"Ha ha ha ha!"
The intertwined laughter of adults and children could be heard in the hall, and Liu Yusheng watched this scene with a small smile on the corner of his mouth.
Their family Croton started to grow.
Being able to examine one's own deficiencies is the real beginning of growth.
After returning to the room that night, the children also had a long time in the room.
The most pitiful is Qiqi, and I don't know where I offended Croton. I was pressed by Croton in the quilt and scratched for a long time.
Seventy-seven cannot speak, and can't beg for mercy when he is almost smiling, and finally his eyes are red with a smile, and it becomes more and more like a little pitiful.
In the blink of an eye, it was one day, and Liu Yusheng only knew that Bian Zhaohua was dead when he heard the people in the Yamen talking about it occasionally.
The cause of death is unknown.
They just heard that Bian Zhaohua seemed to be terribly frightened before his death, so that after his death, his face still kept a frightened expression.
People burned in the end.
Along with the dark prison, it was also smoked and roasted by the Yamen with torches to prevent the plague from remaining.
"She's not innocent." Feng Qingbai said lightly when listening to the woman's sigh, "Besides, she's always going to die."
Even if they released Bian Zhaohua with compassion, Bian Zhaohua couldn't survive.
Jian Guofu and the people behind will not let her continue to live.
Even leaving this layer aside, the people of Liangzhou wouldn't let Bian Zhaohua live.
Everyone is afraid of death. In order to protect oneself from harm, people can do many incredible things.
This is human nature.
"The end of Jianguo Mansion must not be much better." Liu Yusheng said softly, condensing the burning coal in the stove.
"Next time I go to Fengyue, maybe Jian Guofu no longer exists." When something loses its usefulness, but only brings harm to the master, how can the master allow him to keep it.
If you seek skin from a tiger, you have to endure being swallowed up by the tiger.
As the State Supervisor of Fengyue, Bian Liang has been sitting big over the years, and after he has enough power in his hands, he has increased his ambitions and wants to compete with Fengyue imperial family. People are really smart, and there are also cities, but they just take themselves too high.
Feng Qingbai raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the white snow outside the hall, which reflected the coolness in his eyes.
He didn't intend to let go of the State Government Mansion, especially after the attack.
But now, it seems that he doesn't need to take action, and the life of the government will not be too long.
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Near the New Year's Pass, a snowy night.
The ground of Jianguo Mansion was covered with layers of snow, and the footprints scattered on the snow were messy.
He stumbled on the same road and fled to the inner room of the other courtyard, shivering under the mosquito net.
The scenes that flashed in my mind were all scarlet.
Outside the door, there were footsteps.
Da da da.
There was a sound like stepping on Biantong, his round eyes were bloodshot, and the eyes were full of horror and fear.
"Don't, don't come over! Who are you? If you dare to move our government, you will regret it!"
The door of the room was pushed open, and when the silhouette was pressed in the direction of him under the light, the mosquito net was suddenly lifted and roared.
Strong in appearance, strong in the outside world and strong in the middle.
"Jianguo Mansion, from today, it's gone." The visitor answered him with just one sentence.
The sword rises and the sword falls, and the visitor turns around indifferently.
The snow outside was still splattering, and in an instant it covered the blood stains everywhere in Jianguo Mansion, covering up everything that happened here under the heavy snow.
In the middle of the front yard, a figure stood.
The figure is thin, not tall, with a large black fox fur on his body, without an umbrella, allowing snow to fall on his face and body.
"Supervisor Zuo, it has been cleaned up." Later, someone reported.
The man raised his head and looked towards the sky. It was dark and heavy, as depressing as he was pressing on the top of his head, "Go back to the master. I will stay here for the time being, and there are still things that are not finished."
"The master has an order. After the matter is finished, let Supervisor Zuo withdraw from Fengyue as soon as possible, so as not to be noticed by the Nanling King."
"He won't notice." The man sneered, "The King Nanling has a high self-esteem and has never suffered setbacks in these years. This time, in his opinion, we will all retreat in order to avoid leaving traces under his thorough investigation. . It is precisely because he has this idea that he will not send anyone over."
So now Fengdu is actually very safe.
Enough time for him to make new deployments.
To play a game with Nanling King, if you want to win, you must act like him by surprise.
Seeing the advice, the people behind him retreated.
The man standing with his hands turned slowly, his face exposed in the dim light was ordinary and slightly stiff.
Can't find the slightest noticeable thing.
When he left the prison government, he was not in a hurry, he didn't rush, and the time was just right.
As soon as the front foot left, the city guard from Fengdu arrived on the back foot, along with Feng Yi who had received an urgent report.
The New Year's Day will be two days later. Festive red lanterns have been hung outside the gate of Jianguo Mansion, and the mansion has been decorated with new decorations, showing the festive celebration of the New Year everywhere.
It contrasts sharply with the dead silence of the house, which is extremely ironic.
Jian Guo Mansion was destroyed.
Except for the Bian clan, not even the servants in the mansion were spared.
The traces on the ground have been covered by heavy snow, but there are still mottled criminal evidence on the courtyard walls of various courtyards.
Can imagine the tragic situation at that time.
Taking Xunchengwei through every corner of Jianguo Mansion, Feng Yi's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
"A suspicious person didn't catch it?" Feng Yi turned his head and asked the Chief Xunchengwei.
"The other party moved quickly and neatly. It was less than half an hour since we received the urgent report. When we came, the whole house was empty."
There is only one corpse left.
It was the city guard who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of scenes.
The person who started the attack must have been rigorously trained, and every time he took the sword, he did not sloppy.
There were more than one hundred people in the large mansion, all of them were killed in a short time.
"Can the city gate be closed?"
"When the urgent report was received, the subordinates had already called the city guard to close the city gate to prevent the murderer from escaping from the city."
As the New Year's Eve is approaching, Fengdu has become more lively and crowded. In order to take care of the surrounding people who come to visit Fengdu, the closing time of the city gate has been delayed by two hours.
It is not yet time for the city gate to close. If it is not forced to close, the murderer has a great chance to get out.
"Thanks for your hard work. Tonight, search the whole city carefully and try not to cause panic among the people."
"Yes!"
After giving the order, Feng Yi hurried back to the palace. Feng Lin was waiting in the palace and had not stopped.
As soon as people came in, Feng Lin asked, "How?"
Feng Yi shook his head and sighed, "No one was caught."
In fact, when he rushed past, he had already thought of the result.
The other party dared to be so bold, and at this time in Fengdu massacre the full gate of the State Supervisory Mansion, he would surely escape the Xuncheng Guard's arrest.
After a search, it may be in vain in the end.