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Chapter 43: All Back One Hundred Meters

The soft scholar brought a yamen runner to the warehouse. As soon as he opened the warehouse door, he started vomiting because he remembered the scene of Song Shi's head being blown up and bloody.

It's really disgusting.

When the scholar vomited, the yamen runner vomited too.

After vomiting for a while, the two of them trembled with a hundred taels of silver and rushed to the woodcutter's house.

The woodcutter who was sleeping and was still awakened by Mei Xier and Xiao Shu, and then the weak scholar and the yamen runner handed over a bag of silver.

The woodcutter looked at dozens of kilograms of shiny silver with a puzzled look on his face: "Is this for me?"

"Yes, for you."

"I haven't woken up?" The woodcutter patted his dizzy forehead, which hurt a little, and it turned out to be true. "What's going on? I asked many times before, but Song Shi didn't give me money alive. Why did he suddenly give me money today? Is his brain hit?"

The weak scholar said, "Yes, his head was smashed."

"Well?" The woodcutter, the lady and Mei Xier were full of doubts. Why did this "smash" feel different from the "smash" they understood.

"He was hit by someone in his head, and his flesh and blood simulation is now dead."

"Who did it?"

The weak scholar whispered: "A man with a half-faced mask and looks gentle, let's not talk about it. You can collect the money first, we have to go back quickly. This man seems to have instructions. If he goes back late, he will probably lose his mind."

He and the yamen run back quickly, leaving behind a confused face, stuttering and the woodcutter.

The woodcutter's wine woke up completely: "It was him, it was him. He actually killed Song Shi for us. There was someone above Song Shi. His father was the county magistrate of Yuyang County, and there was a high official above Yuyang County. The young master Bai actually killed the county magistrate's son. This, he would definitely have to run away from home in the future, but why did he help us?"

The woodcutter looked at Meixier with silver, and stuttered to Meixier.

"Look at what I do? Didn't I ask him to do this? I'm not familiar with him, and it's his own attention."

"Xi'er, I'm sure he is interested in you."

Mei Xier's face turned red, her ears became hot, and a burning feeling came from the red cauldron mark on her eyebrows. She curled her lips and said, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

The woodcutter stroked his beard and said, "Zhong Guanyiyi was angry and was worthy of being the one I like. This person is much better than the lustful emperor Yu in the palace."

Meixier said, "Don't talk about these things, let's go and see what he is doing?"

"You are starting to worry about his safety before you marry him?"

"If you talk, I will really pull your beard out."

The woodcutter stroked his beard and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, but at present it seems that Mr. Bai is really much better than Emperor Yu. Otherwise, you should consider him. If you haven't even seen Emperor Yu, you will have no need to leave any more memories. Maybe he is an ugly monster. I think Mr. Bai is quite suitable for you."

"Hey, no matter how you talk, Xi'er, why are you pulling my beard?"

...

Shitou Town, Yamen.

Yu Qingshi, who was sitting with his legs raised, kept sneezing: "Ah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah..."

Wujinji swallowed a ingot of gold, looked at Yu Qingshi who was constantly sneezing, and said, "Brother Qingshi, what's going on? Why are you sneezing all the time? Are you catching a cold?"

"I don't know, someone might be scolding me." Yu Qingshi glanced at the yamen runners next to him and said, "Are you scolding me? Quickly clean the blood on the ground and pack the dead Song Shi with a bag. Then you send someone to Yuyang County and ask his father in Yuyang County to come over quickly."

The yamen runners here were trembling and could only obey their orders.

Soon the weak scholar and a yamen run back and found that the blood on the ground had been washed away, and the speed was really fast.

"Sir, one hundred taels of silver have been sent to the woodcutter."

"It's done very well." Yu Qingshi nodded and said, "Scholar, you are now arranging a simple tricycle and pushing this Song Shi in the bag away. We will go to Song Mansion immediately."

"We are going to the Song Mansion like this?" The scholar felt that the man in front of him was so arrogant. He could still be so calm if he killed the official. What kind of monster is this? He didn't take the government seriously at all, and he was afraid he would rebel.

"right."

Seeing that the man insisted, the scholar had to arrange for the yamen runners to push the dead Song Shi to the Song Mansion.

This incident spread quickly. On the way, many people watched, including the woodcutter, Xiao Jianba and Mei Xier, all of them watched, and they all felt that the half-faced man was very bold.

But it was done beautifully.

Song Shi has suppressed many ordinary people in Shitou Town over the years. Now that he is dead, of course he applauds.

Yu Qingshi's eyes were firm.

After about two incense sticks, we came to the Song Mansion. This was where Song Shi lived. There were two servants sweeping the floor at the door. Seeing that they were coming in, they were about to go in to report and were held down by the yamen runners.

"Knock on the door." Yu Qingshi asked the soft scholar to knock on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Soon a maid opened the door, and a group of yamen runners rushed in and soon occupied the Song Mansion.

At this time, the wife of the Song family asked a row of concubines to kneel on the ground and recite the "Women's Commandment".

If you can't recite it, you will be beaten by the maid, which will make the concubine scream. Just as they are about to beat it, many yamen runners suddenly rushed out, leading by a weak scholar and a man with a half-faced mask.

"Young man, it's you." The wife ran over and said to the scholar with a smile. He liked to call the scholar a little man, and said, "Where is my husband, others, why haven't you come back yet?"

"He is back." Yu Qingshi clapped his hands, and then someone brought the body in and opened it.

The wife and a row of kneeling concubines vomited directly.

The wife vomited for a while, sat on the ground and pointed at Yu Qingshi, with fear on her face and said, "He... he is the one you killed. Do you know that our husband is the son of the county magistrate of Yuyang County, and there is a high-ranking official above the county magistrate. If you do this, you will not be afraid of being killed in the whole family."

"It's okay, I will clean up his father together."

"Ah..." The wife didn't know how to speak for a moment, but she just felt that the person in front of her was a demon.

Yu Qingshi looked at her: "I have something to ask you, it's best to tell me the truth. I heard that you were with Zhuge Li who moved here, and then you married Song Shi. After Zhuge Li found out, he drank all day and fell into it and died accidentally. May I ask, did he die in an accident?"

That's right, Yu Qingshi was too lazy to circle around her, so he just asked directly.

The wife trembled and said, "Zhuge Li and I have indeed been together, but I am very sorry that he died in the water. But you can't slander me, you have the final evidence for everything."

"Isn't it true?" Yu Qingshi stared into her eyes.

However, her eyes did not dodge, and her voice was strong: "Of course not."

Yu Qingshi thought for a while and sighed: "Okay, I'll ask in another way."

The wife looked at the man in front of her suspiciously, her eyes flashing, not knowing what he wanted to do, but no matter what she did, she kept what she said just now.

As long as you don't admit it, no one can do anything to her.

Suddenly, I heard a man tremblingly saying, "Now the whole person is retreating 100 meters."

The soft scholar, the yamen runner and others didn't know what the young master in white was going to do in front of him, but he still retreated a hundred meters and looked at him with a strange face.

"What's the use of retreating a hundred meters?"

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