked.
Zhang Xiaozhao was stunned for a moment, then wrote his name on the confession with a natural expression, and then asked doubtfully, "Twenty years have passed, is it useful?"
Ye Wuyou put away the confession and said calmly, "It's useful. Kill someone to pay for your life. This is the principle of the world. I, Ye Wuyou, was not here 20 years ago, and no one noticed this matter, and I can't control it. Twenty years later, I, Ye Wuyou, will be here , I will take care of this matter."
"Okay!" Zhang Xiaoyao laughed loudly, "Then let me ask Ye Tingfeng to seek justice for me and let me see if there is still light in the sky this week!"
After saying this, Zhang Xiaojiu drank all the wine in the jar and took off his robe.
Then he pointed like a knife and swiped it across his throat
Blood gurgled from his throat. Zhang Xiaojie used the blood as ink and his robe as paper to neatly write down the complaint that he had memorized in his heart for 20 years. The handwriting was the same as when he knelt in front of his lawyer and begged 20 years ago. The complaint was no different, except that the lawyer just looked at the child with a pitiful expression. After writing the complaint, he fled in a hurry and moved the family.
Now there are people standing with their swords in hand to protect themselves from the wind and rain
Not long after, the dying Zhang Xiaoji stood up unsteadily, presented the complaint to Ye Wuyou, and glanced sarcastically at the outside soldiers who were about to attack.
"Ye Tingfeng, I'm tired."
The sound is like an old bellows
Having said that, he passed away suddenly
The body is like a green pine, it does not fall in the wind
Outside the gate, Fuyao looked at the dead Zhang Xiaoyao and said angrily, "Ye Wuyou! How dare you resist the decree!!"
Ye Wuyou held up the complaint in one hand and threw the confession to Fuyao with the other, and said loudly: "The evidence for Wang Yuanfu's family murder case is conclusive. The murderer has confessed and been executed. Master Fuyao, do you have any objections?"
Fuyao ducked in, looked at Ye Wuyou coldly, and said with a stern face, "Do you know what you are doing? You ruined His Majesty's plan!"
Ye Wuyou glanced at Fuyao indifferently and whispered, "Your Majesty wants to use this to win over the officials and show his benevolence, I know."
"But I also know about the unjust case 20 years ago. The complaint has been received. This arrest is to handle the case. No one can stop it. What do you think?"
"Master Fuyao"
Fuyao trembled with anger and said angrily, "Ye Wuyou! To tell the truth, this is just a wrong case from 20 years ago! You just want to find out what you can! What can you do!? What do you want to do?!"
"Please understand everything. It's hard to change your nature, you know" Ye Wuyou said lightly.
Fuyao pointed at Ye Wuyou and said angrily, "What if it breaks the sky! Do you want to die?"
"I won't die," Ye Wuyou said calmly, "A wrong case from 20 years ago? Just?"
"If there is injustice in the world, if the temples and temples do not respond, and the rivers and lakes do not respond, I, Ye Wuyou, will respond to it."
"Master Fuyao, please come back. I am going to go to the docket to look through the files to investigate the case."
"Ye Wuyou! I hope you won't regret it!!!" Fuyao said fiercely
"withdraw!"
