Twin Brocade

Chapter 525 I'm Sorry

The inn was not big, and almost everyone knew what happened to Quan Moxian.

"My lord, what do you think we should do?" After such a big incident happened, Yi Cheng also stayed up all night, sitting by the window and listening to the movement.His chief follower glanced outside, saw that Quan Moxian had returned to the room, so he bent down and asked.

Due to its relatively remote location, their post station has always been very peaceful.Everyday life is the same, it can even be called boring.Occasionally, courtiers and officials pass by, and they just need to wait on them and greet them.

Who would have known that for two days in a row, the thrills became more and more exciting every day.

First, the official ordered by the court was hunted down, and the killers who chased him disappeared mysteriously; then, the official's wife was brutally raped and killed.This kind of thing made everyone in the inn a little nervous, for fear of getting hurt.

In particular, the postman who delivered the letter to Beijing was originally a postman.If Master Quan wants to vent his anger, they can only accept it.

The postman sighed, and said, "What can we do? Everything is out of the question, and there is only business." Since it happened at the post station, he had to write a report.

But before handing it over, he made up his mind to let Quan Moxian have a look.He knew that Mr. Quan, who had become famous for solving crimes, also wanted to make a good relationship.

What's more, Mr. Quan is the victim.Seeing the innocent death of his new wife, he was moved with compassion from the bottom of his heart.It's just that the Beijing Central Korea Bureau is too far away from him, so he is not sure how to write to help Quan Moxian.

The chief attendant responded, lit an extra candle, and polished the ink for Yicheng.

After deliberating over and over again, Yi Cheng picked up his pen and started writing the notes.A petty official like him, ranked at the bottom of the hundred officials, was not born as a Jinshi, but only had a rough pen and ink.

After writing it several times, he still felt dissatisfied, so he simply stopped thinking about those wordings and honestly wrote what he saw today.

Putting down the notebook, he ordered: "You pay attention to Mr. Quan for me. If he is free, come and tell me."

After all these years in the station, he has seen a lot of things, so he is not a fool.It is needless to say how powerful the power is behind the daring to kill the imperial court officials.However, he still wanted to help Quan Moxian and do his best.

Throughout the Gaomang Dynasty, Emperor Qinglong stood at the top of power.Followed closely by military ministers, followed by hundreds of officials.

Low-level officials like Yi Cheng, who are not even popular, are the cornerstones with the largest number.With them and all living beings, such a huge empire and a prosperous world are formed together.

Who said that small people have no power?
The night finally passed, and the first ray of morning light appeared on the horizon.Immediately afterwards, a round of red sun leaped out of the clouds, and the brilliant sunlight gushed out, dispelling the remaining haze of the night and bringing light to the earth.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain and haze that came in the past two days, this round of sunrise is particularly energetic and bright at this time.

Quan Moxian sat in the carriage with his lips pursed, looking at the scene that was speeding and retreating outside, silent.Butler Liu sat opposite him, the wound on his body was still aching.

Mu Chuan drove the carriage and galloped towards Lin Chenfei's dead farmhouse.After more than an hour, the carriage stopped slowly.

Haifeng came up to meet him, clasped his fists and said, "Master."

He stayed here last night to look after Lin Chenfei's body.The eldest grandma was kidnapped and killed under his nose, and he felt extremely guilty.At this moment, my eyes are red from the boil, and I don't want to rest for a while.

Quan Moxian nodded and walked forward.

Every step I take, my heart feels heavy.His hands hidden in his sleeves trembled uncontrollably, afraid of seeing the next scene.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up speed.

The worst thing has happened, and if you don't want to face it, you must face it.Avoiding will only make you a coward.

Lin Chenfei lay there quietly.

Because she was cleaned and changed by the peasant woman, there was no blood on her body, and she looked as if she had fallen asleep.The morning light shone through the dilapidated window, dyeing her hair with a layer of golden light.

But the expression on her face was still in pain before she died.That kind of insidious and strange poison was too tragic when it broke out.

Quan Moxian knelt down in front of her slowly, stroked her cheek with trembling hands, and broke down in tears instantly.Tears flowed silently, and the man's suppressed cries filled the space, causing everyone in the room to flush their eyes and wipe away their tears silently.

"I'm sorry for you." Quan Moxian murmured in a low voice.

He took out the emerald magnolia hairpin from his bosom, and carefully inserted it between Lin Chenfei's hair, caring as tenderly as she did before she was alive.

"Sister Fei'er, go at ease." The tears gradually dried up, and Quan Moxian's expression became calm and serious again, but his voice still had an uncontrollable nasal tone: "I will kill the person who killed you." One by one, send them to meet you."

Quan Shi'an is dead, and in the following list: Quan Dong, Wang Ji, the mastermind behind the scenes, and Princess Baochang.These people jointly killed Lin Chenfei. Their sins can only be washed away with blood!

He stood up, stroked Lin Chenfei's eyes with his big palms, and closed them for her.

"Mu Chuan, you went to report to the teahouse in Jingzhao Mansion to prepare for Fei'er's funeral." Revenge can be taken slowly, and Lin Chenfei's funeral cannot be sloppy.

The teahouses under the jurisdiction of the prefectures and counties are places where folk funerals are specially prepared, and the people inside are called "tea masters".From the suspension of the coffin to the burial, there are a series of particularities.

"Haifeng, you..." Quan Moxian closed his eyes, and said with difficulty: "You report the funeral to Mrs. Lin, and then go to my eldest sister first, and go to see mother together."

The most difficult thing for him to face such news is his relatives.

This, what face does he have to see his teacher again?Master Lin enlightened himself, used the teachings of saints to teach himself to grow up, and taught himself the principles of life.In the end, she married her only and most beloved daughter to him, thinking that he could bring her happiness.

But up to now, the good times didn't last long before the news of Lin Chenfei's death came.How does this make him explain?

There is also my own mother, who finally hoped that she would become the number one scholar, become an official, and marry a daughter-in-law, thinking that everything would be fine, but what happened?

Haifeng felt his feelings, and he clasped his fists in response: "Young master, don't worry, the younger one will persuade you." This task is not easy to handle, but he will do his best.

"Uncle Liu, you also go back to Beijing. Tell the young master of the Gong family to make all preparations. I will help the coffin back to Beijing tomorrow and launch a counterattack." Quan Moxian said: "You keep an eye on Wang Ji, wait for the opportunity to get back Quan Dong's signature The certificate that was drawn."

"That son you?"

"I'll stay here with her." The time to be with her is running out, and when he returns to Beijing, he will let those who should pay the price taste the taste of failure!

　When I wrote that my brother Xian said goodbye to Feier, I cried until I choked up, I couldn’t help myself/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
　　
　
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