The footsteps got closer and closer, then stopped at the top of the stairs.
When Du Jiu looked back, the uncle stood there quietly, with no disgust or disgust on his face, and his eyes were so complicated that Du Jiu couldn't see clearly. He had been by his uncle's side since he was a child, and it was the first time he found that uncle had such a strange expression.
Ban Hua didn't notice Rong Xia's arrival, or she didn't pay attention to other people at the moment. She looked at the assassin who was crying bitterly at the moment, and her voice was like ice: "What are the characteristics of the person who contacted you?"
The assassin shook his head, "This person looks very ordinary and wears very common clothes. I-I really can't tell."
"Can't tell?" Ban Yan pulled out the saber on the guard's body and pointed at his lower body, "If you can't tell, I will send you to the other palace of the imperial mausoleum to be a sinner."
The slave, not only had to have words written on his face, but he was also castrated to make him a man. The assassin was so frightened that he trembled and begged for mercy. When the tip of the knife cut through his trousers, he couldn't help screaming.
"You are so courageous when you kill someone, why are you afraid now?" Ban Hua sneered, the knife got a few inches closer, "You are not afraid of death, how much are you afraid of losing?"
Du Jiu is about to kneel to Ban Hua, this is really an aunt, who threatens people with a man's flesh, but there is no shyness on his face, but he is embarrassed by himself as a man. When he turned around to see Uncle coming over, he whispered, "Uncle, the princess is just in a hurry..."
Although he felt that Ban Hua was not the most suitable candidate for Mrs. Uncle, he was still in awe when he saw her as a woman who gave up everything in order to protect her family.
Perhaps not many men dare to like such a sturdy woman, but they admire such a person from the bottom of their hearts. This is the admiration of a true lover, and it has nothing to do with gender.
Rong Xia didn't answer his words, he strode to Ban Hua's side and held her wrist holding the knife: "Hua, don't worry, let me come."
Ban Hua looked back at him: "Why are you here?"
"People from the yamen found the shopkeeper and the clerk of this building downstairs, and they have been sent to the hospital." Rong Xia took the knife in Ban Hu's hand and handed it to the guard beside him, "Prepare a pen and paper for me. Come."
The guard of the Ban family glanced at Ban Hua, lowered his head and hurried downstairs, and quickly brought up a pen and paper.
Rong Xia spread the paper on the table, dipped it in the poorly polished ink, turned her head and whispered to Ban Hua, "Don't get your eyes dirty for this kind of person."
Ban Yan pursed her lips and did not speak.
Rong Xia smiled and straightened his robe, as if the place he was standing was not the house where the assassin was lying on the ground, but the study where Mo Xiang burst into.
"How tall is the person looking for you?"
"What bun did you comb, what hairpin did you use?"
"What clothes are you wearing, what colors are you wearing, and what are the fabrics?"
After asking one question after another, Rongxia kept writing and drawing on the paper. Ban Hua sat beside him and saw a middle-aged man appear on the paper in front of him.
"But this person?" Rong Xia put down the pen, waited for the ink to dry, and then handed it to the assassin.
The assassin widened his eyes in horror, how could it be so similar
This man has seen the mastermind behind the scenes
Seeing the assassin's expression, Rongxia got the answer. He handed the drawing paper to Ban Hua: "Do you have an impression of this person?"
Ban Hua shook his head: "I don't know."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know me. I'll give the drawing paper to the people at Dali Temple later, and let their painters copy a few copies. I don't worry about not being able to catch people."
Ban Hua did not speak.
Rong Xia reached out and held her wrist across the fabric, "Don't worry, we'll find a solution together if something happens."
Ban Hua's eyelids trembled slightly, she looked up at Rong Xia, and after a while she bit the corner of her lips and said, "Thank you."
She looked like a child who was robbed of all the candy, aggrieved and helpless, as if waiting for someone to come and hold her hand, and then said to her, don't be afraid, I have a lot of candy, no matter how much I eat Can't finish.
Reaching out and grabbing Rong Xia's sleeve, Ban Hua's mood calmed down a little, she glanced at the room she smashed up, and said to the guard behind her, "Go back and ask the shop owner to calculate how much money they lost and pay them double. "
"Yes."
Du Jiu looked at the assassin who was lying at his feet and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and whispered: "The county master, uncle, Liu Qingfeng, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, asks for an interview."
Rong Xia nodded after seeing that there was no rejection on Ban Hua's face, "Let him come up."
Swish.
Ban Hua pulled out the sword from the scabbard and slashed towards the assassin who was still begging for mercy.
"Ow!" The assassin wailed loudly while hugging his legs, rolling on the ground, and soon the ground was stained with bright red blood.
It turned out that Ban Hua actually broke one of his hamstrings.
Du Jiu's eyes lit up, and Lord Fule looked like he had practiced this knife technique.
"Remember to count the money for the floor when you go back," Ban Hua handed the knife to the guard, "Our Ban family will never let innocent people suffer, but we will never spare anyone who has grievances with us. "
"Sir." Ya Chai saw the man lying on the corner of the stairs, pulled out his saber, and said to Liu Banshan, "Please be careful."
"No problem, this person is in a coma, let someone take him out." Liu Banshan glanced at the person lying on the ground and went straight upstairs. Even if he heard someone screaming, he just paused, but the expression on his face remained the same.
The yachai who followed him admired him, as expected of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He must have seen all kinds of miserable criminals and heard all kinds of mourning sounds. This movement did not frighten him.
The group went upstairs and saw the man wailing and rolling on the ground, as well as the messy house.
"Xiaguan has seen County Master Fule and Cheng Anbo." Liu Banshan adjusted his robes, walked to Ban Hua and Rong Xia, and saluted them.
Ban Hua looked down at his feet, his feet stepped on blood, but he didn't move half a step, and his face was still respectful. Her expression softened a little, "Master Liu doesn't need to be more polite."
The Ban family's guard told Liu Banshan what happened.
"These assassins..." Liu Banshan, who had never changed his face, finally showed a crack on his face.
"I fought." Ban Hua said lightly, "These assassins resisted fiercely and tried to escape. That's all I can do."
Liu Banshan looked at Rong Xia from the corner of his eye, and seeing that Rong Xia was just sitting quietly beside Ban Hua, he bowed and said, "Thank you, the county master, for helping us catch the gangster, otherwise this case will not be easy to investigate."
"If it was someone else, I would have to say a few more words, but since it's Lord Liu, I won't say more nonsense," Ban Hua handed the portrait to Liu Banshan, "I hope the people at Dali Temple can help me as soon as possible. Catch this guy."
Liu Banshan looked at the lifelike portrait in his hand and turned his head to look at Rongxia.
Rong Xia raised her head, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a hint of chill: "Master Liu, what else is wrong? This person's accent is from the capital, and someone must know him. Master Liu's top priority is to catch this person first, what do you think? "
"Yes!" Liu Banshan gave Rongxia a deep bow, "I'll let someone do it when I'm an official."
Originally, this kind of case should be handed over to the yamen, but Jingting Gong has a special status and can be regarded as a royal relative, so the case will naturally be handed over to Dali Temple.
He made a gesture, and the guards behind him dragged out the assassins lying on the ground. As for the mourning assassin, he just grabbed a piece of cloth to cover his mouth, and dragged him out.
Watching the excitement outside, the assassins were brought out, and everyone was in a state of embarrassment, so he depicted a good show of officers and soldiers fighting the assassins in his mind, and exchanged their views with each other.
Finally, seeing Rong Xia and Ban Hua come out, everyone was amazed.
If they are really handsome and beautiful, these two stand together, and the others will all become crooked melons and cracked dates.
Some people heard that the man and woman were a fiancée and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Is that right? If people who seem to be such a match can't be together, it would be a real shame.
People in the capital, the idea is so simple and direct.
When Ban Hua came down, he saw that his younger brother was with his father, so he should have rushed over after hearing the news.
"Sister," Ban Heng saw her, walked up to her and said, "Are you all right?"
"What can I do? You and your father go back to the mansion first, I still have things to do." Ban Hua's face was still not very good-looking, "Strengthen the guards in the mansion, and before the matter is cleared up, you and your father will go out less often. ."
"I… "
"There is no other choice, either I will break your legs and let you lie on the bed, or you will stay at home obediently." When Ban Ma sank his face, Ban Heng thought of the sense of awe he felt when facing his mother, and a word arrived. I dare not say it out of my mouth.
"Then where are you going now?" Ban Heng was worried that Ban Hua would go to the Yamen or Dali Temple, and the matter would be lively by then.
"We were wronged, so naturally we went to the palace to find the emperor," Ban Hua whispered, "Father was frightened and fell ill."
Ban Heng turned his head to look at his father, who showed no signs of being overly frightened, and nodded: "Sister, don't worry, I'll take my father back here."
Sending off his father and younger brother, Ban Hua got on his horse, and when he was about to leave, seeing Rongxia still standing there, he said, "You have to be more careful these days, I don't know if these people are targeting my father or our entire Ban family. . You ordered a kiss with me, and I'm worried you'll be implicated."
"I'm not afraid of being implicated," Rong Xia walked up to her horse, "Be careful when you enter the palace."
"Well." Ban Hua nodded, and as soon as he patted the horse, the horse galloped out.
Rong Xia looked at the back of Ban Hua's departure, and stood quietly without speaking.
"Uncle?"
"Go to Dali Temple." Rong Xia's voice was a little cold, "This case must be found out."
Dali Temple is very busy every day, but today is extraordinarily busy. When investigating whether the Ban family has grievances with other families, they found that there are many people who have had grievances with the family. There are the second princes of high status, and the street gangsters who molest the girls in the low status.
This group of family members like to provoke people when they have nothing to do. This is often ranked first. I really feel that their family has not been cleaned up for so many years.
"Master Liu, Cheng Anbo wants to see you."
"Please." Liu Banshan guessed the reason for Rongxia's arrival, he put down the pen in his hand and stopped to copy half of the painting.
After a while, Rong Xia with a cold expression entered his room.
The author has something to say: Rong Rong: Painting with full skills finally comes in handy, satisfied.
Prince Tu Archie, who has been eating melons from start to finish: Does anyone remember me