Xu Qinghuan stood there without any defense, as if his life could be taken away easily.
Mr. Xu San's palms were itching, and he wanted to go over and tighten his fingers to break her soft and fragile neck. That would definitely be very satisfying.
But Mr. Xu San finally controlled himself and smiled slightly: "I don't understand what you said, and I won't admit this crime. What other tricks do you have to play?"
Xu Qinghuan said: "You think too highly of yourself. I don't intend to let you admit it. I just want to review your dirty life."
Master Xu San's smile froze on his face.
Xu Qinghuan looked at the Zhang family: "Now let me tell you how my poor third aunt Zhang lost her life."
The Zhang family members stepped forward and surrounded Mr. Xu San.
"Qing Huan," Master Zhang said, "don't worry, we will protect you as long as we are here, and that beast will not dare to harm you."
When the Zhang family heard what Xu San had done, they were indignant and frightened. They never imagined that their sister would marry such a person.
But they still can't figure it out. More than ten years after the incident, how could Miss Xu infer that her sister was killed by Xu San?
Mr. Zhang took a long breath and exhaled slowly, trying to keep his mood calm: "Speak slowly, after waiting for so many years, this moment is not bad."
Xu Qinghuan lowered his head and turned to look at Wang Yun: "The letter Mr. Wang showed me should have been written by Zhao Chong, but it was not addressed to Zhao Shan."
Master Cao San said: "This letter was indeed not found from Zhao Shan, but was placed in the hall of our house the day before."
Mrs. Cao sat down again with the support of Mrs. Cao San. The wrinkles on her old face became more profound: "When I saw this letter, I knew that the person who placed the tax money back then was here." As she said this, she walked towards the door.
Looking outside, it seemed that she could still see the tall gates of the Cao family, but now they were crumbling before her eyes.
After a long while, Mrs. Cao continued: "When Zhao Shan died, we thought that no one would know about this matter anymore. It's really stupid to think about it now."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Zhao Shan has nothing to do with this tax money. You killed an innocent person. How can you sit back and relax? Those who really know the inside story will not let go of the money and will take everything back sooner or later."
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Mrs. Cao nodded: "Yes, he is back, and the entire Cao family can only be at his mercy." She wiped the corners of her eyes with a soft cloth, as if to wipe away the haze in her eyes, "The only way is to let him stay in the court."
Only by quietly obtaining money right under your nose can the Cao family truly be at peace, but the Cao family has been targeted by the court, so it is not easy to achieve this."
Xu Qinghuan said: "The simple thing is that he has already thought of a way for the Cao family and handed it to you. You can use this letter to bite back and pretend that Zhao Shan approached the Cao family for self-protection. The Cao family found out
Zhao Shan's intention was to attack Zhao Shan later, but Zhao Shan escaped because of this. The Cao family has been looking for the whereabouts of the tax money in recent years in order to get rid of the crime.
According to the contents of the letter, the tax money has actually been picked up and transported out of Fengxiang long ago, and the person who transported the tax money is the real collaborator."
Mr. Cao San lowered his head in shame. He had been studying since he was a child and could casually speak out many teachings about etiquette, justice and integrity, but he almost got along with the beast: "It was not easy to transport this tax money back then. Only a few people could do it.
, one of them is An Yihou who led the troops to hunt down the remnants of the rebels in Fengxiang."
Xu Qinghuan felt clear in his heart. This was the result of this case in his previous life. His father's death was probably because of this tax money. Su Huai definitely believed that his father was unjust, but the evidence was conclusive and he could not avenge his father, so he came out of prison.
After that, he no longer wanted to be an official and would rather go home and retire.
In his previous life, Mr. Cao had made a great contribution and re-entered the official position at the expense of his father and brother. Although the court kept his father's crime secret out of face, the existence of Mr. Cao reminded An Yihou that he was a sinner all the time.
Everything is right.
Xu Qinghuan asked Master Xu San again: "You must hate my father very much, right? Back then, after you had planned to take over the money from Zhao Chong, you immediately shipped it out of Fengxiang, but you didn't expect that my father would destroy the city so quickly and disrupt the city.
Because I failed your plan and caused you to be unable to get the money at the agreed place, you will naturally take revenge for this."
Mr. Xu San tried his best to control it, but veins were still floating on his forehead.
Xu Qinghuan took two steps forward, as if this was the only way he could see Mr. Xu San more clearly.
Eyes facing each other.
The girl's expression was as calm as water, without any disturbance.
Such peace seemed to light a fire in Mr. Xu San's heart. What he hated most was the feeling of being held in someone's hand and unable to escape.
It was this kind of frustration that Marquis Anyi had when he captured the city.
Xu Qinghuan glanced at the door. Mrs. Chang had already walked in from the outside and was giving instructions in Zhou Yue's ear.
Mrs. Chang noticed Xu Qinghuan's gaze, and she immediately nodded in agreement.
It seems that what she ordered Madam Chang has been completed.
Xu Qinghuan said: "After so much hard work, how can you let your years of hard work go to waste, hiding in the crowd with nothing to do? What supports you is your belief in making a splash. You have to prove your ability to the world, so you must get what you deserve."
With everything you have, you were ready to take the risk and take that money.”
Mr. Xu San's gaze deepened, as if he had gone back to the day when the rebels were defeated.
Zhao Chong is really useless, he only made a fuss for a few days and it ended like this, but he is still here, he wants to complete what he wants to do.
Only by properly handling the money can he achieve great success and prove the meaning of his existence.
Although An Yihou had already entered the city, he could not give up just because he was afraid of being exposed in front of others.
He took the token Zhao Chong gave him, dressed up in disguise, and prepared to go find the rebels.
Master Xu San thought of this, and Xu Qinghuan's voice sounded in his ears: "You didn't expect that an accident would happen again, and Mrs. Zhang would discover your whereabouts.
No matter how you hide your face, your wife who is closest to you can recognize you at a glance, and your conversation with the rebels will definitely be heard by her. Naturally, the rebels will not spare her life. At that time, you may have thought about saving her.
, It’s a pity that Ms. Zhang is the most kind-hearted woman. She knows justice in her heart, how can she watch her husband become a sinner."
Mrs. Zhang's face appeared in Mr. Xu San's mind.
She was so gentle, no matter what happened, she would always give him a soft smile, and he was once addicted to her smile.
He kindly advised Zhang to leave first and promised to give her an explanation in the future.
But Mrs. Zhang suddenly became tough, her slender hands tightly held his sleeves, and her attitude was firm: "Husband, repent, it's still too late."
Why should he repent? He didn't do anything wrong. Why didn't she understand him?
She said and begged over and over again.
Zhang's words finally made him feel tired.
Not only did she not know how to help him at the most critical moment, she also acted as a stumbling block for him like An Yihou.
He pushed her away. If she was smart, she would keep silent and leave, and maybe save her life.
But that stupid woman rushed over and hugged his leg tightly.
"Langjun, since I have married you, I must devote myself to you and never let my husband go astray."
Every sentence is heart-breaking.
He kicked him away hard, but she crawled over again.
If this continues, the sound of their quarrel will definitely attract the attention of the people around him, and he will have no chance at all.
"Let's go find the Marquis. The Marquis will intercede for you. As long as you can save your life, I will accompany you even if you are sent away."
She looked down upon him so much that she would rather believe in Marquis An Yi than him.
He unexpectedly discovered that she was a pickpocketing woman.
He angrily drew out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Zhang. How could he be defeated in the hands of a woman?
Mrs. Zhang seemed to be sure that he would not hurt her, and she had no fear at all.
The endless entanglement finally made him angry, and he stabbed him with his sword.
Blood splattered on his face.
Mrs. Zhang trembled for a moment and tightened her grip on him again.
His eyes turned red and he dropped the sword in his hand again.
Blood poured out of Zhang's body and soaked his pants, but she still refused to let go.
He kicked her soft body, and kept stabbing down with the sword in his hand.
Once, twice, three times.
Finally, she stopped moving, and her body lay quietly on top of him, but her hands still held him.
A woman who refuses to repent until she dies does not deserve any mercy from him.
He bent down and broke her fingers. After a crisp sound, he finally got rid of her.
After kicking Zhang away, he immediately went to pick up the taxable money, but found that the rebels escorting the taxable money were gone. At that moment, the strength in his body seemed to have been drained, and he fell to the ground softly.
Looking at the blood, Zhang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.
"Husband, repent!"
Zhang's leg that had been hugged by Ms. Zhang felt a pain. He rolled on the ground holding his leg. He always felt that something was tightly wrapped around his leg. No matter how hard he shook it, he couldn't shake it off. He picked up the knife and pointed it at himself.
Cut off the legs...
Although the doctor later cured his leg injury, his legs would hurt every time he thought of Mrs. Zhang.
He could even clearly see Mrs. Zhang lying on his lap...
Thinking of this, pain came from Master Xu San's legs again.
The real feeling made it difficult for him to distinguish between memories and reality.
As expected, Ms. Zhang was still there, raising her head and laughing at him.
"I am going to kill you."
Chapter completed!