Jiaohua

Chapter 1180 The old man

The pit was very large, large and shallow, less than half a foot deep, and the corpses of soldiers buried under the soil were already rotting.

Li Guohao pushed away the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, and when he saw the armor on the soldiers in the pit, his eyes turned dark.

It's the soldiers of Hengxiang guarding the place again!

Li Guohao's deputy followed him, seeing the soldiers in the pit, he exclaimed directly: "It's over!"

"Shut up!" Li Guohao scolded him.

The deputy hurriedly shut up, looking at Li Guohao full of surprise and fear.

Although decomposed, the faces of several soldiers are still recognizable. They are the same as the corpses dug up in the Chen Family Ancestral Hall a few days ago. Hengxiang, who fled to the north, guarded the soldiers.

Seeing that more and more people came around, Li Guohao hurriedly dispatched soldiers to surround and control the place.

He sent one person each, one went to the Chen family ancestral hall to find Shen Lie, and the other went to the city to go to the Yamen to find General Xia Junnan of the Xia family army, and report the discovery here.

Afterwards, he quietly ordered his men to go to the capital city south of the city to look for Yao Xinzheng.

When the body of the Chen family's ancestral hall was dug up before, he also sent someone to find Yao Xinzheng immediately, but Yao Xinzheng felt that it was not appropriate to tell Xia Jiajun and Yan Jun about the matter at the beginning, and it is better to have less than one more thing.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, and the dull bodies of the soldiers guarding the house were all dug up, nine in total.

Wu Zuo, who arrived first, estimated the time. They had been dead for at least four days, but they were definitely not buried here four days ago.

Li Guohao asked people to go to the nearby villagers to ask if there was anything unusual last night.

As a result, there is.

The perilla dyeing workshop near Sanbai Mountain encountered a plague of rats last night. Hundreds of mice ran away and bit all the raw materials and dyeing silk in the workshop.

For this reason, the whole perilla dyeing workshop beat the mice all night.

When Li Guohao heard the word mouse, he immediately felt wrong: "Mice? Hundreds of them?!"

Hengxiang rarely suffers from rats, because there are many snakes, and the government posted notices to catch live rats and snakes a few days ago.

Ten live mice can be exchanged for one coin. At that time, the field was full of mouse catchers. How could there be hundreds of mice moving together, unless...

"Could it be the rat that General Shen and the others put into the secret passage of the Chen family's ancestral hall?!" Li Guohao said.

The soldier next to him said, "Absolutely!"

"Weird, it's so weird!" Li Guohao thought for a while, and then sent people to find Xia Junnan and Shen Lie respectively, while he led a team of soldiers to the perilla dyeing workshop.

Hengxiang dyeing workshops are all gathered at the foot of Sanbai Mountain, and the perilla dyeing workshops are neither big nor small, with a medium scale.

Li Guohao and his team arrived within two quarters of an hour, and the mountain ridge half a mile away from the perilla dyeing workshop was densely packed with dead rats.

The mountain ridge was surrounded by nearby villagers, and when they saw soldiers and horses from Hengxiang Mansion approaching, several booing villagers asked loudly what was going on.

Li Guohao ignored them, and went to the dyeing workshop with a sullen face. The owner of the Zisu dyeing workshop led a few stewards to greet them from afar.

The loss was heavy last night, and now they have provoked the military master of the Duwei Mansion. The owner of the dyeing workshop really has nowhere to cry.

However, Li Guohao was a bad tempered person, he didn't have a good face, so he directly asked the owner of the dyeing workshop to lead the way to see what the burrow where the mouse came out looked like.

When they disappeared from sight, the villagers beside the ridge began to discuss.

While chatting, someone mentioned the dead soldiers outside.

People say what they say, everyone talks about gold, and the nine pieces have been passed down to ninety pieces.

The soldiers who guarded Hengxiang were said to be Xia Jiajun and Yan Jun.

It was even rumored that one of the most powerful generals beside Ah Li was also killed there, and his tragic death was vividly depicted by him.

Others frowned, sighed, or were very interested.

An old man with a plain face, dressed in gray and yellow cloth, stood in the crowd and listened.

Compared with the old man next to him, this old man's eyes were not cloudy at all, and his eyes were bright and clear, and there seemed to be a snow scene in his eyes.

He listened intently to what those people were saying, his eyes following their movements and expressions.

People from Duwei Mansion in the south of the city entered the perilla dyeing workshop and never came out.

The spectators at Shankan lost their energy and left in twos and threes.

The old man was still standing, and he didn't leave until he was called by several old fellows to go together.

But the thought of going back to work in the fields had long since disappeared. The old man just found an excuse to buy wine, and walked towards the main road into the city. After walking for several miles, he really saw a group of soldiers guarding the martial law surrounding the road.

Just as the trolley was being pushed, the corpses on the ground were covered with a white cloth and carried onto the trolley one by one.

How could there be as many as ninety or so pits? Although the pits are large, they are really shallow, and there are at most ten or so pits.

"Oh," the old man sighed softly, "This is a rumor."

Several women passed by him and looked at him upon hearing this.

The old man felt something and turned to look at them.

Several women looked him up and down, and whispered to their companions as they walked, the old man's voice sounded so young.

The old man put his hands behind his back and clenched his hands into fists, but his eyes didn't turn away, he kept looking at them like this.

Several women frowned, turned around and said to their companions, this old man is really weird.

After they walked away, the old man looked away from them and looked back at the pit in the distance.

The body of the last soldier was carried onto a cart, which was dragged towards the city.

A few days ago, it was said that catching mice can be exchanged for money. Today, so many mice ran out of the perilla dyeing workshop.

And this place also buried the bodies of soldiers.

The old man's sharp and clear eyes became thoughtful, and suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a bright smile, and he thought, so it was like this.

However, after catching mice a few days ago, now Qingyue Pavilion may be catching cats, and the captive soldiers who went south to Jiao Jinhu are still in Hengxiang, and outside it is said that the situation is chaotic.

With so much confusion inside and outside, this little girl should be devastated, I can only hope that she still has the energy to take care of the affairs of the dyeing workshop.

"They all come out here," Zisu's owner pointed to the dark wine cellar, and said to Li Guohao, "No one dares to go down yet, and many snakes crawled out in the morning, and I don't know if it is poisonous or not."

"It's not surprising that snakes eat rats." Li Guohao said casually.

After all, he knew where these rats and snakes came from.

After putting down a few torches, Li Guohao and others were shocked: "This wine cellar is so big."

Let alone half an acre.

"Yes, this wine cellar is huge. I bought this workshop six years ago, and the wine cellar was left to me by the previous owner." Zisu's owner said.

"When it was left to you, what was this place for?" Li Guohao asked.

"It's also a dyeing workshop. Hey, it's a pity that I didn't learn their skills."

"Oh." Li Guohao just asked casually, not very interested.

Suddenly, there was movement under the wine cellar.

Li Guohao paused, suspecting that his ears had misheard, he looked at a subordinate beside him, and lowered his voice, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it," everyone said in a low voice, "there is an old woman crying..."

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Thank you Jin for your reward~~=3=
(End of this chapter)