the enlightener says

"Brother, what did I do wrong?" Gongshucha said in a deep voice, "Brother, please make it clear, don't cover it up, it's annoying."

"You don't know what crime you committed?" Gong Shuren looked at his fourth brother who had always been obsessed with martial arts, with deep eyes, "I wanted to save you some more face, but it seems...you don't want it. "

Gong Shucha looked around, all the sharp eyes of those clan elders were on him at this moment, he felt an invisible sense of oppression, as if at this moment the beam roof of the entire ancestral hall suddenly fell, covering his back, It made him breathless.

But he refused to step back, and said sharply: "Brother, do you want to put the blame for assassinating Yinxue on my head for no reason?"

He glanced at the pale Gongshu Yinxue with a sneer, and said, "Yes, I have never liked Yinxue. It has never been a secret among Gongshujia, but she has never been indebted to her since she was a child. Did I send someone to assassinate her? Brother, is this the first day you know me? If I really wanted to harm her, I would have done it myself in her own yard for so many years. Why wait until she gets married and beat around the bush order others to do it?"

Gong Shuren lowered his eyes, shook his head, and said, "I also thought I knew you well, and even when this happened, I didn't make the slightest association with you, but... the evidence is so strong that I can't believe it."

He raised his hand slightly, and the steward beside him brought an exquisite red sandalwood box, but when the wooden box was opened, what everyone saw were a few neatly stacked silk books, and some shocking stains were stained on the silk books. Bright red, with a faint smell of blood.

Gong Shuren said: "This is the confession, and the bloody fingerprints of those people are still printed on it. Today, in front of the ancestors, I, Gong Shuren, present these confessions to you for a glance."

Afterwards, the elders who had just shouted to open the ancestral hall read it, and then passed it on to all the people in the entire ancestral hall. For a while, the ancestral hall was filled with whispers of each other, rustling.

Gongshu looked at the crowd who were whispering and pointing at him from time to time. He was alone in the center of the ancestral hall, like a lone pine tree that was proud of the wind and snow.

He was waiting for everyone to read it, and finally, the most capable steward under Gong Shuren handed it to him.

Gongshucha spread out a copy, and began to carefully read every word on the silk book with cold eyes.

The confessions were not written by the officials involved in the incident, but were recorded by the documents in the prison, and the bloody fingerprints were taken as proof of their confession.

From the handwriting, of course Gongshucha couldn't see why, not to mention that he was not a calligrapher. Compared with his martial arts accomplishments, his handwriting could be described as "unsightly".

It's just...he could understand every word in the confession, but he couldn't understand the incident that these words combined.

The bloody handprint was trembling restlessly on the silk scroll, but what really trembled was Gongshucha's fingers pinching the silk scroll. With an uncontrollable anger rushing to his forehead, he slammed the confession in his hand onto the ground, He shouted angrily: "This is a false accusation! A false accusation! I never said those words at all! I never made those arrangements!"

He looked straight at Gong Shuren with fierce eyes like tigers and leopards, and growled: "Brother, you think the same way? You believe these people's nonsense under torture, but you don't believe me?"

His face had changed a few times before in the prison, but at this moment, there was only calm on his face, a calm that one couldn't dare to look at directly. Everyone heard his indifferent voice: "Fourth, I only believe in evidence."

"Why are you so sure that what those people say is evidence!" Gongshucha raised his voice and said, "Brother! There must be ghosts here. You bring them here, and I want to confront them personally!"

Gong Shuren sighed, and said, "They are all dead. They couldn't stand the torture in prison, so they committed suicide in fear of crime."

"Suicide in fear of crime?" Gong Shucha was slightly startled, and then became more and more furious, "What a suicide in fear of crime. Once he dies, there is no proof of death. Is this the so-called evidence of the elder brother?"

Gong Shuren closed his eyes, as if deliberately avoiding something.

"Speak up!" Gongshucha said in a thunderous voice, "Is this what you call evidence?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Gong Shuren opened his eyes, "My public loser has been passed down for more than ten generations, but something like today happened in my hands. In order to fight for the position of Patriarch, you actually want to kill your own relatives." Niece?" He pointed at Gongshu Yinxue from a distance, "Look carefully, she is your second brother's daughter! She is! How has she ever confronted you?"

Gong Shuren's eyes were cold, and he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart: "Also, do you know how many people are gathered at the gate of the yamen? They demand that the government severely punish the assassins, and even arrest the mastermind behind the scenes, and show the public to pay for the lives of those innocent people who died If this matter is spread, think about the reputation of my Gongshu family in Jinzhou? If it is spread to the court and is publicized by people with ulterior motives, how embarrassing will my entire Gongshu family be placed? You do you know?"

"Oh, in the final analysis, is it for the face of the public loser?" Gongshucha smiled sadly, and said, "You think I don't know why you want me to confess so urgently? You are for this so-called face, and for the public loser. A face in front of the common people, you would rather let me take the blame, and suppress the matter as soon as possible, right?"

"If I really want to suppress this matter, do you think you can still stand on this ancestral hall and see these confessions?"

Seeing Gongshuren's expression became more and more gloomy, Gongshu, who had been keeping his eyes closed all this time, finally came over to comfort him and said, "Brother, be careful, the fourth child is not the kind of person who dares to act or not to act, maybe there is really some grievance here." It exists, do you want me to find someone to check it secretly?"

"Check? Are you trying to let more people know that the fourth child is involved? Do you still think that the loser's face is not enough?" Gong Shuren gave him a slanted look, then continued to look at Gong Loser Cha, a sword-like sharpness flashed in his eyes, "Gong Shucha, can you plead guilty?"

Gongshucha looked at the top tablets on the shelf, and said frankly, "I never did it, why do I have to plead guilty?"

He glanced at the smiling Gongshujiu next to him, and said coldly, "Third brother, why do you put on an air? I'm afraid you wish I could convict you early, and then there will be no one in Gongshujia who can argue with you... "

Suddenly a murderous look flashed in his eyes: "Could it be you... who put the blame on me?"

Gongshujiu's expression changed immediately: "Fourth! What nonsense are you talking about! I kindly wanted to excuse you, but you are so ignorant! What did I blame you for? You'd better confess your guilt earlier, in front of the clan elders. Brother, let's think of a way together, maybe we can keep you..."

Gongshucha stood where he was, shaking his clothes, and straightened his waist: "Third brother just said something right. I, Gongshucha, are not the kind who dare to do things. Even if you put a knife on my neck, don't think about it." Let me plead guilty so vaguely! Third brother, do you dare to admit those things in the granary in front of the clan elders?"

"Shut up!" Gong Shuren yelled violently, interrupting Gong Shucha's words, followed by a violent cough.

Gongshu Yinxue hurriedly came over to help him caress his back, and said with concern: "Uncle, don't get angry, take care of your body."

Gong Shuren shook his head, raised his voice and said: "Since you are so stubborn, come and lock me up with this thing that betrays the ancestors!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards of the public loser who had been waiting outside the ancestral hall for a long time came in. Several of them held a thick and long iron chain together, which was as thick as the forearm of an adult man. Even a young master like Gongshucha couldn't break free.

It's just that these guards don't have much cultivation, so how can they lock the chains on Gongshucha?

"You bastards, are you worthy of touching me? Get out!" Following Gongshucha's roar, the two guards who stepped forward were pushed away by his palms, and they stumbled back.

Gongshuren was furious: "Gongshucha, are you trying to play wild in the ancestral hall?"

"I didn't do it!" Gongshucha stared with angry eyes, "Why did you lock me up!"

"I'm the head of the public loser's family, so I'm naturally qualified to lock you up!" Gong Shuren felt his chest constrict, and he shouted with difficulty, "Where is the offering!"

Chapter 391

The response in the shadows was short and forceful. The few priests of the public loser, enjoying the luxury and good food that ordinary people dare not expect, naturally also shouldered their due responsibilities, even if they still have a little bit of respect for the public loser on weekdays. Respect, Ke Gongshuren's orders are supreme, and they cannot be neglected.

There were two priests, one was about 50 years old, the other was over sixty years old, with gray temples, but his movements were as steady as a mountain, he stepped forward and pressed Gongshucha's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Fourth Master, just be soft."

It's just coming from the shoulders, but it's a force that should not be underestimated!

Gongshucha's cultivation base had already stepped into the realm of a small master a few years ago. If he really fought with all his strength, Qin Ke would definitely not be an opponent.As his whole body shook, the two priests looked solemn, and they also circulated the blood in their bodies, using their arms like iron stones to forcibly suppress Gongshucha's resistance.

However, Gongshucha did not intend to succumb to this. When his energy and blood flowed to the extreme, his complexion also turned slightly red, and he clenched his fist and slammed hard at the two of them!

The pupils of the middle-aged priest shrank slightly, and having fought against Gongshucha countless times, he naturally knew how powerful Gongshucha was, so he didn't dare to push him too hard, so he suddenly raised his hands and blocked them in front of his fists.

However, the old priest's strikes are much sharper. This old priest traveled the world when he was young, and was once dubbed the title of "Eagle King" by the people of the Jianghu. section by section.

His hands fluttered up and down to fight with Gongshucha's fist, making people dazzled, but at just the right time, his five fingers suddenly gathered together, locking Gongshucha's arm at once, and with each pull and pull, Gongshucha's The entire sleeve was pulled off by his fingers.

The old priest showed mercy, otherwise, this move would have removed Gongshucha's shoulder and elbow joints.

Gongshucha's arms were locked, but his knees sank, pressing down on the old priest's lower body, and he retracted the fist that had just beaten the middle-aged priest back, and locked the old priest's arms in turn!

The four hands were constantly intertwined in the air, locked and locked, the old priest let out a low cry, and when his palm collided with Gongshucha's hand in the air, he blatantly clamped Gongshucha's thumb !

Gongshucha groaned in pain.

It's just that he thinks his bones are harder than anyone else!Resisting the pain of his thumb being bent, he raised his backhand and punched the old priest on the shoulder!

The old priest was knocked back again and again by this punch, even breaking a chair behind him.

The middle-aged priest also rushed up at this moment, and punched Gongshucha brazenly. Gongshucha didn't blink, and also punched him, facing him head-on.

"Crack..." The sound of bone cracking was extremely clear, and the middle-aged priest drew a deep mark on the ground with both feet, and the five fingers that clenched his fist uncontrollably loosened, trembling slightly.

However, Gong Shucha did not take any further action.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but because there was a small blue sword floating in his throat at the moment.

The old man who cut off the arm of a general with a single sword in the yamen stood in front of the ancestral hall with half-closed eyes, the weather-beaten wrinkles on his face trembled slightly, and he sighed in a long voice: "Fourth Master, stop."

Gongshucha was silent for a moment, looked at Gongshuren, and suddenly burst out laughing until the corners of his eyes were filled with tears. He sarcastically said, "If... I make up my mind and refuse to submit, are you going to let them kill me?"

Gongshuren closed his eyes heavily, and said: "Gongshuo has his own rules. If you continue to resist, I can only let them break your hands and feet and put you in a dungeon."

"Very good." Gongshucha nodded sadly, "I still remember saving my life. However, don't expect me to be grateful to you. On the contrary, I will keep this account firmly in mind..."

He stared at everyone in the ancestral hall, and finally stared at Gong Shuren, "You will die after all..."

"Fourth brother!" Gongshu shouted loudly, "What are you talking about! Brother is generous enough to you, why don't you continue to mess around!"

Gongshucha chuckled fearlessly, stomped his feet suddenly, the floor tiles shattered inch by inch, and even the tables, chairs and benches in the ancestral hall shook.

He pumped up his blood and took another step forward.

The eyes of the two priests who had already locked his shoulders widened, and some suspected that what they were controlling was no longer a person, but a giant beast that had broken free from the shackles.

Every step he took was so resolute, his aura was as close to the small blue sword resting in his throat.

The old man with the spirit of cultivation had a dignified expression, and turned his eyes to Gong Shuren as if asking for help. It wasn't that he couldn't stab, but he didn't dare to stab, and he didn't want to stab.

Yu Li, Gongshucha is still the fourth master of the public loser, and it is not up to him to decide whether to kill him or not.Yuqing, these priests often fought with Gongshucha on weekdays. Although they jokingly called him a "wu idiot" when chatting, it was a joke. Gongshucha's dedication and meticulousness in martial arts are all respected by them. .

It's just that Gongshucha insisted step by step, and he actually walked in front of Gongshujiu.The small blue sword was retreating slowly, and the old man's deep voice was somewhat anxious: "Fourth Master! Don't force me to do it!"

Gongshucha stopped, but he didn't stop because of the old man's warning.

He looked at Gong Shujiu disdainfully, and saw that his third brother was like a frightened little beast, shivering uneasy, and his tall figure was like a mountain, covering Gongshu Jiu's figure into his own tall shadow.

"You'd better... Hurry up and find a way to kill me, otherwise, as long as I find a chance, I will wring your head off with my own hands!" Gongshucha gritted his teeth, every word made Gongshujiu tremble with fear.

"Take it down! Shut him back to his own yard!" Gong Shuren coughed and roared in a drawn-out voice.

The two priests exerted their strength at the same time, but Gongshucha still shook his shoulders and said loudly: "Let go! I will go by myself!"

After Gongshucha left, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall did not ease at all. Gongshuren sat quietly in the wheelchair without saying a word. Different, I don't know what each is thinking in my heart.

But one thing is certain, today, they saw another side of Gong Shuren: ruthless, decisive, and ruthless.For the sake of public loser's face, he can really kill relatives righteously, even for his own younger brother, he didn't hesitate at all.

Qin Ke, who had been watching coldly, felt that he was now alone like a child without friends, and the look in his eyes faded little by little when Gong Shucha passed him by.

Everyone didn't speak, but Gongshu Ren suddenly coughed repeatedly. The coughing sound was like the howling cold wind in winter. Gongshu Yinxue hurried up to help him pat his back, and a clan elder who knew medical skills also rushed forward to help him feel his pulse , a flurry.

Gongshu Ren strengthened his energy, raised his head slightly, and said softly to everyone: "Today, let's go. I... want to be quiet for a while."

After thinking about it, he added another sentence: "Yinxue, you and Qin Ke stay here."

Soon, the ancestral hall was empty, only Gongshu Ren was left staring blankly at the high memorial tablets, and Gongshu Yinxue and Qin Ke standing beside him. The smoke in the incense burner slowly rose, Lingering between the tablets, for a moment, Qin Ke seemed to feel that pairs of invisible eyes were opening one after another around them, watching them silently.

His back felt a little chilly, but he managed to calm himself down and listened to the conversation between Gong Shuren and Gongshu Yinxue.

"What do you think of the explanation I gave you today?" Gong Shuren asked.

Gongshu Yinxue didn't rush to answer, she pondered for a moment, then shook her head, but she quickly realized that her uncle was asking her a question just now, so she hurriedly said: "Uncle, do you believe that fourth uncle did this?" ?”

Gong Shuren looked at the ancestral tablet, and said slowly: "It's not that I believe it, but the evidence is solid, and I don't allow me to doubt it."

Seeing the hesitation in Gongshu Yinxue's eyes, and the look of continuing to think and analyze, he showed a bit of relief: "On the wedding day, you encountered such a life-and-death matter, but you can still calm down and think about things, very good , I did not misunderstand you. Compared with other people, you are smarter and more rational. You don't need to ask any more about this matter. I do this naturally for my reasons. You will understand in the future .”

Gong Shuren sighed deeply, his tired eyes wandered between the layers of tablets, and finally fell on his father's tablet, feeling relieved for a while.

He said: "My limit...is not far away..."

"No, uncle, don't think about it too much. You just need to take good care of your body. In the future, you will definitely..." Gongshu Yinxue bit her lower lip, and she saw Gongshuren turn around, his face was full of vicissitudes and helpless.

"Of course I hope that I can get better one day, and the best thing is that I can have children with your aunt... I will raise them up until they know how to behave in the world and how to contribute to us. Perhaps, some of them will become great talents and have the opportunity to return to Jicheng and ascend to the imperial court. At that time, I have become a bad old man. I will go fishing and weave straw sandals with your aunt in the sunset Straw hat..." Gong Shuren laughed out loud, and asked back: "Yinxue, do you think I will have such good luck?"

He waved his hands, lowered his head and muttered: "Actually, you know it all in your heart, but you don't dare to say it clearly, do you?"

Gongshu Yinxue pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, she didn't want to answer such a heavy question.

Gong Shuren turned the wheelchair around, looked at her solemnly, and asked, "If you were the head of the family, what would you do with today's matter?"

The teardrops in Gongshu Yinxue's eyes fell suddenly, and the heart in her chest was beating rapidly. She didn't know why the uncle would ask such a question, could it be... He had already seen her thoughts, So you want to test her out?

"Don't be nervous." Gongshuren turned the wheel axle on the wheelchair by himself, and slowly approached Gongshu Yinxue, and said softly, "Just treat it as... when I gave you a question in the school, I remember, you When I was 12 years old, I got a good answer, it’s okay, you can speak freely, no matter what you say is good or bad, I won’t blame you..."

Gongshu Yinxue subconsciously exchanged glances with Qin Ke at the side, and became even more flustered.

Chapter 392 Behind the scenes

"Hurry up! Bring me some wine!" As soon as Gongshu entered his courtyard, he hurriedly grabbed his wife Lin's hand, and said happily all the way: "Oh! The fourth child is in bad luck today! Big brother opened the door." In the ancestral hall, in front of all the clan elders, he was identified as the mastermind behind the assassination of Yinxue, if the elder brother hadn't taken care of the brotherhood, the fourth son would have been imprisoned in the dungeon by now."

Lin was shocked when she heard this: "It's such a big deal? Could it be that the one who assassinated Yinxue was really the fourth child?"

Gongshujiu smiled mysteriously, his knife-sharpened cheeks were full of cunning: "Do you think that the fourth child with his elm head would do things so obliquely? If he wants to kill Yinxue, he might just rush in with a knife. Into her yard..."

"Then why..." Lin closed the door carefully, feeling a little puzzled.

"Remember that Mr. Gao I knew before?"

"Of course I remember! In order to win over this Mr. Gao, you gave away all the good jade that the grandfather gave you when he was here." Mentoring this incident, Lin showed regret, "That is a rare good thing... ..."

"You are petty." Gongshu took the jug and cup from Lin, poured himself a drink, and then said, "It's just a piece of jade, a stone, if it wasn't for Mr. Gao's plan , How could it happen today? How can the fourth child be so incomprehensible?"

"All right, all right, I'm a woman, I'm petty, you're a man, you're so big that you took my dowry." Lin looked at him and complained: "That Mr. Gao What arrangements have you made, tell me!"

Gongshu Jiu proudly said: "To tell you the truth, I spent money secretly on those assassins today, a total of 3000 taels!"

"Ah?" Covering her mouth, Mrs. Lin looked at Gongshujiu in astonishment and stretched out three fingers, and exclaimed, "You found it? Then, how did you..."

"It's still Mr. Gao who is amazing. He gave me a way to find these guys who want money and life, but I didn't go directly to ask them to do things. I bought a few people under the old fourth hand and passed on some news. To steward Zheng next to the fourth son... It's strange to say that the old Zheng has no ambitions on weekdays, and he just knows to follow the fourth son in silence all day long, but this time he dared to make up his mind and did it on his own A decision. The purpose is to prevent that new uncle Yinxue from entering the house, so as not to block the way of his young master when he worships his ancestors and breaks into the underground palace next year..."

"Under Mr. Gao's arrangement, those assassins met Lao Zheng seemingly by chance. On the one hand, they were outlaws just looking for money, and on the other hand, they were worried about not being able to find a master to do things. The two hit it off, and he thought it was right. Bargaining with others, as everyone knows, I have already settled everything with money..."

"But even if the assassin is very skilled, are those big soldiers patrolling the city dead?"

"Where are there patrols! When the convoy passed Changyang Avenue today, there were several streets on the left and right, and there would not be a single soldier from the patrol battalion..." Gongshujiu sneered, shaking his head and said: "But now, there are also No one has the ability to find out who instigated Du Qing and the other adults..."

"Why is that?"