This matter is obviously strange, don't say that it is the violent death of the family in the Changshi Mansion, even if an ordinary person dies, he must ask a servant to come to the autopsy, and then report it to the magistrate, who will close the household registration book for the deceased.

Du Changshi has violated national law by acting like this.

His account was also recorded in Fu Xuanlin's account book.

After hearing this, Baili Mo couldn't help but ask: "But even so, Lin Niangzi doesn't have to take her young children to move away in this cold day?" ”

The child wiped the tears on Lin Niangzi's cheeks, and Lin Niangzi stopped crying.

She continued: "This is just the beginning, the next day Du Changshi sent someone to send disaster relief food, and forcibly pulled away my man's body, saying that my man died under the sacred tree, if the body is not disposed of as soon as possible, it will definitely bring greater natural disasters to Bozhou." ”

Fu Xuanlin's brows furrowed even tighter.

"My man's death is unknown, and I naturally refuse to let them dispose of his body, so I desperately resist. Fortunately, the neighbors heard the fighting, and the people were willing to leave. I thought they wouldn't bother us anymore, but dang

In the evening, someone poisoned our food. If it hadn't been for the rats in the house who had eaten that meal, we would have died. ”

Lin Niangzi's scarlet eyes were full of hatred and fear, and her arms tightly hugged the child beside her.

Even now that she thinks about it, she is terrified.

The cold wind was howling outside, but it was cold to the people in the cave.

These homeless people told about the injustice of their fate, and Fu Xuanlin knew that the local government in Bozhou was corrupt, but he didn't know that the people had suffered so much mistreatment.

At night, almost no one sleeps.

It wasn't until the next day that they came out of the cave.

The homeless people folded the bedding and returned it to the soldiers, and said goodbye to Fu Xuanlin one by one, and they had to report it again in the next life.

Fu Xuanlin really couldn't bear these people starving to death and freezing to death on the road, so he called out to them.

"This trip is unpredictable, if the big guy can trust me, he will go back to Bozhou with me. I promise to give you a place to stay, and I will not let you be poisoned by the officials again. ”

The homeless people stopped and looked at each other, and going back was not equivalent to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger.

For a long time, no one answered.

Lin Niangzi stood up, "Your Royal Highness King Ling, you are a good person, and you are a good prince. But if we didn't survive in the land of tigers and wolves, how could we give up our families and risk death to escape. Although the road to escape is difficult, it is more reassuring than living in fear all day long. ”

"yes, we really don't dare to go back."

"His Royal Highness King Ling's kindness, our hearts have been understood."

Everyone resigned, and they would rather die on the road than go back to Bozhou.

Fu Xuanlin went north all the way and saw starvation everywhere.

Therefore, he knew that if these homeless people continued to go on, there would be only one way to die.

They are also the people of the Shuhan Country, and their lives are also their lives, how can Fu Xuanlin watch these innocent people die due to the corruption of officials.

He said to everyone: "I, Fu Xuanlin, know very well that you have been persecuted by officials, and if you are not desperate, you will definitely not choose this difficult road. I hereby assure you that the guilty will be brought to justice and that no one will escape! ”

After this day and night, the displaced people already trusted Fu Xuanlin very much.

In the past, the imperial court did not send ministers to rectify Bozhou, but those ministers were also bought by Bozhou officials in a few days.

They had never seen a minister treat them as ordinary people with courtesy.

Not to mention a dignified prince.

At this time, the child tugged at the corner of Lin Niangzi's clothes.

"A-Niang, I believe in this royal brother, let's go back."

Lin Niangzi looked down at the child and sighed.

"Okay, we believe in the prince."

Seeing that some people were shaken, others also hesitated.

The old man in the crowd said hoarsely: "I am willing to go back with the prince." ”

More and more people are coming out.

Anyway, it is also a death, if King Ling can really avenge their grievances, isn't it happier than dying halfway by wild dogs.

Fu Xuanlin saw that everyone was moved, and his heart became more determined.

"Baili, I'm going to Bozhou first, and I'll meet the officials in Bozhou."

Baili Mo immediately said: "The subordinates will go with the prince!" ”

"No, you have to stay and lead the people back to Bozhou safe and sound."

Fu Xuanlin's face was expressionless, but his tone was very firm.

Baili Mo knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't change Fu Xuanlin's determination, so he had no choice but to nod.

"The subordinates will escort the people back to Bozhou safely."

Fu Xuanlin bowed slightly at him, and explained a few words to the soldiers and the people.

Then he turned on his horse and rode away.

Two days later, Fu Xuanlin rushed to Bozhou.

However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he entered the city, dozens of people in official uniforms rushed in front of him.

Fu Xuanlin's eyes were like a cold pool, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and one hand quietly touched the hidden weapon on his waist.

Suddenly, the person on the opposite side got out of the way.

Out of it came a man with a yellow face and thin muscles and a five-fifty figure.

Look at the dress should be Bozhou Thorn History, Meng Huai.

Meng Huai walked to Fu Xuanlin's horse with a righteous face.

"The lower officials failed to greet His Royal Highness King Ling outside the city gate early, and asked His Royal Highness King Ling to forgive his sins."

Fu Xuanlin temporarily decided to rush to Bozhou on his own first, and did not send someone to inform the Bozhou government in advance.

Why did Meng Huai know that he had arrived today?

He looked Meng Huai up and down, and his cold eyes gradually eased.

"Meng Tingshi doesn't have to blame himself, this king just entered the city."

As soon as Fu Xuanlin jumped off the horse, Meng Huai immediately took the reins of the horse.

He groveled and said, "The prince is magnanimous, and the lower officials are grateful. Xia Guan has ordered someone to prepare thin wine and thin dishes in the house, if the prince does not dislike it, please go to the cold house to have some food first. ”

Fu Xuanlin nodded, "Meng Xuanlin bothered. ”

As soon as Meng Huai heard this, he hurriedly bent his body lower.

"The prince is the pride of the sky, and now that he has come to this poor place, the lower officials should do their best to entertain the prince."

In this way, Fu Xuanlin came to the Assassin's Mansion under the embrace.

However, this Meng Huai's assassination mansion is very different from Fu Xuanlin's imagination.

The Thorn Mansion in front of him was dilapidated, the tiles were broken, and even the edge of the wall was black, as if it had been burned by fire.

The plaque hanging under the eaves is crumbling, and the original gilded words have become blurred, and you really can't see the Thorn Mansion written on it if you don't look carefully.

"Why is Meng Tingshi's mansion so dilapidated?"

Meng Huai lowered his head and said regretfully: "Back to Your Highness, Bozhou has suffered many natural disasters in recent years, and most of the houses in Bozhou have been damaged. As a parent official in Bozhou, Xia Guan should put the people first, so he used all the money to repair houses for the people. After a long time, Xiaguan's own mansion became more and more dilapidated. ”

Fu Xuanlin muttered in his heart after hearing this.

Since entering the city, the houses of the people along the way are indeed much better than those of this Thorn Mansion.

Looking at Meng Huai's body, his own mansion is also full of holes, so he really doesn't look like a corrupt official.

Thinking carefully about the hardships complained by those homeless people the day before yesterday, no one has ever said that Meng Tingshi is not.

From this point of view, either this Meng Huai is really a clean official, or he has been trained in officialdom for a long time, and his acting is also very good.

"Meng Thorn Shi Zhen is a Qing official."

Meng Huai smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, please come here." ”

Fu Xuanlin was the first to step into the Assassin's Mansion, but the scene in this mansion was far more bleak than what looked outside the mansion.

Passing through the front yard to the front hall, a round table was set with four vegetarian dishes with clear soup and little water, and the porcelain plates used were more or less damaged.

As if seeing Fu Xuanlin's incredulous gaze, Meng Huai hurriedly smiled and said:

"Your Highness, don't be surprised, Bozhou has been plagued for many years, and these vegetables are already very valuable to the people of Bozhou."

Fu Xuanlin immediately sat down and said to Meng Huai: "This king loves to be a vegetarian every day, so let's sit down with Meng Tingshi." ”

Hearing Fu Xuanlin say this, Meng Huai breathed a sigh of relief and sat on Fu Xuanlin's left side.

"By the way, where is Du Changshi?"

Meng Huai's face froze, and he blinked his cloudy eyes.

"Du Changshi accidentally smashed his arm the day before yesterday, and it was freezing outside, so the lower officials let him recuperate in the mansion."

"I see, after the meal, this king will personally visit Du Changshi."

"Your Royal Highness is golden and noble, how can you bother Your Highness to visit Xiao Xiaochangshi. His Royal Highness is tired of traveling and traveling, and he must be tired all the way, and the lower officials have cleaned out a clean wing room in the mansion, if His Royal Highness does not dislike it, he will live in the mansion, and I will let Du Changshi personally come to see His Royal Highness tomorrow. ”

Meng Huai's weak-hearted appearance made Fu Xuanlin even more suspicious.

But for now, it's better not to startle the snake.

Fu Xuanlin bowed slightly, took a simple bite of food, and then went to the wing room on the east side of the backyard under the leadership of Meng Huai.

The wooden door of the wing room creaked and made a sound of about to break, and the furnishings in the room were quite shabby, but the whole was quite clean.

Meng Huai said with a bitter face: "Please don't dislike Your Highness." ”

"It's good here, there's a history of Lao Meng's assassination."

Fu Xuanlin put his belongings on the bed.

"This king is also tired, Meng Tingshi is busy, this king wants to take a nap first."

"Yes, the next official will retire."

Meng Huai leaned over and left, closing the wooden door by the way.

The doors and windows of the house were so broken that the temperature in the room was comparable to the temperature outside.

Fortunately, Meng Shushi had prepared several quilts, otherwise he would have frozen into ice cubes after sleeping here all night.

Fu Xuanlin lay on the bed, the cold mattress hitting his body through his clothes.

He still lives in the Assassin's Mansion, not to mention ordinary people, and there are not a few people who freeze to death this winter.

It gets darker, and the temperature gets even cooler at night.

Fu Xuanlin tossed and turned, covered with three layers of quilts, and his body was still cold.

The holes in the doors and windows kept leaking in, and the room was like an ice cellar.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, trying to find something to plug the holes, but faintly heard a woman's cry.

The cry was sad and sorrowful, as if it had been greatly wronged.

Fu Xuanlin put down the things in his hand, picked up the saber from the bed again, and tiptoed to the door.

The crying did come from outside the door.

He opened the door gently, but there was a loud noise.

The crying stopped abruptly.

Fu Xuanlin walked out of the house and looked around, the thick snow on the ground was illuminated by the moonlight like silver everywhere.

Just when he thought he had misheard, suddenly the cry rang out again.