Jiaohua

Chapter 572 No Peace (Part [-])
The assassination did not end immediately.

Except for the three months after Song Zhiyi raised the anti-banner in June of the Ji Chou year, the government office in Guangzhao has never been so chaotic in these years.

The county magistrate of Tang sent seven people to look for Liu Zhifu in a hurry, the master's staff and small officials gathered together, and the county magistrate Qiu ran around outside with officers, soldiers and officers and a group of newly established inspection department personnel.

The young master here is dead, and the master is dead over there. Some people don't pay attention to it, and directly drag the corpse to the county government with a white cloth. Come and ask Magistrate Tang to go there in person.

Guangzhao has always been an important place for large troops to station. When this incident was alarmed, several groups of soldiers and horses entered the city. In addition to patrolling troops, inspection divisions and government officials, the people hiding at home also saw a large number of shining armor and swords.

Within two hours, the eight gates of the entire Guangzhao Mansion were under martial law, several waterways were sealed off, officers and soldiers searched people from house to house, and the entire city was inspected.

The person who didn't know what happened was trembling. Yesterday he was drunk and dreaming of death, but now he felt that life and death were hanging by a thread, and the sky above his head turned upside down.

A group of soldiers and horses ran out of the city quickly and dismounted in front of a village in the suburbs.

When Ji Xiahe heard this, he was stunned, he put on the silver armor they brought and went out with trembling hands and feet, but saw that they had no intention of leaving, and were still waiting at the gate.

Ji Xiahe received the reins of the mount handed over by his entourage, and said, "Why don't you leave?"

"The young master of the Guo family hasn't come yet." said the leading guard.

"Shen Lie?" Ji Xiahe raised his eyebrows, "What are you asking him to do in the city? Doesn't my second uncle think his status is inconvenient?"

"Second master personally confessed that he wanted that young cousin to enter the city together, saying that he is good at skills."

"What?" Ji Xiahe frowned, "No, what kind of thing is this, you asked Master Guo Biao to serve as a guard for our Ji family?"

Regardless of the Guo family, Shen Lie is still the eldest son of the Shen family of Yunliang. Shen Shuangcheng doesn't like Shen Lie anymore, and the old lady Shen is also there. How rich the Shen family of Yunliang is, half of Yunliang belongs to the Shen family.

In Yunliang, there has always been a folk saying that the reason why the people of the Shen family are so good-looking is that the ancestors married all top-notch beauties, and it has long been unknown how many generations have been rich.

The Ji family escaped from Guangzhao and asked Shen Lie to personally help escort it. This so-so is considered a family friendship, but Ji Xiahe thinks it is really unreasonable to ask someone to be a close bodyguard.

The leading guard didn't answer, and turned his head to see that Shen Lie had brought Dai Yu over there.

The two of them had already put on the armor of the Autumn Rain Camp. They were both tall and straight. The following child's head was blown like a watermelon.

Seeing them approaching, Ji Xia smirked and felt helpless, but since everyone came, it was really unreasonable to drive them back, and after returning to the city, being known by the family members, he would inevitably suffer several fires.

Reluctant, unhappy, Ji Xiahe stepped forward to greet him bravely, and everyone mounted their horses and left.

After entering the city, there was no chaos as imagined in the city. There is no curfew in Guangzhao, but now there is no wandering idler on the street except for officers and soldiers searching for people.

They went straight to the Ji Mansion, and the Ji Mansion was full of wailing, the servants and maidservants in the mansion were all wearing filial piety belts, although usually they seldom prepare mourning clothes, but many of them had already changed into plain white clothes.

Tang county magistrate brought people here in person, and not long after he left, he left a few aides and petty officials here to help.

The mourning hall is still being erected, and white curtains have been hung around it. Several domestic servants are replacing white paper lanterns. There are bursts of crying in the hall, coming from Ji Lingde's wives, concubines and children.

Zeng cried a few times, fainted a few times, and now she was completely carried down.

But Ji Lingde's body hadn't been placed in the hall yet, and was being washed in the inner hall, and then changed into new splendid clothes that he hadn't worn.

Before entering the inner hall, Ji Xiahe was stopped by someone and asked to take off his armor, dressed in military uniform, so as not to get close to the corpses of his relatives.

Shen Lie and Dai Yu stood in the large open space outside the lobby, there were many people in the courtyard, all the diners of the Ji Mansion were here, and there were also friends who came to visit and made good friends with the Ji Mansion.

Everyone discussed in low voices, all of them were frightened by what happened in Guangzhao tonight.

"Master, who do you think would do it?" Dai Yu said very lightly.

Shen Lie shook his head.

There are too many people who want to do this thing, and there are also many people who can do it. The scope is so wide that it is hard to guess.

The voice of someone else was speaking: "Once you find this person, you will not only offend Emperor Tianding, but also these aristocratic families. This is a blood feud from the very beginning, and more importantly, this person But the move in Guangzhao. He will deal with Emperor Tianding's Guangzhao as soon as he makes a move, and Emperor Tianding will definitely not give up easily."

A bystander said: "But now there is no one in sight, and those crossbow arrows have been confiscated by the government. I don't know if they can find anything."

Dai Yu looked away from them, and said in a low voice: "Master, it's only on the boat that it's peaceful, now it's really bloody everywhere."

At this time, there was movement outside. Some people said that several generals from the Qiuyu Camp had arrived.

The first person to come in was Deputy Lieutenant Lin from the Autumn Rain Camp. Shen Lie and Dai Yu were no strangers, and this person was the general who came back with them from the left.

He led people straight inside, paused when passing by, glanced in the direction of Shen Lie and Dai Yu, and left expressionlessly.

The other party could pretend not to know unknown soldiers like them, but Shen Lie and Dai Yu were still wearing other people's armor, so they had to pretend, so they saluted respectfully and called the lieutenant.

After they left for a long time, Dai Yu suddenly realized a problem: "The second master of Ji's family really treats us as guards this time, and just leave us here?"

Shen Lie looked calm, looked at the plain curtain outside the mourning hall in front, and did not speak.

After standing for another half an hour or so, Shen Lie said: "Let's go, go out and take a walk."

He turned and walked outside.

There are figures all around, they walked out of the courtyard, bypassed the screen wall, the main gate was half open, and there were many people coming and going.

Because they were wearing armor, it was easier to go out. As they walked along the spacious street, the lights gradually dimmed.

Dai Yu felt angry in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help saying it several times.

Seeing the young master walking quietly beside him, Dai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Obviously the end is coming, and we will be delayed again. I don't know how long we will stay in Guangqian this time."

Walking to a river, several restaurants on the opposite bank were still brightly lit, illuminating the water brilliantly, and the night wind was cold, knocking against the outside of their armor.

Several corpses wearing the same silver armor as them were lying on the bamboo raft, slowly drifting along the water from the upper corner, and the blood stained the river red.

(End of this chapter)