Fu Yunqing walked towards him, held the blade between his fingers, moved it away slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Isn't this a coincidence? The Eighth Prince and I came to visit Mr. Chen, but we met Gang Leader Chu."
Chu Bingke asked: "What exactly do you want to do?"
Fu Yunqing glanced at the scar on Chu Bingke's left forehead and sighed: "Miss Chu was born in a Qingliu family in the south of the Yangtze River, but she gave up literature and pursued martial arts. She suffered a lot along the way, right? We are both women, and I appreciate it. You, but I also feel sorry for you."
"A woman can avenge her family, lick blood with the tip of her sword, and become the leader of a gang. Dean Chu will be able to rest in peace even under Jiuquan."
Chu Bingke's pupils moved slightly and he frowned: "How do you know the identity of my grandfather?"
Fu Yunqing clasped his hands behind his back, walked in the courtyard, and smiled casually: "Mr. Chen is the adopted son of Dean Chu Jinhuai. You and Mr. Chen are so familiar. If you are not the granddaughter of the Chu family, who are you?"
"If Miss Chu really wants to take revenge, the first step is to find the murderer." Fu Yunqing smiled slightly and made a matchmaking move, "So, you and His Highness the Eighth Prince should be allies."
"What about you? What role do you play in it?" Chu Bingke frowned and said the word "Sichuan".
"I have a close friendship with His Highness, you can consider me his."
Qi Chengyi raised his sword eyebrows slightly and blurted out subconsciously: "My people?"
"Of course." Fu Yunqing answered quickly. He didn't realize until he finished speaking that these words seemed to have another hidden meaning.
Fuyunqing coughed and explained: "I am from his side."
"What happened on the night when the Chu family was exterminated?" Fu Yunqing looked at Chu Bingke, "I have strengthened the guard here. There will be no ears between walls. Miss Chu can speak freely."
Chu Bingke was silent for a long time and spoke slowly.
"Ten years ago, my parents and grandfather were still alive, and we lived an ordinary but happy life."
"My grandfather's calligraphy is excellent, no one can surpass him. He copied the ancient books of calligraphy sages and calligraphy immortals, and no one can distinguish the authenticity from the fake. Therefore, he is famous far and wide, and the whole family is proud of him."
At that time, Chu Bing was playful and climbed over the wall one night to steal green plums in the yard next door. Passing by his grandfather's study, he saw two figures arguing fiercely on the window shadow. He peeked through the cracked window lattice and saw several books on the table. Boxes of gold and ingots were piled one upon another.
Chu Jinhuai slapped the case angrily and cursed: "How can I, from the Qingming family, collude with you and others!"
"Even if you are a treasure trove of gold and silver, I, Chu Jinhuai, am still standing firm!"
"Hold the gold and get out of here!"
The man in black standing opposite his grandfather wore a black hood that covered most of his face. He couldn't see his face clearly. He only saw a mole on his chin that was the size of a black bean. He sneered coldly:
"You are noble and noble, and you don't trade fame and reputation. If you don't care about Jinshan, then use what you care about in exchange for it."
When the man in black walked out of the door, Xiao Bingke quickly covered her mouth, widened her eyes and hid in the grass. When the man in black flew away, she walked back to the courtyard holding her breath. She originally wanted to hide in the grass. I told my parents about this, but when I woke up the next day——
My parents disappeared mysteriously.
I searched all over the city but couldn't find my parents.
My grandfather turned gray overnight and became much older, depressed and anxious.
In her memory, her grandfather was always filled with the aroma of books. He stood in front of the desk and swiped his pen freely, leaving down a good word on the paper and pen. His grandfather always had a kind voice and kind eyes, but that day... his grandfather actually cried.
My grandfather, who was over fifty years old, was hiding in his study alone, holding a pen in pain and writing down lines on the paper.
As he wrote, he said with a trembling voice: "I have no choice...there is really no way..."
Chu Bing could see that he had copied a letter. She didn't know exactly what he wrote. She wanted to go up to comfort her grandfather. At this time, the hooded man in black came again. Xiao Bing hurriedly hid it in the bookcase. Through the extremely narrow gap in the cabinet, she saw the man in black saying:
"Give me the letter. Your son and your daughter-in-law will return it to the Chu family immediately intact."
Grandfather handed over the envelope tremblingly...
After checking the letter, the man in black nodded with satisfaction and said mockingly: "If I had known today, why would I have been stubborn in the first place? If you don't drink the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a penalty."
"I, Chu Jinhuai, have a clean reputation, but it was destroyed in one day..."
Grandfather's face turned gloomy and he fell to the ground.
It didn't take long.
The disheveled parents were returned to the Chu family.
Just when Chu Bingke was about to rush out to find her parents, suddenly——
A group of masked bandits, armed with wild goose-wing knives, kicked down the gate of Chu Mansion, burned, killed and chopped down.
They chopped down anyone they saw and killed everyone in the Chu family.
Men, women, children, old and young, women and children, no one was spared.
The warm blood splashed a dazzling red color all over the ground under the silver moon.
Purgatory on earth, nothing more than that.
The young scholar Chen Xuenian broke into the bloody storm, found the trembling Chu Bingke, held her tightly, and escaped all the way.
"From being carefree, to being homeless, from being well-dressed, to being begging on the streets." Chu Bingke looked strong on the surface, without much emotional ups and downs, but there was a trace of slight pain in his eyes.
"Later, I threw away the books in the room, picked up the knife, and swore that I would make those beasts pay with their blood."
"When I was young, I couldn't see anything. Later, when I became the leader of the Swordsman Gang, I realized something was wrong." Chu Bingke clenched his fists slightly, "Although those people were dressed as bandits, they had sophisticated weapons and good training. Su, holding a Yan-wing knife worth ten taels of silver, and the Yan-wing knife is only produced in the capital."
"I took the wild goose-wing knives they used and went to the knife shop in the capital to inquire. I found that the person who purchased these knives in large quantities was the Chen family. But I don't understand why the Chen family wanted to destroy the entire Chu family?" Chu Bing But when he said this, he looked at Qi Chengyi vainly.
"The Chen family works for Concubine Yu. Concubine Yu's biological father, Chen Yushi, used a forged secret letter to frame my grandfather's former Minister of War and the commander of Xuanzhou Capital for trading money and power and conspiring to rebel." Qi Chengyi's thin lips curled up slightly with a huge smile. It's light and makes people feel extremely indifferent.
"Tell me, who wrote this secret letter that does not exist in the first place? Who has the ability to copy and write a secret letter that is exactly the same as my grandfather's handwriting and can be deceived by the three judges? "
The answer is at hand.
"Your Highness means that the Chen family coerced my grandfather to write a conspiracy letter and killed the Chu family to silence him in order to eliminate the evidence." Chu Bingke clenched his fist and slammed it on the table.
With a "bang" sound, the stone table shattered.
Qi Chengyi said: "Draw the man in black you saw back then on paper, and I will have a way to find out his identity."
