If what Guo Dalin said is true, then Guo Dalin has no justice in this case in those corrupt morality. Moreover, the root cause of the controversy in this case www.biquge.info not even related to the case itself, but an intricate entanglement of interests. Yun Lianfeng only saw the kinship between Fang Tan, Guo Dakai and Guo Dalin on the surface, but he didn't know that in the center of the imperial court, there was a person named Kong Geng who had been supporting them behind their backs, and the case itself must be more complicated than what Guo Dalin described.

Bai Mo was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Yun Lianfeng, what you say has no evidence, but there is evidence?" ”

"There are several letters exchanged between Guo Dalin and Guo Dakai and Fang Tan, as well as the confession that the quack doctor said at the beginning, but he is now dead."

"Where is the evidence now?"

"Isn't it already handed over to the Imperial Lieutenant's Office?"

Yun Lianfeng looked ignorant, and at this time, Mrs. Han, who had already wiped away her tears, added on the side: "It was Mr. Kong who took it." ”

"It's broken!"

"What's broken?" Yun Lianfeng and Mrs. Han looked at each other.

Bai Mo didn't answer, and arched his hand: "Bai Mo will go back to the Imperial Lieutenant's Office to check the evidence and retire first." ”

Yun Lianfeng said: "Mr. Bai is going well, Yun's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he won't send him off." ”

"I'll deliver it." Mrs. Han pushed open the door of the bedroom and made a "please" gesture.

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, Bai Mo suddenly asked, "Mrs. Han, when did Yun Lianfeng start to be bedridden?" ”

"When he came, he was lying outside the hospital gate, covered in abscesses, unable to walk, and I don't know when he fell into this condition."

"If Yun Lianfeng can't walk, then how did he get here from Yunzhong County?"

You must know that Yunzhong County is far west of Yandi, at least 1,500 miles away from Fengjing, how did he, a waste man who couldn't get out of bed, trek 1,500 miles to the home of the former court lieutenant Han Long?

Mrs. Han shook her head: "I really don't know if the concubine is guilty. ”

When he arrived outside the courtyard gate, Bai Mo remembered that Deyi had gone to visit his wife and children, he thought he would stay for a long time, but in fact, he didn't say a few words, and now Deyi has not returned. He asked Mrs. Han to close the door first, and he patted his ass and sat on the stone steps at the door, thinking that it was an infatuated son who came to guard the widow's door.

When the moon and stars were scarce, Deyi came back, and Bai Mo had already slept leaning on the doorpost.

Deyi drove the carriage, and the carriage had two torches pinned to it, so that he could barely walk at night. Deyi looked a little old in the night, but in fact, he was only in his thirties, and he liked to call himself an old slave, and he looked like an old man in his fifties and sixties.

"Master, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting."

De Yi's face was full of guilt.

Bai Mo waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's human nature to get carried away when reuniting with your family, and even forget the time, I don't blame you." Let's go. ”

Bai Mo got into the carriage.

De Yi cleared his throat and whipped a crisp whip.

"Boom...... Drive! ”

The BMW neighed, and a carriage kicked away.

Bai Mo looked at the bright moon outside the window, and thought more than once, just use the official coercion to comply, what Kong Geng, Fang Tan, and Guo Dakai are actually not big roles. But it's too easy to leave the handle, and now Baimo's foundation is unstable, and what I'm most afraid of is being grabbed by someone. And Yun Lianfeng's words, before seeing the evidence, can't be completely believed.

On the quiet night road, there was a sound of rustling, but all of them were drowned out by the sound of horses' hooves and wheels.

Deyi outside the curtain seemed to be too bored, and began to chat with Bai Mo.

"Sir, what did you do before?"

"He's a gentleman."

"Yo, the ancestor is a big official?"

"No, my father is a hunter, and my mother is an ordinary housewife. It's only in my generation that I'm a little more generous, and I can't be regarded as a wealthy family. ”

"Then how does the old man claim to be a gentleman?"

"It's terrible to be poor." Bai Mo smiled and said, "What about you, Deyi, when will you come to the Central Plains?" ”

De Yi said leisurely: "Seven or eight years old, I can't really remember the things of the next twenty years, but I remember everything at that time." I remember that at that time, the old slave was still a wild man who drank blood! One year, all the men of the clan went hunting, and for some reason, none of them came back. The old and weak women and children in the clan were about to starve, and at this time, a group of Central Plains people suddenly came, saying that they could exchange the children for food, beef and mutton, venison, and grain, but the grain was more expensive than meat, and only three children could exchange it for a pocket. The patriarch said at the time, change! The old slave had no grudge against the patriarch, and if he didn't change it, he would starve to death. It's a no-brainer. ”

"What's the climate like there?"

"Climate?"

"It's spring, summer, autumn and winter, seasonal, all year round, cold or hot."

"It seems that there is no autumn and winter, only spring and summer, and it has never snowed in our hometown. There were forests everywhere, some people lived in tents, some people lived in caves. ”

Speaking of this, Deyi said again: "In fact, the old slave thinks that working here, making cattle and horses for people, is much better than being a man over there." ”

"Have you ever thought about going back?"

"What are you going back for? Are you hungry? ”

"Go back and teach the Central Plains people the ability to build houses and grow crops."

De Yi patted his head: "Why didn't I expect that, master, you just have the ability to think differently." If I really did this, I wouldn't be enshrined as Fuxi Shennong. ”

Bai Mo suddenly wanted to know more about those merchants.

Especially those slave traders.

The ghost slave species obviously didn't even come from this continent. The Kunlun Nu represented by Deyi is from the tropical region of the southern part of the mainland.

Nautical technology may have been quite developed.

However, the governance framework of the empire is still very old, but fortunately, there is no literary prison in this world, and there is no deposition of hundreds of schools, and there may be new historical possibilities in the future.

But what Bai Mo didn't know, the first literary prison in the history of the empire was already brewing.

Bai Mo and Deyi had stopped talking.

Just as Bai Mo was thinking about it, the carriage slammed down.

The horse's leg seemed to have tripped over something, and with a miserable neigh, the horse fell to the ground, and the carriage also rolled over on its side.

Torches lit up the place, and countless footsteps began to approach.

Bai Mo rubbed his head, it was a little wet, it should be bleeding.

At this time, Bai Mo heard a rough roar: "Look at the dead inside!" ”

Bai Mo immediately pressed the hilt of the sword, and at the same time closed his eyes, held his breath, and acted as if he was dying.

The curtain was lifted.

The glow of the torches shone into the car.

At the same time, a sharp knife stabbed directly at Bai Mo.

Bai Mo drew his sword out of its sheath, blocked the blade horizontally in front of his chest, and then kicked the man directly in the wrist with his left foot, and as soon as he let go, the sharp knife fell into the car.

Quiescence.

After the silence.

"He's alive! Shoot the arrows! ”

A sharp knife shot out of the window, directly sealing the source of the sound. In the rain of arrows, Bai Mo rose from the carriage. The current situation is clearly not to be discussed.

Bai Mo held Jia Wuyi in his hand, tossing and turning in the rain of arrows, but this world is not a fantasy world after all, no matter how strong an individual is, it is difficult to achieve absolutely no gaps, a hundred denses and a sparse situation, there are still three arrows that hit Bai Mo, fortunately, they are not fatal parts, but it also makes Bai Mo grit his teeth.

If it is a master in the top ten of killing products, it should be easy to get out.

It's a pity that Baimo is not.

His artistic conception may be stronger than Lu Guichen in the third place, but his body is not good.

Especially when faced with a ranged attack like arrows.

"Disemboweled!"

Bai Mo picked up Jia Wuyi, and a crossbowman was opened a big hole between his chest and abdomen, and his intestines were rotten through his stomach, and the filthy things flowed out along with the viscera.

Bai Mo did not pick up the crossbowman's longbow, he was not good at archery, but dragged the crossbowman's body as a meat shield, and fought and retreated.

The leaders of these uninvited guests had already been shot to death by Bai Mo, but they obviously knew what the order of the trip was, and they did not panic.

Bai Mo retreated with great difficulty.

But at last they retreated into the woods, and the men chased after them with torches.

Bai Mo began to use the complex environment in the jungle to deal with them, and now that the light and darkness were switching, Bai Mo began to retreat less quickly. He needed to know who had sent these people, so that he could take more precautions and even turn defense into offense. Although this incident occurred at the time when he was handling Guo Dalin's case, the two are not necessarily directly related. There are many people who have a reason to kill him.

Finally, Bai Mo seized the opportunity.

"Cramps!"

The tip of the sword was picked, and only a very small wound was broken at the ankle of the visitor, and then Bai Mo's fingers were like hooks, piercing into the wound, and with a strong pull, a hamstring was pulled out.

After that, Bai Mo used the hamstring to tie the man's neck and hooked him to the tree.

"Who are you?"

The white ink is full of color.

The person he dragged up the tree did not mask his face with a black scarf, but was wearing an extremely simple civilian clothes and grinning at Bai Mo.

"Guess?"

Bai Mo didn't break his neck in a fit of rage.

"Scales."

The speed at which Bai Mo used this move was ten times slower than usual.

At the same time, Bai Mo covered his mouth.

The man's expression was distorted, as if his facial muscles were about to be torn apart.

He used his fingers to make a gesture on the placket of the white ink behind his shirt.

Recruit.

Bai Mo stopped the sword in his hand and stopped covering his mouth.

The man gasped, sweat dripping down his forehead like peas.

"Yes...... Dr. Han sent us. ”

After the man finished speaking, Bai Mo broke his neck.

Han Ping has been staying in the capital and not leaving, and he still occupies the position of the imperial doctor.

Sure enough, I want to make trouble.

At this time, Xu gradually was also assassinated in Fuzhong, but the assassin did not succeed and failed badly. Mainly because at that time, Xu Gradual's master Lu Guichen and Lu Guichen's friend Da Lu were guests at his house, so Xu Gradually escaped. The assassin who was caught by Lu Guichen also said the word "Han Ping".