Yao Wantan's heart felt cold, his face was pale, and his body was trembling non-stop.

At the beginning, he confessed everything he knew in order to survive, but he would definitely die if he said such words, he hesitated.

"This...this...subordinate"

Finally Yao Wan got up and ran back.

Luo Cheng smiled suddenly, and he understood from this appearance.

"It seems that you have confessed everything. If so, you are useless."

After speaking, Luo Cheng threw out the long whip again and wrapped it around Yao Wantan's neck until Yao Wantan was out of breath before letting go of the whip.

He Chu narrowed his eyes, laughed lightly, leaned against a tree and watched a play, Fang Daolai.

"It seems that Mr. Luo's credit can't be taken away."

"I remember that Zhang Xiangliu was famously called Zhang Xiangliu in Pingzhang's political affairs in Xunan Province? Is he in contact with Mr. He?"

"So what?"

"Nothing, just remind Mr. He that if the things His Highness ordered are not done well, we will have nothing to eat."

"Don't bother Master Luo to remind me, I know it myself."

He Chu's voice became cold, and he led the people away.

Rong Chen sorted out many matters in Hanshaling, counted the intercepted grain and grass, and loaded it into the truck after confirming that it was correct. This busy work lasted until the early hours of the morning.

After finishing the funeral affairs, Fang led the people back to Luzhou, but on the way, he came across Yao Wanzhe's body, after thinking about it, he took him back.

Rong Chen asked the crowd to disperse on their own, and when he returned to the station, he saw Wei Heng standing at the door.

Rong Chen understood a little bit, and raised his eyes to look at Wei Heng.

"Let's talk in the lobby."

Wei Heng hummed, and went to the lobby with the others.

Rong Zi waited there for a long time, and when he saw Rong Chen, he knelt down to plead guilty.

Rong Chen seemed to understand something, so he just said "Go and get the punishment" and sent people away.

After watching the servants finish pouring the tea, Rong Chen waved his hands to make them leave.

Fang picked up a cup of tea and sipped it lightly, relieved a little bit of sleepiness and cleared his mind before opening his mouth.

"On the way back, I ran into Yao Wantian, and he died. The fatal wound was a strangle mark on his neck, which looked like it was caused by a whip."

"There are not a few people who make whips from the Great Yin, how can we find out?"

"A Yao Wantan is dead when he dies. Fortunately, the confession is still there. Even if there is no witness, there is still physical evidence."

"What happened to the people of Jizhou?"

Wei Heng calmed down and thought a lot. It is not a pity to die a corrupt official, but he needs to explain to the emperor when he returns to Yanjing.

He and Rong Chen came here with the imperial decree for disaster relief, and the most important thing is to resettle the people in Luozhou first.

As for what should be said in the next season, I will check it out later.

Therefore, Wei Heng didn't bother with this matter any more, and asked about the current situation of the people in Luzhou.

"Food supply is not a problem now, and the wells and ditches are being cleaned day and night, and they are about to be dredged. We just need to wait for water to be diverted from other places. It's just"

Before Rong Chen could do anything, there was a sudden heavy rain outside, and it fell to the ground.

Long drought meets rain, nothing more than that.

The rain came just in time.

Seeing this, Rong Chen fell silent. Now that he looks like this, the water source is not a problem for the time being.

Wei Heng understood Rong Chen's unfinished words, smiled lightly and walked towards the threshold, opened the door and looked at the pouring rain outside, feeling a little bit of coolness hit his face.

Holding the sword in his hand, He Chu jumped down from the eaves, pierced the heart of the green-black and blue-robed official in front of him precisely from behind, and pulled it out in a split second.

Watching the official fall helplessly, he took a breath at the end, raised his sword and left after confirming that the person was dead.

The sky seemed to be poked out of a hole, allowing the flood to pour down.

The blood soon mixed with the rain, flowing in all directions, and half of the robe was flushed red.

This scene appeared in various places in Xunan Province at the same time, but the difference was that the assassins were all wearing masks, and their faces were unknown.

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