When Yang Zaiwei rushed in from the front door, he found that people were drinking and having fun in the hall. The rich man sitting in the main seat was admiring the beautiful prostitute and singer, with a smile on his face.
It wasn't until he saw Yang Zaiwei striding towards him that the slave suddenly changed his color: "Who are you? Someone's coming...ahhhh!!"
The stewards in the mansions of high-ranking officials can all be called powerful slaves, who are good at pretending to be powerful. In the past, the evil slaves in the Duke of Zhou's palace were fawned over by officials of the sixth or seventh grade outside. They bought mansions and had groups of concubines, and they lived like the lives of wealthy nobles.
But these enjoyments are all dependent on the rich and powerful. Now that this person has been expelled from the Yang Mansion, without shelter, the family fortune may not be saved. Not only is he not at all afraid, but he continues to play music and dance. This is one of the doubts.
Da, Yang Zaiwei didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense, and immediately executed him when they met.
Different from Qiu Shenji's distinctive personal style of sword-playing, Yang Zaiwei's technique is completely based on his familiarity with the structure of the human body. He knows how to divide the muscles and bones, so that people can suffer the most severe pain in a very short period of time without going to death.
Lose your life.
Quick interrogation is a skill that top assassins need to master. Let alone ordinary people, even warriors who have practiced strength would find it difficult to persist in such a professional technique.
As a result, this powerful slave of Yang Mansion collapsed in just a dozen breaths.
Before the escaping singers could even run out of the hall, he burst into tears and begged for mercy: "Spare... spare my life... I am willing to do anything... I am willing to do anything..."
Yang Zaiwei then asked: "What happened to Yang Youniang's abduction? Did you have a sudden abdominal pain that day and pretended to be sick to deliberately cooperate with Yabo's abduction?"
Haonu was overwhelmed by the pain and blurted out without thinking: "It was Alang's order...it was not the slave's doing..."
Even though he had already made a guess before, when he confirmed it in person, Yang Zaiwei still shook his body and his face became extremely ugly: "Why?"
Haonu said: "I don't know... I thought... I heard it wrong at the time... I asked... I asked Alang... why he did this... He told me... not to worry about it... but it seemed... it seemed very uncomfortable.
Willing..."
Yang Zaiwei gritted his teeth and said: "To be given a surname and to be used to do such things, you must be a close confidant. Yang Chongji will not treat you badly afterwards. Don't you have any guesses about this?"
Haonu said: "I don't know... ah!! I know... I know..."
Yang Zaiwei said coldly: "You should think about it before you speak. If you dare to lie to me, I will make you die badly!"
Hao Nu was so painful that he wanted to curl up into a ball, but his body kept stretching, and he felt that life was worse than death. However, his thoughts became clear, and he said intermittently: "I really thought about it... more than three months ago...
When we were in Chang'an...Alang was particularly depressed one day...while serving tea...I heard him whisper...that it was our family's turn..."
Yang Zaiwei frowned: "Is it your family's turn? Are you sure it has something to do with the loss of my daughter?"
The steward wailed and begged: "I can't be sure...it's just that Alang didn't start or finish that time...and this order...I thought of it...please let me go!"
Yang Zaiwei was silent for a moment and stared at him: "Let you go? Yes! Let me ask you the last question. Yang Youniang was later hit by a fast horse and died. Did you know?"
The steward's body stiffened subconsciously, and his voice trembled: "I don't know..."
"How dare you lie!"
Yang Zaiwei interrupted directly: "If you don't know, you are following orders after all, I can indeed spare you, but you have been in the Yang Mansion for many years, and the poor child died because of you, and you actually drank and had fun here afterwards, without any regrets.
?”
The steward really repented at this time: "Forgive..."
Click!
Yang Zaiwei directly broke his neck, stood up, and squeezed out a name through his teeth: "Yang Chongji!"
Without the slightest pause, and without fear of the fleeing singers reporting to the officials, Yang Zaiwei left the house directly and rode towards Yang's house.
When we arrived at Yang's Mansion, we walked directly around to the backyard, climbed over the wall and ducked in.
…
At this time, Yang Chongji was still saying goodbye to Ming Chongyan in the front hall.
Dressed in Taoist robes and with a fluttering white beard, he seemed to have a bit of an immortal spirit. He sincerely thanked the Taoist priest for the gift of elixirs. I have been mentally exhausted recently. It was not until I heard the Taoist priest's words that I felt refreshed.
!”
Ming Chongyan thought that it was caused by taking drugs. Please cooperate with the subsequent interrogation. He raised his hands and saluted: "Yang Qing, you are so polite. I will say goodbye!"
After personally escorting Ming Chongyan out of the mansion, Yang Chongji returned to the hall and was slightly relieved when he heard that there was either Amitabha Buddha or Immeasurable Heavenly Lord inside.
Whether it is Buddha or Taoism, it would be great if it could dilute the sorrow of the young mother's misfortune.
He walked slowly towards the inner house and began to think about the situation in the court.
It would definitely be of great benefit to the Yang family if they could have the help of the Meihua Internal Guard. After all, no matter how stable the prince's handling of government affairs during this period was, it could not compare to the influence of the saint's ruling power for more than twenty years.
Considering the fate of Yang Zhirou and Yang Jiaben, the Yang family has experienced such a heavy loss and has to retreat for a while. Fortunately, as long as it keeps the core secrets, it will not be involved in those things...
"Whoa!"
A big hand like an iron hoop pulled him directly from his dream into reality.
The anger stuck on his neck made Yang Chongji feel like he was about to be strangled to death.
Yang Zaiwei looked at this old man and really had the urge to break him off directly.
On the one hand, there is the hatred that I feel, and on the other hand, there is also an indescribable fear.
If it really was that year...
So how will he face it?
However, Yang Zaiwei was not a coward who did not dare to face the truth after all. He took a few deep breaths and brought Yang Chongji into an inconspicuous house.
Yang Chongji is no better than the powerful slave of the Yang family before. This person is one of the Nine Qings and cannot be exposed until the interrogation is completed, otherwise he will go to the inner prison again.
No, just run away!
While Yang Zaiwei was thinking wildly, Yang Chongji looked at his attacker with a surprised expression: "Yang Jiyi?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yang Zaiwei knew that he was calling his brother Yang Zaisi.
Yang Zaisi was often looked down upon in the Yang family before. Later, he passed the Ming Dynasty and became a doctor in the Ministry of Rites through his own efforts. He was also appreciated by Qiu Ying and became an envoy of the Internal Guard. He went to Tibet as an envoy and was considered the number one in the Yang family.
After all, the character is not very old, and it is possible that he will enter the political hall in the future. Every room suddenly became enthusiastic and moved around frequently.
Yang Chongji indeed recognized the wrong person, struggled for a while and said painfully: "Put me down, it hurts so much! I am your clan uncle, what are you doing?"
When Yang Zaiwei heard this, he was immediately furious: "You snobs, are you worthy of relying on your elders and calling yourself uncles? I'll wring your necks!"
Yang Chongji turned pale with fright and shut his mouth firmly, thinking that Tubo was really not a place for people to go. A man with a smooth temperament, who had not seen each other for just two years, turned into such a fierce appearance. He seemed to be mentally still.
There is a question. I was originally your clan uncle. How did I end up relying on my elders and neglecting my elders?
Yang Zaiwei took a deep breath and returned to the topic: "Your granddaughter is lost, right?"
Yang Chongji's face changed slightly and he nodded in confusion.
Yang Zaiwei grinded his teeth and tightened his cheeks: "I have already asked the answer from those slaves. It was you who gave the order and deliberately let her be abducted by the nanny. Why did you do this?"
Yang Chongji looked at him, and his expression slowly returned to normal: "This matter has nothing to do with you. You are from the Yang family, so you don't need to know the reason behind it."
Yang Zaiwei could no longer control his anger and slapped him in the face: "Do you think I am here to ask for advice as a junior? Let me ask you an answer, don't think that I can't use torture when you are older. I still have many ways to make you live.
It’s better to die!”
With a snap, Yang Chongji was really stunned. He didn't understand why the person in front of him was so hysterical, but he also knew not to offend such a person. He quickly whispered: "You let me down first, I promise to answer you."
The problem will no longer be hidden!"
Yang Zaiwei looked at him coldly for a moment and threw him to the ground.
Yang Chongji fell hard to the ground and felt that his waist was about to break. Fortunately, he had taken pills not long ago and got up tremblingly: "I don't know why you asked me about this."
, but this secret involves all the houses of my Hongnong Yang family, and even the entire Guanlong family, are you sure you want to get involved?"
Yang Zaiwei sneered: "Useless old man, have you lost your mind? Since it involves all the houses of the Yang family in Hongnong, and my surname is Yang, can I be alone?"
Yang Chongji was stunned for a moment: "That's a good thing... Well, since you want to get to the bottom of it, I might as well tell you that those abducted children were raised alone."
Yang Zaiwei told Li Yan before about Yang Su's military training method. In fact, he himself didn't believe it. Now he sneered at it: "It can't be Yang Gong's military training method, right?"
Yang Chongji knew who he was talking about. Hearing this, he shook his head: "This is not a training for death warriors. There are many good servants in the clan. How can we use our direct descendants to become death warriors? But we must revive the style of Guanlong.
, we must let them come forward!"
"My noble descendants of Guan Long are now worse than the previous generation. The gentry in Guan are even more scattered. The Shandong scholars and Jiangnan people are gradually taking power in the court. If this was put back 20 years ago, how could we imagine that I always think about it?"
Come on, I’m also very sad!”
"These children have changed their lives and have an environment where they can practice hard skills passed down from their families. They may seem to have gone through hardships, but this experience can also allow them to abandon their extravagant style, grow up, and accomplish something big together.
This will reverse the trend and revive our prestige in Guanlong!"
"Of course, that person's methods are ruthless. As a result, all the tribes in Guanzhong have no way out. Once things fail, no one will be spared..."
Yang Zaiwei found it extremely ridiculous: "In the final analysis, you still train your legitimate sons and daughters as dead soldiers, and you still call it restoring the morals? Why don't you old people like you want to revive the morals, and instead torture the children? What's more, you still want to revive the morals.
Use this cruel method of kidnapping!"
Yang Chongji sighed and said: "We are quite old, and what we are doing is court affairs. Being competitive is what young men do. Although this method is troublesome, it can eliminate suspicion before the matter is completed."
"We have actually known for a long time that the saint has a plum blossom inner guard that monitors every family in the pass. If a direct clan member disappears for no reason, he will definitely be suspected, but if a child goes missing, it will not attract anyone's attention."
"Of course, this method cannot be used too often. In the past ten years, only one person has gone missing from each house, and they are distributed in each house. Yang himself did not publicize it in a big way to reduce the impact. Who would notice this small thing?"
"Not only that, I also heard that there was a particularly successful example before, and I will follow it later..."
Yang Zaiwei listened carefully, with anger and disdain on his face at first, but suddenly solidified at the last sentence.
His pupils shrank, the anger in his brows subsided, and his face turned pale: "A successful example?"
Yang Chongji was talking, immersed in his own pain, and did not notice the other party's expression. He sighed: "Yes, it is because of successful examples that everyone thinks this method is feasible. Otherwise,
Why do I want you to go?"
"It's nice to say that if it's not suitable, you can still send it back. But I have already understood that although the young man in Hezhongfang was sent back, he was frightened and became a fool from then on. Our honorable man in Guanzhong
The children are indeed no longer like their ancestors!"
"That person even specified that he wanted a young lady. He said that the young lady was smart and very similar to another of her descendants. He also said that her descendant was taken away and he would concentrate on training the young lady. This age is the best for training.
In this period, the young girl will definitely become a talented person and inherit the Plum Blossom Internal Guard in the future..."
"Although I am reluctant to give up, I think that if I can master the Plum Blossom Inner Guard, it will be a great help to me, the Yang family. My mother is an outstanding child, maybe she can really succeed. Who knows... who knows... their promise
It didn’t count at all. In just a few days, the news of my daughter’s death was sent back to the mansion..."
"My dear granddaughter died so miserably!!"
Yang Zaiwei's chest heaved violently and he couldn't listen anymore: "Stop talking!!"
He struck out in anger and punched Yang Chongji on the top of his head.
A strong wind swept across, and if this punch hit, not to mention this ordinary old man, even a strong man like Ming Chongyan, his brain would burst and he would definitely die.
At the critical moment, a figure flashed in, first pressed Yang Chongji's neck, knocking him unconscious, then raised one hand, pointed his head, and received Yang Zaiwei's furious punch.
Bang!
Li Yan refused to give in and neutralized the power of the fist lightly, but his face was not good-looking: "I didn't expect that this case was related to me. The person Yang Chongji said was Shang Gong. That old man originally wanted to train Wan'er, but it turned out that
When I was envoy to Tubo, I introduced Wan'er to the right path. Seeing that she had no successor, she set her sights on Yang Youniang..."
Blood spilled from the corner of Yang Zaiwei's lips. It was due to the excitement that he bit his lip with his teeth. His fists clacked and he slowly retracted, saying word by word: "My master will not do such a thing. If you find Shang Gong, I will