Chapter 223

When a group of officers and soldiers suddenly rushed into Yangcheng County and hit the gate of the county government, the whole Yangcheng fell into chaos.

The people thought that the Jin people had killed in or caused a military riot, and the whole family wanted to run away.

Fortunately, a large group of officials came to Zezhou Prefecture and Taiyuan Prefecture. Although the people could not recognize these officials, they looked at them wearing official clothes and walking around the streets with officers and soldiers, shouting the slogan of arresting gold man spies. They didn't break into their homes and dig households, let alone burn, kill and loot, so they settled down.

It's not a gold man or a military riot. It's just a few spies. There's nothing to be afraid of.

In this way, although the streets of Yangcheng County were full of soldiers, the panic atmosphere soon dissipated, and even people dared to pry out for details.

"I didn't expect that county magistrate Li was a spy of the golden man."

"There are spies in the county government, and our Yangcheng is not peaceful."

Although there were not many people on the street, they gathered together to talk about it. Unfortunately, it happened too suddenly. The county government was heavily guarded, not to mention the officials. Even the officials and soldiers were strictly guarded, and what happened inside could not be spread at all.

A group of people suddenly came to the city gate.

They were dusty and obviously came on their way.

At this time, the city gate is under martial law. Can anyone go in and out?

It doesn't look like an officer or a soldier.

People's eyes looked curiously. There were seven or eight men crowding a 14-year-old boy.

Before they could see the young man's face, an idea came to them.

This is a rich man.

Purple embroidered robes, white and flawless jade plaques hanging from my waist, jade crowns with hair tied on my head, jade hairpins shining in the sun, and even colorful auspicious cloud shoes exposed as I walked, all of which showed that I was very rich.

His eyes were shaken for a long time before he looked at the young man's face again.

Under the scorching sun in June, the young man's face is not as dazzling as clothes, but as warm as jade.

It was so warm that even the sun could not help him and eclipsed him in front of him.

People can't open their eyes.

Whose young man is this?

At this time, you can still walk in the street.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help following.

Even young people in the street.

"It turns out that the street is so quiet in the daytime." He said, looking at the guard beside him, "is it not the night market that is lively?"

The guard's face was a little stiff, and the people on both sides were stunned.

Isn't this young man a native? I've heard about the prosperity of Yangcheng for a long time, but I'm disappointed when I come?

"No, young master." One said, "in fact, it's very lively at other times."

"Yes, yes, young master, don't you know?" A passer-by on one side couldn't help saying, "there was an accident in the county. He caught the spy of the golden man and was under martial law."

The young man made a sound and smiled at the passer-by with some embarrassment.

"I haven't been out for a long time. I was distracted and forgot." He said.

You mean you haven't been out for a long time?

It doesn't seem to mean you didn't come here.

"Young master, shall we go to the county government now?" The guard coughed softly.

The young man answered yes.

"I'm not in a hurry to see it today. I'll visit the street view another day." He said.

As expected, the party went to the county government.

It turned out that they were going to the county government. At this time, the county government was also under martial law. Passers-by couldn't help following up, and more and more people followed until they came outside the county government.

The gate of the county yamen has been repaired again, but there is still a mess in front of the gate that was smashed the day before yesterday. The heavily armed guards guard the door tightly, watching people approach, immediately blocking inquiries.

The passers-by did not dare to go too close. They stopped and watched one of the young man's guards come forward and say two words to the soldiers. The soldiers stepped out of the way. The young man strode in and the door of the county government closed again.

I'm really in.

Who is this?

Passers-by talked about it one after another. Some said they were officials, some said they were soldiers, and some even boldly speculated that they were royal relatives of Taiyuan. In short, they must be people from outside.

Just talking lively, the soldiers who had just been questioned were rotated down and heard a frown.

"What are you talking about?" He said, looking at these people, he looked puzzled, "this is you Yangcheng people."

Yangcheng people?

It's impossible for everyone in Yangcheng to recognize it, but it's impossible to have never seen such a striking style.

"This is the young master of Desheng Changfang family." Said the soldier.

The people were stunned.

"Young master of the Fang family?" Some people still couldn't react, "when did the Fang family have another young master?"

"Not much." The soldier said, "isn't this the only young master of the Fang family?"

There was a silence among the people.

"Yes, I remember. I said I looked a little familiar. I met him at the Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first month." A man suddenly shouted.

"Yes, but the young master of the Fang family is dying of illness." Another citizen replied stupidly.

The soldier shrugged.

"You can't cure an illness." He said, walking over impatiently. "What's the fuss?"

You can cure your illness.

However, other diseases can be cured.

Master Fang has been ill for ten years, and so many people have concluded that he can't be cured.

What's the fuss?

The soldier just walked out for two steps and heard a roar behind him. He was so frightened that he subconsciously held the knife and turned to guard.

What for?

Is it going to attack the county government?

But I saw these people frying the pot.

Some run in front of the county government, and some run in other places.

"Come and see. The paralytic young master of the Fang family can walk."

"Come and see, the paralytic young master of the Fang family is alive."

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The noise outside spread into the county yamen, which surprised the officials standing outside the prison. Fortunately, an attendant came in in time to report back, and the young man also came into everyone's sight.

"I've seen you adults. They've worked hard." He saluted the official.

Although not as rude as the people outside, the officials also looked at the young man in front of them with some surprise.

They know more or less the gossip about Deshengchang.

The man who died unexpectedly one after another, cursed by the death of his son and grandchildren, has been paralyzed for ten years, but he is the only man alive this year.

This young man doesn't look like he can't survive this year.

"The grass people went to see their grandmother first." Fang Chengyu said, saluting the officials again, and then he entered the prison.

Etiquette is considerate and neither humble nor arrogant. It's not like a loser who has been paralyzed for ten years.

There was another flash of wonder in the eyes of officials, but at the same time, many people frowned.

"But why did Lord Fu do this?" An official said, "this kind of big case, not to mention the removal of the perpetrators, but let the Fang family try at will."

"Yes, Li Changhong is also an official. Even if he commits a terrible crime again, he can't be interrogated by a business owner." Someone nodded.

"It's said that it's a deep blood feud for more than ten years. Why don't you ask?" Others understand.

"Lord Fu is really considerate of public opinion." Someone said meaningfully.

But in fact, the governor of Taiyuan is not such a person.

There was a moment of silence.

I don't know how much money Desheng Changfang's family took out.

Even let Taiyuan governor Taiyuan soldiers and horses be transferred together.

No, not only in Shanxi, but also in Henan.

Is this just what money can do? But if it's not money, what is it?

They all know the foundation of the Fang family very well, not to mention their ancestors. Even now there is no official in the family.

This matter is really unimaginable and incomprehensible.

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The cell was still dark and rotten. The prisoners who had been held were taken away. There was no groans and wails. It was very quiet, but it was more frightening.

A snap.

It makes people's hair stand up.

But in the cell, a man tied by a chain did not move, as if he were asleep.

Mrs. Fang clapped her hand on the table and the man stood up from her chair.

"Li Changhong, do you say it or not!" She shouted angrily. After all, she was old. Coupled with the strong emotional impact, she coughed twice and her body trembled.

Fang Yuxiu hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her. The footsteps sounded. Another hand also stretched out to help old lady Fang.

"Grandma, sit down and I'll do these things."