Chapter 450

Hearing Huang Shiwei's words, Huang Gong nodded. It seems that there is no previous anger.

Then Yang Gong suddenly turned his head and looked at Sun Yaoting and said, "when will Miss Xia Yu come back? I don't know how they checked?"

"It would be interesting if they found out that the matter had something to do with Yang Gong."

Before Huang Gong's voice fell, he saw a group of people standing at the door of the hall.

It was Xia Yu and Huang Gong who came here.

Among the group, only Mr. Zhuo, who wanted to come, didn't come back with the others.

Seeing Xia Yu and his party appear, Huang Gong couldn't help laughing and said, "we just talked about you. I didn't expect you to have come back."

"How, what can I gain?"

Xia Yu nodded slightly at Huang Gong's inquiry, then walked into the hall with his beloved and stood next to Huang Shiwei. At first, we suspected that the shopkeeper of guilaixi hall had something to do with my younger martial sister's ambush. Finally, we found that the shopkeeper might know the identity of the person in the painting

"Unfortunately, in the end, I didn't know the identity of the person in the painting from the shopkeeper's mouth. I found that the shopkeeper's has been poisoned."

"After that, according to the clues, we came to the Wenxin hospital and wanted to get the clues of fengniang from the head Yang."

"As a result, from the inquiry of Childe Shiwei, he learned that the great man who saved fengniang was probably Yanggong."

"Unfortunately, before I continue to ask, master Yang has been killed by a killer already lurking in the three story building."

Huang Gong has learned about this matter from Huang Shiwei's narration, so he doesn't care. Instead, he looks at Xia Yu and says, "is there any other evidence that these things tonight are related to Yang Gong?"

"I don't want other people's statements. I want real evidence."

Xia Yu was stunned when she heard Huang Gong's words.

It's strange in my heart. How does the other party know that there is real evidence in his hand?

However, without waiting for the myriad of things in her heart, she finally took out the sheep horn token on her body and said, "is this what Huang Gong said?"

Seeing the horn token in Xia Yu's hand, the look on Huang Gong's face suddenly became cold.

His eyes were fixed on the horn token, as if it were a rare treasure.

In fact, it seems that the material is not precious.

The horn token is a cuboid, and only the upper part is carved into the shape of a sheep's head.

The sheep's head is carved with only a few strokes, but it looks very vivid and vivid.

The whole token is orange in color. It seems that the material should be red copper.

Because of its soft texture, this kind of red copper is not a good material for casting defensive armor or spiritual weapons. Therefore, its value is very low.

Obviously, the rectification token was not just cast. The whole token was polished by people, and there were some slight invisible scratches on the corners.

This is enough to show that the token was never just used.

Judging from the material, this horn token has a single round value. I'm afraid Huang Gonglian won't take a look at it.

But now Huang Gong is so concerned about this token.

There's only one reason.

That is, although the material of this sheep horn token is special, the casting method is extremely special. It is a secret method of the sheep father's family. Even ordinary people want to imitate it.

The sheep's head part of the cast sheep's horn token will also appear vague and rigid, which can not be compared with the sheep's horn token cast by a real sheep family.

However, although Huang Gong didn't approach the sheep horn token in Xia Yu's hand and checked it carefully, he knew that the token would not be false by looking at the sheep's head of the token.

When Xia Yu handed the sheep horn token in his hand, Huang Gong asked where he got the token. When he heard that the token was obtained by Mr. Zhuo, he found that he got it from the messy grass in his two homesteads, and his face became strange.

But he finally flashed away. Then he looked at the horn token in his hand. His face was quiet and deep. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Finally, he looked at his chief escort, sun Yaoting, and said, "now, the evidence of confession and token is conclusive, which proves that Lingzi and the people of Beihai escort agency were killed in Nanhu. The ambush of Mr. Yudi's disciple was probably caused by Yang Gong."

"Although Yang Gong and I are world friends, have deep friendship and have constant contacts between the two families, if he really did such things as killing people for no reason and colluding with the demon family, I will not tolerate him!"

"The chief escort doesn't care about this."

Hearing Huang Gong's words, many people couldn't help thinking: "what you said is high sounding. Maybe you wanted to kill Yang Gong long ago, and then annex and occupy everything in Yangjia village!"

But now Huang Gong has got the sheep horn token as evidence. Others are just sick in their hearts, and no one shows it publicly.

What's more, if Huang Gong can really swallow the strength of Yang Gong, they will benefit from being under Huang Gong's command.

Naturally, they will not object to Huang Gong's doing so.

However, they are still worried about the possible strength of the demon clan behind the Yang Gong.

After hearing Huang Gong's words, sun Yaoting sighed and said, "I'm really sorry. I'm afraid this matter will ruin the friendship between the Huangyang family."

"But this matter is related to the lives of many people. More importantly, there is probably the power of the demon family behind it."

"Even if we don't revenge for those who died and for the safety of the Terran, we can't let go of such a scum of the Terran!"

Huang Gong listened to sun Yaoting's words, but he sighed with a long sigh, but he didn't say anything.

Just nodded heavily, indicating that he fully agreed with the other party's view.

Then I just heard sun Yaoting continue to say, "it's just that this matter, many details, is still worth deliberating. Should we think about it again, explore it, and then talk about it."

Hearing what sun Yaoting said, Huang Gong immediately said, "this matter is very important. We can't be careless. Under normal circumstances, we really should wait until everything is found out, and then go to Yanggong's mansion to ask questions, but there are some special things."

"This matter also involves the existence of the demon clan. If Yang Gong did something bad for the Terran during this period, what should we do?"

Hearing Huang Gong's words, sun Yaoting couldn't help falling into meditation.

After all, there is no exact evidence, and he doesn't want to offend Yang Gong, but what Huang Gong said is also reasonable. If something irreparable happens later and is blamed by Anxi governor's office, they may not be able to bear it.

Finally, Lord Huang said, "since this matter has been related to the public ownership of sheep in any case, in this case, we might as well not have to check around like headless flies. We might as well go to the door and visit Lord Yang directly."

"At that time, let's make it clear what's going on. The Qing Dynasty is self-cleaning. I believe he will give us a satisfactory answer if he didn't do it."

Sun Yaoting thought about Huang Gong's words and immediately agreed without hesitation.

So a moment later, the gate of Yanggong mansion in Huangyang town near the east city was suddenly pounded by people, which was unspeakably abrupt in the quiet and dark night.

The sleepy concierge, dressed in a single coat, opened a crack in the door and poked his head out of it. He looked at the person in front of him with a look of surprise. When he saw the identity of the person, the concierge immediately opened his mouth and almost surprised a pair of eyes stared out of his eyes.

"Young master Huang? How could it be you? I wonder why young master Huang came to visit late at night?"

The visitor is Huang Shiwei, the adopted son of Huang Gong.

Hearing the porter's words, Huang Shiwei took out a letter of worship from his arms and said, "excuse me for visiting late at night, but Duke Huang has something important to discuss with Duke Yang. Please inform him."

Then, without waiting for the porter to speak, he immediately said, "Huang Gong and others will come in a quarter of an hour. Please tell Yang Gong quickly."

Finally, without waiting for the concierge to come back and say the last word, Huang Shiwei had turned over and mounted his horse. Rufei left, leaving only the concierge standing alone at the gate with a circle on his face.

After being stunned for a moment, the porter came back and immediately turned around like an old cat whose tail was burned. He rushed into the inner yard and reported to the master of the house, hero Yang.

Now the middle of the night has passed, and the whole Yanggong mansion has fallen into silence.

Only the doorman's footsteps, trudging, stepping on the bluestone ground, were clear and loud.

The porter knew that Huang Gong slept in his study these days. He came to the study and just wanted to knock on the door to inform Yang Gong.

Who knows, without waiting for the porter to speak, in the study, at this time, suddenly, the light had been on. As soon as the light was on, a man's voice was heard from the study: "is it sheep?"

"Why did you come here late at night?"

The concierge was named Yang Cheng. When he heard Yang Gong's inquiry and was about to reply, he heard a voice again saying, "just come and talk. Don't disturb others."

Hearing the voice of Yang Gong, the porter Yang Cheng was slightly stunned. He immediately promised to come down, and then stretched out his hand to push the door, but found that the people in the study didn't know when they were opened by Yang Gong.

The porter Yang Cheng entered, and then he saw Yang just sitting in front of a desk in the study. The light reflected his side face. With the light flickering, Yang Gong's side face became bright and dark, uncertain, unspeakable, emitting a faint air of yin and cold.

Mengfang Yangcheng felt that he was an illusion. He couldn't help shaking his head. Looking at the past again, Yang Gong had turned his face and looked at him suspiciously.

At this time, looking at the past, Yang Gong's face was not angry and awe inspiring. There was no hint of yin and cold.

He couldn't help thinking that he must have been dazzled just now.

At this time, Yang Gong had looked at him and said, "why do you look like this? Does my appearance make you afraid?"