When Wu Yi, the deputy general of Guangxi's left, arrived, the already simple case had been tried clearly, and he took the blood-red paper, and the whole person was like a mad beast.

"Please investigate this matter thoroughly, this Xunzhou garrison Huang Hong dared to recruit troops privately, and committed such a big case, it is not an exaggeration to cut a thousand knives!"

Although he is the deputy chief soldier of the left, the chief military officer of An Yuanhou is not very in charge, and he is the first person responsible for such a thing.

Maybe it's the end of a resignation, how can you not be shocked or angry?

Under the instruction of the two chief officials, according to the deputy envoy Liu Renzhai and Zeng Hui, who participated in politics, quickly went to Siming Mansion to investigate, but also took pity on Zeng Hui, who had just been transferred to Guangxi, and encountered this kind of big case.

Half a month ago, Siming House

After Zhu Qizhen came to Jinyiwei's residence to meet Yang Caiwei, he first lived here.

First, I want to see the results of Guangxi's handling of this matter, and secondly, I also want to rest and rest, and by the way, find a good home for the third sister.

So far, the third sister has not agreed to return to the capital with him, and has always hesitated about her whereabouts.

Yang Caiwei also knew Zhu Qizhen's experience at this time, and after the little mustard in her heart disappeared, she also sympathized with the third sister's experience.

The two daughters are now sisters, and they look like two mothers in Zhu Qizhen's harem.

The backyard is harmonious, and the man has the heart to look outside.

Not only did he stay here, Zhu Qizhen ordered Guo Mao to keep an eye on various places, especially the provincial capital Guilin and Xunzhou garrison.

If he is involved, whether he is a feudal official or a powerful official in a place, he will not escape the law.

Prepared like this, everyone didn't expect that Huang Hao would dare to turn back early the next morning, and the soldiers who had not taken off their bloody robes were all tired, as if they had really walked down from the battlefield.

After Zhu Qizhen heard about this, he was surprised and came to the mansion to investigate the situation.

I saw a person next to Huang Hao with a face full of grief, crying and almost unable to help himself.

"Who's that man?" Zhu Qi Zhenhu asked.

Zhuang Xiuwen is the commander of Siming, so he naturally recognizes the nephew of Huang Governor, "This is Huang Hong's second son Huang Han, who has always been close to the prefect, it seems that he is ready to pretend to the end!" ”

It's not to pretend to the end, last night I said that a thief entered the Kou and killed the prefect, and today I brought back Huang Han's crying grave.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't decide that Huang Hao did it.

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"Sixth, didn't you say that Huang Hao did this? You see how sad the brothers are crying, how can they be the ones who killed the prefect's family? ”

The sixth man is known for his big mouth, and his eyes glared when he heard this, "You know a fart!" It's not that I'm talking about you!

I know this secret thing, last night it was the one wearing armor, right to hit the head, it was he who led people to destroy the prefect.

I still don't believe it, the blood on their bodies is all from the prefect's family! ”

The more Lao Liu spoke, the more excited he became, and when he said that half a street of people were listening to him, even Huang Hao was attracted by this voice.

Not only that, but he also added fuel and vinegar to the prefect's family to make a scene of competing for the Oiran, and the spittle was flying, but the neighbors around him listened to it less and less.

Just when he realized that something was wrong, it was too late, and as soon as he turned around and saw a big face, the collar around his neck was lifted by Huang Hao.

Smelling the bloody smell of that body, and remembering what he said just now, his stomach churned and he vomited.

Huang Hao was not annoyed when he saw this, and asked him with a smile: "I heard you say that I killed my uncle's family?" ”

Originally, he was going to kill people, but after hearing it, he was not in a hurry as soon as the peach news came out, and it was not a bad thing for them to have such a statement to confuse the public.

After the sixth child vomited, he was shot with murderous aura and didn't dare to face Huang Hao's gaze, and he forgot what he said about being jealous.

"Say! Ben will make you talk! Huang Hao withdrew his smile, and his face became colder and colder.

But the sixth child still had a mind to be nonsense, and his throat was tight, and he couldn't speak.

The onlookers had long lost their curiosity just now, and they watched from a distance and did not dare to speak.

Although Siming Tongzhi was afraid, he was now the biggest official in the mansion, and no matter how he thought about it, he should stand up and say something.

"Huang Hao! Quickly let go of the Siming people, do you want to kill people and kill people in such an act?

Your incident last night is already known all over the city, and you have restrained your hands and pleaded guilty earlier, saying that the emperor will pardon the family! ”

Huang Hao smiled disdainfully when he heard this, and waved a team of sergeants to come, carrying many corpses behind him.

"What Lord Tongzhi said doesn't make sense, how could I do such a thing if I had a brain?

It's just a visit to a relative, and it happens to be a thief, do you want to slander me in order to fulfill your own merits?

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What is this? If I did it, then where did these people come from? ”

Zhu Qizhen followed the crowd to take a closer look, and the corpses that were carried out all had a fierce face, and the scars all over their bodies looked shocking, which was really different from ordinary soldiers.

Zhu Qizhen muttered in his heart, guessing where these people came from, and the officials who were watching the people didn't even witness Huang Hao's murder were a little fried.

"I've seen that man, the year before last, the catastrophe, that is, he came to our village to loot, and our family's rations were all robbed!

Father! Mother! I didn't expect to be able to meet here again today, it's really a reincarnation of heaven! Good kill! ”

"Isn't this Li Mazi, a bandit entrenched in the mountains and forests?" There were also people from the prefect's yamen who recognized that the slain was indeed a bandit.

……

Looking at the sixth child who was caught in Huang Hao's hands, he was already scared stupid, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at people.

"Lift your head! Let me ask you again, what did you see with your own eyes? Huang Hao shook the man in his hand.

Lao Liu trembled, and quickly shook his head to deny, "General, you have a lot of adults, and the villain is a gangster, and there is no habit of guarding the door on weekdays, so you can treat me as a villain and let me go!" ”

I saw that Huang Hao really smiled contemptuously when he heard this, and threw the sixth child to the ground with his hand.

Huang Hao arched his hand to the onlookers and said: "My relatives at home are newly mourned, and my father is far away in Xunzhou.

The fathers and elders did not give up, and asked to help send the uncle's family, Huang Hao thanked him here! Thank you afterwards! ”

The people who were succeeded by Huang Hao's operation spoke out one after another, saying that they were all neighbors, so they had to help.

In this way, the fierce crowd was indignant, and it turned into a commendation meeting.

Whether it is an official or an ordinary person, as long as they pass by the corpses of those thieves, they will definitely take a sip and say another good word about Huang Hao, and there are fewer and fewer people who insist that Huang Hao killed his uncle.

Zhu Qizhen watched such a murderer who had annihilated his humanity, pretending to hold a funeral for the victim there.

Even because of his earlier words, those who stayed to help would cordially comfort him and let the murderer mourn.

The emperor is not omnipotent, at least he cannot control everyone's thoughts.

Great poets are an exception, there are always people who not only take advantage of the momentum, but also a peak throughout the history of civilization.

Maybe some things don't seem perfect, but how many people can see the profundity?

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