Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 129
It sounded good, he was not the first to bear the brunt of what happened, but no one listened to him, and even threatened him with it.

But he didn't expect that at this time, magistrate Hu's family members had accidents one after another.

County magistrate Hu put most of his thoughts on his family. He hadn't participated in the excavation of the ancient tombs for a long time, and he didn't even know where he had dug and how many things he had dug out.

In the middle, County Magistrate Hu was worried that the digging of the tomb would harm the morality and cause accidents to his family, so he proposed to close the ancient tombs, but Governor Zhao was unwilling, so he quietly bribed the steward.

The treasures in question were moved to the house of County Magistrate Hu's family, and most of the family members of County Magistrate Hu died because of this.

Now things are finally out.

Magistrate Hu clenched his fists, and his eyes seemed to spurt blood.

Jiang Jixun asked first: "How do you know which things are problematic and which things are not?"

The steward looked up and replied tremblingly, "Master Zhao is among the people responsible for excavating the ancient tombs. He knows which tombs have problems and which ones... have no problems."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

"You bastard!"

County magistrate Hu couldn't bear it anymore, and he went crazy and beat and kicked the steward. He always thought that the death of his family members was caused by digging ancient tombs and ruining his morality, but he didn't expect to be plotted by these bastards.

What made him even more angry was that the steward had been following him for more than ten years, yet he would join forces with Governor Zhao.

"What advantage did they give you to make you betray me? You have been with me for so many years, how can I treat you badly? You watched Dalang and Yuanyuan grow up, and you actually have the heart."

County Magistrate Hu died one son and one daughter successively, and his daughter was the jewel in his palm. Thinking about it now, I feel my heart burns.

County magistrate Hu threw the steward aside, and casually drew the long knife from the guard's waist.

The steward was so frightened that he backed away again and again, "Master, please forgive me. Master, I was also forced to do nothing. Governor Zhao caught me, er, my son threatened me, and I have nothing to do."

No matter what the steward said, magistrate Hu couldn't listen to him, and he wanted to kill this person.

Just as he was about to raise his knife to slash someone, Jiang Jixun stopped him.

"Magistrate Hu, don't worry, this person is still useful. Even if you kill him now, your relatives will not be able to survive. The most important thing right now is to investigate this matter clearly and give your relatives a Confession."

What Jiang Jixun said was against his will. This matter originated from the selfishness of magistrate Hu at the beginning. If he hadn't been motivated by selfishness, the matter would not have developed to this point, let alone killed so many innocent people.

The older the tomb, the more complicated and troublesome the secret passages inside are, and they are often difficult to decipher without manpower. In order to get the jewels inside Mu Xue, the county magistrate Hu let the living people open the way.

There are not tens of thousands of people killed in this process, but thousands.

So Magistrate Hu is not innocent at all.

But at this time County Magistrate Hu is an important witness, Jiang Jixun can only try his best to appease him first.

County magistrate Hu was persuaded by Jiang Jixun, but his eyes were still staring like bull's eyes, his facial features were even shifted, his brows and eyes were cocked, he looked like an emissary in hell.

The steward turned pale with fright, and the ground under him was soaked with sweat.

Jiang Jixun had someone pull the steward up and asked, "Did you set the fire in the young master's room?"

"..." Hu Xiangling's eyes widened.

The steward's legs were weak again, he quickly knelt down, and shook his head, "No, no, I was arrested by the adults at that time, I really didn't set the fire, but I know who set it."

Jiang Jixun asked eagerly, "Who is it?"

"It was Governor Zhao who let him go."

Zhao Inspector should be sitting in the Youzhou Inspector's Mansion at this time, how could he know the situation here like the back of his hand?
The steward continued: "Prefect Zhao said before that he wanted the young master to die. The young master is the only son of the master. If the young master dies, the master must be heartbroken. The governor Zhao said to let me wait until the master is bedridden. Drugs are added to his diet, so that no one will notice, and if something happens, he can still blame the master for all the crimes."

"They're good at calculating."

County magistrate Hu stood where he was, his hands clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.

Jiang Jixun felt that Zhao Shishi's plans should be more than these.

"Does Inspector Zhao have any plans?"

Under Jiang Jixun's sharp eyes, the steward said slowly: "Zhao Shishi said that when the time comes, he will make things look like Mr. Jiang is forcing the master to death. At that time, Zhao Shishi will contribute to the flames. Even if Mr. Jiang can make it clear, the hearts of the people It can be expected that for the sake of the future, Master Jiang will not dare to tell the real situation in Youzhou."

He didn't even dare to tell the Jiang family.

In this way, all the affairs in Youzhou can be pushed to the head of County Magistrate Hu, and everyone can stay out of it.

After a few years, they will sell the treasures in the ancient tombs, and they will be able to enjoy the luxury and wealth. They even say that officials and officials will protect each other and make the whole Youzhou their world.

Even the imperial court couldn't help them.

Jiang Jixun's face was slightly gloomy, his thin lips parted slightly, and he sneered, "It's a good plan, but I'm afraid I'll disappoint Lord Zhao. The imperial court's troops are already on their way, and they will arrive in two days if there is no accident."

The steward lowered his head and flinched.

Upon seeing this, County Magistrate Hu immediately understood what this guy hadn't said, "What else did you not say?"

"No, no, the little one said everything that should be said."

County magistrate Hu didn't talk nonsense, he just punched the steward until he screamed.

"I said, I said, Inspector Zhao already knew that someone from the court was coming, and he had explained before that the entire ancient tomb complex would be closed after the master died, and everyone in Jiangling County who knew about it would be buried alive inside. At this time, Governor Zhao's people should already be in Jiangling County."

The expressions of Jiang Jixun and County Magistrate Hu suddenly changed drastically.

The governor of a state not only has the right to manage government affairs, but also has the right to coordinate the deployment of troops.

Jiang Jixun walked quickly to the steward and asked, "How many people are responsible for excavating the ancient tomb? Who is responsible for filling the ancient tomb?"

The steward shook his head: "The little one doesn't know, it's all overheard by the little one."

The steward is a small person, how could Governor Zhao tell him such an important matter?
"Eavesdropping?"

How could Governor Zhao, who is so cautious, allow the steward to eavesdrop?
County magistrate Hu saw Jiang Jixun's doubts, and said with disgust: "His hearing is amazing. He used to be a scout on the battlefield, in charge of inquiring information, but he was wounded on the battlefield, so he withdrew."

(End of this chapter)