Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 606

After pausing for a while, Qin Yantang continued: "I asked someone...to ask someone to wash the blood on the ground with water, I see that the rain is not heavy, if you don't wash it with water, I'm afraid it won't be washed clean. Besides, you should ask someone to clean up that amputated arm. It belongs to... the third brother..." She said with her lips trembling slightly, she turned her head away, not looking at the situation in the courtyard.

"Yes, fifth lady." Zhou Yu's heart was slightly relaxed, but at the same time she felt sad, she bowed and said, "I'll trouble you to take care of this place, and I'll ask someone to clean it up."

Qin Yantang nodded, and didn't speak any more. He just sat sideways in front of Mrs. Tai's couch, with his back to the courtyard gate.

Who can look at the tragic scene in the courtyard like this without being moved?
Zhou Yu's heart was infinitely sad, but she could only suppress it forcibly.

The Qin Yanbai brothers and sisters were certainly to blame, but it was indeed a bit tragic to be killed and injured in front of their relatives like this.

Zhou Yu now only hopes that this matter can pass quickly, so that the Qin family can return to its usual calm sooner.

Although it seems that it is a bit difficult at present.

Sighing, Zhou Yu exited Mingjianer and began to sort out the servants outside.At the same time, Dong Liang and Dong An's uncle and nephew, the stewards of the Outer Court, were being called by Fan Dalang's side, answering a series of questions from the Dalang Lord of Han'an Township Hou's Mansion.

"Is the sixth lady of your mansion still practicing in Jiuxiao Palace?" Fan Dalang asked casually, and handed the long sword to the guard.

At this time, they were walking in the corridor leading from Dehui Hall to the main entrance. Uncle and nephew Dong An's complexion was pale and blue, and he looked panic-stricken.

They witnessed the tragedy that happened in Dehui Hall, and they are still in shock at this moment.

"Why are you dumb?" Fan Dalang's cool voice came from the side, and Dong Liang trembled instantly.

He hastily lowered his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Fan Dalang, forgive me, Liu Niangzi is indeed still cultivating in Jiuxiao Palace."

"I heard that she came back once?" Fan Dalang asked again, with a smile on his face, as if the murder just now had never happened.

Dong Liang's complexion became paler and paler, and he tried his best to keep his voice steady, and said, "Returning to you, there is such a thing."

Fan Dalang paused slightly, stared at him for a while, and then asked: "I heard that she came back with guards, is this true?"

Dong Liang paused for a while when he heard the words, and then said respectfully: "Mr. Fan Dalang, forgive me, I didn't see this with my own eyes, but I heard from the servants in the mansion that Liu Niangzi was very dignified when she came back."

Fan Dalang raised his lips: "Are you majestic?" He looked at Dong Liang with a half-smile, and asked, "Is it more majestic than me?"

"Don't dare, dare not, dare not compare with Mr. Fan Dalang." Dong Liang said hoarsely, his bowed body bent down a little more.

Fan Dalang looked him up and down, then shook his head again, waved his hand and said, "That's all, you all go down."

Both Dong Liang and Dong An breathed a sigh of relief, and led the servants of the Qin Mansion back to the side of the road, standing silently, in the drizzle, the screen wall of the Qin Mansion's always spacious main courtyard showed a little sadness.

Fan Dalang turned a blind eye to this.

As he walked forward, he frowned, his face full of thought.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in a black gown came out from among the guards of Fan's mansion, walked up to Fan Dalang and asked, "My lord, do you want to go to Jiufu Mountain to have a look?"

In fact, Fan Dalang has been thinking about this issue, he squinted his eyes and thought about it, nodded and said: "Then let's go for a while, so as not to go back later, my father will blame me for not doing my best." A look of disapproval appeared on his face, "Fifth brother has done enough nonsense, and now he has lost his life, and my father will spread the fire on us."

The scholar seemed to be Fan Dalang's confidant, at this time he hurriedly made a gesture of silence, and then lowered his voice: "Master, you still need to be careful, don't act too hastily."

Fan Dalang smiled: "Of course I know, it's just what I said."

While speaking, they had already stepped out of the gate of the Qin Mansion, but they saw the carriages and horses standing silently outside the carriage door, and the most conspicuous thing among them was a gorgeous black lacquered carriage, the distinctive Fan clan emblem on the carriage stood straight It is visible at a glance.

Fan Dalang strode to the front of the car, ordered "Go to Jiuxiao Palace", and stepped into the car.

The convoy moved quickly, and Fan Dalang sat against the wall of the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

From last night to this morning, he has not closed his eyes for seven or eight hours in a row, so he is naturally a little sleepy at this time.However, although his body was tired, his spirit was extremely excited.

He was bloodthirsty by nature, and he had only killed one person today, so it was not easy to calm down, so he just closed his eyes, but he was not asleep.

After the carriage drove for a while, he suddenly asked: "Mr. Feng, is there any news about the thirteen guards who resigned?"

Mr. Feng—that is, the scribe in black—was also in the car at this time. When Fan Dalang asked about this matter, his expression froze, and he said in a low voice: "My lord, forgive me, our people did not find their information. place."

"Oh?" Fan Dalang opened his eyes, glanced at him like a falcon, and said in a low voice, "Is it so difficult to investigate? There are more than a dozen of them in a group, and the target is very big. I think it is easy to investigate. "

"It is precisely because of the large number of people that it is more difficult to check." Mr. Feng said, showing a little embarrassment on his face, "After they resigned from Fan's residence, they did not leave together, but were divided into several batches, each batch no more than three There was at least one person, and they went to different places, and our people didn't notice for a while, so they all escaped."

"Trash!" Fan Dalang burst out two words from between his teeth, and his expression became cold, "It's really useless! I asked you to track down a few people, but you came to tell me that none of them were caught? I will support you." What are you eating?"

Mr. Feng looked embarrassed and lowered his head.

Fan Dalang valued martial arts and despised literature, and what he hated the most were the so-called scholars with a strong character. Therefore, although this Mr. Feng was a disciple of Fan's family, he had no status.If Mr. Feng hadn't offered a few good strategies when searching for Fan Xiaowu's whereabouts a few days ago, he wouldn't be qualified to sit in the carriage today.

It was Mr. Feng who searched for the thirteen resigned guards.However, no one listened to what he said in the Fan Mansion. The guards all had eyes on the top of their heads, and they didn't listen to him at all. .

Fortunately, Fan Dalang didn't pay much attention to this matter. After scolding him, he remembered another matter, and asked, "Where are my fifth brother's staff? Didn't find it?"

(End of this chapter)