The hustle and bustle of North City is still there.

There are already drunken people on the streets.

The Wuhou grabbed a few drunken ones and threw them into the corner of the street.

The most prosperous should be the taverns decorated with red lanterns, and some of the Jin Wuwei who are on duty are not allowed to enter them, but they might as well laugh at the beauties through the doors and windows.

There is laughter and laughter everywhere, and the gentle township can make people forget their troubles the most. There is never a shortage of guests in such a place.

The gate of the North City was not closed, but there were people guarding it outside. At night, the cool breeze blows through the streets, making people feel comfortable.

A carriage came from the long street in the distance, and Wu Hou took a look from afar, just in time to see the lanterns of Shangshufu dotted on the side of the carriage. This can't be stopped, and I don't know which Lord Shangshu it is, but it is also a high-ranking official in the court, far from being something that a small person like himself can anger.

The carriage drove all the way to the southwest, and the Shendu City was very quiet in the dark night, and the carriage did not encounter any obstacles, and soon drove to Shangshanfang.

As usual, the doors of the Shendu will not be opened, but there is always an exception to everything. The attendant of Shangshu Mansion took the waist card and woke up Fang Zheng, who was still sleepy-eyed, and asked him to quickly open the door of the fang.

"This old man is not happy in North City, what are you doing when you come back at this point?" Fang Zheng muttered quietly, but he didn't dare to let others hear, so he quickly closed the door again.

Yang Yi's house is in Shangshanfang.

Yang Yi's wife, Xue, had already rested, and when she heard that her husband was back, she hurriedly dressed and prepared to go out to greet her. Halfway through, she heard that her husband had brought back a young woman, and she was angry and went back to her house.

"I don't know where to bring back the little slut! This old turtle, hurry up and die in bed! ”

Through the doors and windows, you can hear Xue's faint scolding, and a few slaves passing by couldn't help but be silent, and even their footsteps were much slower.

The entire Yang Mansion is very clear about the temperament of its master.

Yang Yi was born as a military general, so naturally he would not want to pay attention to elegance like some civil servants. He has always liked women, and there are already more than 20 concubines at home, and there are countless romantic debts outside.

The winter girl's eyes were closed, as if she had fallen into a stupor. Several maids hurriedly went over to take the handle and carried the girl down from Rudong. This kind of thing can only be done by them, and Yang Yi is not allowed to be touched by other men in his concubine room.

"Master, a garden has been vacated in the backyard, and the small one has been cleaned this morning." The housekeeper hurried to Yang Yi's side.

"Hmm—go get some cold towels for the old man." Yang Yi said in a deep voice.

The housekeeper raised his head, only to find that his master's face was a little red and swollen, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "Master, who hurt you?" ”

"Don't make a noise, just apply a cold compress. Did you put all the medicine you prepared in the house? ”

"If you go back to the master, everything is ready."

"That's good, that's good......"

Yang Yi seemed a little excited, the backyard had already prepared the house, and naturally there were servants in front to guide the way. Miss Rudong was supported by a group of maids and followed Yang Yi into the elegant garden.

It's late at night.

Soon, from the courtyard, there was a weak and terrible scream.

The servants guarding the garden looked at each other, and then there was a tacit understanding not to listen. This kind of thing has long been no secret in the house.

The next morning, the butler waited at the door early. Today is a day of rest, and there is no early pilgrimage. But it is inevitably not a good thing for the host to lie in bed, after all, the family still has to ask the master for peace.

Behind him, a maid had already picked up a basin of water and a towel, ready to serve Yang Yi to rest.

Yang Yi got up late today, which was expected. Madame had already had breakfast and left the table without waiting for Yang Yi to appear. This is undoubtedly not in harmony with the etiquette system, but the Yang family's housewife Xue is the eldest daughter of Xue Dingjie of the Great Zhou Shangzhu Kingdom, although the old Zhuguo has been retired to the home for a long time, but he has a great reputation in the army. Even Xu Wushu at the beginning was also a disciple of Xue Dingjie.

Yang Yi can become a Xia official book, and there is no shadow of Xue Dingjie. The Xue family is in the Yang family, so there is no need to look at Yang Yi's face.

The housekeeper waited for a long time, until the third pole of the day, he asked Yang Yi to wake up, so he shouted loudly: "Master, it's dawn, the little one will go in and serve you to wash." ”

There was no reply in the house, maybe the old man still wanted to warm up for a while? The housekeeper decided to wait, remembering the girl who was carried in yesterday, a girl who looked young and smart, and even he had a little heartbeat. He heard the shouting from the Yayuan last night, and it is estimated that the old man is still lying on the bed.

Thinking of this, the corners of the butler's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing some evil smiles.

About half an hour had passed, and the hand of the maid carrying the basin had been sore, and Yang Yi still had no sign of coming out.

The butler finally felt that something was not right, and he pushed open the door of the garden, and the flowers and plants inside were all neatly built. Cobbled paths run through the grass.

"Master, I'm in!" The butler shouted and walked in with only one maid.

In the garden, there is a quiet hut standing in the middle.

The butler knocked on the door, but there was no movement, he leaned on the edge of the door and looked in, but unfortunately the light inside was not very good, and he couldn't see clearly. The butler leaned over to the window again, and twisted a bit of window paper under the lattice, but it was still pitch black inside.

The light transmission effect of this room is not very good, and the housekeeper does not see anything clearly. With that done, he decided to push the door open.

The door opened, and light fell in from the outside.

There is blood nearby.

There was a trail of blood running down the side of the bed and on the floor.

Boom!

The maid behind the butler was so frightened that she threw the basin of water in her hand to the ground, and looked at the pool of blood in the room with horrified eyes. Seeing that the housekeeper was looking at her, she quickly knelt on the ground.

The housekeeper didn't have time to take care of a maid.

He was a little nervous because he had never seen so much blood.

Even though, he knew that Yang Yi had some special hobbies.

There was only one bed in the whole room, and the butler set his eyes on it. The quilt is bulging, and it should be wrapped in "people".

It's just that.

It's a hot day, and it's so unusual to wrap the cup so tightly.

The housekeeper noticed that the blood flowed from this quilt. His heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom, and a trace of bad premonition greeted him.

The butler was brave enough to lift the quilt.

He saw a thin face.

This is Yang Yi!

His wrinkled skin had lost a lot of moisture and had become a dry corpse. That mouth was brutally sewn together with thread.

The two eyes have been gouged out by life, leaving only two black blood holes.

The atmosphere was very eerie, and in this dark room, it was as if an evil spirit was staring at him.

The steward fell to the ground in terror, his hands stained with sticky blood.

"The lord is dead!"

With this thought, he finally realized what was happening in front of him. The butler stood up in horror and screamed with all his last strength: "Someone! ”