Chapter 1210: The Courageous

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The snow has just melted, and the early spring in Peiping is very cold.

A group of scholars stood outside the alley, stomping their feet, chatting in low voices in twos and threes.

The entrance of the alley is very narrow, and most of it is blocked when a carriage enters.

Obviously, most of the people living here are ordinary people.

The two Dongchang fans were monitoring outside the alley, but they were squeezed to the side by this group of scholars. Because there was an explanation from above, they refrained from making a move.

"I heard that Master Lan was a strong man, but it's a pity that he died of murder!"

"He went to Fang's house yesterday. He heard that he was humiliated by Xing Hebo in public but he would rather give up than surrender. In the end, Xing Hebo drove him out out of shame."

"That man will take revenge, and he has a powerful servant under his command. It's easy to kill Mr. Lan."

"Master Lan just went to ask him to close the academy, and he kowtowed. In the end, it ended up like this. I feel it's unfair!"

"It's unfair, but what can we do?"

"Why is there no way? Let's go see His Majesty!"

"Don't talk nonsense, that's persecuting the king!"

"Then go to block Fang's house! There are so many of us, what can his servants do? Do you dare to go?"

"No need to go..."

"Why? Uh..."

The horse's hooves stomped silently on the wet ground, Fang Xing rode the horse with a blank expression on his face.

"He... he still dares to come?"

The big white horse is extraordinarily elegant today, the horseshoe is raised and lowered, and every step is in a rhythm.

More than a hundred people were actually overwhelmed by the momentum of this one man riding alone.

It was only when Fang Xing rode his horse to the front of the crowd that a man screamed, "Fang Xing, you killed Master Lan!"

"Um?"

Fang Xing turned his gaze, looked down at the man and said, "Are you from the Ministry of Punishment? Or from Dali Temple?"

The man was full of anger and said: "Master Lan offended you yesterday, and was strangled to death at home at night. Xing Hebo, Master Lan has no grievances with others, who would kill him? Who would kill him? If not you, who would kill him? "

"Yes! Who are you?"

Looking at these scholars with different thoughts, Fang Xing only felt that Daming's future was worrying.

"Whoever advocates, whoever proves, accuses an earl for no reason, do you know what the crime is? You will be stripped of your clothes!"

"Get out of the way!"

Fang Xing stopped drinking, and the group of scholars actually flashed to the side, but he didn't feel happy at all, only sad.

Entering the alley, Fang Xing suddenly rode his horse and turned around, saying, "You guys are inferior to Lan Jian, he at least has the courage to insist on what he thinks is right, but you have to rely on the number of people and think that the law does not blame the public, and some people You only dare to stand out at the front, what is the use of Daming asking you to wait for such an act?"

These few words cruelly exposed the thoughts of these scholars, and all kinds of feedback came immediately.

Some people blushed, some turned their heads away, ashamed...

But someone shouted: "Masters, let us get rid of this scourge for Daming today!"

"good!"

"Who is saying yes?"

Fang Xing sat on the horse, his eyes swept around coldly.

There was no sound! These people thought of Fang Xing's record, no one dared to be the first to stand out.

"Boldless!"

Fang Xing shook his head, and rode his horse back into it.

At the entrance of the alley, the two fans who were squeezed out by these scholars just now began to mock.

"Yo! It was terrible just now. Now that Xinghe Bo is here, why don't you dare to shout? Go! Why don't you dare to go?"

"The law does not blame the public. When someone comes forward, Xing and Uncle really understand you, hahahaha!"

Just being shocked by Fang Xing, and now being run over by Dongchang's fans, half of the people hid their faces and left on the spot, and the rest looked at each other in blank dismay. In the end, they encouraged each other, and they didn't know what they wanted to stay here.

The residence of Lan Jian's family is a bit cramped. The so-called yard is only enough for a dozen people to stand.

When Fang woke up, the outside had been sealed off by the Dongchang people.

After seeing Fang Xing, someone went in to report.

Later, the man came out and said, "Xing and Bo, please come in."

Fang Xing dismounted and went in, while Xin Laoqi and the others waited outside without calling.

Five houses, this is the residence of a family.

A woman stood in the middle holding a seven or eight-year-old boy, staring blankly at the door panel on the right side of the yard.

Lan Jian was lying on the door with a blue face. The cloth on his forehead had been untied, revealing a long scarred wound.

There were people coming in and out of those five rooms, and Sun Xiang also came out. After seeing Fang Xing, he cupped his hands and asked, "What's going on with Uncle Xing?"

Before Fang Xing could answer, the woman suddenly turned around and stared at Fang Xing, the hatred in her eyes was burning like a flame.

"It's you! You killed my husband!"

Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said: "If Fang wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't be so stupid as to do it that day."

Hatred can blind people's IQ, but some people can be stimulated to open their minds.

"Who is it not you? It was you who took advantage of this idea to kill someone and escape, Fang Xing, I will fight you!"

The woman let go of the boy, took out a pair of scissors from her arms and rushed over.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Eunuch Sun, this is your business."

The woman's figure stumbled, Fang Xing just dodged it lightly.

She rushed forward, couldn't stop her charge, and fell to the ground at once, beating the ground suddenly, howling.

"Husband, why are you going! How can you let me be a concubine! My lords, please help me kill him! Kill him!"

There was despair and unwillingness in this cry, which made people feel compassionate.

"Mother! Mother!"

The boy ran over and grabbed the woman's hand and cried, "Mom, daddy is still awake, get up quickly and wake up daddy with the baby..."

The howls of adults and children were loud, but the investigators from the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Dongchang turned a blind eye, looking for clues indifferently.

Sun Xiang sighed: "This mother and son will only be wandering and helpless from now on, what a pity!"

These days, it is fine for a woman to go back to her natal family, but it depends on whether her natal family is capable or not.

Fang Xing walked over, squatted on the ground and said, "I swear, if I killed Lan Jian, or if it was my idea, then let me never be reincarnated!"

The woman's crying stopped, she slowly got up and straightened her clothes, Fang Xing got up and backed away.

"Who is that? Xing Hebo, tell me who is that?"

Fang Xing swears to a lonely woman whose husband has just died with the respect of Xinghe Bo, which is beyond Sun Xiang's expectations. He sighed slightly in his heart, then went in and asked, "Have you found any clues?"

This is the 'study room', and it is a study room separated by myself, which is very small.

Three men were searching inside, and said, "Grandpa, I just found footprints under the window."

"Eunuch, look."

Sun Xiang walked to the window, the man pointed to the window and said: "At that time, Lan Jian was sitting at the desk reading a book, this man stood by the window and quietly opened the window, but Sun Xiang didn't notice it, which shows that he has a good plan."

"Get to the point!"

Sun Xiang frowned, and the man hurriedly said: "This man didn't come in, he probably used the method of harnessing a horse on the grassland, directly wrapped a rope around Lan Jian's neck, dragged him to the window, and strangled him to death." Here. You see there are still signs of friction and struggle on the window, and there are still a few strands of thread."

"Then this man used a bamboo pole to pull the rope over the beam, and when he pulled it himself, he pulled Lan Jian up, but in the end he had to tie one end of the rope to the window lattice. This was the clue."

"Can someone be found based on these?"

Sun Xiang asked.

"Well……"

The man said in embarrassment: "Elder-in-law, that's impossible. We can only conclude that Lan Jian died of murder based on these. As for the murderer, we have to search for the murderer from Lan Jian's enemies, or search for grassland people in the capital."

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