As she got closer, the woman's crying and the discussion of the people around her could be heard clearly.

"I don't know which ghost lacks virtue, even people's graves have been opened!"

"Aunt Zhao's life is really bitter, she died at a young age, and now she is actually ......"

"How long has her husband been dead, could it be that the enemy before his death has come to seek revenge?"

"No, no, Aunt Zhao is my neighbor, her father-in-law passed away twelve years ago, if there is an enemy, this revenge will not be avenged today twelve years later!"

Listening to these discussions, Bai Jinyu and Yan Luo squeezed forward. Bai Jinyu looked at the ground and was shocked.

I saw that a tomb on the ground was flattened and emptied, and a messy pit was dug out of the scorched sealed land, and a brown coffin was in this big pit, like a huge mouth of a black hole!

A tombstone that was more than three feet tall and had the inscription "The Tomb of the Deceased Husband Yao Yuxiang" was hammered and thrown aside.

Bai Jinyu stretched out his head to look at it, and was guessing that this might be a well-dressed mound, when he suddenly heard someone else: "Just dig people's graves, even the bones have been stolen, it's really too ruthless!" ”

At this time, Aunt Zhao had almost cried to the point of collapse, and she collapsed on the ground in an inhuman form, beside her was the coffin lid of her father-in-law's coffin. Her face was full of tears, and her eyes were empty and dejected, staring at the black and empty coffin underground.

Yan Luo looked at it, threw off his robe and walked in front of the woman, and said unfairly: "What kind of bandits are these people from?" At the feet of the Son of Heaven dare to dig people's graves recklessly?! Let's go, auntie, I'll take you to report to the official. ”

"No, no, no!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Aunt Zhao heard Yan Luo say that she wanted to report to the official, she immediately trembled, looked at Yan Luo and Bai Jinyu in horror, and repeated nervously: "No, no, no, you can't see the official, forget it, this may be his fate, don't go!" ”

Yan Luo couldn't understand it, squatted down and said to Aunt Zhao: "Auntie, don't be afraid, how can this world be so dark, let these gangs of gangsters do nonsense, and aunts must know how to fight back when they are bullied like this." ”

Aunt Zhao shrank her shoulders in horror, raised her head, and immediately recognized Yan Luo: "It turned out to be you, Gongzi!" ”

"It's me!"

Aunt Zhao shook her head and said, "Thanks to your help, I can't ask you to help me again and again." I didn't even catch a figure in this matter, but I was afraid that I would have to report to the official first with a few sticks, forget it......"

As she spoke, she stood up, looked at the people on the left and right, took out a little money from her arms, and said to everyone: "Which strong man can do well, help, and backfill this coffin and soil for my deceased husband!" ”

Immediately, a few righteous men came out of the pile with shovels. With just a stick of incense, the coffin board was covered again, and the loess was backfilled, forming a small tomb.

A big man lifted the tombstone on the ground, fortunately in misfortune, this tombstone was only hammered in the upper right corner, and the seven big characters of "the tomb of the deceased husband Yao Yuxiang" on the tablet are still intact.

When everything recovered, Aunt Zhao got up and walked over, groped her way to the tomb, and kowtowed nine times to the tombstone.

Her eyes were sad and her expression was very sad, which made people feel compassion.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Bai Jinyu and Yan Luo offered to send Aunt Zhao, who had eye disease, home. Since she helped her in the market last time, Aunt Zhao also trusted the two of them, so she agreed to send them back together.

At that moment, Bai Jinyu and Yan Luo returned to the woman's residence.

Aunt Zhao took out the key from her arms, opened the door, and invited Bai Jinyu and Yan Luo to enter the door.

Bai Jinyu stepped into the house, and couldn't help but sigh that the house was neat and orderly, the windows were bright and clean, the bedding was neatly stacked, and it was very regular, not at all like a house taken care of by people with eye diseases.

Yan Luo and Aunt Zhao were talking, Bai Jinyu looked in the room, and after a while, she saw a spiritual position, on which was written "The spiritual position of the deceased husband Yao Yuxiang", Bai Jinyu sighed in a low voice and asked, "Aunt Zhao, the relationship between you and your husband must be very, very good?" ”

Aunt Zhao raised her head, her eyes stopped for a moment, and said, "Madame, why did you say this!" ”

Bai Jinyu said: "It's nothing, I just think that the desk of your Xianggong Spiritual Seat is very neatly tied." Suddenly, she turned around and said, "Auntie, have you ever been in the palace?" ”

As soon as these words came out, that Aunt Zhao was stunned, and she was on guard, not daring to admit or deny it.

Bai Jinyu said: "I see that the hook rope on your bed tent is very chic, and this kind of flower rope seems to be only woven by the palace maids." And your home is so clean and tidy, it must be a matter of habit, so I'll make a guess. ”

In this case, Aunt Zhao said, "I...... It is true that I have been a palace maid, the first emperor had a year to amnesty palace maids, and women over the age of twenty were allowed to marry women out of the palace to marry a family, I was ......at that time" She looked at the spiritual position with a gentle gaze, and couldn't go on.

Bai Jinyu nodded, the emperor's release of the palace maid was also a good story back then.

"Auntie, do you know Xie Yao?" Bai Jinyu asked abruptly.

"Who is Xie Yao?"

Bai Jinyu said: "It's the young man who protected you on the street that day." “

Aunt Zhao shook her head: "That son, that day was also the first time I saw him...... Madame asked what this was for? ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

After that, Bai Jinyu and Yan Luo sat with Aunt Zhao for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.

"I don't seem to have found anything related to Xie Yao." Yan Luo said.

Bai Jinyu was noncommittal.

When it was late, Feng Chen came back from the palace. As soon as he returned to the house, he urgently asked if there was any news of Xie Yao in the house, and after learning that there was still no news, he stepped up and arranged for twenty more people to be distributed in Chang'an to find him.

"Your Highness, Xie Yao has been missing for two and a half days, should we report to the official?"

"No, you don't." Feng Chen barely thought about it.

Feng Chen's reaction, combined with Feng Chen's unusual nervousness in the past two days, Bai Jinyu expected that things must not be simple, so he said, "Your Highness, I have something to tell you. ”

Feng Chen turned his head.

Bai Jinyu then told Fengchen about himself, Xie Yao, and Yan Luodang Street to relieve Aunt Zhao's siege, and today's tomb of Aunt Zhao's husband was destroyed again.

After telling the story, Feng Chen was silent for a while, and asked keenly: "Who is the name of this Aunt Zhao's husband?!" ”

Bai Jinyu said: "Hmm...... It's called Yao Yuxiang, yes, that's the name!

"Yao Yuxiang." Feng Chen pondered the name, immediately frowned, grabbed Bai Jinyu and said, "Where is this Yao Yuxiang's tombstone?" ”

Bai Jinyu nodded and said, "It's on the outskirts of the city in the west." ”

Feng Chen said: "Quick, you take me to take a look!" ”