The lucky little prince's doting wife

Five scouts carrying troop mobilization tokens rode out of Wuzhou City on horseback and mobilized the troops separately overnight.

Zhang Yao led a team of 200 soldiers to escort Qing Heng's son, son-in-law, grandsons and grandchildren to the prison in Wuzhou. The road was peaceful. The streets and alleys of Wuzhou City were empty except for the patrol officers and soldiers.

Zhang Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the provincial government office from afar. The journey was uneventful. It seemed that Young Master Lin was too cautious.

Ah, otherwise he could do great things, Master Zhang immediately thought of what his grandfather often said, which is that it is better to be safe than sorry.

"We," Zhang Yao turned his head to talk to Xixin.

Xixin leaned towards Zhang Yao, wanting to listen to what Zhang Yao said.

Zhang Yao: "It should be fine, we..."

"who?!"

Before Master Zhang could finish his words, Xixin's expression suddenly changed and he shouted.

Zhang Yao: "Huh?"

Master Zhang was still in a daze when the sound of an arrow breaking through the air rang in his ears.

Xixin swung his knife and deflected a hidden arrow that hit the back of Zhang Yao's head.

"Young Master!" Zhou Zheng leaped forward from his mount, jumped onto Zhang Yao's horse, and forcibly carried Zhang Yao off the horse before his feet even left the stirrups.

The enemy is shooting arrows at you. You are such a big guy, but you don't even know how to draw your knife. If you don't jump off your horse, do you want to be a living target for the enemy?
After a hail of arrows, more than thirty people in night clothes rushed out from rooftops, walls, and dark alleys.

"Watch out for the prisoner," Xixin shouted.

A soldier shouted: "Seven prisoners are dead, shot by their own people!"

There were only twelve prisoners in total, and seven of them died in one go? Zhang Yao grabbed Zhou Zheng and asked, "How many are left?"

Master Zhang's mind went blank, he couldn't figure it out, but Zhou Zheng's brain was still working well, "There are still four survivors left," Captain Zhou, the guard, said loudly to his young master.

"There are only four left," Zhang Yao said in despair. The seven lives of the Qing family were gone without any movement. Throwing a stone into the water could even make some splashes!
And Zhang Yao himself, why is he so useless? Master Lin assigned him a job of escorting prisoners, but he couldn't do it well. He couldn't even dodge an arrow, and needed Xixin and Zhou Zheng to rescue him.

Just when Master Zhang was doubting his life, Xixin ran up to him and asked, "Master Zhang, are you okay?"

Zhang Yao was being pulled by Zhou Zheng to sit next to the door of a shop along the street. Hearing Xixin's voice, Zhang Yao looked up at Xixin.

There were still lights on the street, and the moonlight above their heads could also illuminate them. Zhang Yao saw that the knife in Xixin's hand was dripping with blood.

The blood flowed from the blade to the tip of the blade, dripping onto the ground drop by drop like water, and soon there was a pool of blood on the ground.

It wasn't the first time that Zhang Yao had seen a dead person. He had fought for his life with Lin Deyi and Zheng Zuo in Shenglong Ridge and experienced an earthquake. What kind of dead people had he not seen? But today, it was really the first time that Master Zhang had looked at the knife that had killed someone so seriously.

Xixin asked Zhang Yao several times, but the young master didn't say anything. Xixin had no choice but to look at Zhou Zheng. What's wrong with your young master?
Zhou Zheng had no choice but to push his young master and said, "Young master, the gang that came to rob the prisoner has been driven away by us."

So fast? Zhang Yao looked at the street and saw many people in night clothes lying on the ground. He counted them and there were about a dozen of them.

"About ten people ran away," Xixin reported to Zhang Yao, "I have already sent people to chase them."

Zhang Yao stood up from the ground and looked at the people on the ground. He asked Xixin: "Where are the Qing family members? How many are still alive?"

Xixin: "There is still one alive."

Zhang Yao was so exhausted, only one person survived?

Zhou Zheng said at this time: "Didn't that group of people come to rescue the Qing family? Why did they kill the Qing family?" "Ah, yes," Zhang Yao also said hurriedly: "Why did they kill their own people?"

Xixin said: "Maybe when they saw that they couldn't save the people, they just killed them to prevent them from saying something they shouldn't say?"

"This," Zhang Yao cursed. These people are so cruel!
Xixin: "What should we do with the surviving members of the Qing family? Should we send them to the provincial prison or back to the governor's mansion?"

"Send them back?" Zhang Yao didn't expect them to do this. "The eldest master said he wanted to send the Qing family to jail."

Xixin whispered to Zhang Yao: "I'm worried that the state prison is not safe. What if those people come back?"

Zhang Yao asked: "Do those people dare to come back?"

Xixin: "It's hard to say. In my opinion, those people are a bunch of desperate criminals."

The surviving male of the Qing family was a 16-year-old boy. Before Qing Heng fell, he was also a spoiled young master at home. At this moment, the young master Qing was terrified and collapsed on the ground with a puddle of water under him. The young master was frightened to the point of peeing.

Zhang Yao stood in front of the young man. He looked scary. The young master was even more frightened by Zhang Yao's stare. He curled up on the ground and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I don't know anything, I really don't know anything."

Xixin: "It wasn't us who killed your family. You saw it. In order to protect your lives, several of us were injured."

The young master of the Qing family couldn't deny it even if he wanted to. How could he deny what he saw with his own eyes? It was just that the young master of the Qing family couldn't accept it emotionally.

The people for whom his grandfather sacrificed his own life and the lives of his entire clan wanted to kill them, while the people who killed his grandfather and made them prisoners risked their lives to protect them.

Isn't this ridiculous? His grandfather, their Qing family is a joke.

"Take him back," Zhang Yao said at this time, "He is the only one left alive, don't let anything else happen to him."

If Wei Shengwen's men really sneaked into the prison and committed the murder, they would be unable to prevent it even if they wanted to. It is impossible to prevent thieves every day.

"Where are they?" Zhang Yao pointed at the group of people on the ground.

Asari: “They are all dead.”

Zhang Yao: "Then let's dig a hole and bury it."

The dead must be buried. Mr. Zhang didn't understand this before, but after coming to Wuzhou, he understood that if he didn't want an epidemic to occur, the bodies of humans and animals must be buried in time.

"Yes," Xixin accepted the order.

"I'll take him back first," Zhang Yao pointed at the young master of the Qing family who was lying on the ground and said, "Let's see what the eldest master says."

Zhou Zheng stepped forward and dragged up the young master of the Qing family. Only then did he remember his father and brothers, and quickly turned his head to look around him.

Zhou Zheng: "Don't look at it, they are all dead."

The eleven bodies on the ground were all killed by arrows. The arrows either hit the throat or the heart. It was obvious that the archers were aiming to kill the Qing family.

Zhang Yao stamped his feet, turned around and left. He did a terrible job. How should he explain to the eldest master?
After Master Zhang and his men left, Xixin ordered people to find a trailer, load the bodies on the ground onto the trailer, and transport them out of the city for burial.

"Master Wei is trying to silence us," the legal advisor whispered to the judge who was temporarily in charge of the Wuzhou government office behind them after Xixin and his group carried away the body.

They watched the whole process through the crack of the government gate, and now they all looked pale and nervous. Under Qing Heng's rule, no one in Wuzhou was loyal to the court. Now, they have surrendered to the court, and Wei Da Xianggong will not give them a way to live!
If this person can send people to kill the Qing family members on the street today, he can send people to kill them on the street tomorrow...

Half a quarter of an hour later, in an empty space outside the city, all the bodies that had been lying in the trailer, except for the members of the Qing family, climbed out of the vehicle.

"You really want to put us together with the corpses?" A resurrected corpse yelled at Xixin in dissatisfaction. (End of this chapter)