Chapter 488: Wrath
Yu Shitai, a cool official from a ploppy background, has a few taels of bones Yang Fan couldn't be clearer, these days they have been holding their tails and being people, and they have no arrogance to talk about, suddenly unusual, arrogant, must be justified, so ...... What are they relying on? Is there something you don't know is going on?
The more Yang Fan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and immediately said to Anu: "Go faster, let's go back to the Criminal Department immediately!" ”
Before he could say a word, Yang Fan had already left, and Anu immediately followed quickly.
Yang Fan quickly returned to the Criminal Department, threw the horse to Anu, and immediately hurried to the Simen Division, even if the official went out of Beijing, in addition to the official certificate, there must be a road guide, and the road guide was investigated by the Criminal Department Simen Division, he wanted to find out the movement of the Yushitai group out of Beijing, and he would know it when he checked it here.
As soon as Yan Xiaojun saw Yang Fan coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, and said with a haha: "Yang Langzhong, why did you come here at this hour, but is there anything you want to help my brother?" ”
Yan Xiaojun will be repaid, nicknamed "Sweet Potato", Yang Fan's means of rectifying the Yushitai are very appetizing to him, coupled with the fact that the Criminal Department is the head of the four divisions of the Criminal Department, Yang Fan's authority is getting heavier, and he seems to be the most powerful figure in the entire Criminal Department, so he can't help but be disrespectful and affectionate.
Yang Fan hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "Brother Yan, there are many imperial historians in the Imperial History Observatory who left Beijing in a hurry, I don't know where they went, what business trip, does Brother Yan know?" ”
Yan Xiaojun squeezed his eyes at him, lowered his voice and smiled: "Hehe! I knew you were staring at them, Erlang's character, I really admired it. Don't worry, I've written down where they are, and I'm about to send them to you! ”
Yan Xiaojun led Yang Fan back to the bookcase, grabbed a file, flipped through it at random, took out a note from it, and handed it to Yang Fan. Yunnan, Shu, Guizhou, Sichuan, Guizhou. Especially the six roads of Lingnan.
Yang Fan asked in surprise, "What happened to cause the Yushitai to fall out of the nest?" ”
Yan Xiaojun said: "I didn't ask about this, they were urging very urgently, because there is a holy will, and it is inconvenient for me to obstruct it." I only heard that it has a great relationship with the flow of people. Oh! By the way, you can go to Lao Sun, whose capital is in charge of the captives, slaves, and exiled officials and their families throughout the world. I heard that Yushitai had just handed over a list of lists, and he had taken several lists from him. ”
Yang Fan hurriedly thanked Yan Xiaojun after hearing this, and hurried to the lawsuit.
Sun Yuxuan, the official of the Duguan Lang, is nicknamed "difficult to write", this person was born in a science and is not good at the law, and he has been an official for so many years. Still has not made the slightest progress, and it is always difficult to deal with the official documents, and I don't know how to write.
At this moment, there is a lot of backlog on his bookcase, piled up in four stacks, as high as a mountain, Sun Langzhong buried his head in the case, holding a pen in one hand. Stroke your forehead with one hand. With a sad face, Yang Fan hurried to arrive. He arched his hand and said: "Brother Sun, is there someone from Yushitai today?" What are they here for? ”
Sun Yuxuan looked up and saw that it was Yang Fan coming, so he hurriedly got up and said, "Ah, Erlang is here, sit down, sit down!" I'm too busy here, and the Imperial Observatory has indeed handed over an official document, but I haven't had time to read it yet......"
Sun Yuxuan said, flipped through the mountains of cases, took out a copy and handed it to Yang Fan, and said, "Erlang, please see, this is it, is there something wrong?" ”
Yang Fan took over the case handed over by Yushitai, and after only a few glances, his face changed sharply, and his hands involuntarily trembled, Sun Yuxuan said worriedly: "Erlang, what's wrong with you!" How can it be like malaria? Do you want to find a healer......
Yang Fan's hands were divided, and the case turned into fragments in the sky with a "bang", Yang Fan slammed his fist on the public case, and shouted: "Wan Guojun, you should be killed!" ”
There was a loud "boom", and a very strong Limu Gong case was smashed to pieces by Yang Fan's punch, and the mountain of cases suddenly collapsed, Sun Yuxuan was so frightened that he staggered back and stammered: "Second...... Jiro, what's wrong with you? ”
Yang Fan's face was red, his breath was short, and even a pair of pupils were red, and the iron fists were clenched by him, Sun Yuxuan was so frightened that he stumbled on the collapsed public case, sat down with his buttocks, and was buried in the pile of cases.
Sun Yuxuan hurriedly pushed away the case and poked his head out, and saw several scribes breaking in when they heard the sound, and were probing their brains there, looking curious, but Yang Fan had long since disappeared.
"Lang Zhong ......"
As soon as she returned to the Criminal Department, Anu returned to being a competent little servant, and her voice was a little rougher, and when she saw Yang Fan rushing out of the official yamen, she immediately greeted her.
Unexpectedly, Yang Fan ignored it, and rushed past her in a puff of smoke, looking at his appearance of wanting to breathe fire, as if he was an angry bull, more precisely, a crazy bull!
Anu exclaimed in shock: "Langzhong, what's wrong with you? Where is this going? ”
Yang Fan hurriedly replied: "I'll go to the corridor, you don't have to follow!" And he vanished.
Anu was relieved, and hurriedly chased to the horse corridor, and saw that the side door was wide open, Yang Fan whipped on the horse's stock, and the horse's four hooves flew over, and it disappeared from the gate in an instant.
Anu stood there in a daze, looking at the shaking door, she began to miss the mature Yang Fan who was talking and laughing and killing people on the long street of Luoyang, and Zhizhu was in her hands.
A woman's mind is sometimes really hard to guess.
Yang Fan whipped one whip after another, and the horse under his crotch was like an arrow off the string, fortunately, this is the scope of the imperial city, and there are no people walking around in this area, let alone small traders between shops and Yougefang Lane, otherwise at his speed, even on Dingding Street, which is fifty zhang wide, it will inevitably hit people.
"Three hundred and seventeen, one hundred and twenty-three males, one hundred and ninety-four females, twenty-nine elderly persons over seventy years old, ninety-two children under the age of ten, and two of them infant babies who had just been registered......"
Every number, every life, is like a needle, stitch by needle in Yang Fan's heart, piercing his heart with thousands of holes and blood.
The official document handed over by the Imperial Historical Observatory was very simple, just listing the age, name, place of origin, and identity of those people, so that the Criminal Department could cancel these people and put them on the death list. What is written in the official document is how these people instigated the ignorant Lingnan people to deliberately rebel and how they used their status as the Li Tang clan to stir up trouble.
But it was precisely those emotionless digital narratives that they had simply covered up with a single sentence that turned into a lingering tragic picture in Yang Fan's mind.
After he avenged his family vengeance, he thought that the image that had been a nightmare in his heart since childhood would never appear again, but now he clearly saw it again.
He saw the burning villages, saw the mutilated corpses, heard the cries of despair, and watched the heads of people fly with a heart of blood......
When he saw the book handed over by the Imperial Historical Observatory, he understood that those imperial historians who pretended to be obedient dogs with their tails between their tails were once again showing off their might, and he also understood the real reason for the tragedy in Yushan County.
Yushitai was cornered, and the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry.
They do not hesitate to use this kind of means that once they fail, they will never recover, to create a false impression that there are thieves everywhere in the world and the empress's throne is not stable, only in this way will the empress feel their importance, will protect them, and will not allow the officials to suppress them, because they are still useful.
Yang Fan felt that it was his fault, if it weren't for his persecution of Yushitai too much, these cool officials might not have committed such a dehumanizing massacre to those already harmless homeless families; He felt that this was also Li Zhaode's fault, if it weren't for the arrogant prime minister who was too rigid and allowed those mad dogs to leave Beijing, how could they have the opportunity to inflict their sharp teeth on those defenseless women, children, old and weak who had no ability to resist?
All kinds of scenes, like a marquee, rotated in his mind, a concave eye, an eagle nose, a cool face, a pair of thin and cold lips opened and closed, pulling two deep nasolabial folds to distort the shape, and the fierce and gloomy voice kept echoing in Yang Fan's ears: "Kill!" Kill them all! Don't let any of them go! ”
That face suddenly became Wan Guojun, you became Zhao Jiulong, and you became Wang Deshou......
The imperial historians poured out of their nests and rushed to the six realms of Yunnan, Shu, Guizhou, Sichuan, Gui and Lingnan respectively, that is to say, the unjust souls of Yushan that have been poisoned have not yet dispersed, and there will be more people who will suffer from poison! Goshidai has unleashed a bunch of man-eating devils!
Yang Fan beat the horse like a fly and rushed to Li Zhaode's home.
There is no court meeting today, and the hundred officials are still working, but because most of the prime ministers are old, except for the prime minister on duty, the other prime ministers, like the empress, can rest at home for a day.
On the road ahead, a gorgeous light car came galloping, accompanied by more than a dozen shirt-worn guards in front of and behind the car.
"Princess, it's Yang Langzhong!"
The groom who was driving the carriage saw a flying horse from a distance, squinted his eyes, and immediately screamed.
With a "bang", the sedan curtain opened, revealing a natural and charming face, which was Princess Taiping.
Princess Taiping looked into the distance, only to see a person lying on a horse, the clothes and belts fluttered in the wind, almost thrown into a straight line behind her, the ponytail was also raised in the air, and the clothes and belts floated straight to the back, and the whole person formed a forward very energetic picture.
The red horsemane of the jujube red horse flew like a fire, and the face of the knight in the shadow flickered, but the face that was getting closer and closer became clearer and clearer, and that was indeed Yang Fan.
"Erlang is really angry, fortunately I came in time!"
Princess Taiping let out a long breath and said sharply: "Quickly stop Yang Fan to the palace!" ”
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