The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 357 Resolve
Even though the prince had a good temper, he was forced to change his face by the scholar's words.

Yan Ruxian is His Majesty's man.

This man has been serving His Majesty since he was ten years old. Your Majesty wants to save his life, and no one can do anything to him.

But the crime he committed was indeed the capital crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.

At this juncture, Zhao Yanluo could only comfort the scholars in front of him, "please rest assured, students, you will wait until this day."

This is very vague, but it gives people hope.

The Facebook student knelt down at the prince and banged his head loudly.

Zhao Yanluo nodded slightly: "Where is the commander of the troops and horses of the five cities?"

Xie Zhifei's name was called and he had to step forward: "Your Highness, I am here!"

"Send the injured to the hospital for treatment and evacuate the crowd properly to prevent any further conflicts."

"Yes!"

"Master Yang."

Yang Yijie stepped forward bravely and said, "Your Highness?"

Zhao Yanluo looked at him lightly again, "The people standing here are the future pillars of our country. Mr. Yang must not act recklessly in the future."

As soon as these words were raised or lowered, the scholars looked at the prince with more eager eyes.

Yang Yijie hid the anger in his eyes, bowed to the prince and said, "I acknowledge my guilt."

A conflict that was about to turn into a river of blood was resolved in a few words from the prince.

Just at this time, the personal guards of the Prince's Mansion arrived. After they surrounded the Prince, they escorted him into the carriage.

As soon as the wheels started, Xie Zhifei looked for Yan Sanhe in the crowd.

Yan Sanhe is not hard to find.

She was small and thin, and she was not wearing a Confucian shirt. After looking at her for a few times, Xie Zhifei locked eyes with her.

"Brothers from the Military and Horse Division acted quickly and sent the injured to the hospital. The rest of the people dispersed. Let's all go home. Think of your parents, brothers, wives and children at home."

While shouting, he pushed aside the scholar and walked toward Yan Sanhe.

Looking at the man's face, Yan Sanhe couldn't help but take a step back, feeling the urge to run away.

Unfortunately, where can I go?
She could only watch as the man approached, his hand grabbed her by the back of her collar, and then, like a chicken, he carried her to Zhu Qing.

"Look at her and don't let her leave even a step."

"Xie Zhifei!"

"Shut up!"

After Xie Zhifei spat out two words from between his teeth, he said angrily: "Look what you look like?"

What does it look like? Doesn't it look like a drowned rat?
"Where's that shit stick? Where did it go?"

My own girl is reluctant to scold or hit her, so she always has to use that stick to vent her anger.

Xie Zhifei's eyes were spitting fire while he was looking for someone. He looked around, but he couldn't see Li Buyan, and he was filled with hatred.

"If I let her go today, Third Master, I will gouge out my own eyes and make you wine to drink."

"Fifty, fifty, what do you want to drink with?"

Another drowned rat pushed away the scholars one after another and came over with difficulty, "My mother, what kind of world is this? How dare these scholars..."

"Shut up for me too."

Xie Zhifei couldn't hold back his anger whenever he thought of the gun behind Yan Sanhe, "Have you seen the shit stick?"

Little Mr. Pei pointed behind him.

Xie Zhifei roughly pushed Mr. Pei aside and strode up to Li Buyan.

Li Buyan saw this man's face as if he didn't recognize his relatives, and he became anxious and wise.

"The young lady noticed that the scholars were gathered together and asked me to inform you immediately, for fear that you might not be able to keep the new black gauze hat on your head."

Xie Zhifei slapped his left foot.

"I'll quickly go ask the people in the Military and Horse Department."

Xie Zhifei slapped his right foot.

"Running home again in the heavy rain." Xie Zhifei paused on both feet.

"After knowing that Third Master had left, I rode over here on horseback and met little Master Pei on the way. I haven't even taken a breath yet."

Li Buyan looked at Xie Zhifei, "I heard that Third Master is going to gouge out his own eyes and make wine for us to drink? Okay, I was just thinking of a drink."

In this world, either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind.

Xie Zhifei: "Li..."

"Please, Third Master, please don't talk to me."

Li Buyan raised his head and sneered: "It's unlucky for a man to talk to me."

Xie Zhifei: "..."

Little Mr. Pei was gloating at the sidelines: My family is [-]% infected with the plague?

Yan Sanhe walked over to stop the aggressive Li Buyan, "Go back, I have something to say."

A thought immediately popped into Xie Zhifei's mind, "There is something..."

"Correct!"

One word made everyone's heart beat fast, especially Xie Zhifei's.

"You guys go back first. I have to keep an eye on this place for a while longer. Help me prepare hot water and clean clothes. Ah Zhi..."

"I'll stay with you fifty."

When Mr. Pei heard his brother sneezing, he became worried again and said, "Let's come together."

Yan Sanhe looked at Xie Zhifei and then at Mr. Pei, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

"No words, let's go."

……

When I returned to the house, it was still raining.

Yan Sanhe wrung his hair dry and drank two bowls of millet porridge before Xie Zhifei and the others came back.

First drink a bowl of thickly boiled ginger soup, then take a bath, change clothes, and eat...

After some busy work, everyone sat down in the small flower hall. Yan Sanhe asked Tangyuan to close the door and guard at the entrance of the yard, not to let anyone intrude.

There are only a few servants in this house. How could anyone break into the small flower hall without knowing whether to live or die?
Everyone knew: This meant that what Yan Sanhe was going to say next was very important.

Yan Sanhe was not in a hurry to speak, but after pacing back and forth in the flower hall twice, he said: "Tang Qiling's case is indeed unjust."

One sentence made everyone's expressions change drastically.

"Mingting."

Yan Sanhe called on Mr. Pei: "If you were the examiner of the imperial examination, what would you be most afraid of?"

"I……"

Little Mr. Pei was at a loss for words for a while, "I'm afraid that the test paper will not be of a good standard, I'm afraid..."

"I'm still afraid that the topic will be leaked." Huang Qi interjected.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm afraid..."

Pei Xiao suddenly slapped his thigh: "I understand, Tang Qiling will not guard against others, he wants to lose face."

"He is the crown prince and grand master, and he is already at the top of the Qingyun."

Yan Sanhe's eyes moved towards Xie Zhifei: "Buyan and I went to Yan Ruxian's house today and went to see the two-story theater where Tang Zhiwei listened to the opera."

On the one hand, Xie Zhifei felt relieved that at least she had confessed her whereabouts to him;

On the other hand, he was secretly angry. He dared to break into the sealed house. What if someone saw him?

"Those who can afford to build a theater in the back garden will not be short of money."

Yan Sanhe turned around and looked at the boundless night: "Tang Qiling's original intention of cheating is not established."

The night outlined Yan Sanhe's slender neck. Xie Zhifei looked at the bruises on his neck and couldn't move his eyes away.

"So, who's setting him up?"

(End of this chapter)