Chapter 87

After all, it is an army that has fought against the Japanese invaders, and it is also an elite of thousands of households and personal soldiers as the backbone, even if the organization is still low with feudal characteristics, but they are still very professional in slaughtering the common people.

From the neatly stacked corpses in the courtyard, you can see some clues.

Yang Shangjing walked to the side of these corpses, leaned down and began to observe, his usual face made Xing Hongfang, who was not far behind him, squint his eyes, he didn't know the specific origin of Yang Shangjing, but from Yang Shangjing's actions and demeanor now, it can be seen that Yang Shangjing has seen blood, this heart, this experience, is a little intriguing.

Then he saw that Yang Shangjing stretched out his hand to turn the corpse over, then nodded, reset the corpse, and walked to the next corpse, and after looking at the five corpses, he stood up, sighed, and whispered to Xing Hong: "Qianhu, such a corpse, when the people come down from the sub-patrol road, it is not so easy to explain." ”

Xing Hongfang raised his eyebrows, and also asked in a low voice: "Yang Zhixian means ......"

"The corpse is stabbed in the back, and there are few stabs in front of the body, which means that the 'fierce resistance' in our rhetoric itself is not valid." Yang Shangjing squinted his eyes and said slowly, "This branch of Shoudao is already in charge of the provincial prison, and here, there are masters from the prison who are not able to keep it, and now these corpses are already dead, even if they want to add a knife to it, it is different from when they were alive." ”

Xing Hong raised his eyebrows and gasped, you know, in a lawsuit, you don't look at how much real evidence there is, only how many fake ones, as long as one of them is fake, you can smash the entire chain of evidence to smithereens, although I don't know what backing Yang Shangjing has on it, but this one-handed cover of the sky will definitely not be able to do it, once it comes down, it is a straightforward ...... He had to be unlucky with Yang Shangjing.

"I can't imagine that Yang Zhixian is still deeply involved in prison, admire, admire." Xing Hong finished speaking with a smile, and then asked, "According to Yang Zhixian's meaning......

I know a fart prison, I know a wool work, but I've watched a few episodes of detective cartoons with black-rimmed glasses, and chased a TV series called "Da Song Ti Criminal Officer", you let me really take a bone and analyze my hair can't analyze a single one, and to tell you a little principle, that's already the limit.

Yang Shangjing grinned, pondered for a while, and then said: "Now that the weather is hot, it is not easy to preserve the corpses, otherwise there is a risk of an outbreak of the plague, so it is better to behead all these corpses, marinate them in lime and preserve them, and the corpses ...... It was cremated directly. ”

As soon as Xing Hongfang's eyes opened, a smile appeared on his face: "What Yang Zhixian said is extremely true, if the plague breaks out, it will definitely be a county that will be ruined, why don't you clean up the Yellow Mansion as soon as possible, so as not to crisis the township." ”

There must be a great epidemic after the catastrophe, and the military disaster is also a disaster, which is the same after more than 500 years, at the current level of epidemic prevention? As soon as a few corpses are thrown into the water source, a plague can be caused, not to mention that there are many people in the Huang family's mansion, counting servants and female dependents, there are always more than 100 people?

Yang Shangjing smiled and nodded: "This is easy to say, but there is blood here, and those servants under me are only afraid that they will not be able to use it, so it is better to work hard for the subordinates of thousands of households, how about it?" When the blood has subsided a bit, I can let the officials come in and raid the house. ”

This is to tell Xing Hongfang, everyone can start to divide the spoils, I don't care how many things were carried by this group of guards under your hand when I came in before, anyway, you can still take some of the rest of the things, and throw the rest into the county government treasury, and deal with the errand sent by the sub-patrol road.

Xing Hong's eyes lit up, how could he not understand this? So he nodded hurriedly: "It's all for the country, how dare you say it's troublesome?" ”

Turning around, he said to the hundred households: "Let me bring someone to clean up, pay more attention to whether there are secret grids, secret rooms, etc., and can't let go of a rebellion!" ”

When Yang Shangjing heard this, he smiled, and he didn't care, what kind of secret way? What secret room? But it's just a pretext, to put it bluntly, these thousands of households are a little shallow, just thinking about digging three feet into the ground and searching hard, thinking about it, the legal salaries of civil officials in the Ming Dynasty are pitiful, and the military generals are not much better, and the civil officials can still rely on the financial affairs to rub some oil in their hands, what can the military generals do? There are two ways to go, drinking the blood of soldiers and eating empty salaries, so it is reasonable to see a windfall, and one or two eyes are blue.

Thinking of this, he didn't care what these guards were doing, turned around and looked at Liu Qidao and the others: "Come over and recognize the person quickly, and you will have to deal with the corpse later, there is not much time." ”

The two officials who had vomited out their bitter gall barely straightened up after hearing this, and walked towards this side, wiping the acid water on the corners of their mouths with their sleeves, trembling and began to look at the corpses on the ground, Yang Shangjing squinted his eyes at the movements of the two people, turned his head and instructed the guards on the side: "Go and get some water, wash these dead corpses and wash their faces, so that the lights will not be dim at night, and the blood stains on their faces will be mottled and unrecognizable." ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Xing Hongfang, saw Xing Hongfang nodded, and then turned to leave, Yang Shangjing looked at this scene is squint, turned his head and glanced at Xing Hongfang: "Thousands of households have a good way to govern the army, and the emperor has skills, and he is really a general." ”

Xing Hong laughed: "It made Yang Zhixian laugh." ”

When he was young, he saw the soldier coming over with a bucket, Xing Hongfang pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said, "You should also cooperate more with the officials of the county government to verify your identity earlier." ”

This time, the soldier didn't even hesitate, and walked over with water, his calloused hands stained with water, and began to wash the corpse's face.

Yang Shangjing nodded thoughtfully, stopped talking, and watched the two officials follow the soldier and began to verify his identity, at this time, a small flag came over and said something in Xing Hongfang's ear, Xing Hongfang immediately raised his eyebrows, and slapped it over: "Bastard!" What's the matter, dare to give me a sloppy eye? Kill them all, and no one is allowed to stay! ”

The small flag covered his face, he didn't dare to argue at all, he nodded and retreated, and when he was young, there were a few women's screams in the direction of the back house, Yang Shangjing heard it in his ears, but his face remained unchanged, but he sighed imperceptibly, and slowly spit out a sentence: "It is said that the prefect who destroyed the door and the county order that broke the family, I didn't think of my county order, but I did the work of the prefect." ”