Chapter 5 The Death Will Is Made

Since Fu Yunyan brought it up to Changning City, he knew that she would come to Yang Yunguang. Fu Ping's officialdom career is not smooth, he is too upright as an official, and he is easy to provoke right and wrong, and the only one who is regarded as a close friend is this Yang Yunguang.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qinghan's lips hooked up a mocking smile, Fu Ping's life is a mess, what is good and evil, I am afraid that I don't know until I die, behind the destruction of the family, but Yang Yunguang's promotion is indispensable.

Yang Ning was choked by his sentence for a long time and didn't reply, and asked tentatively for a long time, "Doesn't the master want to get the account book?" ”

His question got Xiao Qinghan to look at him when he raised his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were mixed, and there was a faint hint of evasion.

Xiao Qinghan would not tell him that when he undressed and drugged Fu Yunyan that day, he saw the account book that Fu Yunyan hid in his clothes, but he didn't think about taking it away at that time.

After a long time, Xiao Qinghan said: "What a shrewd person the third brother is, even if there is that account book, how much can he hurt him and the Luo family?" ”

Now he is just relying on the fake tiger power of the prince fox who protects him, and what he really wants is the result of the snipe and the clam competing for the profit of the fisherman.

Yang Ning frowned, he still felt that his master had no reason to let go of such a good opportunity, "Then the prince, how should the master explain?" ”

Xiao Qinghan raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, smiled, and looked at this entourage from childhood to adulthood, "You really treat me as a pawn at the mercy of others." ”

His words were casual, but Yang Ning didn't dare to make another time.

And at this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps going upstairs outside, and there was a faint sound of drawing a sword out of its sheath.

The master and servant glanced at each other, and Yang Ning took the lead in closing the door, and the whole person was very vigilant to the door.

Master Hu, who ran upstairs with a cadre of officials outside, scolded and scolded, while holding a hot egg to his dark eyes, and shouted at Fu Yunyan's door, "Let me in and take down the thief who stabbed the adult." ”

His words were so loud that the faces of the master and servant next door changed, but they didn't make any moves.

Soon, after the door was slammed open, Fu Yunyan's exclamation came from outside the door: "Who are you?" I want to see Lord Yang. ”

As soon as she finished shouting these words, she was gagged, and in a whine, she became farther and farther away from the door until she could not hear clearly.

When it was quiet outside, Yang Ning turned his head to look at the master behind him and asked, "Master, what are we going to do next?" ”

Xiao Qing smiled, walked to the window, looked at Fu Yunyan who was escorted away downstairs, and coldly spit out four words: "Wait and see." ”

In the middle of the night, Fu Yunyan, who had been locked up in prison, was escorted out for interrogation.

When she arrived in the hall, it was very dark, and the only bright spot in the spacious lobby was the candlelight lit on the high table in front of her, but unfortunately, it was the people sitting behind the table that lit it.

A usually dark red official robe became a little obscure under the candlelight, even the people who were sitting.

Seeing that person, Fu Yunyan was overjoyed, and shouted as soon as she opened her mouth, "Uncle Yang." ”

However, before her shouting fell, she was dismissed by Yang Yunguang in the hall.

Yang Yunguang's solemn voice came from above, "Bold, how can you wait for someone in the public court to take your relatives at will, come here, slap your mouth twenty." ”

The empty and silent night puppet was blown by the wind all night, and Fu Yunyan, who was wearing a thin prison uniform, felt a trace of coolness, that kind of coldness was cold and desperate, and her eyes were a little stunned, almost looking at Yang Yunguang who was giving orders on the desk.

The overnight change seems to take away not only those living people, but also people's hearts.

She looked around blankly, as if she was suddenly surprised, it turned out that there were raw faces all around, and her fingers in her sleeves trembled. It's not winter yet, and the wind is so chilling.

In her stunnedness, she was forcibly suppressed to the ground by two officials with their backhands on their shoulders, and then another person came up and slapped her.

The crisp slap echoed in the hall, hitting Fu Yunyan's face one after another.

She didn't feel pain, and looked at Yang Yunguang on the table with a pair of eyes, this father's close friend before his death, Uncle Yang, whom she respected, was now looking at herself with frost on his face in the flickering candlelight.

The corners of her mouth were beaten with blood, and she was pushed to the ground by the officials at the end of the twenty strokes.

There was another shock, and Yang Yunguang's words came from above: "I just ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall, and I dared to assassinate the official, and the Japanese official will order someone to behead you." ”

Fu Yunyan smiled, and remembered that on the way he was escorted all the way, the voices of those people blurted out two words, "Ridiculous." ”

The so-called assassination is just a statement of wanting to add to the crime, but now the person who was assassinated is up there, interrogating her, a close friend orphan who has traveled thousands of miles to see him.

The more Fu Yunyan thought about it, the more sad she became, and what her father relied on was just a villain who saw the wind and steered the rudder.

"You ......" Yang Yunguang was choked by her words and stammered a little, and only after a long time did he snort: "If you don't admit your guilt, tomorrow morning, the official will order someone to send you to see your family." For the sake of my friendship with your father back then, the official will let them bury you well. ”

After finishing speaking, he shook off his wide official robe, snorted coldly and wanted to leave.

Fu Yunyan raised her shackled hands, wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, and gritted her teeth with hatred, "People like you, my father really misjudged you." ”

However, before Yang Yunguang could answer, she hurriedly ran in from outside, her steps were very hurried, and the person arrived before she arrived: "My lord, don't be angry." ”

Fu Yunyan turned around, and saw that Master Hu in the day had passed her and walked towards her.

When he rubbed shoulders with her, his eyes that he occasionally looked at seemed to be guarded and unusually flattering, and the moment they looked at each other, the smile on his slender face was too bright.

If it's so weird, there must be a demon. Fu Yunyan pursed her lips and secretly shook her shackled hand.

Fooled Master Hu and Yang Yunguang whispered a few words, who knew that he was slapped by Yang Yunguang in the next moment, and the voice of the person who was still holding some chances of victory just now was full of anger: "Waste, this little thing can't be done." ”

Fu Yunyan looked at it, her clenched fists were pressed again and again, her nails were sunken, as if she couldn't notice the pain, she just stood there and looked at the two of them.

Master Hu, who had been beaten, glanced at the person who was there with the pestle, and said to Yang Yunguang flatteringly: "My lord, the little one is mistaken, this assassin is not Miss Fu." ”

His words were loud, and he seemed to be deliberately louder than what he had just whispered, and his eyes swept to the people in the hall from time to time.