Finally riding a horse, Xia Xiancheng who came crookedly, saw a piece of dust raised far in front of him, and suddenly felt weak, he was just a civil official, not like they practiced martial arts on horseback all year round, and now from Hengzhou County to the suburbs, he has let him go to half a life, and he is still non-stop, and he almost fell headlong.

Fortunately, Fan Yefeng is a person who does what he says, and when he says that he is resting, he naturally stops and rests.

The pavilion is built on a protruding part of the mountain road, built against the mountain wall, with a green vine-covered mountain wall on the back and undulating mountains in front. The pavilion is made of stone, eroded by wind and frost, the upper side of the pillar is mottled, the wear is very serious, the handwriting on the top is also a blur, it is impossible to distinguish what the pavilion is, probably because of the remote terrain, few people rest, and there is no repair, so it is like a ruined wall.

Seeing this pavilion, Fan Yefeng suddenly thought of the pavilion when he first saw Qin Wanyi, he couldn't remember the appearance of the pavilion, whether it was as dilapidated as this one, but he remembered the name of the pavilion.

Misalignment Pavilion.

Fan Yefeng lifted his arm and fell into deep thought.

"Major General, so devoted, what do you see, what do you think?" He Sheng suddenly appeared behind Fan Yefeng, looking at his suddenly stunned appearance, he probed his brain, "Is there anything special about this pavilion, it is more dilapidated than the pavilion in the Wrong Fate Pavilion, and it is about to collapse." ”

He Sheng's voice was originally relatively loud, and when he said this, everyone could hear it, and the soldier who wanted to rest on his butt suddenly felt bad for a while.

The three words of the wrong fate pavilion were like a thorn, which made Fan Yefeng feel faintly painful.

Fan Yefeng, who finally wanted to be quiet for a while, had a sharp look in his eyes, turned around and walked to the horse, turned over to the horse, scolded him, took the lead, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"Major General......" He Sheng wanted to call, but unfortunately Fan Yefeng couldn't hear his call.

"Staff Officer He, can't you say a few words, along the way, we have had several breaks, and we have been interrupted by you every time."

"Yes, how long has the young general been on the road, and in the past few days, the minister must have just arrived in Guzhou."

The resting soldier shook his head, and before he could catch a few breaths, he had to turn over and hurry away, and his resentful eyes almost missed him.

"What's wrong with me?" He Sheng asked reasonably.

Can't you offend the meditating young general?

Don't you see the young general's preoccupied look?

Don't you know what the Major General is thinking?

In the hearts of the soldiers, shouting and shouting, they are all Fan Yefeng's closest soldiers, and they often follow Fan Yefeng to dispatch, whether it is the pursuit of the nine-fingered fast knife in the Wrong Yuan Pavilion, or the maintenance of Qin Wanyi in the school field of the General's Mansion, or the hand, foot and mouth disease in the wounded soldier village, or chasing Qin Wanyi in the rain in vain, how to say that he knows some things, but when he knows that reasoning with He Sheng, he will always be the only one who is right, so he will give up.

"Hey, you stinky boys are ......" He Sheng wanted to explain something, but no one paid attention to him anymore, "Isn't it the Wrong Fate Pavilion?" Could it be related to Qin Wanyi? Or is it related to not being able to catch up last time? If you can't catch up, can't you just catch up? People don't run away! What's so good about that Qin Wanyi? As for making people so worried? ”

He Sheng shrugged his shoulders, unable to understand, so he could only catch up with the team first.

I only pity Xia Xiancheng, and I didn't have a chance to catch my breath along the way.

All the way down, after ten miles, is a huge open space, at least six or seven hundred square abbots, there are dense trees growing around, but not a single tree grows in it, the weeds are paved with a shallow layer, and there is a faint light in the distance, as if there is a river flowing.

"Major General, this place is so big, where is the place where Mujia Village is located?" He Sheng had already caught up, not saying a word about what had happened before, or had long forgotten what he had said for a while.

"If the county records are correct, then, eight years ago, Mujia Village was here." Fan Yefeng turned over and dismounted, walked in a place where there was no grass, and pointed to the empty land, and under his feet, it was very likely that it was even the place where the corpse was buried.

"Here? It's impossible, Mujia Village is also a village of 500 people, how can it be like it has been filled in as flat ground, at least there should be some traces, right? He Sheng still didn't believe that even after the flood, there would be a crooked house, but it was clean, as if it was a barren mountain and a wild mountain, where there seemed to be traces of human life, although it had been eight years.

"Don't you know, on the court that day, Xing Ye said that Li Shangshu burned 500 people up and down the whole village with a fire, so the entire village of Mujia Village and the villagers were destroyed." Fan Yefeng explained, but his eyes were constantly wandering.

"This is ruthless enough, burn people alive, burn them alive, look at him seriously on weekdays, but he doesn't know that he kills people without blinking." He Sheng took a sip.

"Later, according to what Qi Shaoqi said, in order to cover up the truth, Li Shangshu must not let the charred corpse be exposed, and the wisest choice is to bury it." Fan Yefeng walked in the clearing, looking at the clearing surrounded by dense forests, his expression became more and more indifferent, and his lips tightened, "After Mujia Village was burned, there was no more land, and the charred corpses were buried in the soil, so naturally there would be no grass and trees to grow, and some of the five hundred people died of the plague, so it is reasonable to say that this land has only grown a shallow layer of weeds in the past eight years." ”

"Major General, where do we start?" He Sheng glanced at the open space, rubbing his hands, but he sighed a little hopefully, with their current manpower, plus the two of them, there were only thirty people, it was impossible to dig inch by inch until they dug up.

"Major General, Staff Officer He, do you want to start digging from the center and digging around, there may be a lot of people gathered in the center, even if you can't dig it, it will spread around, and it won't slip through?"

"Major General, Staff Officer He, why don't you divide the area, one person is responsible for a place, once you find it, you can dig it together?"

The soldiers below also participated in the discussion, and what they said also had a certain amount of truth, and Fan Yefeng always acquiesced to the fact that they could put forward any ideas.

"If you are Li Shangshu, in the face of about five hundred dead people, will you dig a big pit and bury it, or will you bury it nearby?" Fan Yefeng did not rush into action, nor did he negate the suggestions put forward by several soldiers, He Sheng's concerns were not unreasonable, he had to come up with the most practical method.

"Dig a big pit, so that it is convenient to fill it, and since you have done something wrong, the more you want to end it as soon as possible, and it will not be buried one by one, and the burial is not deep."

As soon as this remark came out, many people agreed.

"It makes sense, it's the same as fighting a war, when a war ends, the brothers go to collect the corpses, naturally all the corpses will be gathered together, and they will be buried together after they are recorded one by one, it is impossible to dig pits one by one, if only one or two people can still do this, if there are too many people, this method is not feasible." He Sheng agrees.

"However, my subordinates think it will be a nearby landfill."

There are also soldiers who insist on their own opinions, and when He Sheng heard this, he hooked his shoulders and put his back on his back.

"Tell me about it."

The soldier was hooked by the neck, but it was not tightened, and he was already used to the way he got along with He Sheng, and said slowly: "Because the young general Fang Cai said that five hundred people were burned to death, and the charred corpses should not be able to withstand transportation, and the soldiers who buried the villagers were no longer afraid, and it was impossible to touch them with their own hands." After all, these villagers are innocent, they killed them with their own hands, and their conscience is also uneasy, and they are even more worried that there will be karma and be haunted by unjust spirits. ”

"Haunted by ghosts? You kid can really imagine it. He Sheng rubbed the soldier's hair, and the force was so strong that it almost broke his neck.

Fan Yefeng glared at He Sheng, He Sheng raised his hands in surrender, and then let go.

"Superstitious ghosts and gods are not nothing, and they may also feel bad luck and not touch it, you continue." Fan Yefeng listened quietly.

Encouraged by Fan Yefeng, the soldier told again: "And the villagers have the plague again, and the soldiers will not carry them one by one, they must dig a pit next to the corpses and push them directly into the burial." ”

"You have a point." Fan Yefeng agreed with his subordinates' analysis, "However, think about it again, what was the situation like when the village was burned in the first place? ”

When the soldier heard this, he was puzzled.

"If Li Shangshu insists on burning the village, because some of the five hundred people have the plague, so they are weak and unable to resist, and they will concentrate in one place to cultivate, and after the fire spreads, they will not be able to flee, so they can only be burned alive. At that time, the flood had just passed, and the houses collapsed, and they would definitely be gathered together, and the most likely place to concentrate so many people would be the Central Dragon King Temple in Mujia Village, because they thought that this flood was the anger of the Dragon King, so they longed for the protection of the Dragon King. On the way here, Fan Yefeng has already asked people to inquire about the general situation of Mujia Village, although it has been a long time, some things must have a certain basis.

"What about the other part?" He Sheng asked.

"If the village is burned down, as long as it is not a powerless person, it will resist, and the remaining part of the villagers will definitely want to rush out, so that there must have been a dispute at the head of the village, and most of them will die at the head of the village, or be killed or burned." Fan Yefeng walked at the head of the village, where there was a stone, but it fell to the ground, half of it was buried in the soil, only half of it was exposed, and a few strokes and drawings were faintly visible on it.

When everyone heard this, they nodded.

"Major General, you're still powerful." He Sheng gave a thumbs up, provoking Fan Yefeng's disregard.

"So, after the county government catches and delivers the shovels, you are divided into two groups, one group is digging at the head of the village, and the other group is digging in the center, do you understand?" Fan Yefeng's words are not heavy, but as long as he listens to them, he will abide by them, because his words always have a certain amount of truth, and they will not be unfounded judgments.

"Ye Feng"

Just as Fan Yefeng was giving the order, there were several galloping horses' hooves behind him, accompanied by Qing Yue's voice, which was very familiar.

Fan Yefeng turned his head, but saw that there were ten horses in front of him, and there was one person sitting on the horse, wearing a fast-catching costume, and there were several shovels on the horseback.

Just as he was wondering if someone was really calling him, suddenly, behind the ten horses, a red horse broke through the obstacle in front of him and came straight to him.

Seeing the visitor, Fan Yefeng frowned slightly, but the other party waved a hand and greeted him from afar.

When the person turned over and fell off the horse, Fan Yefeng stepped forward and was about to salute, Zhong Liushuo had already greeted him: "Yefeng, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you are still so powerful!" ”

Fan Yefeng was indifferent to Zhong Liushuo's praise, and instead asked suspiciously, "Ten Princes, why did you come here?" ”

"Of course I'm looking for you." Zhong Liushuo saw that there were too many people standing next to him, so he immediately squeezed his eyebrows with Fan Yefeng, and then hooked his shoulders, the two seemed to be brothers, but Zhong Liushuo's height was slightly shorter than Fan Yefeng's, so it seemed a little difficult.

Fan Yefeng didn't know Zhong Liushuo's intention, but since he appeared in such a remote place, it would definitely not be accidental, maybe it was still a matter of urgency.

"He Sheng, I'll leave the matter here to you."

Fan Yefeng explained, and walked into the forest next to him with Zhong Liushuo, until no one saw it, Zhong Liushuo restrained the look of the hippie smile.

"Ten Princes......"

Before Fan Yefeng could ask anything, Zhong Liushuo put his hand into his chest, very deep, and after digging for a long time, he finally pulled out a thing, holding it in his arms like a baby, this thing was lost, and he couldn't get it back with ten lives.

"Do you know this?"

Zhong Liushuo was holding a jade wrench in his hand, and when Fan Yefeng saw it, he immediately knelt down.

Zhong Liushuo hurriedly supported him and explained: "Don't kneel to me, I can't afford it, if you want to kneel, kneel to his master." ”

"Ten Princes, have you ever met Prince He? And are there any instructions from the Prince? Fan Yefeng's eyes were faintly filled with excitement.

The reason why the emperor is suspicious of the general's palace threatening the Daxing Dynasty is precisely because the Fan family is in power and the Fan family is loyal to the Daxing Dynasty, however, secretly he does not listen to the emperor's orders, but with the prince.

At the beginning, the emperor intended to Zen the throne and the prince, but the prince abandoned the throne like a shoe, the throne can only fall into the hands of the emperor today, the emperor was worried about the instability of the Daxing Dynasty, so he handed over the military power to the prince, one is to protect his life is safe and worry-free, and the other is if one day the great prosperity of the dynasty ****, I hope to come forward with the prince to stabilize the situation.

Nowadays, the emperor is becoming more and more vigilant about the General's Mansion, and if this continues, the position of the General's Mansion is very dangerous.

The General's Mansion protects and the Prince's duties, and the Prince He also upholds the responsibilities of the General's Mansion.

"Uncle Six Emperors has seen it, but ah, this thing is not in the hands of my irresponsible Uncle Six Emperors now." Zhong Liushuo explained.

"What do you mean?" Fan Yefeng frowned, this jade wrench finger is related to military power, and it cannot be easily transferred, even if it is transferred, it does not fall into the hands of the Ten Princes.

"Uncle Sixth Emperor handed over this jade wrench finger to Brother Jiu, and now Brother Jiu is in charge of everything, because he was afraid that you would not believe it, so he asked me to come over and spread the word." Zhong Liushuo suddenly felt that the jade wrench in his hand became heavy, but not everyone can accept this jade wrench, if he is not careful, he is likely to be grabbed by his father, and he will not get out so easily at that time.