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The snow has just melted, and the early spring in Peiping is very cold.
A group of scholars stood outside the alley, stamping their feet and talking in low voices in twos and threes.
The entrance to the alley is very narrow, and most of it is blocked when a carriage enters.
¡°Obviously, most of the people living here are ordinary people.
The two Dongchang policemen were originally monitoring the situation outside the alley, but they were pushed to the side by this group of scholars. Because they had instructions from above, they refrained from taking action.
"I heard that Mr. Lan was a man of steel and iron. It's a pity that he died of murder. What a pity!"
"He went to Fang's house yesterday. He heard that he was humiliated by Uncle Xinghe in public but he refused to give in. In the end, Uncle Xinghe drove him out in anger."
"That man will definitely retaliate for his anger. He has powerful servants at his command. It will be easy to kill Mr. Lan."
"Master Lan just went to ask him to close the academy, and he kowtowed. In the end, he ended up like this. I think it's unfair!"
"It's unfair, but what can we do?"
"Why is there nothing we can do? Let's go see His Majesty!"
"Don't talk nonsense, that's forcing the king!"
"Then go to Du Fang's house! There are so many of us, what use are his servants? Do any of you dare to go?"
"No need to go"
"Why? Uh"
The horse's hooves stepped on the wet ground silently, and Fang Xing rode up with an expressionless expression.
"Hehe still dares to come?"
The big white horse is particularly elegant today. The hoofs are raised and lowered, and every step is in rhythm.
More than a hundred people were actually suppressed by the momentum of this man and one rider.
When Fang Xing rode his horse to the front of the crowd, a man screamed: "Fang Xing, you killed Mr. Lan!"
"Um?"
Fang Xingxing turned his eyes and looked at this man condescendingly: "Are you from the Ministry of Punishment? Or from Dali Temple?"
The man said with an angry look on his face: "Master Lan offended you yesterday and was strangled to death at home at night. Uncle Xinghe, Master Lan has no grievances against others, so who would kill him? Who would kill him if he wasn't you?" "
"Yes! Who else are you?"
Fang Xing looked at these scholars with different ideas and felt that the future of Ming Dynasty was worrying.
"Whoever makes the claim, whoever gives the evidence, falsely accuses an earl for no reason, do you know what the crime is? I won't stop stripping you of your clothes!"
"Get out of the way!"
Fang Xing shouted, and the group of scholars suddenly moved to both sides, but he felt no joy at all, only sadness.
Entering the alley, Fang Xing suddenly turned around on his horse and said, "You are not as good as Lan Jian. He at least dares to stick to what he thinks is right, but you have to rely on the crowd and think that the law does not blame the crowd. Some people You have to stand up in front to dare to come forward. What use does Ming want you to do?"
These few sentences cruelly revealed the thoughts of these scholars, and all kinds of feedback came immediately.
Some people are blushing, some are turning their heads away, ashamed
But someone shouted: "Gentlemen, let us get rid of this scourge for the Ming Dynasty today!"
"good!"
"Who's talking about it?"
Fang Xingduan sat on the horse and glanced around with cold eyes.
There was total silence! When these people thought of Fang Xing's achievements, no one dared to be the first to step forward.
"Courageless people!"
Fang Xing shook his head and turned around on his horse to go in.
The two fans who had just been squeezed out by these scholars at the entrance of the alley immediately began to ridicule.
"Hey! It was incredible just now. Now that Uncle Xinghe is here, why don't you dare to shout? Go! Why don't you dare to go?"
"The law does not punish everyone. When others come forward, Uncle Xinghe really understands you, hahahaha!"
Having just been shocked by Fang Xing, and now being bullied by Dongchang's fans, half of the people on the spot hid their faces and left, while the rest looked at each other, and finally cheered each other up, not knowing what they wanted to do if they stayed here.
The residence of Lan Jian's family is a bit narrow, and the so-called courtyard can only accommodate a dozen people.
When Fang Xing arrived, the outside had been blocked by people from Dongchang. After seeing Fang Xing, someone went in to report.
Later, the man came out and said, "Uncle Xinghe, please come in."
Fang Xing dismounted and went in. Xin Laoqi and others did not need to say hello, they just??Waiting outside.
Five rooms, this is where the family lives.
A woman was holding a seven or eight-year-old boy standing in the middle, staring blankly at the door panel on the right side of the yard.
Lying on the door panel was a blue-faced Lan Jian. The cloth on his forehead had been untied, revealing a long scarred wound.
People were constantly coming in and out of the five rooms, and Sun Xiang also came out. When he saw Fang Xing, he cupped his hands and said, "What's wrong with Uncle Xinghe here?"
Before Fang Xing could answer, the woman turned around and stared at Fang Xing, the hatred in her eyes burning like a flame.
"It's you! It's you who killed my husband!"
Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said, "If Fang wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do it today."
Hatred can blind people¡¯s IQ, but some people can be stimulated to open up their minds.
"Who are you? It was you who took advantage of this idea and killed someone to get away with it. Fang Xing, I will fight with you!"
The woman let go of the boy, took out a pair of scissors from her arms and rushed over.
Fang Xing frowned and said, "Eunuch Sun, this is your business."
The woman's figure stumbled, but Fang Xing just dodged lightly to avoid it.
She rushed forward, unable to stop her momentum, and fell to the ground, suddenly beating the ground and wailing.
"Husband, why are you going! What can you do if you leave me alone! My lords, please help me kill him! Kill him!"
There is despair and unwillingness in this cry, which makes people feel pity.
"Mother! Mother!"
The boy ran over, grabbed the woman's hand and cried: "Mom, daddy's not awake yet. Get up quickly and go with the baby to wake daddy up"
The cries of adults and children were loud, but the investigating officials from the Criminal Department and Dongchang turned a blind eye and looked for clues indifferently.
Sun Xiang sighed: "This mother and son will have no choice but to be homeless from now on. How pitiful!"
?????????????????????????????????????????????? It's okay for a woman to go back to her natal family, but it depends on whether her natal family is able to do so. If she doesn't, she will only be looked down upon.
Fang Xing walked over, squatted on the ground and said, "I swear, if I killed Lan Jian, or it was my idea, then I will never be reincarnated!"
The woman's howling was interrupted. She slowly got up and straightened her clothes. Fang Xing stood up and stepped back to avoid it.
"Who is that? Uncle Xinghe, tell me who that is?"
Fang Xing used the honor of He Bo and swore to a lonely woman whose husband had just died. This was beyond Sun Xiang's expectation. He sighed slightly in his heart, then went in and asked, "Did you find any clues?"
This is the ¡®study¡¯, and it¡¯s my own study room, it¡¯s very small.
Three men were searching inside. When they heard this, they said, "Father, we just found footprints under the window."
"Father-in-law, look."
Sun Xiang walked to the window, and the man pointed under the window and said: "At that time, Lan Jian was sitting at the desk reading, and this man stood by the window and quietly opened the window, but Lan Jian didn't notice it, which shows his superb skills."
"Let's get to the point!"
Sun Xiang frowned, and the man quickly said: "This man didn't come in. He probably used the method of roping a horse on the grassland. He directly tied a rope around Lan Jian's neck, dragged him to the window, and strangled him alive. Here. You see there are still traces of friction and struggle on the window, and there are still a few threads left."
"Then the man used a bamboo pole to throw the rope over the beam, and when he pulled it, he pulled Lan Jian up. But in the end he had to tie one end of the rope to the window lattice. This is the clue."
"Can you find someone based on these?"
Sun Xiang asked.
"Well¡¡"
The man said in embarrassment: "Father, that's impossible. We can only use these to conclude that Lan Jian died of murder. As for the murderer, we have to find Lan Jian's enemies or search for prairie people in the capital." (Note Please visit our website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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