Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth dismantle you
"Miss, there are people outside." Uncle Lei whispered.
Now that the skin has not been torn, those people dare not show up, but Uncle Lei is very worried. As long as he handles it improperly, I don’t know what kind of disaster will happen. Uncle Lei has followed Anyihou on the battlefield and to the border.
These things are very familiar, and some conflicts and turmoils come suddenly.
The cause of the Northern Xinjiang Rebellion that year was that a soldier of the Zhou Dynasty mistakenly killed his comrade, and the man who was mistakenly killed was a local military household. The deputy general in the camp mishandled the situation, and the soldiers in the camp were divided into two groups and fought, resulting in casualties.
Quite a few. If the guards had not responded promptly, I am afraid that the military households would have been encouraged to defect.
As long as people feel threatened and lose their senses, they can do anything. Even though they are unarmed people now, they will incite the use of force in the blink of an eye.
Probably because after the fall of the previous dynasty, some members of the royal family fled here to hide and wait for an opportunity to return to the country. The situation in Changzhou has always been difficult for the emperor to feel at ease. The court was uneasy and the people were even more panicked. Anyone who had anything to do with Daxia would be careful.
day.
Now that something happens to the Yan family, they will be like frightened birds, and they will take action before they take action.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Let's sort out the bones in the coffin first!"
"We are being plotted," Han Xun frowned, "Just when something happened to the Yan family, Mr. Yan and these people rushed over." What worried him the most was that these people were surrounding here, obviously with plans.
Han Xun looked outside: "These people must have been inspired. If the Yamen really takes action, they will try their best to catch Miss Xu. With Miss Xu in hand, there may be a chance to contain Wei Suo and Marquis An Yi.
Find a chance to get out of here."
When the former emperor encircled and suppressed the remnants of the previous dynasty, rivers of blood flowed in Changzhou Prefecture. With such lessons learned, these people will never sit back and wait to be killed.
"So, sir," Xu Qinghuan said, "you can't mobilize troops and horses. If you really let this fire burn, it will harm the people of the whole city."
When chaos breaks out in the city, this matter cannot be covered up. The imperial court will soon know that the remnants of the previous dynasty are causing chaos, and then Master Huijing and the people behind him can make a big fuss out of this matter.
Moreover, Master Huijing can also use this to escape and miss today's opportunity. I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to find evidence of this master's crime.
There was a rift between the emperor in his previous life and his family members in the royal family. Later, the emperor dealt with the clan several times and even moved the Zongzheng Temple to Fengyang, which should all be related to this case.
The property lost by the Prince of Shunyang at that time was basically the property of the Xia Dynasty royal family taken from the Yan family. This can be seen from the ribbons and crested hairpins left in the coffins of the Yan family's ancestors.
More of the remaining items were robbed, and then appeared at the scene where the Prince of Shunyang and his family were killed. There is no doubt that the person behind it used Huijing to achieve this goal in order to isolate the emperor from the royal family.
It is convenient for him to act in the future. It is speculated that the true identity of the person behind the scenes may be a member of the royal family.
Everything is becoming clearer and clearer.
She already knew everything about the incident in her previous life, and she had to make changes in this life so that those innocent people would no longer have to fall into killing and being killed.
Xu Qinghuan raised his head: "Open all the doors of Yizhuang. Put the remains brought by the Yan family into the yard. Please go over and inspect them. If the people outside are interested in this matter, they can also come in and watch."
Han Xun was surprised. Shouldn't the door be closed tightly at this time and soldiers and horses be sent to guard it? Why did Miss Xu do the opposite? She wanted to persuade but saw Miss Xu's firm eyes and subconsciously said: "Open the door.
, do as Miss Xu said."
After saying this, Han Xun immediately regretted how he would explain to the young master if something happened. Cold sweat broke out on Han Xun's forehead.
"Master Han, there is no need to worry," Xu Qinghuan said, "Suspicion breeds hidden ghosts. The more you cover up, the more people will be suspicious of you. It is better to be open and honest. Everyone can see clearly and make their own judgments about right and wrong."
In the yizhuang set up by the government, many corpses are often parked. Even if incense is lit all year round, the smell of corpses cannot be covered up. Therefore, there are four small doors in the yard for ventilation. Now these small doors are
They were all opened, and the situation in Yi Zhuang was immediately exposed.
The decayed belongings of the Yan family's ancestors were placed in the center of the yard, and the two widowers and their apprentices began to clean up the remains.
Such an act immediately attracted many people to watch, and those hiding around also blended into the crowd.
"What is this going to do?"
"Why do we need to clean up the remains?"
Some people started talking about it.
"Master Yan led people to dig out the bones of our ancestors from the grave, and opened the coffin to take out some objects. Unexpectedly, they were taken away. We found two relics from the coffin." Han Xun said and pointed not far away.
desk case.
"What a good thing. Those are hairpins and jade pendants. The Yan family is really a wealthy family, so they have such exquisite items."
"Most of them have been robbed, so how much is the loss?"
"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance..."
"This jade pendant is unusual. I heard from the older generation that back then..." The gray-haired old man couldn't help but shut up when he said this.
"What happened back then?"
Others kept asking questions.
But Baitou refused to say anything. This matter was related to the previous dynasty, and no one wanted to get involved in this unreasonable disaster.
"These look like old things from the previous dynasty," Xu Qinghuan said. "The imperial court is tracking down the Yan family. He is not the Yan family of Songjiang Prefecture. They pretended to be the Yan family and hid here."
Everything suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere became tense.
Han Xun raised his eyes and saw that some people in the crowd were standing there listening carefully to Miss Xu's words.
"I heard that many remnants of the previous dynasty who refused to submit to the Zhou Dynasty hid in Changzhou. They were loyal to the previous dynasty and seemed to have some character. No matter what happened, they would not care about the two masters. They did not recognize the Zhou Dynasty and suffered a lot.
Waiting for the opportunity to restore the country."
After Xu Qinghuan said this, he turned around and said, "Is it Mr. Yan?"
The official brought Mr. Yan and his son over.
Old Mrs. Yan raised his head and searched among the crowd, and finally saw many familiar figures, and immediately felt more at ease. When Master Song was dealing with Brother Zheng in the military camp, these people did not come and had no intention of helping him. Now it is involved
When Daxia arrived, they no longer dared to sit idly by.
After all, they are all one.
Old Mrs. Yan felt a bit happy in his heart. Now that the Yan family has reached this point, they can't even think about peace.
Thinking of this, Mr. Yan raised his head slightly: "We have never done anything wrong. We have been wronged."
"Whether it is unjust or not, it doesn't matter what Mr. Yan says, nor does it matter what I say," Xu Qinghuan pointed to the bones, "Let him tell you."
People have been dead for so many years, and their flesh and blood have long since rotted into mud. There is nothing left to see. Mr. Yan has no worries in his heart.
"What is that?" Someone shouted again, "It's jade."
"Sir," Wu Zuo said, "I found a piece of jade from the chest of the corpse."
The jade was placed on the tray.
Seeing that Miss Xu didn't speak, Han Xun ordered him: "Continue to search."
"So many treasures."
The crowd started talking again.
"Ouch, there's something again."
Following the voices of the people talking, Mrs. Chang took out a long object, as thick as a finger, with vague dragon patterns carved on it.
"This was found near the lower body of the corpse," Mrs. Chang said calmly, "This should be a piece of jewelry, but it was used as a 'nine orifice plug'."
Several treasures aroused the interest of the people, and the discussion became louder and louder.
"What does the Yan family do?"
"Does it really mean that you have a special identity?"
Xu Qinghuan looked at Old Master Yan: "Old Master, when the ancestors of the Yan family were buried, they wore these treasures. If they are all items from the previous dynasty, could it be that... the Yan family is the royal family of Daxia? That's why they can enjoy such honor.
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The village suddenly became quiet, and pairs of eyes looked at Mr. Yan.
Mr. Yan's lips trembled and he was speechless for a moment.
Xu Qinghuan continued: "It seems that these treasures are privately owned by the Yan family and can be used in such a way. It is really unusual to infer the identity of the Yan family. May I ask, old man, which monarch of Daxia are the descendants?
Or...you are just shameless people who covet property. You say you are loyal, but your actions are very real. You say you will keep these treasures properly, but in fact you have secretly used them for your own use long ago.
The family can soar into the sky and be worshiped as a prince, general or prime minister in the future..."
"No... we are not..." Mr. Yan looked towards the crowd in panic.
Xu Qinghuan said coldly: "Is this what the Yan family calls character?"