Shang Jiuge felt very wronged for a moment.

The baby obviously did nothing, so why did the baby bear everything in the end?

It’s really the organization that has already decided to make decisions, so I’ll let you kill these bandits. Anyway, you are a junior teacher in Huashan and a big heroine in the martial arts world. You’ll draw swords to help you when you see injustice. Killing the seventeen thieves in the Yellow River is also killing them. Isn’t it also killing the thieves in Chixia Mountain?

"I'm not humble either." Shang Jiuge tried to argue: "I'm just Huashan..."

"Wait, wait!" Fang Bie immediately interrupted Shang Jiuge's spell casting and singing behavior, "Don't say it, you'll say it may be a disaster."

"Anyway, it's enough for you to take the blame here." Fang Bie looked at Shang Jiuge and said seriously: "It wasn't you who killed him, was it Sheng Junqian killed him?"

Sheng Junqian picked up the black knife and glanced at Shang Jiuge innocently.

Well, there is still blood flowing from the blade.

"Or it's black and Wukang?"

Hei Wuwei closed his eyes and rested without expression, as if he was listening but not listening.

"And could it be Lin Xue killed?"

Xue Ling was so angry that she should not bully Shang Jiuge like this, but when she thought about it for a while, she really had nothing to help.

Then there is some subtle sadness.

Ah. I don’t want to kill so many people, it’s so troublesome to explain.

Shang Jiuge is in the government and should have a record at the Six Gates. No matter how many people are killed, they are all chivalrous and righteous, and should be a real man.

Shang Jiuge turned his head and thought: "Okay, I admit that I can kill them all."

"It would be simple if you killed it." Fang Bie reached out and patted Shang Jiuge on the shoulder.

In other words, Fang Bie can pat Shang Jiuge's shoulders, and other boys may even lose their claws.

"We will go to Bianliang to report to the officials and take credit to you by the way. What do you think?"

Shang Jiuge had a expressionless face: "As long as you are happy."

...

...

Although these bandits were all thieves in Chixia Mountain who died, it is necessary to clean the battlefield.

After all, there are so many corpses on the road, and it will be bad if they hit flowers and plants, which will scare the children.

However, the blood is difficult to deal with. I am afraid that only the next heavy rain can be alleviated.

It is not easy to say that bury them, just pull the corpses to the side of the road, and then cover them up with bushes, and separate the thieves in Chixia Mountain who were obviously mobs and those who were hiding behind and sneak attacked with crossbows but were also wearing ordinary people's clothes.

There are fifty-four corpses in total.

I have to say that this number is quite high.

After all, killing people is not an embroidery or a treat to a meal. He killed fifty-four people in an instant. Except for Hei Wu, even Sheng Junqian did not have such experience.

To be honest, it has a smell of being baptized by blood.

The body was transported out of the official road, and the group continued to move forward. Because of the proper response, neither the carriage nor the horse was injured, so they could set off directly with a whip.

I had nothing to say about the rest of the way and soon arrived at the city of Bianliang.

It was just half past afternoon. After all, the reason I got off early in the morning was to enter Bianliang before dark, I paid the entrance fee to enter the city openly, but I did not receive any special difficulties. After entering the city, the original process should be to find an inn, stop the carriage and horses, carry the luggage, and also restore the horses to a little horsepower.

But Fang Bing led the rest of the people to the front of Guo's mansion in a carriage.

Guo’s mansion is Guo Sheng’s mansion.

When I got off the car, knocked on the door, the one who opened the door was the Qingyi butler who last came to Bianliang was only a month ago, so the other party was deeply impressed by Fang Bing's role, who could chat and laugh with his young master.

"Please come in, there are naturally rooms in the mansion for you to rest." said the butler in the green-clothed manner: "But the young master is not in the mansion for the time being, so he cannot come out to greet him. I would like to apologize to you here."

"Not in the mansion?" Fang Bie raised his eyebrows: "Then where is he?"

It may be normal for others to be not in the mansion, but it is a bit strange for Guo Sheng to be not in the mansion.

Or it's not a bit strange, but very strange.

After all, he is Guo Sheng, who can lie down but not sit down.

The butler in Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "It's not convenient to say."

Fang Bie laughed out loud: "Did you say you went to Baihua Tower in broad daylight? No, what is it inconvenient for him to go to Baihua Tower?"

Baihualou is like Hongxiuzhao, and is the largest Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Bianliang City. At this time, people are not ashamed of visiting prostitutes, but are a popular fashion. Guo Sheng is not an official, but a wealthy family, and he is even more scruples. Like Sheng Junqian, he is also a frequent visitor to such places.

"It's not Baihua Building." The green housekeeper sighed: "It's several times more dangerous than Baihua Building."

As he said this, he looked at Fang Bie: "Don't be at the door, let's talk first."

After nine people and their cars and horses entered the Guo family's house, the Guo family was indeed a house in the deep courtyard. Some of them were houses and stables to accommodate Fang Bie's group. After Fang Bie had all the rooms settled, Fang Bie asked about Guo Sheng again. The butler in Qingyi shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of jokes when I tell you. My young master went to the jail office to quarrel."

"The Censor's Office?" Fang Be was also shocked when he heard this.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Censorate was in charge of the place where the criminal name impeachment was issued in a province. In other words, the highest law enforcement agency in this province has been said since ancient times that the people do not fight with officials. Guo Sheng, a businessman, even if he is rich, he can compete with the country and has great hands and eyes. If he has nothing to do, he should not join the fun in the government. After all, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are really not just talking about it.

Don't be unfaithful, brother.

"Yes, the Censor's Office." The Qingyi Butler nodded. This is indeed much more difficult to speak than going to a Qinlou Chuguan like Baihualou.

"What the hell is going on?" Fang Be continued to ask.

"It's better because several batches of important goods in my house have been intercepted for no reason. Among them, there are important treasures given to the palace. Now the goods and the entourage are missing. How can the young master not be angry?"

"But there is no news at all. Recently, the young master has no choice but to live in the jail office when he is free and ask the other party to give him an explanation."

"Otherwise, I will be sad and I won't let the other party feel any good."

The goods were robbed?

Even wealthy royal merchants like the Guo family dare to rob them?

What did you eat?

Fang Bi thought to himself, and then he connected the bizarre experience he had experienced today, and couldn't help but sigh: "When will Guo Sheng come back normally?"

"It will take some time." said the housekeeper in Qingyi: "He brought a team of chef singers and girls. When he arrived, he stayed there for a whole day and didn't come back until dark."

"That's good."

Fang Bie nodded.
Chapter completed!