Since the Dark Man is a Dark Man, what he is best at is lurking in the dark. No matter whether he stalks or kills, he makes no sound.
Uncle Dan led three of his men out. Before they reached the gate of the front yard, his nose smelled a fishy smell. He wanted to run back, but was forced back by the four secret guards who fell behind him.
Bodies lay on the ground outside the door, either fighting to death or being captured.
Uncle Dan was escorted out, with a heavy plaster on his wrist, and was forced to kneel on the ground along with three of his subordinates.
Ye Zheng counted the number of people, there were 19 people in total.
When asked how much the total amount was, Uncle Dan pursed his lips and did not answer.
Ye Zhengren took everyone back first, then turned and walked into the courtyard.
Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie had come out of the wing and were walking into the lobby where they had just gathered.
Xiang Fei's bamboo curtains were worn and hanging to the floor, and the windows in the house were blocked, preventing ventilation, and there was a very unpleasant smell.
But the floor was clean, even the floor under the window sash had been swept and spotless.
Shen Lie picked up the tea cup that was still warm with his handkerchief, sniffed it gently and said: "Green tea, the tea flavor is full of fragrance, the tea leaves are beautiful and well-proportioned, and the tea color is green. It is a new tea this spring, of high quality."
"Due to Princess Yangping's commotion, there are not many high-quality new teas available at the moment." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"The other party has quite a lot of achievements here," Shen Lie put down the tea cup and picked up the teapot. "The porcelain is ordinary, but brand new."
Ye Zheng stepped into the house: "Young Master."
Shen Lie looked at him and said, "Nineteen people are out."
"Then there is no escape," Ye Zhengdao said, "Ten people died in the battle and nine survived."
"You don't need so many survivors, just kill five more people."
"yes."
Xia Zhaoyi watched Ye Zheng leave, then looked at Shen Lie.
Shen Lie looked back at her, thinking about the old man's principle of not killing. Shen Lie's eyebrows narrowed, he hesitated to speak, and finally turned away and put down the teapot in his hand.
Xia Zhaoyi walked over and raised a crossbow arrow he had just picked up.
"These crossbow arrows," Xia Zhaoyi said, "are different from the crossbow arrows of 'those people'."
The crossbow arrows are smooth and neat, with no traces on the arrows.
Shen Lie lowered his head to look at it and said, "I wonder how Hengxiang is doing now."
"I made some arrangements before leaving," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I have learned a lot from the letter I received today. Hengxiang is a very fun place. Just throw a few rocks and it will make a lot of splashes." .”
Shen Lie raised his eyes and looked into the girl's smiling eyes. His deep black eyes also showed a smile: "Are you going to Hengxiang?"
"I won't go for now, but I will go back soon. Do you want to come with me? After all, Shen Shu is there."
Thinking of this elder brother, Shen Lie's lips taunted slightly.
Shen Lie didn't have much thought about whether to see him or not, but she took the initiative to go with her, and he was happy to go along with her.
"Then, let's go together." Shen Lie said calmly.
Xia Zhaoyi nodded and put the arrow back in his hand.
An old man holding a lamp outside the compound came out and saw corpses all over the ground. He shouted from a distance, staggered back and ran away.
Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie left the dilapidated courtyard without staying any longer.
There were torches everywhere on the streets, and the garrison troops outside the city rushed into the city in large numbers. The fires shone brightly in the sky and spread all over the streets and alleys.
Among them, the Sihai Teahouse in Shiliudaofang was thoroughly searched inside and outside.
Qian Ri'an led a group of soldiers to stand in the mess of the courtyard.
The two broken coffins were shocking. There was no one in the coffins, and the two men who died tragically on the street today were nowhere to be seen. Only a white cloth was left on the floor.
Qian Ri'an's goosebumps appeared one after another.
The sound of horse hooves was heard outside the backyard. Qian Ri'an quickly stepped forward. Meng Xiaochuan got off the horse and walked into the courtyard, saying: "Everyone has been arrested?"
"When we came, there was no one there, and there were no dead people," Qian Ri'an said. "There was a fight in the backyard, and it was very fierce."
No need for him to say anything, Meng Xiaochuan also saw it.
A pair of handsome eyes swept over the white cloth, and Meng Xiaochuan frowned: "Have you searched all the places upstairs and downstairs?"
"Nothing was found, only half a bag of accounts. The accounting regulations are clear and there is nothing strange."
"Go and arrest the neighbors and take them to the Yamen together. I will investigate them carefully," Meng Xiaochuan said, walking towards the coffin.
Qian Ri'an gritted his teeth, not liking his attitude.
Although the other party is the heir apparent, as the son of a great general, his status is equally noble.
If it hadn't been for what happened a few days ago, why would he have to lower his eyebrows and obey him now?
Forget it, we’ll figure it out later.
After a night of panic, the whole city of Xu was uneasy.
Not only the neighbors of Sihai Teahouse were taken away, but according to the names on the account books, tea drinkers who often went to Sihai Teahouse were also taken away.
Mao Zilong, the only son of a rice merchant in the city, is also on the list.
A group of soldiers quickly arrived at Wanjin Chang Street. The door of Nie's mansion next door to Qianxue's mansion was slammed fiercely. As soon as the door opened, the soldiers raised their voices and asked Nie Qingling's father to come out.
Along with the soldiers, there was Ma Yanliang, who had been leading the way.
After Nie's father was "invited" to leave, Ma Yanliang pointed out the next way for the soldiers.
When he came back and passed the gate of Qianxue Mansion, Ma Yanliang suddenly thought of the girl in white he had seen at the gate before, with her beautiful face, clear and clear eyes, and her indifferent temperament, which suddenly made Ma Yanliang feel itchy in her heart.
This Qianxue Mansion was only bought last year. When I bought it, I heard that it was for his master to recuperate from his illness.
For more than half a year, Qianxue Mansion occupies a vast area, but no one comes in or out. It is so low-key that it does not look like a wealthy family.
There is such a charming and refined daughter in the house. Ma Yanliang thought for a while and temporarily left the soldiers with a few followers: "Follow me!"
The moonlight was very pale, and the door of the mansion was knocked for a long time. Butler Zeng's voice sounded from inside the door: "Who is it?"
"People from the government!" Ma Yanliang shouted.
"What's the matter?"
"When people from the government are looking for you, open the door for me first!"
Butler Zeng frowned, relaxed for a moment, and then said: "We, the common people, don't cause trouble, don't make trouble, and just keep to ourselves, what's the matter with us?"
"Damn!" Ma Yanliang scolded angrily and kicked him, "Open the door! The government wants you to open the door, just open it for me!"
When Butler Zeng didn't know what to do, he heard a voice from behind: "Steward Zeng."
Butler Zeng was overjoyed, turned around quickly, and said in a low voice: "Master!"
Seeing the man in white next to the girl, Butler Zeng raised his hand and saluted: "Young Master Shen."
"Don't worry about the people outside," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Go and rest."
"The master of the house just came back from outside?" Butler Zeng asked with concern, "Can you ask for some food? I will go and give instructions to the backyard."
It's true that he didn't eat anything.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Shen Lie and felt that he must also be on an empty stomach.
"Okay," Xia Zhaoyi said, "make whatever you want and send it to my Jiran Garden."
"Um!"
Ma Yanliang, who was outside the door, kicked and slapped her for a while, but no one made any sound.
The doors of wealthy families were completely different from the doors of ordinary houses. They were large, solid, painted wooden doors. Ma Yanliang's palms and toes ached.
"Wait for me!" Ma Yanliang shouted outside, "Wait for me!!"
