Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 59 Exploration (asking for tickets, asking for monthly tickets~)

The mansion lived in a corner, and it was quiet all night, without any surprise from wind or rain.

However, the entire city of Shanglin County fell into an unprecedented riot in the middle of the night. The gates of the city were blocked and heavily guarded. Groups of soldiers lit torches and knocked on doors to search.

"The culprits were arrested under the order of the prefect. A man and a woman were both seriously injured. If anyone can provide clues, the Yamen will reward them heavily. Anyone who dares to cover up will be punished as the same crime once found out."

The word quickly spread throughout the city, the officers and soldiers were mighty, and everywhere they passed was a mess, and the people closed their doors and closed their houses, panicking for a while.

"Who dares to break into the prefect's mansion at night? This is too lawless!"

"Whatever he is, I just hope that the government can catch him as soon as possible, so as not to delay my business, and there is still a whole family waiting to eat."

"I think Xuan! Think about it, some time ago it was said that the mining tax envoys of the imperial court were all killed by bandits, and they haven't even seen a shadow after being arrested for so long."

"The bandit has caught it!"

Someone looked around, and said in a low voice: "Yesterday, Lord Lieutenant led his troops back to the city to suppress the bandits. According to reliable sources, those bandits refused to be arrested and were all killed. They seem to have escaped." A leading..."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. A brother of my natal brother-in-law works as a clerk in the yamen. Can the news he said himself be false? You just listen to it and forget it. Don't tell the outside world."

The people who were awakened in the middle of the night waited for the officers and soldiers to leave, and simply gathered together to secretly gossip. After hearing this, they nodded hurriedly.

One of them suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "You said, could the assassin who broke into the sheriff's mansion at night be the bandit leader?"

"It's possible!"

Immediately, someone echoed: "I also heard that not long ago, the doctors from several old medical clinics in the city were taken to the prefect's mansion. It seems that there is a big problem with this posture. The bandit leader really succeeded in keeping things safe." .”

"If this is the case, then this matter will become a big problem."

The others couldn't help but sigh, "In our Shanglin County, a mine tax envoy died first, and then something happened to the prefect's mansion. The world is going to be chaotic!"

"Who said it wasn't..."

Discussions like this flowed in the streets and alleys of the county city, and intensified, and in the end it was rumored that the prefect died suddenly, and the spies of the enemy country entered the country with the intention of spying on military secrets.

No matter how they guessed, the search by officers and soldiers continued.

From the east of the city to the west of the city, and then to the south and north of the city, private houses, gambling houses, teahouses, wine shops, brothels and martial arts halls are screened one by one. Digging three feet is bound to dig people out.

However, two days passed.

Got nothing.

The atmosphere in the city became more and more tense, and the number of officers and soldiers was still increasing. There was nothing else in the streets except trampling horseshoes and clanging armor, and everyone was in danger.

Inside the Sheriff's Mansion.

The doctor changed several batches, and managed to dissipate Han Sheng's high fever. At the moment, his abdomen was wrapped in thick gauze, and his face was as pale as paper due to a lot of blood loss. He just woke up and asked anxiously, "How is it, man?" Got it?"

"Not yet, the officer has already..."

Before Song Daiyan could finish speaking, Han Sheng's old face sank, and he shouted: "Trash!"

"So many officers and soldiers can't catch a seriously injured little girl. If you say it, people will think that your prefect's mansion is a piece of paper!"

It was the first time that Song Daiyan was pointed at his nose and scolded for the first time since he became an official, and his anger rose to the top of his head almost instantly, but thinking of the identity of the person in front of him, he had to hold back his temper.

"The fact that the little girl was able to injure you, sir, shows that her martial arts are not weak. In addition, the mansion did not prepare in advance and surrounded her hastily. That's why she escaped."

The implication of what he said was that a person who couldn't even be cured by you, sir, should not be blamed for the incompetence of ordinary officers and soldiers.

Of course, complaints are complaints, and he didn't want to really tear himself apart with this person, so he softly comforted him: "But please don't worry, sir, as soon as the chaos starts, the officials will order people to seal the city gates, so that even a fly cannot fly out. As long as people are still hiding in the city, they will be found out sooner or later."

"I hope it is as you said."

Han Sheng snorted coldly, covered his wound and moved his body, his old and cloudy eyes swept around Song Daiyan, and said casually: "Master Song, the nobles in Beijing have very high expectations of you, don't let me down." It is."

"That's natural. The next official will do his best to handle this matter."

Song Daiyan bowed slightly, and when he heard the word "noble man", his attitude became a little more humble.

"This is not what the old man said."

Han Sheng stared at him, his eyes burning brightly for a moment: "Nobles like capable people, but loyalty is more important than this."

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

Song Daiyan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't feel panicked on his face, "The loyalty of a subordinate official can be learned from the sun and the moon, and the world can show it..."

"There is no need to talk about the scene."

Impatient eyes flickered across the old man's eyes, and he looked at him with a somewhat condescending meaning to question: "Mu Tianfeng took a mouthful of account books before he escaped, what exactly is it..."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

After a long time, under Han Sheng's increasingly icy gaze, Song Daiyan smiled wryly and sighed, "Sure enough, he made the right bet, and the master is still suspicious of me."

"Mu Tianfeng is sure to take revenge, and he has a deep scheming plan. After many years of business, he almost lost his life. He knew that revenge was hopeless, so he wanted to sow discord and kill someone with a knife."

"that is it?"

Han Sheng didn't comment on these remarks, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Why not?"

Song Daiyan looked sincere and sincere, and clasped his fists at him and said, "Sir, please think carefully, what good is keeping such things for the lower officials? Once they fall into the hands of other people, the lower officials will not escape the crime of Ling Chi, and they will also implicate the family members." For other uncles and brothers, it is only a matter of one night to ransack their homes and destroy their families."

"What if you want to threaten someone with it?"

Han Sheng made it clear that the doubts in his heart had not disappeared, and asked reluctantly.

It is a good thing for Song Daiyan that he is willing to put his words on the bright side. Song Daiyan hastily explained: "The value of a person is self-knowledge. I know in my heart how much the official is. If I say it, I am not afraid of making jokes. I am a bastard from a branch of the family. , it is my honor to be able to work for the nobles in Beijing."

"What I want and want is nothing more than a bright future and a prosperous official career."

"The lower official is a gambler, not a desperado, and he will never dig his own grave and put his neck under the guillotine!"

After he spoke for a long time, Han Sheng didn't take his eyes off him, and his face changed, as if he was thinking about the credibility of these words, but fortunately he finally eased his emotions, "That's the best, I believe Mr. Song He is a wise man, and he will never make mistakes."

"Sir said yes."

Song Daiyan lowered his eyes and responded with a smile.

Han Sheng, who was still recovering from his injuries, said so many words, exhausted his mind and mind, and couldn't help yawning, "The old man is also tired, so I won't delay Mr. Song's arrest of the criminal. I'm waiting for your good news."

"it is good."

Song Daiyan told the doctor and maid to take care of him, and then he left the guest garden. When no one was around, his gentle and smiling eyes slowly sank...

(End of this chapter)