After a short hesitation, the sound of fighting in front of him became more and more intense, and Wen Yuan was afraid that something big would collide with Yan Bing, so he immediately asked Rong Shiyi to drive back and go another way.

After leaving far away and no longer hearing the sound of fighting, he gently patted the back of Yan Bing's hand and said in a deep voice: "You go first, I'll go see what's going on." This is not far from Cui Fu's house, if there is a robbery and murder case involving Beijing officials, it should be the responsibility of Dali Temple. ”

Having said that, what flashed in his heart was one sentence: wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and fame and fortune are in danger.

When Chao Shangshu Ling is already old and about to return to his hometown, most of the time it is just a decoration, and Cui Chengzu, the right servant of Shangshu Province who may take over his position, is in the prime of life, from the second rank of a high-ranking official, maybe he is being intercepted and killed in front?

Even if it's not him, it's the same for a few powerful people, if you can send charcoal in the snow, you can even make a bitter meat plan a little hanging......

Blood will be able to wash away the stain of the identity of some eunuch heirs, so that they can better move steadily towards the fifth and fourth grades.

Wen Yuan didn't tell Yan Bing about this plan, although she didn't know it, she was still very nervous, and she couldn't help but tell her husband when she saw her husband jump out of the carriage: "Don't be reckless!" ”

"Don't worry, if the situation is not right, I will run." Wen Yuan gave her a confident smile, then tied up the hem of her clothes, and ordered the four family members to urge the horse to gallop forward.

Yan Bing was so nervous that her little face turned a little pale, but Wen Yuan was completely fearless. What murderer could compare to what he had encountered in Hanzhong in the past?

When he was eleven years old, he was chased and killed by several strong men for a few days and nights because of a bag of golden melon seeds, and the only one he could rely on was the weak woman of the godmother, and he also carried a young brother with an oil bottle, and only a firewood knife to protect himself.

In this way, he was so young that he could kill one or two people as a backing, not to mention that there were family members who had been on the battlefield to guard him at this moment.

Approaching the corner, it was indeed six or seven servants from Cui Fu's family who were struggling to resist the surprise attack of a group of masked black-clothed men.

Because the former obeyed the law that they were not allowed to carry swords at will, and did not go out to hunt but usually went to the government to return to their homes, the servants were not prepared to take advantage of their weapons, and only held copper and iron clubs and clubs to resist.

The people in black came prepared, and the big swords, double axes, meteor hammers and other things were all beckoned, so that the Cui family's guards were all covered in blood and fighting.

Wen Yuan looked at the two teams of people who were killed in front of him, and he remembered for a moment that he seemed to have returned to the days and nights when he was hunted down and killed-because, like those people at the beginning, this gang of robbers also spoke with Hanzhong and Guangyuan accents.

"Stop!" Rong Shishilang suddenly raised his voice and shouted, and immediately recalled Wen Yuan's consciousness.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that someone had lifted the curtain with a knife and was about to break into the carriage, and he was stunned.

In the next moment, without thinking, he directly took his bow and shot arrows, and the dark red arrows went straight into the heart of the villain, only to slam into the flesh with a soft pop.

The man lunged forward with the force of the arrow, then slowly fell on his side, fell off the carriage and died. Before leaving, the broadsword in his hand accidentally flew straight into the carriage, and he didn't know where he threw it.

Wen Yuan didn't care about checking it for the time being, and only approached the villains while shouting: "Rong Wenyuan of Dali Temple is here, who dares to do evil on the street?!" Jin Wuwei will come immediately, don't hurry up and arrest him! ”

But the thugs remained silent, and continued to sprint towards the carriage as if they were so fierce that one of the blockers fell to the ground and was dying.

Wen Yuan hurriedly led people over to escort the carriage and give strong support. It was only at this time that the villains found that they really couldn't beat the Cui family, who had a helper, and there was a possibility that they would lose their lives if they continued to stalemate, so they were reluctant to ride a horse and retreat quickly.

When the dust settled, there was no movement in the carriage.

"Oops, could it be ......" Wen Yuan secretly said badly, seeing that none of the Cui family could get up, he simply stepped forward quickly and opened the blue background silver and white treasure flower brocade curtain.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a half-grown boy kneeling in the car, and he was holding a middle-aged man in a daze, his eyes were straight and his lips trembled slightly.

Cui Fu bowed his body and bowed down, showing a protective posture of clasping the young man in his arms, with a nervous and caring look on his face, but unfortunately his neck had been cut by a sharp blade.

Blood splattered the side wall of the carriage red, and even if the young man reached out and covered it vigorously, it continued to rush through the gap, overflowing his fingers and soaking most of his clothes......

Wen Yuan was silent for a long time, with regret and pity, and finally only turned into a sigh, and then said two words to the young man: "Mourn." ”

Cui Chengzu, who is in charge of the six officials to implement various government decrees, and often impeaches the right servant of the Shangshu Province who is not in charge of the imperial history, and is only one short of the title of the next chapter of the same book to become a man who is just the prime minister and almost enters the peak of his life.

Unfortunately, he was killed on the street, and only one of the suspects was killed by the new director of Dali Temple who happened to pass by, and the rest of the people escaped and disappeared without a trace.

Such a major event immediately shocked the government and the opposition, and the next day the next day was furious, and immediately called the court, issued an edict to the whole capital to guard and curfew, ordered Jingzhao Mansion and Gyeonggi counties to search and arrest with all their might, and even sent the royal private soldier Tiancheng Army.

For five whole days, nothing was found.

The people in the city were panicked, and the female dependents no longer went out, and all the high-ranking officials ordered their servants to escort the upper and lower courts with weapons within the allowable range.

"Your guards have to be increased too, what if you come to seek revenge?" Yan Bing looked at her husband and was really angry and proud.

Angry, he came forward to help regardless of his safety, and was proud that his man was both civil and military, and he was in the limelight again.

In addition to asking her husband to be careful, she herself lay directly in General Duan's mansion to raise her baby, and she didn't dare to go back to the small home where people could casually climb over the wall and enter, with few guards.

"Okay, increase, I'll go to my father later to ask for manpower." Wen Yuan nodded again and again - pregnant people can't be offended, they must listen to her.

But in my heart, I was thinking, everyone has already been killed, do you still want to continue to kill? In fact, you shouldn't be on guard, you should go and guard the city gate and official roads to prevent them from escaping.