The remaining arrows in Cheng Jianniang's hand did not shoot again, and Steward Cao had already let people rush up.

These soldiers were unarmed and tortured, and in the sudden blink of an eye, they were shot and killed, and they were so frightened that they collapsed, and they had no ability to resist at all.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the people around me didn't even quite understand what was going on.

The person on fire has been extinguished by the surrounding crowd with soil and tree branches, the person is no longer good, it is not human, and the entourage of the Zhou family still recognizes who he is.

"It was the man who incited the soldiers to drive the people away." The attendant whispered, "There's an oil pot around..."

Steward Cao was stunned, and his face was incredulous.

"Lady, is this person going to set us on fire?" He said.

"I don't know, probably." Cheng Jianniang said, stuffing the bow and arrow in her hand to Steward Cao, "You can clean up the rest." ”

I don't know what to say, probably...

Steward Cao was a little stunned, and looked down at the bow and arrow.

I don't know how to shoot someone to death...

Would you rather kill by mistake than let one go?

It's murder!

However, is killing a lady a rare thing?

Because the fire was discovered in time, and the entourage of the Zhou family had experience in experiencing large and small fires in the capital, they quickly organized the people present to fight the fire and save people.

The civil structure of the post house was in disrepair and it was difficult to control the fire, but fortunately it was the upper room area behind the fire that caught fire, and there were fewer people living in it, giving the crowded front yard time to escape.

Therefore, there are not many people who are burned, and most of them are crowded and stampede.

Feng Lin, who was located at the point of the fire, also escaped fortunately.

Because of this sulking at night, he never slept soundly. Although the goal of others is where he is. This side is also the worst fire. But when he woke up in time, he still struggled to crawl to the door, and his loyal relatives broke in regardless of the danger, and even resisted with a strap to save him, but his arm was smashed by a falling wooden beam, and his throat was also choked, and his life was worry-free.

When the sky was bright, the fire in the post station was smaller, because basically everything that could be burned was burned out. It was scorched black everywhere, and the frightened and exhausted people lay on the ground on the road outside the inn.

At night, I didn't feel anything about saving my life, but when my life was saved and I thought about the lost belongings, I cried from time to time at the scene.

In the ruins, two relatives walked with Feng Lin in their arms.

Looking at this man who was blackened, his face was smoked like the bottom of a pot, his arms were hung around his neck with a belt, and he limped over, but he made the Yicheng who escaped death feel like he had seen a living ancestor.

"Your Excellency!" They cried and cried out.

The people also saw it, although they didn't know exactly what kind of official it was. But last night, the image of this official who loves the people like a son is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the kind of panic and uneasiness after the catastrophe will be seen again. It also settled down a lot suddenly.

"Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency!"

Hundreds of people rushed over crying and shouting.

"Is Feng Lin dead?"

Still in the house of that village, the scrivener did not have the previous warmth, but asked urgently.

The two men looked at each other and shook their heads.

"He's not dead?" The secretary's face turned blue and he sat back, "Wang Da Liu Zhong was killed... It's over, it's over, it's over

When they heard the word "two words" from the mouth of the secretary, the hearts of the two men were cold, which was even colder than seeing their companions die in the chaos at that time.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily." They couldn't help but hurriedly said, "The fire is burning very badly, we rushed back to report the news, we didn't confirm it, it should be dead, we can't escape, we lit fires all around the house..."

"Whether he dies or not, it's over... It's all over, Wang Da Liu Zhong was killed on the spot, and the soldiers were also caught... That's enough, that's enough...."The clerk shook his head and muttered, "How can this be?" Who the hell is it? How could someone kill you? ”

The two men had cold limbs and set fire to kill people, neither of them was afraid, but when they became themselves at the end of their rope, it felt really indescribable.

"I don't know what happened, I don't know what's going on." They whispered.

They had been behind them, and when they had lit a fire and rushed out, they saw the little man lying on the ground and on fire, and the tax collector had been shot through the neck by an arrow.

All they saw was a number of people standing on the other side, and they didn't even know who they were, so they turned around and ran back with their lives.

"There's no need to ask about that now." The clerk said, holding on to a few cases, his face pale.

Who is the way of knowledge, and what can be done? Did you kill people in the past?

"My lord, what now?" The two men asked in a trembling voice.

What to do?

"Run!" He spat out a word.

Escape! Run!

This is the way things are in this world, the winner is the king and the loser is Kou, there is no third choice.

Fortunately, he is thoughtful, and even if he is sure of something, he must be prepared for both.

His family had already sent it far away in advance, and he also had some money enough to live on him.

The autumn morning mist drifted by, with a thick chill.

The clerk rode on his horse and galloped along the path.

The countryside in the early morning was quiet and calm, the peasants who got up early, the dogs that occasionally barked wildly, and there were no pursuers behind them, but the mood of the clerk was panicked and a little desperate.

He had nothing left of him.

There is no Cao Shuban in this world, and there is no Cao family accumulated by three generations of Taicang Mansion.

Compared with the adults on Taicang Road who greeted the storm and cleaned up the mess next, he Cao Shuban was lucky, but he was still deep and dark in his heart.

How did you lose it? How did it backfire?

It's really a death to lose.

In the early morning field, one person and one rider went away in a hurry like a lost dog.

"You're going to burn your own officer?"

Feng Lin said, looking at the four people who were being escorted to the ground in front of him.

"No, no, it's not us." The four soldiers hurriedly shouted, kowtowing again and again, "We are also under the command of others." ”

Anyway, these little soldiers are never important. It's a big deal. In the end, there is always a Shangguan in charge. As long as there is a fight above, their ant-like little people still have something to deal with, and they will be beaten and punished and driven out of the matter.

Hearing that this fire was deliberately set by someone, the people present immediately became even more angry.

"Burn them, burn them!"

I don't know which one shouted first, and more voices shouted, mixed with stones and sticks.

"It was Liu Zhong from Taicang Road who made us so." The soldiers shouted, "He promised us a lot of money..."

Their words fell. was kicked down by Steward Cao.

"Fuck your mother's ass, a small official of the Taicang Road Transport Division can instruct you guards these days!" He scolded, "Coax fools! ”

The soldiers shouted again and again.

"Where's Liu Zhong?" Feng Lin asked.

Steward Cao waved his hand, and his entourage carried Liu Zhong, who had been charred, and another person over.

The burn was so miserable, the stench was stinking, and the people around wanted to see and were afraid, closing their eyes and covering their mouths and noses to dodge and squeeze around.

"It's so good that it suddenly burned itself..."

"What, he's got an oil pot on him, obviously he went off the fire..."

"It can be seen that it is retribution!"

In the midst of the discussion, Feng Lin stepped forward to look at the two corpses with his relatives.

Although he was a civilian official, Feng Lin had been in charge of the prison and had his bodies examined. So there was no discomfort or fear, and I squatted down to look at the charred corpse carefully. His hand flicked, and an iron arrow appeared at the corpse's throat.

Really...

Feng Lin couldn't help but look up at Steward Cao on the side.

Although the steward was not tall, he was very strong, and it was evident that he had kung fu, and he was holding a bow in his hand.

"Good archery." Feng Lin said in admiration.

Steward Cao clenched his fists.

"Thank you for the compliment." He said with a smile.

The two attendants around looked slightly surprised when they heard this, and glanced at Steward Cao.

It was bright and there was a noisy sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

"My lord, the people from the nearby government are here, and the soldiers and horses from Taiqing Road are also here." The galloping escort dismounted and shouted.

Not far away, hundreds of people gathered and meandered.

The post station caught fire, burning to death the officials of the imperial court, as well as a large number of people, this is a fatal matter, the officials of the nearby county towns have rushed over, and the officers and soldiers who are dressed in strict armor and have a solemn and murderous expression are even more startled on the way.

Although they had not yet arrived, the thoughtful officials basically understood that this must not be a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

When they saw the tragic situation at the scene, everyone was shocked, whether it was true or false, they were all grieved.

"This is the arsonist, you come and see, but an acquaintance?" Feng Lin said in a hoarse voice.

Several officials pushed and shoved, but they couldn't dodge, so they had to come forward, and when they saw the people lying on the ground, several people gasped.

"Do you recognize?" Feng Lin asked coldly.

"No... I don't recognize it. The three of them replied in unison.

Feng Lin snorted.

"My lord, this place is dangerous and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, please go to our Taiqing Barracks to settle down first." An official dismounted and said, saluting Feng Lin, and then holding a junior salute, "Uncle Feng Shi, I and Changqing are in the same family." ”

Feng Lin looked at him and nodded.

"But Zhong Qing, Zhong Zi gradually?" He asked.

"It's the little nephew." The general saluted again.

"Changqing mentioned you to me before leaving." Feng Lin said in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Changqing also wrote letters to me, blaming me for not knowing that Uncle Shi had arrived here and didn't protect him in time... Danger is great...", the general said with a guilty face.

Feng Lin smiled coldly.

"It's not your fault, it's someone's fault being too bold." He said.

The general said no more and invited him back to the barracks with him.

"No, I'm not leaving." Feng Lin said, "I'm just waiting here, waiting for someone to come and take a look, let Your Majesty take a look..."

When he said this, he pushed away his personal followers, and his steps staggered a little, and he walked towards the post station where there were still residual fires.

"Be careful, sir."

The officials shouted with their guards.

Feng Lin stood in the ruins, his hair scattered, his clothes ragged, his face like charcoal, and he turned around in embarrassment, and pointed around with his uninjured hand.

"Let the world take a look! What the hell is going on here! ”

"Let everyone in the world take a look! What a madness these corrupt things are! ”

"I'm guarding here, I'm not going anywhere, just ask them to send the account books to the official on Taicang Road! The official is sitting on the ruins, and, you, go and build a coffin for the official..."

“… The official guards the ruins, guards the coffin, and takes a good look at this Taicang Road! ”

The hoarse voice spread, obviously not so loud, but those who heard it felt that their ears were shaking and hurting.

They looked up at the embarrassed figure standing in the ruins in the newborn morning light, which was not so ridiculous, but tall and dazzling.

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The end of the month has arrived, the old rules, Xixing, who has been particularly diligent, continues to double change, update, update, is what you deserve, and it is also what I should do (*^__^*) hehe...... (To be continued......)