The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

　　 On the night of July 19, the upstream dammed lake collapsed twice, and huge waves descended down the river.

　　 On the evening of July 20th, Hongfeng arrived at the boundary of the capital.

At two quarters [19:30], the Lugou Bridge was cut off by the flood, and there are only six eleven-arch caves remaining intact.

　　 At around 9 o'clock on July 21, the Nandi breached as many as eight places, and the entire line was officially declared lost.

　　 noon, the sun is scorching.

　　 "The second son of Zhao Rongheng, Zhao Yuankun, has been verified to be true!"

　　 "Cut!"

　　 "Father! I don't want to die, I don't want to..."

　　 The executioner lifted the knife and fell, and the scream stopped abruptly.

　　 Shen Lian raised his foot and stepped on the head of the gurgling man. A soldier immediately picked it up and threw it into the torrent of water not far away.

　　 Then someone stepped forward and dragged the headless corpse down.

　　 Shen Lian scratched Zhao Yaokun's name with a cinnabar red pen, and said loudly, "Next!"

　　 The one brought up this time was a quiet young man of 18 or 9 years old.

　　 Jin Yichuan stepped forward and looked at the boy a few times, and then said in a melodious voice: "Zhao Rongheng's long-term housekeeper, Sun Zhao Shoulian, has already verified his body!"

　　 "Woo, woo!"

　　As soon as he verified his identity, he heard a groan behind him. Jin Yichuan looked back and saw Zhao Rongheng, who was tied to a wooden stake, struggling fiercely as never before.

　　 Obviously, the long-term grandson's position in his heart far surpasses the two sons who were killed before.

　　 Knowing today, why bother?

　　 Jin Yichuan sniffed and sneered, waiting for a sarcasm and mocking Zhao Rongheng, but listened to Sun Shaozong quietly said: "Bring closer and let him take a closer look."

　　 These words are more irritating than sarcasm and ridicule!

　　 Seeing his grandson being pinned down under his feet, his eyes were filled with blank vision, Zhao Rongheng was struggling almost madly, and the wooden stake that was deeply wedged into the river bank was swayed by him!

　　 "Cut!"

　　 However, Sun Shaozong crushed all his struggles with only one cold word!

　　 Just listen to the click~ A crisp sound, the delicate human skull fell to the ground, and the blood in his cavity sprayed Zhao Rongheng's face all over his head.

　　 At this moment, Zhao Rongheng’s facial micro-expression is enough to hold up a ninety-minute ethical tragedy!

　　 Sun Shaozong’s attention is not on Zhao Rongheng’s body. Compared to the tens of thousands of innocent people in the two provinces and seven counties in the South Bank, what is the suffering of a corrupt official?

　　 What he cared most at this time was the reaction of the dozens of Hebei officials on the side!

　　 These Hebei officials are Sun Shaozong specially invited to watch the punishment under the guise of Wang Yan.

　　 As for the purpose...

　　 Local officials embezzled money and food for disaster relief, which has always been the most common routine in costume dramas. Sun Shaozong invited them to watch the punishment in order to deter them in advance, so that no one would try the law!

　　 This is also the only thing he can do for the victims.

　　Looking at the earth-colored appearances, it is obvious that the effect is not bad.

"Next!"

　　Sun Shaozong was looking at the Hebei officials secretly, and Zhao Muen, the eldest son of Zhao Rongheng, had also been brought up there.

　　 With the example of a talented person, Sun Shaozong was useless this time, and the soldiers brought him to Zhao Rongheng's feet.

　　Who knew that before Jin Yichuan stepped forward to verify his body, then Zhao Muen jumped forward and bit Zhao Rongheng's leg viciously!

　　 No matter how the soldiers pulled and beat them, Zhao Muen refused to let go. In the end, he could only tore off a large piece of meat from the belt, which separated the father and son.

　　 "Repay my Lianer's life, and you'll pay my Lianer's life! My Lian'er, my poor Lian'er!"

　　 Zhao Muen’s mad and stern roar echoed on the embankment for a long time, and after another ‘cut’ word, it was completely silent...

--Dividing line--

　　Because of a flood, Sun Shaozong dragged it until the third day of August before finally returning to the north bank.

　　 At this time, the North Shore is already a mere fact. Wang Yan was dismissed from all official positions and handed over to the three divisions to investigate and handle. As for the post of flood prevention and disaster relief commander-in-chief, Xu Furen, a cabinet scholar, took over.

　　 Even Jia Yucun was returned to the capital by Liu Chongshan.

　　On the third day of the junior high school, Sun Shaozong waited for a full half a day to pass the sign at Xuanzhen Guan, but he didn't even see Xu Furen's face, so he had the ‘grace’ to return to Beijing to report on his duties.

　　 Just over half a month later, Sun Shaozong is also exhausted physically and mentally. Since people don't even bother to see him, he naturally has no interest in spending time on Beidi.

　　 Light car all the way easily.

　　 Back in the Sun's Mansion, it was naturally another scene.

　　 The cheapest brother led the house to welcome him up and down. He set up hundreds of firecrackers to celebrate. Then he set up a table with a lot of tonics, and had a fat stomach with him.

　　 After drinking and eating, looking at the messy cups and dishes on the table, and thinking about the victims waiting to be fed on the South Bank, I even felt that the poetry sage’s phrase ‘Zhumen’s stinky wine and meat, there are frozen bones on the road’, is really very vivid.

　　 Fortunately, Sun Shaozong is not that hypocritical. Even if he looked at the sufferings of the world, he still slept peacefully in the carved hibiscus tent.

　　 I slept directly until the afternoon of the next day.

Sun Shaozong woke up in a daze, seeing the bright inside and outside of the house, he covered his head with a quilt, and vaguely shouted: "Furong, pomegranate, bring the change of clothes to the master, and go and hit him again. Basin of clean water!"

Unexpectedly, he yelled a few times, but did not see Furong and Pomegranate responding, but instead heard something about them~www.readwn.com~ Sun Shaozong was puzzled, so he looked around, but only saw a slender and full figure at the end of the bed. She lowered her head and removed the shoes and socks on her feet, and she had nothing to hide except for a pink bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers!

　　 The woman took off her shoes and socks, and then went to the end of the bed cautiously, with two white arms propped around Sun Shaozong's legs, climbing upwards like a beautiful dog, but just halfway through the climb, she faced Sun Shaozong's burning eyes.

　　 "Yeah!"

　　 The woman's face was flushed immediately, but she didn't have the intention to dodge and shrink. Ai Ai said, "It was Sister Rong who asked the slave and maid to come over, and let the master... relieve the fatigue."

　　 The woman crawling on the bed is naturally Xiangling.

　　Looking at her charming little appearance, Sun Shaozong was stirred up by the evil fire, but still insisted on asking: "Then where is your sister Rong right now?"

　　 "The uncle invited the theater troupe to come to the house to sing. Sister Rong went to the front to listen to the drama." Xiangling said, Jian Shui pupils gathered slightly, and weakly added: "I said I'll be back before dinner."

　　 Before the words finished, Sun Shaozong took her into his arms early!

　　 Xiangling screamed, her beautiful eyes were even more blurred, thinking that she was going to endure the baptism of violent storms next, but she suddenly felt warm, but she was wrapped in brocade by Sun Shaozong.

　　 Xiangling felt inexplicable, so he heard Sun Shaozong say: "Your sister Rong is so beautiful, how can she dirty her house? Let's go, let's go to your West Wing to relieve the fatigue!"

　　 said, holding Xiangling under his armpit, striding the meteor to the west chamber.

　　 This hesitation is exactly like the words in "The Story of the West Chamber":

　　 My nephrite jade is warm and fragrant here.

　　 Yeah, Ruan Zhao arrives on the rooftop, and spring comes to life.

　　 put the willow waist section, the flower heart is lightly removed, and the dew drops of peonies bloom.