When groups of officers and soldiers suddenly rushed into Yangcheng County and smashed the gate of the county government office, the entire Yangcheng fell into chaos.
The people thought that the Jin people were coming in or that there was a war, so they ran away with their families.
Fortunately, a large group of officials came from Zezhou Prefecture and Taiyuan Prefecture. Although the people did not recognize these officials, they watched them wearing official uniforms, leading officers and soldiers through the streets, shouting slogans to arrest the Jin spies.
There were no break-ins, no burning, killing, looting, so I felt at ease.
It's not the Jinren or the rebellion, it's just a few spies, there's nothing to be afraid of.
In this way, although the streets of Yangcheng County were full of soldiers, the atmosphere of panic quickly dissipated, and some people even had the courage to poke their heads out to inquire about the details.
"I really didn't expect that County Magistrate Li was actually a spy of the Jin people."
"There are spies in the county government, and we in Yangcheng are not at peace either."
Although there were not many people on the street, those who gathered together were talking about this matter. Unfortunately, it happened too suddenly. The county government office was heavily guarded. Not to mention the officials, even the officials and soldiers were under strict supervision.
, what happened inside cannot be told at all.
A group of people suddenly walked over from the other side of the city gate.
They were obviously traveling in a hurry.
At this time, the city gates are under security, can anyone still come in and out?
It looks like he is not an official or a soldier.
Everyone looked over curiously and saw that there were seven or eight men surrounding a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old.
Before they could see the young man's appearance clearly, everyone had an idea.
This is a rich man.
The purple-red robe with exquisite embroidery, the flawless white jade plaque hanging from the waist, the jade crown that ties the hair on the head, the jade hairpin that shines in the sunlight, and even the colorful auspicious cloud shoes that appear as you walk around, are everywhere.
It shows that I am rich.
His eyes were dazed for a while before he looked at the young man's face again.
Under the hot sunshine in June, the young man's face was not as dazzling as his clothes, but as gentle as jade.
This gentleness, even the sunlight could not touch him, it was eclipsed in front of him.
Everyone couldn't take their eyes away.
Whose young man is this?
At this time, you can still take a leisurely stroll on the street.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow him.
The eyes of young people are also lingering on the street.
"It turns out that the streets are so quiet during the day." He said, looking at the guard beside him, "Is it possible that the night market is busy?"
The guard's face was a little stiff, and everyone on both sides was also stunned.
Could it be that this young man is not a local? He has heard about the prosperity of Yangcheng for a long time, but he was disappointed when he came here?
"No, young master," one said, "Actually, it's very lively at other times."
"Yes, yes, this young master, don't you know?" A passerby on the side couldn't help but said, "Something happened in the county. The Jin people's spies were caught, and martial law is still in place."
The young man said, and smiled sheepishly at the passerby.
"I haven't been out for a long time. I was so absorbed in watching it that I forgot about it," he said.
You mean you haven’t been out for a long time?
This seems to be different from not coming here.
"Master, shall we go to the county government office now?" the guard said with a slight cough.
The young man responded yes.
"I'm not in a hurry to see it today, I'll visit the street view another day," he said.
As expected, the group headed towards the county government office.
It turned out that he was going to the county government office. At this time, the county government office was also under strict security. Passers-by couldn't help but follow him, and more and more people followed until they arrived outside the county government office.
The gate of the county government office has been rebuilt, but there are still messes in front of the door that were smashed the day before. Heavy-armed guards guard the door tightly, and they immediately stop people from asking when they approach.
The passers-by didn't dare to stop too close. They watched one of the young man's guards step forward and say a few words to the soldiers. The guards then moved out of the way. The young man strode in and opened the gate of the county government office.
Close again.
Really got in.
Who is this?
Passers-by talked a lot, some said he was an official, some said he was a soldier, and some even boldly guessed that he was a relative of the royal family in Taiyuan. In short, he must be someone from outside.
While they were talking lively, one of the soldiers who had just been asking questions was rotated down and frowned upon hearing this.
"What are you talking nonsense about?" he said, looking at these people with a puzzled look on his face, "These are you Yangcheng people."
People from Yangcheng?
It is impossible to say that everyone in Yangcheng recognizes him, but it is impossible that he has never seen such a striking person.
"This is the young master of the Fang family in Deshengchang," the soldier said.
The people were suddenly stunned.
"The young master of the Fang family?" Some people still couldn't react, "When did the Fang family have another young master?"
"Not many," the soldier said, "Isn't this the only young master in the Fang family?"
There was a moment of silence among the people.
"Yes, I remembered. I said he looked familiar. I saw him during the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month." A person suddenly shouted.
"Yes, but the young master of the Fang family is dying of illness." Another member of the public replied blankly.
The soldier shrugged.
"You can't cure your illness." He said, walking over impatiently, "What's all the fuss about?"
Sickness can be cured.
However, it doesn’t matter if other diseases are cured.
Master Fang has been ill for ten years, and so many people think it cannot be cured.
What's all the fuss about?
The soldier had only taken two steps out when he heard a bang behind him. He was so frightened that he subconsciously held the knife and turned around to be on guard.
What to do?
Are we going to attack the county government?
But I saw that these people were in a state of panic.
Some ran to the county government office, while others ran randomly to other places.
"Come and see, the paralyzed young master of the Fang family can walk again."
"Come and see, the paralyzed young master of the Fang family is alive."
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The noise from outside spread into the county government office, making the officials standing outside the prison look slightly surprised. Fortunately, a follower came in in time to report back, and the young man also came into everyone's sight.
"I've met you gentlemen, thank you for your hard work." He saluted the officials and said.
Although they were not as rude as the people outside, the officials looked at the young man in front of them with a bit of surprise.
They all know more or less the gossip about Deshengchang.
Men who died unexpectedly one after another, cursed with no descendants, and the only man who had been paralyzed for ten years but could not survive this year.
This young man doesn't look like he won't survive this year.
"The civilians will go in first to see grandma." Fang Chengyu said, saluting the officials again before walking into the prison.
The etiquette is thoughtful and neither humble nor arrogant. He does not look like a useless person who has been paralyzed for ten years.
The officials' eyes once again flashed with wonder, but at the same time many people frowned.
"But why would the Lord do this?" an official said, "In such a big case, not to mention not mentioning the abducted criminal, the Fang family members are allowed to interrogate at will."
"Yes, Li Changhong is still an official. Even if he commits a heinous crime again, it will not be his turn to be interrogated by a businessman." Someone nodded.
"I heard it was a blood feud that lasted for more than ten years. I have to ask for answers no matter what." Some people also understood.
"Master Fu Zun is really considerate of public opinion." Someone said meaningfully.
But in fact, the prefect of Taiyuan was not such a person.
There was silence among those present.
I don’t know how much money the Deshengchang Fang family spent.
The Taiyuan magistrate and Taiyuan soldiers and horses were actually mobilized.
No, not only Shanxi, but also soldiers and horses from Henan were used.
Is this just something money can do? But if not money, then what?
They also know the roots of the Fang family very well. Not to mention the ancestors, there is no official in the family yet.
This thing is really unbelievable and hard to figure out.
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The cell was still dark and smelly. All the prisoners who were originally held there had been taken away. It was very quiet without moaning and wailing, but this quietness was even more frightening.
There was a snapping sound.
It makes people's hair stand on end.
But a chained man in the cell remained motionless, as if he was asleep.
Mrs. Fang slapped her hand on the table and stood up from her chair.
"Li Changhong, are you going to tell me?" she yelled angrily. After all, she was old, and coupled with the strong emotional impact, she couldn't help coughing twice and her body was shaking a little.
Fang Yuxiu hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her. With the sound of footsteps, another hand reached out to support Mrs. Fang.
"Grandma, sit down and let me take care of these things." (To be continued)