At this time, the Jiankang Yang Mansion.

The ten-year-old little girl Wu Mosang had just undressed and gone to bed, her two eye sockets were big black circles, and in the small room, there were books everywhere, and she clenched her little fists before going to bed, Li Fengwu, I won't lose to you!

What my father learned to lose to you in Zhenjiangyuan Garden, I must get it back in person!

I want my father to look down under Jiuquan, the Li family Xiaofeng who makes you feel that she can't be compared in this life, my daughter wants to defeat him with her talent, and tell the people of the world that you Wu Jingluo is also a person of Wentao.

I, Wu Mosang, must comfort you in front of the people of the world.

There are people in the Wu family, Wu Jingluo, and Huai Cai is not met.

The Wu family has a daughter, Wu Mosang, who does not lose the young phoenix.

I, Wu Mosang, will never be willing to be an ordinary maid.

Wu Shuji...... It's disgusting to think about this name, I am me, I am Wu Mosang, I live for myself!

I want that day when no one can sell me to and fro again.

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On the night of the Shangyuan Festival in the second year of Longxing, several families were happy and a few were sad.

Zhang's Mansion on Qingyun Street, Zhang Jun Zhishi is very comfortable after that, raising flowers and hugging his grandson to read books, no longer worrying about family and country affairs, although he is a little uncomfortable for a while, but the body goes down day by day, so it is a very good destination.

When I was reading history books at night, I suddenly heard a dog barking in the yard next door, and I was secretly surprised, I still have to go out at this time?

When he walked out of the room, he called a slave and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Returning to the country, someone from the Criminal Department came to say that there would be a fire in the house of the Royal Street Lamp, and there were countless deaths and injuries, and it was suspected that someone had deliberately set the fire, and the official family had sent the matter to Lin'an Mansion and the Criminal Department to jointly investigate and deal with it, and the lord went to Lin'an Mansion to join Zhuge Shangshu."

Zhang Jun nodded, looked up, and saw that there was still a dark red firelight on the other side of the royal street.

What an eventful spring.

I just don't know how big the loss is, and I suddenly thought that it is not a trivial matter to be able to alarm the official family at this time, if the Criminal Department and the Lin'an Mansion can find out, it is fine, if it can't be found, the official family is afraid that it will be hit.

At that time, I am afraid that I will issue another edict of guilt.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun actually had some sympathy, the official family is also a poor person, because of the failure of the Northern Expedition, he issued the edict of guilt not long ago, if he is guilty of this incident, how much is left of the authority of the Son of Heaven?

The Great Song Dynasty is full of rivers and mountains, and it is full of poor people.

Zhang Jun sighed, went back to the room, and wanted to write something, but after putting pen to paper, he didn't write anything after all.

Only a huge ink color remains on the rice paper.

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Also on Qingyun Street, in Taichangqing Liu Xiangzheng's house, tonight's culprits Liu Zicheng, Liu Ziyuan and Zhu Maocai sat in the room, the candles were flickering, and the room was extremely quiet.

Liu Zicheng was quite calm, just staring at the candle in a daze.

Liu Ziyuan was a little more panicked, sitting there with a dead face, his eyes were blank, his hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly, and he didn't even dare to look up at the window.

From his position, he could see the fire when he looked up.

The most frightened person is Zhu Maocai.

Sitting there slumped and trembling like chaff, his face was so pale that he wanted to force his composure to raise the teacup and drink hot water, but he could only hear the gurgling sound of the teacup and the lid of the cup.

In the end, he couldn't hold the teacup steadily, and fell to the ground with a snap.

I didn't know that the hot water was burning on my feet, I just squatted down, trembling and trying to pick up the teacup, but a pair of hands with fine skin and tender flesh were not good, but were cut out by the fragments of the teacup, and the blood was thick.

Zhu Maocai didn't feel any pain at all, and still numbly clutched the fragments.

Liu Zicheng saw it in his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop, do you want to die!" ”

Zhu Maocai's last line of defense was completely broken, and he fell to the ground, almost crying: "I don't want to die!" ”

The punishment of the Great Song Dynasty is not as good as that of the scholars.

But he is not a scholar at all, and tonight's incident is not a matter of killing or injuring one or two people, but hundreds of people, not to mention that he is not a scholar, even if he is a scholar, then he will run away.

Liu Ziyuan was distracted, Zhu Mao was on the verge of collapse, and Liu Zicheng, the only one who could still maintain his composure, took a deep breath and asked, "Where is the person you sent to set the fire now?" ”

Zhu Maocai didn't seem to hear it, and he still read in horror, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die." ”

Liu Zicheng is very angry, if you don't want to die, then cheer me up!

walked over and picked up Zhu Maocai, and slapped him in the face, "Are you sober?" ”

Zhu Maocai looked at Liu Zicheng blankly.

Putting down Zhu Maocai, Liu Zicheng walked back and forth, "Now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, no one can run away from anyone, if you don't want to die, it's best to cheer me up, this matter is not without room for maneuver." ”

As soon as he heard that there was still hope for life, Zhu Mao finally regained a little anger, "How is that good?" ”

Liu Zicheng asked again: "Where is the person you sent to set the fire now?" ”

Zhu Maocai's hands were full of blood, and he trembled when he heard the words: "It was Zhu Heng who set the fire, I'm afraid he has already returned to the house." ”

Liu Zicheng pondered for a moment, "This person can't be kept!" ”

Liu Ziyuan and Zhu Maocai were shocked, "You mean? ”

Liu Zicheng waved his hand and was categorical, "We must not let him fall into the hands of Lin'an Mansion or the Criminal Department, we must put an end to it, this matter must be done as soon as possible, and we can't delay a single cent." ”

Looking at the indifference in Liu Zicheng's eyes, Zhu Mao shuddered, feeling strange for the first time, Liu Zicheng was like a devil at this moment.

That Zhu Heng is the one who inherited your chrysanthemum love.

Liu Zi is good at Longyang, this is not a secret in the circle, in order to please this Taichangqing's son, Zhu Mao brought Zhu Heng, the son of a distant uncle, back to Lin'an from his hometown.

Zhu Heng has read books for a few years, he is beautiful and smart, and in Liu Zicheng's words, he is very beautiful.

Today's matter, he was not at ease with others, so he let him go in person, never thought that the matter had reached such an inextricable point, and there were thousands of dead and injured on the royal street.

Suddenly remembered something, he was a little clumsy, but Liu Zicheng, who is known for his intelligence, couldn't have expected it, he still agreed, this person is really ruthless to the extreme.

For his own selfish desires, he dared to be so careless of human life.

After thinking about it, where is he going, in order to please the Liu family brothers, this idea was put forward by himself.

Cold sweat like rain.

Maybe at a critical juncture, Liu Zicheng will also treat Zhu Heng like him, abandoning himself to protect their brothers.

Liu Zicheng suddenly waved his sleeves and said decisively: "Go your separate ways, Maocai, you go back to the house quickly, find a reliable person, and kill Zhu Heng, remember, you must do it without leaving a trace, you can get him drunk first, and then throw him into the deep well, and tomorrow it will be announced to the public that Zhu Heng was drunk and drowned." ”

After thinking about it for a while, he said: "God knows this matter, you know and I know, you two must keep your tone, and you must not be known by a third party, after tonight, I will go to the criminal department to find my boss to inquire about the situation." ”

Zhu Maocai and Liu Ziyuan calmed down a little when they heard this, yes, we still have Zhuge Jin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, my lord, even if this matter is finally found on Zhu Heng, but as soon as Zhu Heng dies, Zhuge Jin and I can't continue to investigate, and his son-in-law will not escape the involvement.

Besides, when the fire broke out, the scene was chaotic, who noticed Zhu Heng, and who knew him?

As long as Zhu Heng dies, this matter will be a headless public case! (To be continued.) )