Wei Han took the dragon guard to pull the copied gold and silver treasures to the square, and the large and small boxes were piled up into a hill, as well as many correspondence, account books, and registers.

Time was tight, and he couldn't check them one by one, but it was obviously impossible to say that there was nothing wrong in it.

He thought that he had done a very good job this time, but when he saw Luo Qi's beheading and severed hands in the square, he forced out a string of true and false witnesses, and when the ancestral home of the owner of the teahouse was about to come out, his face was stiff.

How can His Highness have a personal vendetta against the Luo Qi Communion!

"This is all a trick, even if it is true, it has nothing to do with my dealer's family, it is all a villain who is trying to provoke the relationship between His Highness and the dealer!" Zhuang Songhua is quite clever, but it's a pity that he is facing Liang Shi.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, anyway, they drew a charge, and I can be regarded as having an explanation for my father." Liang stood up slowly, and saw Zhuang Songhua's scalp tingling, "Palace...... Your Highness, what are you going to do! ”

He trembled and tried to retreat, but the guards behind him were all forced away by the dragon guards, and two others stepped forward to hold his arms, and Luo Qi, the killing god, walked towards him with a knife.

"Let go of me! I am an official of the imperial court, and you cannot lynch me indiscriminately! ”

Zhuang Songhua has been scared to soften his legs.

Although he led the Zhengcheng garrison and was a general-level figure, he was a real waste. The official positions are all from the Prime Minister of State, Ye Yinxun, except for the strong mouth, the three-legged cat's kung fu is not in the stream at all, and Rocky is not like a chick who is pressed by the neck and put on the ground.

"Nope! No! Zhuang Songhua saw that Luo Qi was going to cut off his head!

"Say, who told you to frame the Dragon Guard?" Luo Qi's death-threatening questioning was colder than the cold wind, and the smell of blood wafting in the air haunted him like a soul seeking his life, and he could barely breathe.

"No...... No, I didn't ......" but I didn't dare to admit that I had framed Liang Shi when I killed him.

Liang didn't care about going down the stairs, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Luo Qi obediently presented the knife with both hands.

Zhuang Songhua looked up and saw that the future female monarch calmly flipped over the blood-stained long knife, and he seemed to understand that Liang didn't care whether he pleaded guilty or not!

"You—You want to take human life?"

"When it comes to the grass and people's lives, Zhuang Da is the best to do, right?" Liang raised her eyebrows, Luo Qi was like a roundworm in her stomach, and sent the twenty or so heads to Zhuang Songhua's eyes, more than half of them were rotten and white, Zhuang Songhua was nauseated, and subconsciously hid behind but was forced to look at the child's head who lost half of his eyeballs by lifting his collar.

"This ...... These are all captured fugitive slaves, and the sale of life and death is the power of my dealer! Zhuang Songhua tried his best to defend himself.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of these lonely ghosts, he was afraid of soiling his face.

Liang narrowed her eyes, too lazy to talk to this kind of person, she lightly pulled the knife flower and put it on Zhuang Songhua's shoulder: "What the imperial grandmother said, you dare to forget." ”

Before Zhuang Songhua could react to what Yuan Shan Nujun had said, he only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, his entire right arm was cut off at the shoulder, and the fingers that fell to the ground twitched violently, and the sharp pain and fear made his eyes crack, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"Sir!" The third lady cried out heartbreakingly, and the child in her arms cried loudly.

Liang glanced away, and Mrs. Zhuang San was like a rabbit being targeted by a tiger and instantly held back, and she covered the child's mouth tightly, and her whining cry was suppressed.

Looking at Luo Qi's eyes quickly, he quickly pressed Zhuang Songhua's neck to force him to raise his head, not to bite his tongue and commit suicide in severe pain, while skillfully pointing the acupoints to stop the bleeding, seeing that his eyes were rolling and he was about to dizzy, and he bent his fingers and pressed against the acupoints behind his head to force people to wake up: "Your Highness still has something to ask." ”

This series of actions is done in one go, as if it has been done a thousand times.

Liang only felt comfortable, with Luo Qi there, she didn't even save a sentence of "don't let him faint".

"I don't care who the person behind you is, what the purpose is," Liang threw the knife away, and the plasma flowed down the cold light between the blades and fell in front of Zhuang Songhua's eyes, "You just need to tell him that I don't rub sand in my eyes." ”

This is clearly a warning to the dealer!

But Zhuang Songhua didn't dare to say a word now, and the only reason left would only nod.

Liang Shi crossed Zhuang Songhua, swept his eyes, and pointed at Luo Qi: "The people of Zhengcheng Villa are plotting against the palace, you go and kill a few people who should be killed, and then choose some people in the slave circle," she turned around and sneered: "Isn't Lord Zhuang going to follow the old Liang customs?" Then take these slaves as compensation to the main palace. ”

Daliang is the descendants of the Han people north of Huangshui who moved north and the nomadic people multiplied, and the old Liang customs mostly refer to the grassland customs, which are naturally slave trade and compensation.

Liang's most dragon guard was calculated by the dealer, according to the customs of the old Liang, the murder and bloodshed, the robbery of treasures, and the robbery of slaves were all made.

This is clearly ironic to the bookmaker.

On the one hand, he enjoys the benefits of the law of Daliang, but on the other hand, he does not want to obey the rules of the law.

Can all the good things in the world be taken away from them?

Liang Shi walked down the steps, turned over and got on his horse, and only the dragon guard carried all the treasures onto the carriage that came temporarily, and at this time, Luo Qi also finished his errand.

He killed several stewards in the mountain villas, raped slave girls, and persecuted civilians.

In addition to the old and the young, women and children, there were more than 200 slaves in the young and strong labor force, and Luo Qi selected thirty-five young and middle-aged among them, and brought them to Liang Zhi by hemp rope with his hands tied to him.

"Your Highness," he bowed his head.

Back then, he was also led to His Highness like this.

It's just Liang's most nodding kung fu, and his life will be different from then on.

Luo Qi's hand holding the hemp rope trembled slightly, and his eyes were red and hot, but the night was dark and the lights were too shallow, and the beam on the horseback could only feel his scorching gaze.

Liang glanced at the slaves simply, turned the horse's head and said lightly: "Go." ”

The dragon guards brushed away, leaving only Zhuang Songhua, who finally dared to howl, rolling on the ground.

"Master, master!" The third lady surrounded him and called out to the doctor.

Zhuang Songhua gritted his teeth: "Quick!" Send someone to Liang Jing quickly! Tell my father that Liang wants to kill him the most, and Liang wants to kill the dealer the most! My arm! "Third master