To divide and surrender
But the only response he got was —
"Zhao Huai was right. He deserved to die." Wen Panshi's eyes were bloodshot, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his heart. "Anyone who dares to harm the Little Heir, no matter who it is, deserves to end up like this."
He had watched Lin Feng grow up and raised him like a son. How could he not be sad?
Wen Xian's face was full of pain. His arm dropped powerlessly and his sword fell to the ground. He broke down and knelt in front of Wen Xian.
He burst into tears!
The surrounding people were speechless.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Ji Yunshu's eyes reddened as she looked at the corpses on the ground.
The entire courtyard was filled with the stench of blood …
In the end, Jing Rong ordered the Si and Wen Families to be sealed up. This matter must not be leaked to the public, and they would maintain the same statement to the public — the Si and Wen Families were imprisoned in the Yufu yamen's prison for suspected cloth smuggling.
Those who were related to this matter were also imprisoned.
For a moment, the entire prison was stuffed with dozens of people.
It was like dumplings being thrown into a pot!
As the Yufu County Magistrate, Zuo Yao was spared.
It was not that he was spared, but because he was the head official of the people, if he was also imprisoned, the people would gossip about it. It might even cause an uproar.
Naturally, it would spread to the capital!
Then, the matter of the Little Heir and the old members of the Imperial Duke's residence would spread.
Anchang Courtyard.
That lass Tang Si was teaching Zuo Yao a lesson.
Serve him with a whip!
Who asked him to tie her up? He should be lucky not to be beaten to death.
However, Jing Rong said that he would spare his life and temporarily let him sit on the position of County Magistrate. Therefore, although Tang Si did not understand, she could not refute him. However, she should seize the opportunity to teach him a lesson.
In the courtyard, Zuo Yao's voice sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
Inside the room, it was deathly quiet.
Jing Rong stood in front of the open window on the left side of the room, secretly looking at the small puddle on the ground. A gentle breeze blew past, gently causing ripples.
After a long time —
"Speak."
His tone was very calm, and no emotion could be heard.
Now that things had come to this, there was no need for her to continue hiding it.
She took out the jade pendant again and said, "This jade pendant is one of the two tiger talismans in the Imperial Duke's possession. As long as the two tiger talismans are put together, the Imperial Duke's hidden army of one hundred thousand can be mobilized."
"One hundred thousand?" Mo Ruo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Then, realization dawned on him. "No wonder those people are so fearless. They have an army of a hundred thousand behind them. But … a hundred thousand! Privately building a military camp and raising soldiers and horses requires a report to the imperial court if there are more than five thousand soldiers and horses. How can they hide the one hundred thousand soldiers and horses? "
"Split up!"
"Split up?" Mo Ruo mulled over these words, his mind spinning rapidly. "You mean to say that the hundred thousand soldiers were scattered all over the place, turning into mountain bandits. That's why Zhao Huai appeared here. In other words, the Gaoshan Gang is one of the hundred thousand soldiers?"
This was insane!
Ji Yunshu nodded, "The Imperial Duke prepared that army for the Little Heir. It was to prevent the Little Heir from having an army of a hundred thousand under his command in case something happened to him. “
"But, you're not the Little Heir. You're a woman, so this jade pendant …?"
"Wei Yi."
"What?" Mo Ruo broke out in a cold sweat again. His eyes widened in shock. "Wei Yi … is the Little Heir of the Imperial Duke?"
He stood up from his chair abruptly, knocking the jug of wine in his hand to the ground.
Clang!
It smashed to smithereens.
Now, he was getting more and more confused.
This was definitely the most interesting and shocking thing he had heard in all his years of wandering outside.
Jing Rong, who had been silent all this while, suddenly coughed softly. He closed the window in front of him and slowly turned to look at Ji Yunshu.
He was still as cold as ever.
Extremely cold.
"How did you know?" he asked.
Ji Yunshu pursed her lips. "Old General Li."
"Old General Li?" He frowned, "When you went to stop Old General Li outside the city, was this what he told you? So you let him go? "
"Yes." She said, "His motive for setting fire to Tongren Hall was not to kill His Majesty, but to frame you so that you would be thrown in jail and no longer be able to investigate the 'Lin Capital Case'. This was because he was worried that when he opened the tombs of the Imperial Duke, he would discover that … the tomb of the Third Madam, who died in childbirth twenty years ago, was empty, and that the Little Heir was still alive. “
She finished in one breath.
Jing Rong's expression did not change. He continued to ask, "So, what was the deal? Why did you let him go? “
"He promised me that if I found out that this case had nothing to do with His Majesty, he would disband the army of a hundred thousand after finding the Little Heir. From then on, he would never harm Great Lin again."
"Is this what you've been unwilling to say?"
"Yes."
"And you already knew that Wei Yi was the Little Heir of the Imperial Duke?"
"Yes!"
"If today's incident had not happened, were you planning to keep it a secret?"
"Yes!"
"Then how did you know that the jade pendant was the Tiger Seal? And how did you know … that Wei Yi was the Little Heir? "
"Uncle Fu!" She said, "Of course, he was the one who secretly sent the Little Heir away. Third Madam died on the way out of the capital, and he gave the Little Heir to the Wei couple. During the time we stayed in Jinjiang, I discovered this secret."
Jing Rong looked at her coldly. He did not seem surprised at all.
After all, they had just gone through a reign of terror.
After a long while …
He said, "Then, all the more they cannot be allowed to live."
His tone was filled with murderous intent.
"Why?" Ji Yunshu asked.
"The Imperial Duke did not leave behind the army of a hundred thousand just to protect the Little Heir. No matter what the truth is, they will not stop."
"They won't."
"They won't?" Jing Rong smiled. "Even if they really did not 'sweep away all the obstacles', you will never be able to see those with ambitions."
Jing Rong's eyes darkened. Once again, he walked to the closed window.
His gaze became unfocused.
After a long while …
He did not say a single word.
…
That night, Ji Yunshu could not fall asleep. She lay on the bed, tossing and turning.
She did not know when she fell asleep.
The moment she opened her eyes, she realized that she was standing in the courtyard of the Si Residence. There were many, many people around her.
Many, many … dead people.
She stood in the same spot, her feet spinning in circles. Suddenly, the corpses lying on the ground stared at her with wide eyes. Blood slowly flowed out of her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
Her surroundings were covered in blood, like a mountain of gold.
She took a step back. Her feet slipped on the blood, and she fell backwards.
Her body was swallowed by the blood!
Her face was filled with fear. Her hands instinctively clenched into fists, but she could not grasp any life-saving straw.
Suddenly, she heard her own voice in her ears.
"The story of the heir to the throne has always come true."
It was as if she had heard Kong Yu's words before she died.
"If there comes a day when Ah Rong is caught in a never-ending battle, I hope you can help him and make him turn back."
The next Jing Yi!
The next Jing Yi!
The voice became more distant and indistinct …
"Ah!"
She suddenly sat up on the bed.
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