What is he laughing at?
Do you laugh at her downfall or at her frivolity?
who cares! She has hated this place for a long time, and she finally met Huang Jiwei. Today, she will be able to find out the truth of that year when she takes this trip to Qing Yihou.
The unknown smile on Wei Li's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a businesslike and indifferent tone: "After we have settled the matter here, I will naturally take you away."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Xu Zhihuai finally breathed a sigh of relief and glanced coldly at the stunned Wu Yuan: "What about him? What will happen to them?"
She no longer wanted to call him uncle.
He and they are clearly separated and there is no longer any involvement.
Wei Li said calmly: "As soon as the documents from the Ministry of Punishment come down, the house will be searched."
"Catch those who deserve to be caught, and kill those who deserve to be killed."
Wu Yuan turned pale with fright and almost fainted again.
Huang Jiwei only investigates cases and makes calculations, but they never do the chores.
Xu Zhihuai frowned unnoticeably, feeling extremely regretful.
She knew how much Wu Yuan had benefited from over the years.
Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly saw a Huangji guard flashing in and whispering back.
Xu Zhihuai didn't dare to eavesdrop, so he retreated.
Unexpectedly, Wei Li snorted softly from his nose: "Mrs. Wu hanged herself."
Xu Zhihuai frowned slightly, and then heard his subordinate say: "The man is not dead, he is slightly injured."
It is extremely stupid to still seek death and make trouble at this time.
Wu Yuan was sweating like rain, and he groaned and wanted to speak.
Wei Li picked up the tea bowl and said, "This is going to be difficult. I don't want to kill anyone tonight."
Wu Yuan struggled even more desperately after hearing this.
"Master Hou, I have said everything I need to say. Beizhi's family members are innocent. It's just a letter, why bother to involve the Ministry of Punishment and hurt everyone's harmony? Please, Master Hou, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face..."
"Are you teaching me how to do things? Come here, take Master Wu to broaden his horizons."
Wei Li lost interest in drinking tea, got up and went to the main courtyard, striding like lightning, the wind blowing under his feet.
Xu Zhihuai hesitated and followed.
In the courtyard, all the old and young people of Wu Mansion were kneeling on the ground.
Mrs. Wu's hair was disheveled, her face was full of tears, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were red.
She was in trouble, but she didn't dare to be rude to outsiders, scolding the maid, but she was reluctant to scold her good husband. She searched eagerly with her eyes, and when she saw Xu Zhihuai standing quietly in the corridor, she gritted her teeth.
"You little bitch! What trouble did you get into!"
Naturally, there was nothing nice to say in her mouth, and she was quickly gagged.
Xu Zhihuai's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Wei Li stood in the corridor, with his hands behind his back, looking at everyone with contempt for everything: "After struggling all night, Mr. Wu's speech is still unclear. In this case, I would like to teach Mr. Wu a lesson about this tongue. How to use it."
As soon as he finished speaking, several Huangji Guards suddenly pulled out extremely sharp daggers from their sleeves, their movements neat and murderous.
Xu Zhihuai's heart skipped a beat. Before he could realize what they were going to do, he heard the screams.
The figure flashed past, raising the knife and dropping it.
The boy, with his mouth full of blood, fell to the ground whimpering, frightening everyone into panic.
He spit out blood continuously from his mouth, and his body curled up hard.
While Wu Yuan was stunned, someone threw a small piece of soft meat on his face. It was half of the boy's tongue that had been cut off.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
Wu Yuan knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, curling up.
One, two, three... quickly and neatly.
Huang Jiwei was so ruthless that he pulled out his mouth and cut his tongue, causing blood to flow all over the ground.
A living person is worse than a piece of grass in their hands.
Xu Zhihuai's face turned pale, and the biting coldness penetrated his heart bit by bit.
His mouth was open and bloody, his tongue was cut off in pieces, he was wailing, and the stone slabs stained red with blood became wet.
There is no hell on earth better than this.
This tragic endgame brought back memories that had been hidden in Xu Zhihuai's heart for a long time. She couldn't help but think about it, remember it, and feel it... The blazing fire that night seemed to reappear, right before her eyes.
Her heartbeat was racing and her stomach was churning with nausea.
Xu Zhihuai couldn't help but turn away to retching, and happened to catch a glimpse of Jinhua, who was huddled in the corner, panicking, and saw her grinning as if she was about to cry.
Xu Zhihuai frowned and raised his hand to make a silent gesture to her.
Jinhua covered her mouth in a hurry and cried muffledly.
Xu Zhihuai endured the discomfort and retracted his spreading thoughts, then heard Wei Li say coldly: "Master Wu, you should know by now how precious your tongue is, right?"
Wu Yuan was so frightened that he slumped on the ground stupidly. He did not beg for mercy or speak, and did not respond for a long time.
Wei Li lowered his eyes, his angular face looking particularly cold: "It seems that Mr. Wu's ears are not very good either."
As soon as they finished speaking, they grabbed those people on the ground and cut off their ears one by one.
Xu Zhihuai couldn't help but retched again.
Wu Yuan howled like crazy, sometimes scratching his face, sometimes hitting his chest, but soon he calmed down again, as if he had given up and accepted his fate: "Master Hou, I know that Xu Zhigao has Xie Junhao in his hands. There is evidence of corruption and perversion of the law, but he didn’t hand it over to a humble position!”
Prey bitten by wild beasts cannot escape.
After hearing this, Wei Li raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and then slowly lowered his hands that had been behind his back: "Master Wu finally got the idea."
He waved his hand and signaled them to escort Wu Yuan back to Qingmensi. As for the others, as long as they are still alive, they will all be left in the custody of the Ministry of Punishment.
Xu Zhihuai stared blankly at those bloody faces, still vaguely able to tell who was who from their clothes.
If she hadn't broken the boat, she would have been doomed tonight.
Xu Zhihuai took a deep breath, but his body was still shaking uncontrollably, shaking violently.
It's daybreak, and the wind is dying to wake you up.
Xu Zhihuai turned his eyes back and looked at Wei Li.
He was still standing in the corridor, bathed in the peaceful morning light. His murderous aura had faded away and became brighter. The unexpectedly handsome Zhou Zheng was not even half as ferocious as the bloodthirsty Yama.
That's how it is with a human face and an animal heart.
The killing is over and everything is peaceful.
When Wei Li turned around and walked towards her, Xu Zhihuai shrank back slightly, but did not dare to really avoid it.
Where could she hide?
Saving your life first is the best policy.
When his hand fell on her shoulder, Xu Zhihuai shuddered.
Wei Li looked straight at her with his deep eyes, her little face that had lost all color was filled with fear and anxiety: "Are you really going to follow me?"
Xu Zhihuai was stunned for a while, and then she remembered to smile at him. She released her tightly clenched hands, carefully held his sleeves, nodded, and showed weakness to please: "I am willing to follow the Marquis, and I will be single-mindedly committed from now on."
The cool lips curled up again.
His eyes were sharp and satisfied, like a bloodthirsty and well-fed beast, leisurely looking at its next prey.
