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Chapter 77 77. The Disaster Victims!

"This Zhuang Kun is really a character!"

Cheng Xi pinched a piece of thick letter paper and expressed emotion.

Inside the wooden box are indeed letters written by Zhou Lesong to Zhuang Kun, and every murder case can be traced in the letters.

The question is who can prove that this is Zhou Lesong's personal letter?
As the prefect of Lin'an, he knew how to hide himself. The letters were only made of ordinary paper, and each letter did not leave any personal seal.

It's just that it's really hard to convince the public by comparing the handwriting.

But Zhuang Kun kept a hand!
In addition to the letters in the wooden box, there is also a dense list of gifts.

There are two lists, one is the list of treasures that Zhuang Kun used as a bandit to plunder, and the other is the gift he gave to the magistrate as a "farmer".

"Since the gift is given in the name of a farmer who is born out of nothing, it must be registered and put into the warehouse."

As long as you get the accounts of the Zhoufu warehouse, you can see it at a glance.

"Dare Zhuang Kun doesn't trust Zhou Lesong that much?"

"Not necessarily. Zhuang Kun did regard him as a lifesaver, but he has always been cautious in doing things and wanted to leave a way out for himself."

And this back road has now become a communication certificate to send Zhou Lesong to the guillotine.

The two of them took the things apart, looked at them, and put them back in again, tossing back and forth for more than half an hour.

And recorded a long list of "victims".

Among them are many well-educated people who are dedicated to serving the people, and there are even a few military generals besides civil servants.

Cheng Xi pinched the list and felt heavy.

This is the hope of the Great Yan Dynasty, but it has fallen into the hands of a group of bandits.

"These people don't necessarily have a feud with Zhou Lesong, do they?"

What kind of psychological distortion must be made to make him dislike so many people in the officialdom?

What kind of official is this, just start anew by yourself!

Shen Xingluo didn't know that her brain circuit had completely drifted away, so she nodded while browsing the list of victims from right to left.

"Many are officials who oppose Prime Minister Zhou and have nothing to do with Zhou Lesong. They must have been ordered by the Prime Minister."

He had seen this list in his previous life.

But it was collected by confidantes, because of the age, it is not as complete as it is now.

"If you want to bring down Zhou Lesong, you still need to get the warehouse ledger from the house."

Cheng Xi put down the list, "We have to wait for the city gate to open—"

"It won't be long."

Shen Xingluo looked out the window, "The snow has stopped."

The snow really stopped.

Not stop and stop, but a complete stop.

Not a single snowflake fell from the sky for three consecutive days, and the sun, which had been on strike for a long time on the fourth day after the snow stopped, finally came late.

The snow on the ground, roofs and mountains is melting at a very slow rate.

The people in Shenjia Village showed a calmness beyond normal people.

"Just stop, don't you still live as usual?"

"Yeah, according to the time in the past, spring has already started, and it should stop."

"Do what you should do, walk around, practice again before it's patrol time!"

It would be best if the snow stopped, wouldn't we have a good life if it didn't stop?
No need to worry about food or drink, and there are people around, it's much better than the old days!

The men on patrol just brushed it off and put all their energy and passion on the skis instead.

That's right, snowboards.

Ever since Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi didn't shy away from the villagers using it, Uncle Shuanzi, the only carpenter in the village, can be said to be in pain and happiness.

Happiness naturally comes from more and more people coming to him to order custom skis, while pain comes from the never-ending list.

Snowboards are easy to make, but with so many people in the village, how can they make them?
And not only patrols were after him, but even children and maiden girls wanted one.

This thing can be used by Xing Luo's family, so they can!
Shuanzi worked so numbly for a full seven days before he dug out all the skis and had several big blisters on his hands.

"Let's go, go to the mountain, this time I will definitely be able to skate better than you!"

"You are defeated, you are so stupid, how can you surpass me."

"Bi, I must compete with you today, I don't believe I can't surpass you!"

"Bi, Bi, I'm afraid of you!"

Several people picked up their skis and went up the mountain one after another, finding a place with a slight slope, and began to guide various movements.

On the other side of the mountain, a few people tremblingly stood on the skis, moving and moving like turtles, and got up again after falling down, without crying at all.

Shen Xingqi was one of them.

"Others can meet me, I'm sure I can too, it's just a fall, it's okay!"

One winter day passed, the little girl grew a lot taller, and her body was not as weak as before.

However, the 16-year-old is still a greedy age, and there is still some baby fat on her face, which feels great when pinched.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xi couldn't help pinching again.

"Keep your balance, don't rush forward, find your feeling first."

"I know sister-in-law, I'll try again!"

The little girl was all focused on the skis, completely unaware that her face had been pinched.

However, the next moment, with a clear and familiar "click", the wooden crutch in her right hand collapsed.

obsolete?

Cheng Xi twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his face away.

"Oh, why is it broken again? This thing really has not been tossed."

This is already the sixth root she has crushed.

Every time Shen Xingqi went to look for Uncle Shuanzi with a broken stick, the carpenter looked at her with doubts on his mind, suspecting more than once that she used it as a fire stick.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Cheng Xi, who still wanted to comfort her, couldn't find an excuse, so he simply changed his method, "Why don't you first practice how to control your own strength?"

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Shen Xingqi's eyes were resentful, sister-in-law, do you look down on me?

"Someone has entered the village, a lot of people!"

A male voice in the distance interrupted their conversation, and the girls all stopped their clumsy skiing movements.

Cheng Xi was taken aback, then slightly bent his knees and rowed towards the man. The mountainside of Shennong Mountain is extremely high, and one can clearly see the surrounding tens of miles from the middle position.

After a while, she returned to Shen Xingqi's side again.

"You guys, go back."

She looked serious, "Go back to the ancestral hall for me, there are disaster victims coming this way."

The girls covered their mouths in surprise and exclaimed.

At this time, Shen Xingqi was much calmer than them, she stood up and led her friends down the mountain in an orderly manner.

Cheng Xi saw them slowly disappearing on the snowy road, and then headed towards the patrol team.

No one came to Shenjia Village for a long time.

The last time someone came in was more than 150 bandits led by the big master.

Although the people who came towards them this time were ragged victims, they were no less dangerous than bandits.

The bodyguards headed by Cheng Daqian knew this well, and assembled the patrol team as soon as they heard the news.

"Everyone, don't get excited, listen to what Uncle Six has to say!"

(End of this chapter)