Without further ado, Liu Zheng arranged the affairs of the clan, and eagerly took Yuxuan, Zhao Pozi and others back to the capital. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, Yuxuan didn't know how to tell Mrs. Zhao about the fact that his husband had been killed.

I tried to open my mouth several times, but I swallowed it back again.

The change of letter only said that the uncle colluded with the bandits to kill those people, but no one knew where the body was buried.

rashly said that her husband was dead, no one would believe it, and maybe she would be regarded as a liar.

But looking at the closer to the capital, the brighter Mrs. Zhao's face became, and the more eager her anticipation became, Yuxuan's heart became uncomfortable.

This day finally arrived in Anqing, and the person who came to pick up the station was actually Jiang Shiyuan.

Yuxuan was a little surprised, Jiang Shiyuan's face was pale, as if he was very frightened.

"Brother!" Yuxuan walked up and shouted.

Jiang Shiyuan slowly raised his head, but did not look at Yuxuan, but looked at Mrs. Zhao, who was getting off the boat, a little excited.

As soon as he received Liu Zheng's letter, he set off to Anqing and hid in the shadows to inquire about Jiang Mulin's clues.

Since the separation, Jiang Mulin's family seems to have lived in seclusion, living in seclusion.

The pomp and circumstance of travel is not as good as before, and it has been reduced a lot.

Jiang Shiyuan took the silver and sent a retinue to Jiang Mulin's mansion to find the people guarding the courtyard to make friends.

I went back and forth, but I found a lot of things.

However, it is all Jia's jealousy with his wife and concubine, or the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fighting, and there is nothing new at all.

He had a headache, knowing that it had been too long, and some traces had already been cleaned up by Jiang Mulin.

It was the bandit member Wai Lang who also happened to be investigating corruption cases according to the inspectors, and he came out.

When Jiang Shiyuan was about to lose hope, he had a turnaround.

He found that every fifteenth day, Jiang Mulin went to the temple on Qingyun Mountain to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and then went to the forest behind the mountain to take a turn.

Jiang Shiyuan's heart moved, and the letter his sister received said that after those craftsmen were killed, they were buried under Qingyun Mountain.

So he paid attention and quietly took Chang'an to follow.

When Jiang Mutong returned home, he and Chang'an took shovels and other things to dig up from the place where Jiang Mulin had been standing for the longest time.

It was at Jiang Mutong's feet, and he really dug something.

A rotten white bone, the clothes on the body have been rotted and shattered at the touch of a touch, and the flesh has long since turned to dirt.

Jiang Shiyuan's legs were weak, and he barely fell down while holding Chang'an, and the uncle really sat down to commit the crime of murder.

"Keep digging!" Jiang Shiyuan knew that there were still a few more, and they were also under this soil.

Since he has made up his mind, he will dig out all these craftsmen, and let him reveal the sins of the Jiang family to the world for these unjustly killed.

Chang'an really dug up a few more white bones, and when he saw it, his head was injured by blunt objects, and he was killed with one blow, and he was skillful.

Jiang Shiyuan endured the nausea, ordered Chang'an to hurry up and call someone, call all the people he brought to protect the scene, and then take his name card to the city to find the government to report the case.

He knew that Zhan County Ling loved money, and he didn't take Jiang Mulin's things.

But the current situation does not allow him to judge the gourd case again.

Human life is at stake, unless he doesn't want the black gauze hat on his head, he dares to hide it.

When Yuxuan arrived in Anqing, it was when Jiang Shiyuan had already packed the corpse, prepared the case in the official mansion, and was about to return to Beijing.

Mrs. Zhao came out of the house, and she had never been so comfortable.

With this noble lady, you don't have to work to eat and drink, and you can wear new clothes on your body.

She jumped off the boat excitedly and said to Mama Li: "We also have a river there, but there are water bandits, to be honest, I really didn't dare to make a boat." ”

was happy, and suddenly felt another sad gaze staring at her, and Mrs. Zhao hurriedly turned her head.

A young and handsome man was staring at him, his eyes were very sad.

Mrs. Zhao admitted that she didn't know him, and secretly asked, "Which little brother is this?" ”

Mama Li introduced: "It's our grandmother's own brother." ”

It turned out to be my uncle, Mrs. Zhao was familiar with it all the way, and she was grateful for Yuxuan's help, so she stepped forward and shouted enthusiastically: "Uncle An!" ”

Jiang Shiyuan retracted his gaze, and like Yuxuan, he didn't know how to speak.

His throat had been dry recently, and it was not easy for him to speak, so he only nodded, turned around and walked towards the capital without stopping with these people.

In Anqing City, Jiang Shiyuan left Chang'an by the side of the Zhan County Commander, watching him not to spread the case.

Therefore, the people of Anqing did not know that there was a shocking murder around them.

On the way, Jiang Shiyuan and Liu rode side by side on horses.

He told Liu Zheng about Anqing, and said, "My sister brought Mrs. Zhao here, I probably understand what it means." ”

The so-called broken tail survival is nothing more than that.

Only by rushing in front of the envoy and having him turn this matter over can he leave some mercy in front of the emperor and save the lives of the Sanfang family.

Liu Zheng is in a heavy mood, Jiang Shiyuan is more talented than Jiang Mutong, obviously a promising young man, but he can be burdened by the long house.

Sure enough, the clan is a terrible thing, in the era when he came, killing people pays for their lives, and the crime does not implicate the family.

But here, if the saint is not happy, he will implicate the whole family.

At the beginning, the old Yang Ge family, the man exiled the woman and did not enter the teaching workshop, and those young ladies and young grandmothers who were usually dressed and fed in fine clothes and food are now smiling and surviving in the teaching workshop.

My uncle's decision cannot be said to be bad, and only in this way can his reputation and the lives of everyone in the house be preserved.

If it's just a white ding, it's okay to kill people to pay for their lives, but it's a pity that it's about the archway given by the saint, which is the groundbreaking on the head of the king of Yama.

The saint was originally a watch, but now you have made a horrific murder for him, how can you not be annoyed, where is the royal face.

"I think this, don't let my mother know about this matter first, and I will reveal it little by little to my father."

Jiang Shiyuan said about his arrangement: "I don't know when the excerpt of the envoy will arrive, I can only take the Zhao family into Beijing as soon as possible." The stakes are high, and the Holy One may not be so quick to execute. Mother, I have already arranged for Zhuangzi. ”

"My sister is bold, she has done a lot of things by herself, now that she is married, even if the Jiang family has anything, she will not offend the married daughter, you are optimistic about her, don't let her go out recently, don't let her meddle in this matter again."

Liu Zheng nodded, looked at the frame with Yuxuan sitting in front of him, and sighed secretly.

When he turns back, he also has to strictly restrain his clansmen, and this kind of innocent implication is really aggrieved

If Jiang Mulin was in front of him, Liu Zheng did not guarantee that he would not stab him a few times with a sword.

The capital arrived in a blink of an eye, and Jiang Shiyuan took an insole that had not completely rotted from the soil, and finally mustered up the courage to hand it to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao took it, and there were a few plum blossoms embroidered on it, implying that Mrs. Zhao's own name was a plum character, which she sewed by herself when her husband left.

Her heart sank, how could such a private thing be in the hands of this little brother in front of her?

Jiang Shiyuan stood in front of her and said with difficulty: "You stabilize your emotions and listen to me slowly." ”