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

A group of scholars stood outside the alley and stomped their feet, whispering in groups of three or three.

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

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

The two Dongchang men were originally monitored outside the alley, but they were squeezed to the side by the group of scholars. Because there was an explanation on it, they resisted their plans to take action.

"I heard that Lord Lan is a tough guy, but unfortunately he died of murder, which is a pity!"

"He went to the Fang family yesterday. He heard that he was humiliated by Xing and Bo in public but rather than surrender. Finally, he was expelled and expelled by Xing and Bo in anger."

"That man will retaliate. He has a powerful servant under his command, and it will be easy to kill Lord Lan."

"Just Master Lan just asked him to close the academy, and he also knocked his head. Finally, he ended up in this end. I feel unfair!"

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

"Why can't you do it? Let's go and invite your Majesty!"

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

"Then go to block the Fang family! There are so many of us, what can those servants do? Do you guys dare to go?"

“No need to go…”

"Why? Uh..."

The horse's hooves stepped on the wet ground and quietly rushed over and rode their horses expressionlessly.

"He...he dares to come?"

The big white horse is particularly elegant today. The horse's hooves are raised and fallen, and every step is the same rhythm.

More than one hundred people were actually suppressed by the momentum of this man riding.

When he waited for Fang Xing to ride a horse in front of the crowd, a man screamed: "Fang Xing, you killed Lord Lan!"

"Um?"

Fang Xing turned his eyes and looked at the man with condescending attention and said, "Are you from the Ministry of Justice? Or from Dali Temple?"

The man said with anger on his face: "Mr. Lan offended you yesterday and was strangled to death at home at night. Xinghe Bo, Lord. Lan has no grudges and grudges with others. Who would kill him? Who wouldn't you?"

"Yes! Who are you?"

Fang Xing looked at these scholars with different thoughts and felt that the future of the Ming Dynasty was worrying.

"Whoever argues, who provides evidence, and who will falsely a count for no reason, do you know what the charge is? You have stripped your clothes more than that!"

"Does go!"

Fang Xing stopped shouting, and the group of scholars flashed to both sides, but he was not happy at all, just feeling sad.

After entering the alley, Fang Xing suddenly rode his horse and turned around and said, "You are not as good as Lan Jian. At least he dares to insist that he thinks it is the right thing, but you have to rely on the number of people, thinking about the law and not ruling the crowd, and only then dare to stand up if someone is in front of you. What's the use of Daming for you to do this?"

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

Some people blushed, some people turned their heads and felt ashamed...

But someone shouted: "You guys, let us get rid of this disaster for the Ming Dynasty today!"

"good!"

"Who is saying good?"

Fang Xing sat upright and glanced around coldly.

Silent! These people think of Fang Xing's record, and no one dares to be the first to stand out.

"A person without courage!"

Fang Xing shook his head and turned around and went in.

The two characters who were just squeezed out by these scholars at the entrance of the alley immediately began to mock them.

"Oh! It was amazing just now. Now Xing and Bo are here, why don't you dare to say anything? Go! Why don't you dare to go?"

"The law does not punish the masses, wait for people to stand up, Xing and Bo really understand you, hahahaha!"

I was shocked by Fang Xing, but now I was run by the Dongchang manuscript. More than half of the people covered up their faces on the spot. The rest looked at each other and finally cheered each other up. I don’t know what I want to stay here.

The residence of Lan Jian’s family is a bit narrow, and the so-called yard can only stand a dozen people.

When Fang Xing arrived, the outside was blocked by the people from the East Factory. After seeing Fang Xing, someone went in to report.

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

Fang Xing got off the horse and went in. Xin Laoqi and others were waiting outside without hello.

Five rooms, this is the residence of the family.

A woman was standing in the middle with a boy of seven or eight years old, looking at the door panel on the right side of the yard with a dull look.

Lan Jian, who was lying on the door panel, had his face turned blue, and the cloth on his forehead had been untied, revealing a scarred long wound.

People kept coming in and out of the five rooms, and Sun Xiang also came out. After seeing Fang Xing, he bowed and said, "What's wrong with Xing and Bo here?"

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

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

Fang Xing lowered his eyes and said, "If Fang wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't be so stupid that he would take action that day."

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

"Not who are you? It was you who used this idea to kill someone and get out. Fang Xing, I'll fight with 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 was stumbled, and Fang Xing avoided it with a light flash.

She rushed to the front, unable to stop rushing, and immediately fell to the ground, suddenly pounding the ground and howling.

"Husband, why are you going? What should I do if you ask me to do! Dear sirs, please help me kill him! Kill him!"

The crying sound was filled with despair and unwillingness, which made people feel sorry for them.

"Mom! Mom!"

The boy ran over and grabbed the woman's hand and cried: "Mom, dad is not awake yet, get up quickly and wake up dad with the child..."

The howlings of adults and children were trembling, but the officials in the Ministry of Justice and the East Factory turned a blind eye and were looking for clues indifferently.

Sun Xiang sighed: "This mother and son can only wander and helpless from now on, it's pitiful!"

If a woman returns to her parents’ home these days, it’s fine, but it depends on whether her parents’ home is effective. If she doesn’t have the ability to go back, she will only be looked down upon.

Fang Xing walked over and squatted on the ground and said, "I swear that I killed Ruolanjian, or my idea, will I never be able to reincarnate forever!"

The woman's howling was interrupted. She slowly got up and tidyed up her clothes before she woke up and retreated to avoid it.

"Who is that? Xinghe Bo, tell me who is that?"

Fang Xingyixing and Bo Zhizun swore to a lonely woman whose husband had just died. This was beyond Sun Xiang's expectations. He sighed slightly in his heart, and then went in and asked, "Have you found clues?"

This is the "study room", and it is the study room separated by oneself, very small.

Three men were searching inside and said, "My father-in-law, I just found footprints under the window."

"Father-in-law, look."

Sun Xiang walked to the window, and the man pointed to the window and said, "At that time, Lan Jian was sitting at the desk reading. The man stood by the window and quietly pushed open the window. Sun Xiang didn't notice it, which shows that he was superb."

"Say the point!"

Sun Xiang frowned and said, "This man didn't come in. He probably used the method of placing a horse on the grassland to cover Lan Jian's neck with a rope and dragged him to the window, strangling him to death here. You see, there are traces of friction and struggle on the window, and there are still a few strands of broken threads."

"Then this man used a bamboo pole to lift the rope over the beam of the house. Once 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 frame. This is the clue."

“Can you find people based on these?”

Sun Xiang asked.

"Well……"
Chapter completed!