"Surname is Shang?" Yao Zhong said solemnly, the look on his face became gloomy to the naked eye.
There was silence in the Buddhist hall for a long time before Yao Zhong said in a deep voice: "Bring him in!"
The middle-aged man silently handed over his hand and turned around.
Luo Junyao and Duoying looked at each other, and both had a bad premonition in their hearts. Yao Zhong's expression quickly turned from gloomy to clear, and he looked at Luo Junyao with a smile and asked: "Junyao, what you said is
who?"
Luo Junyao was silent for a moment and said: "Marquis Dingyang."
Yao Zhong sneered and said: "I don't know where he has gone. He is worthy of being a famous official and the Queen of Qinan Saint. But the house full of old and young is enough for me to kill."
Luo Junyao remained silent. According to the information they found, not counting the incident at Shang Yong this time, the number of people Yao Zhong killed was probably several times as many as the number of people who died in the Yao family back then.
The eldest son of the Yao family is indeed very capable. No wonder Gaozu wanted to suppress him like that.
Although they all knew that the deaths of those people and the destruction of the family were all related to Yao Zhong, Yao Zhong never killed anyone from beginning to end, and it was even difficult to find evidence related to Yao Zhong.
Hatred is the most difficult to explain. Bystanders may feel that enough is enough, but the person involved feels that it will never be enough.
Luo Junyao was thinking whether it would have been better if His Majesty Gaozu had dealt with it impartially and told the world about it as soon as this incident came out.
But she also knew that Gaozu could not do that at that time. Not only for the sake of the reputation of the court and Shang Hou, but also because if he killed Shang Hou and his son under those circumstances, I am afraid that the people of Qinan and even the whole world would be in chaos.
Shang Hou and his son saved hundreds of thousands of people in Qinan, but they were killed by the royal family.
No one would consider what the Shang Hous and his son had done, how many laws they had broken, and whether they had acted on their own initiative. Ordinary common people only knew that the Shang Hous were killed by the court in order to save them and give them food. If anyone else interferes with it,
It is said that the royal family and the court were in a desperate situation, and it is not known that they killed people and silenced them.
Luo Junyao remembered that in his previous life, there were always many people on the Internet who fantasized about returning to troubled times, killing everyone and making contributions. But the reality is that they would rather be peace dogs than people in troubled times. Because living in troubled times, what ordinary people need to consider most is not making contributions and making achievements, but living.
Go down.
It didn't take much time, and the middle-aged man who had just gone out came back, but there was another person behind him.
Seeing that person, Yao Zhong's eyes suddenly turned cold, "It's you."
That person was none other than Marquis Dingyang, who was rumored to have disappeared.
Marquis Dingyang was wearing plain clothes, with his hair neatly combed.
Luo Junyao had not had much contact with Marquis Dingyang, and when he looked carefully, he discovered that there were wrinkles on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes, and the hair on his head was much whiter.
The black hair and white hair are mixed together, which makes him look a bit weird and old.
In terms of age, Marquis Dingyang is actually younger than Yao Zhong, but at this moment he looks much older than him.
Marquis Dingyang glanced at the two people kneeling in the center of the Buddhist hall, and then slowly glanced at the five heads arranged in a row on the shrine behind Yao Zhong, and then nodded and said: "It's me."
Yao Zhong let out a sarcastic sneer, "I thought you had been hiding a long time ago."
Marquis Dingyang stepped into the Buddhist hall, his expression still calm, "I just went out of the city to do something, and had no intention of escaping."
"Okay!" Yao Zhong stared at Marquis Dingyang with cold eyes and said, "People named Shang have some integrity. Were you the one who led people into the Yao family back then?"
Marquis Dingyang nodded and said calmly: "It's me."
Yao Zhong's lips curled up slightly, "Then, I want to kill your whole family, do you have any objection?"
Dingyang Hou looked away from the eyes of the Buddha statue, closed his eyes and opened them again, and whispered: "I was the one who went to Yao's house back then. My father was not involved, and neither was anyone else in the business."
"Ha." Yao Zhong laughed mockingly, "My Yao family has never killed anyone in your business."
Marquis Dingyang's eyes were slightly red, and the expression on his face became extremely complicated.
At that moment, pain, regret, resentment and helplessness flashed across his face.
Marquis Dingyang sighed, walked to King Mu and Princess Mu, raised his hand to lift the hem of his clothes, bent his knees and knelt down on the ground. He bowed respectfully towards the spiritual tablet on the shrine, and then straightened up.
Back said: "Master Yao, I only have an old lady, an old wife, and two sons and two daughters. Before I left home, I wrote a letter of divorce to my wife. She is no longer a member of my business. My daughter
They have already left the government, and they are not from my Shang family. There are two remaining children, and I, as the father, can't live with them. I just ask you to spare my mother's life for the sake of her old age. Shang is at your disposal.
Absolutely nothing."
There was silence in the Buddhist hall, and even King Mu and Princess Mu couldn't help but look at Dingyang Hou with expressions that looked like they were crazy.
Looking at the head on the shrine, does Dingyang Hou still think that Yao Zhong will be moved by him and show mercy to him?
Yao Zhong has gone crazy, he really wants to kill someone!
"What a righteous and awe-inspiring look." Yao Chong said coldly.
Marquis Dingyang gave a bitter smile, "Who wants to die if you can live well? Do you think I have lived a good life?"
Who was not energetic and ambitious when he was young? Unfortunately, his life was ruined more than 20 years ago. After the initial excitement of saving people from disaster subsided, the deeper he went, the deeper the pain and guilt became.
By the end of this pain, he couldn't help but start to feel resentful.
He hated God, his father, his great ancestor, the court, the Yao family, and even more, himself.
He sent his son into the world not just because he wanted him to be able to protect himself, but also because he really didn't want his son to be exposed to this anymore.
Yao Zhong looked at him and suddenly smiled and said: "I gave them two choices just now, and now I will give you two choices. For the sake of the merchant's integrity, I don't want you to kill the person named Shang. Those people in the yard, you
Just watch and kill them. There are a total of nineteen tablets here. If you pick nineteen people to kill, the hatred between you and me will be over."
Marquis Dingyang was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How can you care if you do something serious? Why should Mr. Yao entertain himself?"
Yao Zhong glanced at Luo Junyao with a half-smile. Luo Junyao pursed his lips slightly, frowned slightly and did not speak.
Marquis Dingyang asked: "What is Mr. Yao's other choice?"
Yao Zhong said: "Since you can't stab others, you can always stab yourself, right?"
"Is this true?" Marquis Dingyang lowered his eyes and asked.
Yao Zhong said: "Yao Zhong is absolutely not lying."
"Okay!" Marquis Dingyang said in a deep voice. Before he finished speaking, he had already grabbed the knife on the ground and stabbed himself with his backhand.
"Marquis Dingyang?!" Luo Junyao was startled. This old marquis had a too straightforward temper. He just stabbed him whenever he wanted.
Luo Junyao took a step forward and grabbed Marquis Dingyang's wrist holding the knife.
No matter how fast Luo Junyao moved, she was still sitting down, but she was still a step too late. The tip of the knife still penetrated Dingyanghou's abdomen a little, and the blood quickly bloomed into a blood flower on his plain clothes.
Marquis Dingyang was also stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Luo Junyao seriously and said, "Princess Regent, please let me go."
Luo Jun shook his head and said, "Master Marquis, Your Majesty's morning court is almost over."
"Shao Yao, you want to save him? Just the few of you, you may not be able to take him out now." Yao Zhong's voice was still smiling, and he said lightly.
Luo Junyao looked back at him, "Is this the only way?"
Yao Zhongdao: "Why don't you let the imperial court reveal the truth about the Yao family's murder case, escort Dingyang Marquis to the execution ground, and punish him? Ask him, is he willing?"
Luo Junyao looked at Dingyang Hou, who shook his head firmly and said: "Princess, please let me go. This matter... should have been settled long ago. Blood feuds will eventually be settled with blood. Mr. Yao, already
That’s very magnanimous.”
Luo Junyao understood the crux of the problem. Marquis Dingyang was unwilling to make the events of that year public.
No matter right or wrong, who gets the credit or the fault.
However, Marquis Dingyang refused to plead guilty for his father, and the court wanted to protect the reputation of the old Marquis Shang after his death. How could Yao Chong be reconciled to this? How could he not hate him?
"Silly girl, I'm just thinking about Zhifei." Yao Zhong said leisurely from behind: "If Zhifei were here, he would only be in a dilemma."
"There are some things in this world that no one can have both ways." Yao Zhong said, "I am indeed tolerant. After all... more than nineteen people in my Yao family died back then."
These nineteen tablets are for direct relatives of the Yao family who died that year.
The Marquis of Dingyang looked at Luo Junyao and said, "Princess, thank you very much. But please don't interfere in these things. Please help me and make my family's father's name clear for the rest of his life. If possible, please bring a message to A Yue for me. Let him
Forget these things...take good care of his grandmother and mother's siblings."
Luo Junyao's eyes were a little sore, and he felt as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a while.
After a while, she nodded slightly, stood up and walked towards the door.
Behind her, there was a soft sound of a sharp blade piercing something, followed by a muffled groan from Marquis Dingyang.
Luo Jun shook his feet and paused. The Buddhist hall was completely silent. It seemed that only the breathing of Marquis Dingyang could be heard.
Princess Mu watched in horror as Marquis Dingyang raised the dagger and stabbed her again without hesitation. Blood spurted out, staining the handle of the knife and Marquis Dingyang's hand holding the knife red, and the clothes on his abdomen were also stained red.
Dyeed with blood.
"Ahh!!" Several timid female relatives finally couldn't help but scream. Yao Zhong leaned lazily in his chair and looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression.
There was a faint sound of fighting outside, and Luo Junyao turned back to look at Yao Zhong, who was still sitting under the shrine.
Yao Zhong naturally heard it, but his expression did not change at all. Instead, he smiled at Luo Junyao and said, "Yaoyao, do you want to guess again who is coming?"
Luo Jun did not answer, but glanced at Dingyang Hou who was stabbing his abdomen with a knife.
Marquis Dingyang had practiced martial arts when he was young. Although he was not very skilled, his health was much better than that of ordinary powerful men of letters. But even so, a normal person's body could not withstand this kind of damage. Even if the vital point was avoided, this
This kind of injury is enough
fatally.
Although Marquis Dingyang has put life and death aside, there are some things that are human instincts, and it is even more difficult to overcome them with willpower.
It was easy to stab yourself, one stab after another like this, even Luo Junyao felt his scalp was numb.
Marquis Dingyang's movements slowed down visibly, not because he regretted it, but because he simply couldn't continue as neatly as he did at the beginning.
Luo Junyao looked at Yao Zhong: You are lying to him.
No one can stab themselves more than a dozen times in one breath. This is not as simple as making a dozen cuts on themselves, but actually stabbing them.
Luo Junyao thought he couldn't do it, and even Xie Yan might not be able to do it.
