Chapter 223: Strolling in the walk

When a team of officers and men suddenly rushed into Yangcheng County and reached the gate of the county, the entire Yangcheng fell into chaos.
The people thought that it was the Jin people who came in or made a mess and forced their families to flee.
Fortunately, the Zezhou government and the Taiyuan government came to a large group of officials. Although the people did not recognize these officials, they watched them wearing official uniforms, carrying officers and soldiers on the streets and shouting slogans. There is no home to smash, but there is no burning, looting and looting.
It’s not a golden man or a soldier’s chaos. It’s just a few spies, and there’s nothing terrible.
In this way, although the streets of Yangcheng County are full of soldiers, the atmosphere of panic is quickly dissipated, and there are even people who dare to probe the brain to find out more.
"I really didn't expect Li County to be a spoiler of the Jinren."
"There are spies in the county, and our Yangcheng is not too flat."
Although there are not many people on the street, they are all talking about this matter. Unfortunately, things happen too suddenly. The county is heavily guarded, not to mention the officials. Even the officers and the soldiers are strictly guarded. What happened inside is simply not transmitted.
There was a group of people walking over the gate of the city.
Their dust servants apparently came by.
At this time, the gates are all martial, and can someone go in and out?
It’s not like being an officer in the army.
The eyes of everyone looked curiously. This is a group of seven or eight men with a fourteen-year-old boy.
I have not seen the appearance of this young man, and everyone has a thought.
This is a rich man.
The fuchsia work is embroidered with exquisite robes, the white jade card with the body hanging in the waist, the jade crown on the head, the jasper scorpion under the sunlight, and even the colorful clouds and shoes in the movement, nowhere It shows that I am rich.
The eyes were shaken for a while before I looked at the face of the young man again.
In the hot daylight of June, the faces of young people are not as dazzling as clothes, but they are as warm as jade.
This gentle, even the sun can not help him, eclipsed in front of him.
Everyone can't move their eyes.
Who is this young boy?
At this time, you can still walk in the streets.
The eyes of the people could not help but follow.
The sight of young people is also lingering on the street.
"It turns out that the street in the day is so quiet." He said, looking at the guards beside him, "Is it the night market?"
The escort's face was a bit stiff, and everyone on both sides squatted.
Could this young person be a local? For a long time, the city of Yangcheng was prosperous, but it was disappointing.
"Not the young master." One said, "In fact, it is very lively at other times."
"Yeah, yeah, this little son, don't you know?" A passerby on the side couldn't help but say, "The county has an accident, arrested the spies of the Jin people, and also martial law."
The young man snorted, and some embarrassed smiled at the passerby.
"I haven't come out for a long time, I am obsessed with it, I forgot." He said.
Is it that I have not come out for a long time?
This does not seem to be the same as not coming here.
"Young Master, are we going to the county now?" The guard said with a light cough.
The young man responded.
"I am not in a hurry to see today, I will visit the street scene again next day," he said.
The group of people really went to the county.
It was actually going to the county. At this time, the county was also martial. The road people couldn’t help but follow up, and more and more people followed, until they came to the county.
The gate of the county has been rebuilt, but there is still a mess left in front of the door. The reloaded soldiers are strictly outside the door, watching people close immediately and blocking the inquiry.
The road people did not dare to go too close to stop, watching a young guard of the young man go forward with the soldiers and said two words, the soldiers and the soldiers let the road open, the young man strode in, the county gate Close again.
I really went in.
Who is this?
The people of the road talked a lot, and there were people who said that they were officials, and they said that they were soldiers. Even some people boldly speculated that it was the royal family of Taiyuan. In short, it must be someone from outside.
It was said that the soldiers who had been inquired were turned down and heard the frown.
"What are you talking about?" he said, looking at the people but they were puzzled. "This is your Yangcheng people."
Yangcheng people?
It is impossible to say that everyone in Yangcheng recognizes it, but it is impossible to see this kind of grace.
"This is the young master of Desheng Changfang." Soldier said.
The people suddenly lost their minds.
"The young master of the Fang family?" Some people still can't respond. "When is there a young master?"
"Not much." Soldier Ding said, "Isn't Fang Fang not a young master?"
The people were silent.
"Yeah, I remembered it. I said how to look a little familiar. I saw him when the 15th Lantern Festival was in the first month." One shouted.
"Yeah, but the younger brother of the Fang family is dying." Another citizen replied.
The soldiers shrugged.
"I can't cure it if I'm sick," he said, and some impatiently walked over. "What can be a big deal."
I can get cured if I am sick.
However, other diseases can be cured.
Fang Shaoye’s illness has been ill for ten years, and so many people have argued that it is not good.
What's the fuss?
The soldier only went out for two steps, and he heard a bang after him, scaring him to subconsciously hold the knife and turn to the alert.
What?
Is it going to hit the county?
But see these people fried the pot.
There is a run to the county, and there are also runs to other places.
"Let's see, the young master of Fang's family can walk."
"Come on, the young master of the Fang family is alive."
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The noise outside was passed into the county, and the officials standing outside the prison were slightly surprised. Fortunately, there was a follow-up in time and the young man came to the attention of everyone.
"I have seen the adults, the adults have worked hard." He said to the officials.
Although not as rude as the outsiders, the officials also looked at the young man with a bit of surprise.
Desheng Chang’s gossips are known to them more or less.
The men who died unexpectedly in succession, the curse of the great grandson, and the only man who survived this year for ten years.
This young man is not like living this year.
"The grassroots advanced to see the grandmother." Fang Chengyu said, and once again, the officials were prayed, and then they entered the prison.
Courtesy and thoughtful, not humble, no matter where it is like a waste of ten years.
Officials flashed amazement again, but many people frowned.
"However, why do the prestige adults want to do this?" said an official. "This kind of big case, and not to mention not taking the criminals, let the people at the party arbitrarily interrogate."
"Yeah, Li Changhong said that it is also an official body. Even if he commits another big crime, he will not be able to hear the trial of a merchant." Someone nodded.
"I heard that it is a revenge for more than ten years. How can I ask for it?" Some people understand.
"The deity is really compassionate to the public." Some people said meaningfully.
But in fact, the prefecture of Taiyuan is not such a person.
The people present were silent.
I don't know how much money Deshengchang Fangjia took.
Even the Taiyuan prefectural Taiyuan soldiers and horses were mobilized together.
No, not only Shanxi, but also the soldiers and horses on the other side of Henan.
Is this just what money can do? But if it is not money, what is it?
They are also very clear about the roots of the Fang family. Don’t say that the ancestors are up, even the current family has not yet been an official.
This is really incredible and people can't think of it.
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The cell was still dark and rancid, and the prisoners who had been detained were taken away. There was no silence and mourning, but it was quiet and more scary.
A bang.
The hair is not erected.
But a man in the cell who was caught by a chain was motionless, just like falling asleep.
The old lady’s hand was shot on the table, and the man stood up from the chair.
"Li Changhong, you can't say it!" She yelled. After all, she was old, and with strong emotional shock, she couldn't help but cough and her body shook.
Fang Yuxiu was busy reaching out to help her, the footsteps sounded, and another hand came out to help the old lady.
"Grandma, sit down, let me come."