"Tie up this evil boy!" Shang Wen was so angry that Taiyangtang jumped and ordered all the soldiers in his family to tie up his second son, Shang Zhongjie.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
At this time, a middle-aged woman stumbled out from outside. Seeing her panic, she believed that she had just rushed back to Shangjiabao. But instead of scolding Shang Zhongjie, she stepped forward and grabbed Shang Wensheng.
He held the riding crop in his hand as if he wanted to whip it out, and asked sternly,
"Are you going to send Zhongjie to the official for punishment? In order to protect your official position, you want to kill your relatives for justice? Do you really think that if you hand Zhongjie over, your official position will really be saved? Although Zhongjie is a little extreme, at the beginning you
Not in the fort, these untouchables killed Shangjia Fort until it was filled with blood and corpses were scattered all over the ground. My old father was very old and my two nephews were just married. Their heads were split open by these untouchables. The corpses were not known to have been killed by these untouchables.
Wherever they are thrown, which one has been merciful, and which one should not be cut into pieces?"
When the middle-aged woman mentioned the old story of Shangjia Fort being captured, she gritted her teeth and wished she could stomp on the corpse lying in a pool of blood on the ground to vent the resentment that had been simmering in her heart for a long time, like a poisonous snake eating the heart.
She protected her son Shang Zhongjie behind her, staring left and right like a lioness, holding a rope and trying to get closer to several soldiers. She snatched the bloody sword from her son Shang Zhongjie's hand and waved it angrily.
He asked: "Which of you dares to come here?"
"The incident of the destruction of the fortress is in the past and should not be mentioned again." Shang Wensheng was so angry that he was trembling all over when he saw that his wife did not come forward to stop the second son from doing this dirty thing in the fort, and even deliberately condoned it.
"Why can't we mention it again? Is it possible that Han Qian, that bastard who helped His Majesty win the country, should be held in high esteem. The death of my Liu family is all deserved? None of you are worthless, so many people have died, so you can't even mention it.
Dare you mention it?" The middle-aged woman asked sternly with no sign of weakness. She stared at Shang Wensheng with her sword and said, "Shang Wensheng, don't forget that your daughter-in-law has also been abused by those untouchables. Your Shang family has suffered a lot.
The land and house that have been worked hard for generations are just ruins in front of you, and hundreds of members of your Shang family were killed and their heads were rolling..."
Shang Wensheng sat down slumped.
"If you ask me, Zhongjie not only has no faults, he also kills well. Aren't these untouchables hard-boned? If their bones are hard, then their bones must be broken. If their heads are hard, their heads must be cut off.
, so that they will truly understand that they are born as bitches, born as slaves, and born as slaves and animals!" The middle-aged woman crossed her hands and spat on them, completely ignoring the embarrassment of the soldiers on the left and right.
With a look on her face, she vented her hatred unscrupulously, "Now that you are in charge of Guangde Mansion, you should root out all the evil scoundrels who attacked my Shangjia Fort and let them taste the taste of blood debt.
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"You are a womanizer. You know that I have been pushed to this position. Do the ministers in the court really think that I am worthy of rewards and talents? When this matter comes out, I really think that all the ministers in the court are following you.
You think the same thing, do you think this scoundrel did well and rightly? You don’t understand anything, why are you causing trouble here?" Shang Wensheng said bitterly.
"I am a woman and don't know anything," the middle-aged woman said, "but if Zhongjie wants to take back our Shang family's land and house, these untouchables are occupying it and won't let it go. We can't use force to expel it, and we can't use force to expel it."
What's not allowed? If these untouchables refuse to leave and pick up swords and spears to resist, and Zhongjie kills them all, what's not allowed?"
"Perhaps this is the only way to arrange it..." Shang Wensheng sighed leisurely, knowing in his heart that if Zhongjie was handed over, he would be at the end of his official career.
Shang Wensheng thought for a long time and first gathered together the family soldiers who witnessed his second son's murder of the refugees and the stories he brought back this time to formulate a unified statement.
He didn't think that these soldiers dared to disobey their orders. In the future, he would get some benefits by asking them to untie the tied hands of fifty or sixty corpses and try to soothe their wrists as much as possible while the people were just dead.
The bruises on their bodies were really serious, so they used wounds to destroy and cover them up, and then fake wounds on their bodies to show they resisted being killed.
Fortunately, when Shang Zhongjie tortured and killed these refugees, he also stabbed them randomly with his sword to vent the violence in his heart. It was relatively easy to fake fatal injuries. If it didn't work, he could make the fatal wounds on their bodies more messy.
There were eight or nine young children who could not pick up the blade to resist, so they gathered their bodies into a hut and burned them into mutilated corpses. They said that the thieves | the people would rather burn the children to death than give up the resistance.
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At this time, Shang Wensheng was secretly lucky, thinking that it was thanks to Zhongjie that he temporarily left most of the family soldiers in Lishui City, hoping to take them over after all the refugees who occupied Shangjia Fort were driven out.
The soldiers who followed Zhongjie to Shangjiapu to capture these refugees were all old men who had followed him for many years, so they were relatively easy to control.
After arranging this, Shang Wensheng sent people to Lishui County to inform Wei Zhen and other county officials.
He didn't dare to go back to Langxi now.
He knew that Wei Zhen had vicious eyes. He stayed because he relied on his old friendship with Wei Zhen to tell Wei Zhen to turn a blind eye and wait until Lishui County officially designated the matter as a refugee riot before this matter could be considered a serious matter.
Covered up.
After doing all this, Shang Wensheng also felt exhausted. At this time, the sky was getting dark, and he didn't know when Wei Zhen would come with the county officials and the yamen servants. With the support of his wife Liu, he first went to the inner house to rest, which was still relatively intact.
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Mentally exhausted, Shang Wensheng fell asleep next to the soft couch in a daze. When he heard the sound of fighting coming from outside, he thought he was in a dream. He suddenly woke up when he heard his wife Liu's scream and opened his eyes.
Then he saw his wife Liu suddenly fall into the room, but there was no movement after that, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive. She saw that her left shoulder was completely split open, leaving only a layer of flesh, so the whole arm did not completely fall off, but
It was also dragged to the ground in a horrible way, with blood gushing out like spring water.
"There are assassins! He Jin, Chen Xiang!" Before Shang Wensheng could shout and jumped up to get the sword hanging on the wall, he heard a loud "click" and saw that the window on the side of the door was broken.
He Jin, a personal guard who was thought to be highly skilled in martial arts, fell through the window and fell into the house. Although there were no injuries on his body, he was coughing up blood, as if his chest and abdomen were severely injured. When he looked closely, he saw that a piece of his chest had collapsed.
, I think it was knocked down by someone punching me hard.
At this time, Shang Wensheng looked through the window with a big hole in it and saw a strong figure, standing in front of the corridor like a god of death, with both hands holding a horse-killing sword that was rare in the army, and there was a sword in his waist.
Two short blades were slashing open the head of a personal guard guarding the yard, causing blood to spurt out.
Although the assassin had several wounds on his chest and abdomen from the previous fight, he held the knife with both hands and his momentum was not weak at all. He turned around and slashed out the knife with light like lightning, towards another Shangfu family who was trying to rush into the corridor from behind.
The soldiers were cut off.
This soldier is quite loyal. He knows that if he lets an assassin break into the house, even if he takes one or two breaths, the master of the house will definitely be in danger. He does not dare to step back. He grits his teeth and raises the knife to fight. There is a clicking sound, and the simple knife breaks into two pieces.
At this point, there was no way to retreat, so he could only watch the tip of the knife swipe across his face.
Shang Wensheng saw it more clearly, and saw that the soldier's face was opened. For a moment, the white bones of his face were exposed, and then blood poured into the wound and dripped down - it was really wrong.
, his head was almost split open.
This is not an assassin, he is obviously a killer, and looking at him in a blink of an eye, his eyes seem to be filled with monstrous rage, and he is willing to chop him into pieces!
The guards around Shang Wensheng were all carefully selected and highly skilled in martial arts, but they didn't expect him to wake up. In just three or four breaths, his old wife, Liu, was killed by this assassin.
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What about other family soldier stories?
In addition to the soldiers Zhongjie brought to Donglu Mountain and the personal guards he brought back with him, there should be more than thirty elite soldiers in the house. How could this assassin be allowed to silently break into the room where he was resting?
Already?
Shang Wensheng grabbed the sword in his hand, and when he was hesitating, he saw six or seven soldiers rushing into the courtyard, shouting: "Catch this assassin, the second young master has been killed by him!"
When Shang Wensheng heard this, his vision went dark and he almost fainted. Zhong Jie had been killed by this assassin?
The assassin's first target turned out to be Zhongjie. After killing Zhongjie, he broke into the inner house to kill him?
The assassin covered his face with a black cloth, his eyes were glaring, and he was full of hatred. Shang Wensheng secretly said that he had been careful in his official career for most of his life and did not make grudges with others. He couldn't understand who would hate him so much?
The assassin saw that the reinforcements from behind were armed with four hard bows. He no longer struggled with these soldiers in front of the corridor. He got shorter and came in through the broken window like a tiger or wolf. When he saw Naofumi dodge behind the beams and pillars, he raised his hands.
The knife stabbed him in the chest as fast as lightning.
Shang Wensheng drew his sword and tried to block it. When the swords met, he truly realized how powerful the assassin was. He tried his best to block the blade just a little, and watched helplessly as the tip of the knife passed through his left armpit.
He stabbed it down and stabbed him to the point of feeling chilled to his heart.
"Whoosh!" Four sharp arrows came at the same time. The assassin couldn't dodge and was hit by an arrow in the back. He didn't dare to stay indoors any longer. He dragged his saber back with his backhand and chopped open the window on the north wall. He fled to the backyard.
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Shangwen Shengton sat on the ground. After a while, he felt that his robe was soaked with blood pouring out of his body. He looked at the people on the left and right helping him stop the bleeding and bandage the wound. He still felt that his strength was drained, and he tilted his head.
Fainted.
When he woke up again, his vision was blurred for a long time, and then he saw clearly that the people in front of him were Wei Zhen, the magistrate of Lishui County, and Chen Ruyi, the commander of the Zuodu of Jinyun Division. There were also several people in the room who were wearing the robes of the Ministry of Justice or the Jinyun Division.
The official opened his mouth weakly and asked: "Zhongjie and my poor old wife..."
"Sir Shang, my condolences!" Seeing Shang Wensheng wake up, Wei Zhen came over and said, "Thanks to you, Mr. Shang, you are lucky. Dr. Chen just happened to return to Lishui to visit relatives. Otherwise, your injury would be unparalleled among ordinary doctors in the county."
There is a cure, but my wife is quite unfortunate. When Dr. Chen arrived, she was already out of breath..."
"Where is Zhongjie?" Shang Wensheng asked unwillingly.
Wei Zhen couldn't bear to tell Shang Zhongjie about the tragic situation of his head and shoulders being split in half. He just said: "Master Shang, you'd better take good care of your injuries and don't worry about other things for the time being."
Although Wei Zhen said this, Chen Ruyi had no intention of asking Shang Wensheng to recover from his injuries. He showed his waist badge and asked: "Now that I am working as an errand in Jinyun Division, Master Shang still recognizes me? Master Shang is Guangde appointed by His Majesty."
The magistrate of the prefecture was assassinated in Shangjiabao. He was seriously injured and his wife and children died. When His Majesty learned about this, he was very angry and ordered the Jinyun Division to work with the Xing Division to investigate the case."
"When Your Majesty summoned you, Mr. Chen was on one side. How dare I forget this? I also ask Mr. Chen to make the decision for me, to arrest the real culprit as soon as possible and to avenge my wife and children!" Shang Wensheng said through gritted teeth.
