Sui and Tang Dynasties: Engagement to Li Xiuning, start with heavy snow dragon ride

Yang Zhao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, which looked extraordinarily weird under the reflection of the candlelight.

Puff.

The woman fainted from fright.

Yang Zhao withdrew the long knife, glanced at the woman, and confirmed that it was not an act, which would save trouble.

He had already planned it before he came. After inquiring about Fan He, it was not difficult to find Fan Rong's portrait. Putting on his mask, he could learn more about the situation of the case.

For example, now, when people are in extreme fear and shock, they will speak the most truthful words in their hearts.

As for why he acted at night, besides being able to act quietly at night, he was also waiting for Mu Guiying to come back.

Shopping in the afternoon was not only for leisure and relaxation, Yang Zhao gave the task to find out Fan Rong's appearance.

A wealthy and powerful businessman will often show his face, and after a little inquiring, he can easily find out.

Yang Zhao didn't answer, but still looked at Fan He with a smile. He didn't know that Fan Rong's voice would be exposed once he opened his mouth. He also wanted to see if he could get more things out.

"Come on! Come on! Catch the assassin!"

Unexpectedly, Fan He reacted extremely quickly, shouting loudly while running towards the door.

No matter who the other party is, once he enters Fan's house, he will be sure not to let the other party go out.

The guards he hired are all first-class experts.

call out!

In an instant, a long knife roared from behind, passed over Fan He's neck, and firmly nailed it to the gate.

"Next time, I won't be so lucky."

Yang Zhao's cold voice sounded, and Fan He suddenly stopped. Judging from the precise control just now, the person behind him was not joking.

He turned around slowly, with an ugly expression on his face, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

He was already planning to face the reality and think clearly.

This person dared to break into Fan's house blatantly, he must have something to rely on, his shout just now must have alarmed the guards.

As long as you delay for a while, the guards will be able to surround this place.

Without opening his mouth, Yang Zhao drew out a long knife from behind again, and waved at Fan He with the other hand, signaling him to come over.

Fan He really wanted to refuse, but when he met the cold eyes, he still reluctantly approached the table cautiously.

"If you ask for money, I can order someone to get it, but please don't hurt my life, everything is negotiable."

At this moment, Fan He was so frightened that he woke up. He looked at Yang Zhao while speaking, and kept observing the other party's expression.

Yang Zhao still didn't speak, and the two remained in a stalemate.

Fan He was overjoyed, this is the best way to delay time, he thought to himself: I hope you can stay so calm later!

After a while like this, Fan He, who hadn't heard anything for a long time, frowned, why didn't he come after such a long time?

He made sure that his voice was loud enough that the patrolling guards could definitely hear him.

"They won't come."

At this time, Yang Zhao spoke, with playfulness and sarcasm in his tone.

Fan He is the son of a merchant, his mind has always been quick, his face gradually became ugly, he finally understood why the other party did not speak.

This is introducing him to his abilities.

The guard didn't show up for a long time, which means that they were all taken care of by the man in front of him.

No one will come to his rescue!

Hiss!

Yang Zhao then tore off the mask, revealing his true face.

Fan He stared at Yang Zhao's face for a long time, frowning, he had never seen this person before.

"Your Excellency and I seem to have never met before, and we have no grievances or enmities. What do you mean by this, Your Excellency?"

For some reason, Fan He felt that the other party's murderous intent was not as strong as before.

"As long as you obey, you can live."

Yang Zhao put away the long knife, sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and motioned for Fan He to sit down too.

The two sat opposite each other, with only one candle in the middle providing light, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

"Fan Rong, did she kill it?" Yang Zhao glanced at the fainted woman on the ground and asked calmly.

Fan He's eyes tightened, and he stared fixedly at Yang Zhao's eyes, he wanted to see if the other party came to seek revenge.

At the same time, a trace of doubt also flashed in my mind.

At first he thought it was a bandit who robbed the house, but he didn't talk about the money for a long time, and instead wiped out the guards to show his ability.

Fan He knew that this person was probably sent by Zhao Jian, he finally couldn't hold back and wanted to kill someone to silence him.

But as Yang Zhao said these words, it became clear that Zhao Jian was not here.

Because of this matter, Zhao Jian knew the cause and effect.

There is no need to ask extra questions.

"What do you want to say?" Fan He didn't confirm or refute, but still stared at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao ignored him, and continued on his own: "Obviously you wanted to suppress this matter, but Zhao Jian suddenly intervened and broke your plan. The negotiation between you failed and you planned to eliminate the other party."

"Unfortunately, when you meet your opponent, you can't help him for a while. Let me guess, you have completely offended Zhao Jian. If you want to be safe, you must either agree to his request, or you can kill him quietly."

Chapter 410 Because You Don't Dare To Kill Her

Fan He's eyes were visibly shaken, almost no one except the person involved knew the inside story of this incident.

How did he know?

He's investigating me!

And the investigation is very clear!

In an instant, the fear in Fan He's heart began to ferment. What exactly does such a person want to do when he finds him?

"How about we talk about a cooperation."

Just when Fan He was feeling terrified, Yang Zhao changed the subject and caught him off guard.

"Cooperation?" Fan He was stunned. You made all these noises just to cooperate with me?

If you hadn't said earlier, I would definitely welcome you in with a big sedan chair... Fan He slandered inwardly, and then a bright smile appeared on his face: "Hero, uh, hero, uh, what's your name?"

"Call me Mr. Yang."

"Alright Mr. Yang, how do you want to cooperate?"

Facing Yang Zhao, Fan He had no choice. He was afraid that if he disagreed, he would kill himself.

Put it off first, and do your best to investigate this person after he leaves!

From the expression on Fan He's face, Yang Zhao analyzed his thoughts, but he didn't care, and said slowly: "This woman killed your father, and it has nothing to do with you, but you want to suppress it. Obviously, you There is no shortage of women, but hanging out with your stepmother has a bad influence on you."

Fan He didn't understand what Yang Zhao was saying, so he didn't interrupt, but Yang Zhao continued to analyze: "This is strange, isn't it? You report to the yamen, as long as you catch her, the family property will be yours, if not, you Would you really be willing to give half of it to this woman?"

Fan He's calm face gradually became heavy, and he couldn't help interrupting: "She is my stepmother, she treats me like a son on weekdays, she has been in Fan Zhai all her life, and she will not leave, money, as before. It's all mine."

Yang Zhao nodded, then smiled: "Yes, but the truth is, she is your father-killer and enemy, the best way is to report to the officials and tell her to be brought to justice. You did report to the officials, but in the end it was If you want to suppress it, you have a guilty conscience, and you are also involved in this matter, and it has not been investigated."

With a buzzing sound, Fan He's head shook, and he stared at Yang Zhao with a gloomy expression, "What else do you know?"

Yang Zhao didn't move like a mountain, and put the long knife behind him horizontally in front of him, without explaining, he continued: "Now, you can either splash dirty water or kill her, so that you can stay out of the matter. I have been investigating you for a long time, you I already knew about the incident with her."

After a pause, Yang Zhao chuckled lightly: "This matter has become her trick, and it is even more impossible for you to let her live, but now, she is still here."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhao stood up, pressed his hands on the table, leaned his upper body slightly forward, and said in a low voice, "Because you dare not kill her!"

Fan He turned pale with shock, and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, his identity was absolutely extraordinary!

The first thought in his mind was to get rid of this person, but when he thought about his own situation and the long knife on the table, Fan He suppressed the thought in his heart.

"What is your relationship with Zhao Jian? What is your purpose?"

At this time, Fan He asked the question sincerely, but he needed to know Yang Zhao's identity.

Since he was able to find out so many things about himself, it was far beyond imagination, and Fan He was on guard, not enough to dispel the idea of ​​assassinating Yang Zhao.

He had no doubt at all that Yang Zhao could kill himself silently, and he wanted to kill Yang Zhao, no doubt hitting a stone with an egg.

"You don't need to know who I am, but Zhao Jian and I have a grudge. An enemy's enemy is a friend. We can work together. I will help you solve this troublesome matter. You just need to follow my orders."

"Don't worry, no one will be able to find us."

Yang Zhao's words did not reassure Fan He, and the vigilance in his heart still existed, but knowing that Yang Zhao and Zhao Jian were also opposites, he felt relieved about Yang Zhao.

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple. You just need to keep pestering Zhao Jian. Don't you have the help of officials from the court? Just wait for reinforcements."

He even knew this... Fan He's heart shuddered, and he felt like everything was being seen through, which was very bad.

"As a meeting ceremony, I helped you end up this woman."

Yang Zhao drew out the long knife, the blade touched the woman's neck and was about to strike, Fan He hurriedly stopped him, saying: "No!"

"why?"

Fan He cast a surprised look, Yang Zhao withdrew the knife, spread his hands and explained: "If you can tell, it will save me the time of investigation."

It turns out that he hasn't investigated this far yet... Fan He thought this way in his heart, and said: "She is the concubine of the owner of the Rong family. My father also married because of her identity. Now if I kill her, I will It will be suspected by the Rong family, at least not now."

Yang Zhao nodded, understood.

Immediately afterwards, Fan He explained the relationship between the Rong family and Fan Zhai, and he was relieved to see that Yang Zhao had given up the idea of ​​killing people.

The Rong family can be considered a famous family, but it is no longer in Yuhang, but in Gusu.

In the past, he specialized in embroidery business and had business contacts with many merchants in Yuhang, and he was also well-known in the local area.

Fan He's father, Fan Rong, took a fancy to this, and used this method to firmly tie the relationship between the two families. Although she was only a concubine, she was of the Rong family's blood, and Fan Rong would make money. It's quite pleasant.

However, Ronghui (that is, the concubine daughter) feels unwilling every time she sees her husband who is 20 years older than herself, so she falls in love with her son, Fan He.

After a long period of love, the two naturally had a relationship, but the good times didn't last long, and they were soon discovered by his father.

The subsequent development was similar to what the previous few people had guessed. Even if Fan Rong got angry again, he would punish his son at most.

However, Rong Hui is the concubine daughter of the Rong family after all, and Fan Rong and the Rong family still have business contacts.

He could only vent his anger by beating and scolding him. Every time at this time, Rong Hui would go to Fan He's room to complain.

Unexpectedly, the tryst between the two was discovered again, and Fan Rong was very angry, so he got Teng Tiao and threatened to beat Rong Hui to death.

Fan He was very angry and scared for a moment. During the dispute between the three, Fan He controlled his father, and Rong Hui didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and picked up a flower pot beside him and smashed Fan Rong to death.

Fan He had never seen such a scene before, and he immediately wanted to push this matter out, but he also had a part, and Rong Hui properly showed weakness.

On the second day, Fan He pretended to be the scene where his father was murdered, and then went to report to the police.

I thought the matter could be resolved very easily, but I didn't expect that Zhao Jian appeared halfway, and he seemed to be a lecherous county magistrate.

But it took three days to find out the truth of the matter. The matter was urgent, and Fan He had no time and thought of hiding the evidence, which allowed Zhao Jian to take advantage of it.

Chapter 411 A Little Conscience, But Not Much

At first Fan He didn't care much, the truth didn't matter at all.

His original idea was to confuse the county government and try to get away with it. The case became an unsolved case and he was fine.

After Zhao Jian found out about Ni Duan, Fan He was outspoken and told several people about the matter in the backyard of the county government.

Then find a scapegoat, arrest him, and you'll be fine.

The big deal is to give some silver taels as a hush money in the end, but Zhao Jian wouldn't buy it at all.

Yang Zhao looked at Fan He as if he was looking at a fool. He glanced at the woman on the ground and asked, "This is obviously a trick that this woman has set for you. Didn't you feel it?"

From the time he came into contact with him till now, Fan He gave Yang Zhao the feeling that he didn't look like a fool who only knows how to spend money, but that he had a certain amount of wisdom.