After confirming that it was his master who came back, the concierge immediately opened the door and welcomed his master back.
Just when the coachman dismounted and knocked on the door, Fang Jing also jumped out of the carriage.
Han Shuxian saw Fang Jing right in front of him, but as he said, he did not come forward. He only waited aside, waiting for the concierge to convey their intention to Fang Jing.
As he said, when Fang Jing entered the house, he told Han Shuxian and his party outside the house the purpose of coming here.
After speaking, he pointed to the door: "That's them. They were afraid of disturbing the master, so they kept waiting outside. They said that after I reported to the master, the master agreed to see them. They came forward to talk again, and they waited for more than half an hour. Already."
Following the concierge's hand, Fang Jing looked towards where Han Shuxian and the others were standing outside the house. It was already dark now. Although he could not clearly see the appearance of the people outside, he saw that they were all looking in his direction.
"He is quite polite!"
After finishing speaking, Fang Jing continued, "Go and ask them to wait in the living room." After that, he turned around and walked into the house.
"Yes." The concierge breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the master's instructions, feeling that he had not taken his money in vain.
The concierge approached Han Shuxian and said, "My master has invited me, please come with me!"
Han Shuxian thanked me again, "Thank you very much for your help."
The concierge said politely: "You're too polite, I didn't help you much, I just said a few words."
The group of people waited quietly in the living room after being led into the living room by the concierge.
Two quarters of an hour later, Fang Jingcai came in. At this time, he had changed from his dignified official uniform and came in ordinary clothes. Although he was wearing ordinary clothes, people still couldn't help but lower their heads after seeing him.
"Master Fang!" Han Shuxian shouted respectfully as Fang Jing entered the living room and took a step towards the direction Fang Jing came from.
Fang Jing looked at Han Shuxian in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Fang Jing knew Han Shuxian. He had been an official in the same court for two years. Although he was not familiar with him, he did know him and wondered why he was here.
Han Shuxian replied: "When I came to Beijing yesterday, I overheard what happened to Mr. Fang's nephew. Please express my condolences!" Han Shuxian first told what he had heard before going on to explain the reason for his coming, saying: " I came because there were others who were also beaten to death by Huang Tongzheng’s youngest son.”
Then they introduced Mo Tingyu, Song Nanzhi and Mo Ziwan. After introducing the three of them, they talked about why Mo Cong was beaten to death and how Mo Ziwan's mother was frightened and had difficulty giving birth after giving birth.
After briefly explaining the whole story, Han Shuxian added: "Their family is just a farmer in a village outside Beijing. After suing the officials, the guilty people were not brought to justice. They had no choice but to ask Mr. Fang to make the decision. He has already passed away." Everyone is fair."
After Han Shuxian finished speaking, he bowed his head to Fang Jing, and Xie Wenhua followed suit.
When Mo Tingyu saw Han Shuxian and Xie Wenhua bowing to the Lord, he took Song Nanzhi and Mo Ziyuan and knelt down, "Sir, please make the decision for my son and daughter-in-law. They died unjustly."
"Grandpa Fang, please help us! People in the village say that I killed my parents because of my stubbornness, but it was obviously not me who killed my parents, but they were bullied by bad people."
After Mo Tingyu begged, Mo Ziyuan also began to plead with tears.
Fang Jing slapped his palm on the table, causing the tea cups on the table to tremble, and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter."
"Get up first and then talk."
After the three of them got up, Fang Jing asked someone to bring the Four Treasures of the Study and called his eldest son to take notes.
Then Fang Jing asked Mo Tingyu one by one, and his son wrote down everything.
After asking Mo Tingyu, he said, "I wonder where you live?"
Mo Tingyu answered truthfully.
Fang Jing then said, "That's it for today. I'll let you know if necessary."
After thanking Han Shuxian and his entourage, they went out under the leadership of the Fang family's servants.
After leaving the door, Mo Tingyu couldn't help but thanked Han Shuxian and Xie Wenhua with excitement: "Shuxian, Wenhua, what a blessing this time."
Thank you. If it weren't for you, we would never have any hope of seeking justice for Wan Wan's father. "
Xie Wenhua said: "I didn't help much, it was Shuxian's idea."
Han Shuxian took the words, "Uncle Mo, we are all a family, so don't be polite. I just hope that this time I can seek justice for Wanwan's parents."
They didn't know when Fang Jing would notify them, so Han Shuxian and Mo Tingyu's family didn't wait long in Beijing and went back to the village in the middle of the second day.
After Murong Qingyuan got home, he immediately ran to the field at the foot of Cuilong Mountain. When he got to the field, Murong Qingyuan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. He endured the anger in his heart and inspected the entire land from beginning to end. But the more I watched, the angrier I became, and there was still a sense of grievance in my anger.
He ran home angrily and said, "Grandpa, I don't know who pulled up the milkweed we planted." As soon as he finished speaking, tears fell from his eyes.
"What?" Mo Tingyu was just happy that his son's matter was hopeful, when he suddenly heard that the milkweed that he had been working hard on in the field was being pulled up!
That's okay, it took them a few days to finish sowing the seeds. The baby ran into the fields every day just to plant the vetch well, but now he was ripped off.
Murong Qingyuan added, "I don't know who pulled up the milkweed we planted."
"I'll go take a look!" After Mo Tingyu said that, he ran into the fields.
"I'll go too." Song Nanzhi followed him out.
Murong Qingyuan also ran after him.
Mo Ziwan wanted to follow, but she lowered her head and looked at her short legs.
Forget it, I won’t cause trouble for them, I thought I’d ask them again when they come back later.
The three of them ran away in a hurry and came back in a hurry, but they did not go home and went directly to find Li Youdi.
"There is land!" Mo Tingyu shouted loudly outside the Li family yard.
Mo Tingyu's voice just fell, and Song Nanzhi's voice came up again, "If you have land, village chief, you have to help us make the decision. All the medicines grown in our family have been cut back to feed the pigs."
Li Youdi was also shocked when he heard Song Nanzhi's voice. That was more than sixty acres of land!
He walked out in a few hurried steps, "Uncle Mo, Aunt Song, do you know who cut it?"
Song Nanzhi wiped away tears, "We went to Beijing in the middle of yesterday and are just coming back now. After we sow the seeds of the vetch grass in the ground, we have to go see it every day in Qingyuan, no matter it's sunny or rainy, every day They all went there, and after reading it, they still had to write it down in their notebooks.”
It didn’t matter that she was crying too, so it was okay for her to be tired. But the baby couldn’t bear to play every day. After reading, she went to the field to see how the vetch was growing, and she looked forward to the vetch growing up every day. , only one day after being out, someone cut off all the grown ones.
"If the baby goes to the fields and comes back crying, isn't this ruining the baby's heart?"
Li Youdi looked at the jealous Murong Qingyuan. When he came to the village before, many people said that he was not a good person, saying that he would beat people, and some people wanted to drive him out of the village, but he was obediently helping the Mo family. I have been working hard, studying hard, and now I am also learning to grow medicinal materials and go to the fields every day.
Looking at Murong Qingyuan, Li Youdi had to sigh again that each of the children of the Mo family was more sensible than the last.
"Auntie, Uncle Mo, don't worry, I will definitely find this shameless person."
After speaking to Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi, he turned to Murong Qingyuan and said, "Qingyuan, don't worry, Uncle Li will definitely make the decision for you. When I find it, I will definitely ask him to replant them all for you."
Murong Qingyuan: "Thank you, Uncle Li."
Li Youdi asked the three Mo family members to go back first.
After waiting for the three of them to go back, he also returned to the house, thinking about how to get this shameless person back.
"How can we find this?" Li Youdi's father said with a worried look on his face. ..
He Guixiang even scolded, "A ruthless person can like a handful of grass. It grows everywhere, so he has to go to other people's fields to cut it, and he is not afraid of cutting it back and getting diarrhea."
"I'll go look around first." Li Youdi said after being bored for a while.
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Where to go? "He Guixiang shouted again behind him.
"It's better to go anywhere than at home." Li Youdi replied without looking back.
As I walked, I was thinking about the fact that the Mo family bought land to grow medicinal materials. Everyone in the village knew about it. This time they planted milkweed, the villagers spread a lot of gossip, saying that the Mo family now has more money than they can use, so they need to clean it up properly. Instead of growing food, we only grow grass.
Gossip is gossip, after all, what people plant in their own land is their own business. But there are always people with short-sighted eyes who can see even a handful of grass.
Li Youdi thought about the families in the village one by one. The ones who had a bad relationship with the Mo family in the village were Li Yougui's mother and Fan Dali's family.
However, he didn't go directly to these two families. He went to Li Qiang's house first, and asked their family if they had seen anyone cutting milk vetch at the foot of Cuilong Mountain in the past two days. In fact, it was not so straightforward to go to Yougui's house and Fan Dali's house.
After asking, he naturally told Li Qiang and his family about the situation in the fields, and also told him about Murong Qingyuan’s visits to the fields every day. They all hope that when the milkweed in the field grows up, it will be easy to sell for money, but it would be better for him to just cut it all for them."
Li Qiang's father, Li Youshu, followed Li Youdi out of his house. On the way, Li Youdi also told Li Qiang his guess, "It's not appropriate for me to go directly to their two families, so I thought I'd come to you first. We'll see you later." Go to Youcai and talk to the Hualin family."
Then the two went to Li Youcai and Li Hualin's house. When they came out, Li Youcai and Li Hualin followed them. Next, they went to Li Yougui's house first.
"It's expensive!"
Li Yougui had just returned home for a while, and when he was sitting down to rest, he heard someone shouting outside the house. When he went out, he saw it was Li Youdi and the others and asked, "What's going on? Brother Youdi?"
"Uncle Mo's milkweed has been cut down. Let me ask you, have you seen anyone who has been to the ground at the foot of Cuilong Mountain in the past two days?"
