"Wang Kuan's family members are all brought to the government prison to await beheading." After giving the order, Xiao Chen looked at the middle-aged housekeeper in gray clothes.
"What's your name?" Xiao Chen said coldly.
The scene of killing just now, as well as the broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, made this person so trembling with fear that no matter how arrogant and domineering he was before, his legs were trembling and he almost peed his pants.
"Plop" he knelt on the ground: "Little man Han Yun."
"You were involved in a lot of the evil things Wang Kuan did, right?" Xiao Chen put his hands behind his back and stared at the other man's head coldly.
"You villain, I just want to make ends meet, so I have no choice but to do so," the housekeeper Han Yun replied, trembling like chaff.
"Is there Wang Kuan's study in this courtyard?"
"Study?" Butler Han Yun shook his head, "No. Wang Kuan is here just to eat, drink and have fun, and has not read any books."
"Okay, take me with you and find all Wang Kuan's valuables. He doesn't read, but I don't believe that his depleted food reserves will disappear." Xiao Chen pointed at the magnificent hall in front of him.
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"Yes, yes." Han Yun, the butler, replied hurriedly, as if he wanted to make up for his mistake, "Wang Kuan's jade has a lot of gold and silver hidden in it. The villain also followed his instructions and had a three-pound gold jade custom-made.
The hammer is hidden behind the hall, in his bedroom. You can take the adults to get it."
"Golden hammer? The hammers are all made of gold, so luxurious. Let's go."
Passing through the luxurious hall covered with red stone floors, butler Han Yun took Xiao Chen and opened a small pink wooden door.
The walls inside are painted pink, and even the bedding on the bed is mainly pink.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly.
Is this Wang Kuan still a man? Why is the decoration in the bedroom more boudoir-like than an average woman’s boudoir?
The housekeeper walked to Wang Kuan's pink bed and turned over the pillows on the bed. Underneath was a big red wooden box.
He quickly pulled out the upper pull-top cover, took out a delicate golden hammer, and handed it to Xiao Chen with both hands: "Sir, take a look."
Xiao Chen took the golden hammer and looked at it carefully.
The hammer is more than a foot long, and there is something faintly dark brown on the delicate hammer head.
I put it to my nose and smelled it, and there was a faint smell of blood.
"What did Wang Kuan use for this golden hammer?" Xiao Chen was a little curious for a moment.
"Wang Kuan is different from ordinary people. He is dressed in official uniform outside and looks extremely majestic. But when he returns home, he is dressed in a bright red gown and is very coquettish. The most important thing is that his temper changes rapidly, even more extreme. He goes to bed at night
At that time, three maids had to kneel on the ground in front of the bed. When they turned over, they would hit one of them on the head. They would take turns beating each other until they were knocked unconscious." As he whispered, the housekeeper Han Yun said in a low voice.
He rolled his eyelids and secretly looked at Xiao Chen's expression.
"Isn't this guy a normal person?" Xiao Chen had goosebumps all over his body.
Not to mention anything else, this pink bedroom is completely different from masculinity. Coupled with the extreme changes in mood, and the abuse of others to satisfy his own abnormal psychology, such a thing manages a large family in Nuo.
How can the people of Changfu live a good life?
But the level-by-level assessment for the appointment of officials in the imperial court is just a decoration?
How much effort did it take for Dingxihou to let Wang Kuan sit in the seat of the prefect of Gongchang?
"Besides this difference from ordinary people, in what other ways does Wang Kuan violate the character that a prefect should have?" Xiao Chen asked, looking at everything in the room.
Xiao Chen really doesn't have a clue as to who hid the armaments in Nanshan.
But as the prefect of Gongchang, Wang Kuan is the first subject to be verified.
However, judging from the layout and color of his bedroom, as well as what Han Yun, the housekeeper, told him, he should not be interested in things like military equipment.
And in the entire Gongchang Mansion area, besides Wang Kuan, who else can carry out such operations under the eyes of everyone?
Could it be Gong Changwei?
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen gently shook his head, denying his conjecture.
Ever since he arrived at Gongchang Mansion, Zhang Xing, the commander of Gongchang Guards, has been busy with disaster relief. Not only did he send a large number of soldiers to work on the front line of disaster relief, he even took out his own military rations without hesitation.
There are various signs that this person is a good official who is dedicated to serving the people.
Moreover, if the armaments hidden in Nanshan belong to him, he can put them in the arsenal of the garrison.
Unless there are special circumstances, who would have enough time to go to the imperial guardhouse to check whether their armaments are in the correct quantity?
Dingxihou should be something related to Dingxihou.
Judging from what is happening so far, Wang Kuan should have helped Dingxi Hou hide the armaments. In order to prevent his "rebellion" from Wang Kuan, Dingxi Hou knocked over the oil lamp himself, created a fire, and took the opportunity to get close to Wang Kuan.
Kuan, poison him to death.
Yes, that must be the case. Why am I so smart?
Xiao Chen had a smile on his face.
Although he deceived Dingxihou so that Wang Kuan could be saved, all this was just to make Dingxihou reveal his flaws out of worry.
Wang Kuan was already dead and could no longer die. How could he stand up and tell the truth?
I just hope that the middle-aged housekeeper Han Yun in front of me, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, can lead me to find some useful clues in Wang Kuan's home.
"This, this is a bit much to say." Butler Han Yun whispered awkwardly.
"Don't be afraid of too much, just tell me one by one."
"Wang Kuan was so proud of his face that he did not hesitate to go to great lengths to deceive. Since the beginning of spring this year, Gongchang has been experiencing drought conditions. However, for the sake of his political achievements, Wang Kuan not only did not report this situation to the court, but also continued to apportion taxes.
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"I know this, let's talk about other things." Xiao Chen interrupted the other party's words.
"Although Wang Kuan is a young marquis, his behavior makes Dingxihou very dissatisfied. In the eyes of outsiders, Dingxihou is still protecting him everywhere, but in fact, Dingxihou has given up on him."
"Ding Xihou gave up on Wang Kuan?" Xiao Chen was startled.
This news is really far from my own judgment.
In his contacts with the Marquis of Dingxi, he always dealt with Wang Kuan as the center and dealt with him. He even spent a large amount of real money in an attempt to atone for Wang Kuan's sins.
How big of a deal must it be for a father to give up his son for Ding Xihou to make this decision?
"Why did you say that?" Xiao Chen asked in a deep voice, staring into the eyes of the butler Han Yun.
"Dingxi Hou rarely comes to Gongchang. One day last year, he came to Gongchang Mansion. In this hall, he kicked everyone out, and the two of them argued for a long time."
"What are you arguing about?"
"The Marquis of Dingxi scolded Wang Kuan for not wanting to make progress or seeking improvement. Wang Kuan also threw the wine bowl and jar on the floor, saying that he was living a good life now and had to cause something to happen." Han Yun, the housekeeper.
Said softly.
"What's going on?" Xiao Chen smelled a hint of a problem, "What's going on?"
"I don't know about this. I knocked over all the musical instruments and wine jars in the hall, and Ding Xihou left Gongchang Mansion. I don't dare to ask about other things."
"How long have you been the housekeeper at Wang Kuan's house?" Xiao Chen changed the subject.
"Sir, it's been five or six years."
"How many lives were lost by helping him?" Xiao Chen said seemingly as if nothing had happened.
"The villain has no choice but to kill anyone on his own initiative." Butler Han Yun's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground again.
Just now, when he was outside, Xiao Chen killed so many people for no reason.
Now when you ask yourself this question, you are clearly planning to settle a score with yourself.
Butler Han Yun felt that his neck was already cold.
"You know better than me what kind of character Wang Kuan is. You don't obey, but you cooperate with him. How can you be a housekeeper for five or six years and still be safe? I don't ask you how many sins you have committed, as long as you are honest and honest.
If you tell me what I want to know, I promise to let you live an ignoble existence."
"As long as a villain knows something, he must know everything and tell everything." Lying on the ground, the butler Han Yun kowtowed vigorously like a little chicken eating rice.
"Tell me carefully the details of Ding Xihou's interactions with Wang Kuan during the years you have been a housekeeper."
Walking to Wang Kuan's big pink bed, Xiao Chen grabbed the quilt, lifted it up, and lay down leisurely on the bare bed board.
Butler Han Yun raised his head, stared at the pink roof, thought for a while and slowly spoke.
"In the past few years, I have only met Hou Dingxi twice. The first time, the two of them spoke politely, but the second time they seemed to have turned against each other."
