Chapter 2123: Pursuit

"This was intentional..."

This is not a monastery, there is no orthodoxy dispute, there is only reluctance and pain at the departure of loved ones.

"Yes, on purpose."

Fang Xing felt that as long as they opened their minds, these people had the ability to slowly deduce things.

"Mu Qi!"

He mentioned someone's name.

"This person played a big role in it. Whether it was persuading Zhang Lin or encouraging your relatives to attack the military formation, this person was always looming..."

"I saw him the day before yesterday!"

"where?"

Fang Xing followed the sound and stared at a middle-aged man.

"Uncle, the day before yesterday he said he was going to find someone to seek justice and left."

You said it but didn’t say it!

"Find it! Also, where was the Qianhu officer who led the army that day?"

…

Waiting for disposal!

From that day on, Liang Ping felt that he might die.

Zhu Yong was very loyal, no, he was very protective of his shortcomings and protected him temporarily.

The room was slightly cold and deserted.

But he knew that there were two sergeants outside watching him.

After all, Zhu Yong is the Duke of the country, a hereditary Duke.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew he couldn't let Liang Ping run away, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain clearly.

Close your eyes, the killing of that day seems to be right in front of you.

"Cheng Guo Gong admires Confucianism. They don't dare to rush over. Let's go to the capital to see His Majesty. For the sake of the Ming Dynasty and the world..."

Those scholars are crazy.

No, they were all drunk!

Liang Ping clearly remembered that some people were vomiting, and most of them had red eyes and were extremely excited.

At that time, let alone swords and guns, they would have dared to break into the sea of ​​​​fire.

Then came the screams.

The sergeants were beaten and kicked by them, but this was nothing.

What I fear most is being caught.

Almost none of the sergeants in the first row had a good face. They were all scratched and looked as scary as evil spirits.

He was hesitant at the time.

"I'm an idiot!"

Liang Ping slapped himself, breathing rapidly as if he was blowing a bellows.

He might as well have ordered a retreat at that time!

After retreating, the best option is to reorganize and knock them down with fists and kicks.

But he hesitated, and then the soldiers, who had been enraged to the extreme, finally took action under the leadership of a few people.

Covered with arrows, stabbed with spears, chopped with long knives...

A textbook battle!

Fastest fight ever ended!

When there were only a few people standing in the front, most of the soldiers were still in a comfortable state, feeling relieved that their grievances had been vented. Only a few officers knew that trouble was coming.

That day, he took his men back to Jinan City and found Zhu Yong to plead guilty.

Without even asking any questions, Zhu Yong put him under house arrest in this room.

This is waiting to die!

He had lost his appetite and was out of shape.

He was anxious, but he couldn't wait for the result.

The dark night brings a stronger wind, which makes people panic.

Liang Ping is weak, at least that's what he thinks.

He was sleeping heavily, and his stomach was empty, like a fire burning.

"grown ups……"

Liang Ping, who was as dizzy as if he had a fever, was suddenly startled, then sat up and shouted: "Who?"

"My lord, I am lowering the rank of officer Xu Xin..."

"Xu Xin? Why are you here?"

Xu Xin is an official under his command and is also the subject of surveillance, so Liang Ping is a little curious that he can be free, and at the same time he is looking forward to good news about himself.

The door opened quietly, and a dark figure walked in.

He actually came here secretly!

Liang Ping's heart instantly turned into a hole in ice.

"Sir, my subordinates just heard that they are going to put all the blame on you..."

There was annoyance in the shadow's voice.

yes! This kind of method of making people take the blame is not uncommon in the military. As the person involved, Liang Ping is naturally the best candidate.

"You will certainly not be able to escape,

But your family... they said they wanted to be exiled to that big island, which is full of savages, cannibals..."

This is despair!

Liang Ping knew that according to the current methods of the court, his family would be exiled no matter what.

In other words, he is the most unlucky!

The black shadow seemed to know what he was thinking, so he whispered: "Sir, I spent money to lure them away. Let's go! If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

There was no oil lamp, and the only light was the moonlight outside.

The moonlight is cold, and so are the people.

…

Jinan Prefecture is very big, and so is the city.

Daming Lake is still clear, but there is one less boat.

The day's work begins in the morning, but after harvesting, the year's work is almost over.

It's time to rest, and after the Double Ninth Festival, it's time to find a job to supplement the family income, at least until the end of the year, otherwise it will be a waste of money, and sooner or later the family and career will be ruined.

The most popular breakfast in Jinan these days is scallion pancakes, paired with a bowl of hot and sour soup. This is a delicacy that many children look forward to from night to morning.

There is a newly opened shop just a street away from the Chief Secretary's Yamen. It sells scallion pancakes and hot and sour soup, but nothing else.

The business of this store is so good that it lasts from opening to noon every day.

"No, no, all sold out today!"

Before noon today, the store started to rush people.

The man who made scallion pancakes went to wash his hands expressionlessly, and the woman who was helping him looked at the bag of flour under the chopping board with reluctance, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Only your family is amazing, making so much every day! Bah! Let's see who will come to your house to buy next time!"

The customers left cursing, and Jinan City returned to peace.

Agriculture is the basis, and everything is idle during the slack season.

The woman cleaned up the store, then went out for a walk, and when she came back, she said to the man with a gossipy face: "Brother, Xinghebo went to the city and had a quarrel with Xu Guogong."

The man was sitting by the stove eating noodles. He looked up when he heard the words, and his skin was actually a little pale.

"Why... why did they quarrel?"

The woman didn't notice his speech error, and said excitedly: "It seems that a few people escaped from the city the day before yesterday, and Xu Guogong said it was none of his business, and then was scolded by Xinghebo. Brother, do you think a baron dared to scold the Duke, is there something wrong with this?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then continued to eat noodles.

The woman was a little unhappy to be left out, but she didn't dare to be awkward with her boss, so she turned around and ran away again.

As soon as she left, the man put down his chopsticks, and then hurriedly got some ash from the stove, mixed it with water, and lightly applied a layer on his face...

After finishing, he looked at the deserted street and murmured: "I didn't expect that I, Mu Qi, would have a day to change my appearance. Fang Xing, you take your time, and when you fail, I will naturally be a hero."

The principle of great seclusion in the world, the dark under the lamp is universal in ancient and modern times.

Mu Qi, who Fang Xing wanted to catch, was hiding not far from the governor's office and selling scallion pancakes, and his business was booming.