Chapter 169 [Reparation or Accountability (II)] (First Update)

(Thank you to Dameng, Chubby, wo love you for a lifetime, Sangu Sanming, Bao Bao Reading, Tongren, Gzel, Lanya1, Kaga Ka 99999, bywfw, Bihai - Lonely Sail)

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What Zhang Fang said: "How many servants were not injured who participated in this incident that day? ”

Wang Li and his son didn't know what they meant, but Wang Zhu replied, "There are three more." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo”

"Then ask the second son to call the three people out."

Wang Li's father and son looked at each other, not understanding what this young prince wanted, but he couldn't refuse this request. So he ordered the three slaves to come - and two of them were present.

After the three servants arrived, they knelt down at the bottom of the stairs and bowed, and knelt beside the sixth of the first month.

Zhang Fang pointed to the three servants and said sharply to Chu Liu: "As a guard, you have the responsibility of protecting the mansion and fighting thieves. On that day, a total of six evil slaves came to my house to disturb me, and regarded the Fuping Marquis Mansion as a market, and you injured three people, and three of them were still fine, and left calmly -- what is the place where you are the Fuping Marquis Mansion? Wanton trouble, come and go freely! The sixth day of the first month! ”

"In!"

"Do these three evil slaves as they are!"

"What...... What is it as it is? ”

"Hurt your feet, pierce your arms, pierce your ears! Do you want me to teach you what you do? ”

"Oh oh, oh!" Chu Liu stood up and hesitated, "Is that little one going to the saddle to get a bow or a ......?"

"What bow? This is Wang Zhonglang's mansion, how can you be allowed to enter with an arm? If the king's mansion, are you afraid that you don't have a bow? Zhang Fang said, quietly looking at the Wang father and son, that means - Lao Wang, bring a bow and arrow.

The Wang family and his son were already dumbfounded, completely frightened by the conversation between the master and servantβ€”what was the situation? Is this an atonement or an inquiry? I've never heard of anyone doing this.

Wang Li's face was so gloomy that he almost wrung out water, his chest rose and fell rapidly, his cheeks bulged out of his muscles, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "What does Shaojun want?" Deceive me, no one is evil? ”

Zhang Fang got up slowly, walked to the entrance with his hands in his hands, and said in a calm and calm tone: "Wang Zhonglang, please allow me to make an assumption." If one day, Wang Zhonglang is not in the house, I will bring my servants to pay a visit, and the prince will invite me to visit the back garden of your house. Then my servants beat the servants of your house in the back garden and went away...... Wang Zhonglang, will you bring a servant to make amends? ”

Wang Li's face darkened and he didn't say a word.

Wang Zhu couldn't help but say loudly: "But it's your house slave who beats people......"

"My servant is self-defense, and he has a duty to stop trouble. The most important thing is that whether he is beaten or he beats people, the essence of this matter has not changed, and it is consistent with our assumptions. Zhang Fang squinted at Wang's father and son, "If Wang Zhonglang said that even if such an unpleasant thing happens, he is willing to bring a domestic slave to my house to make amends, it would be great." I, a little slave, will soon give Wang Zhonglang a chance to prove his mind. If Wang Zhonglang chooses no......"

Zhang Fang paced back to the soft seat, sat down slowly, pressed his hands on his knees, and said calmly: "Zhang Fang is young and knowledgeable, and I really don't know how to deal with this matter. I want to come to Wang Zhonglang is the mourning marquis of Yangping, and when he is the younger brother of the queen, he is very knowledgeable and insightful. If you want to imitate Wang Zhonglang's decision, only the king's horse is the first to look forward, please make a decision. ”

Wang Li is a little dizzy now, how did he go around and make his own decision? If he said yes, the three servants in the house would be killed by the cub in front of him; If you say no, you want to make amends to the other party...... How did things come to this?

Wang Zhu was even more dizzy than his father, and he was shocked and angry, and his halberd pointed at Zhang Fang: "You, you ......" for a long time, "you" didn't have a reason.

Zhang Fang didn't even look at Wang Zhu, stared at Wang Lidao: "Wang Zhonglang is a good tutor." ”

Wang Lizheng was holding back his anger, his eyes were sharp when he heard the words, and he waved his hand violently, and Yu Ruyi was knocking on the back of his son's fingers.

Syllable! Yu Ruyi shattered to the ground, Wang Zhu covered his hands, and looked at his father with a look of horror and pain.

Wang Li raised his knees and stood up slowly, he wanted to look directly into Zhang Fang's eyes, but somehow, his eyes were spicy when he touched it, and he couldn't stand it, so he had to avoid it unwillingly, and said coldly: "Young Jun's eloquence, Wang Li has learned it." Today's events should be remembered in your heart, and you will not dare or forget, and you will report them in the future. Drop-off! He didn't look back and walked away.

Zhang Fang knew that he was right. Wang Li didn't care about the life or death of the three house slaves at all, but he couldn't afford to lose this face.

Zhang Fang walked out of the palace with the crowd, and was about to bend down to board the car, when a hesitant voice came from behind him: "Childe, I provoked the matter, in fact, it's good to hand me over, you can't offend the queen's brother......"

Zhang Fang stopped his figure, turned his head to look at the sixth junior high, and said seriously: "First, we take care of this matter; Second, do you still remember Donggeng Fengsui? ”

Chu Liu nodded vigorously: "This life is unforgettable." ”

"We have fought side by side, that is comrades-in-arms, and I Zhang Fang will not betray my comrades-in-arms."

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When the group drove past the front of Jingzhao Yin Temple, a voice came from outside the carriage: "But Fuping Shaojun?" ”

Zhang Fang had the ability to never forget, and immediately heard that this was Wan Zhang's voice, and immediately ordered him to stop, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and sure enough, he saw Wan Zhang bowing down on the stone steps of the temple.

"I was about to visit Shaojun in the house, but I didn't expect to meet here." Wan Zhang walked down the stone steps as he spoke, approached the car, looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "The whereabouts of the assassin have been found, can you take a step to speak?" ”

Zhang Fang was very simple: "Get in the car." ”

The curtain was lowered, the carriage continued to move forward, and Wan Zhang took out a roll of slips from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang'an sat still and asked, "Kumon?" ”

Wan Zhang understood what he meant, and said in a low voice: "It's a transcription, no matter how bold Wan Zhang is, he doesn't dare to take official documents privately, Shaojun rest assured." ”

Zhang Fang nodded, reached out to take it, and unfolded.

This is a post-mortem check, in the north of Baling City, someone found a corpse in a house, reported to the official and confirmed that it was a suicide, and the scene was searched for a forbidden weapon, a crossbow. The deceased's name was young, about 30 years old, he had just rented a house for less than two months, and he didn't know many neighbors, and his identity and origin became mysterious.

"These alone are not enough to confirm the real murderer, and the reason why this person is determined to be an assassin is because of the rags provided by Shaojun." Wan Zhang said as he took out a piece of gray cloth from his pocket and put together the strips of rags that Zhang Fang handed him yesterday, and the cracks were tightly sealed.

"It's cloth cut from a corpse." Wan Zhang put the gray cloth on it.

Zhang Fang took it, compared it carefully, and confirmed that it was correct. I have to say that Wan Zhang's efficiency in solving the case is quite good. It's just that the assassin died, all clues were interrupted, and the reason for the assassination and behind the scenes became a mystery again.

Anyway, Zhang Fang counted the feelings of ten thousand chapters and arched his hand: "It's hard to supervise the thief." ”

Wan Zhang showed a wry smile: "The hard work is more than this. ”

"Huh?"

"Fang just received a murder case, in a restaurant in Dongshi, two drunk men quarreled and fought with each other. One person stumbled, fell down the stairs and died. After investigation, the deceased was a slave of the Shaojun clan. ”

Zhang Fang was originally leaning against the wall of the car, and couldn't help but straighten up when he heard the words: "Who is it?" ”

"It's the house slave of the son of the second room of your mansion, and his name is Ding Jia." (To be continued.) )