Yang Ruoqing asked Zhang San and his men not to return home tonight.

If they were allowed to stay in the tents on the grassland tonight, not only would they be more and more scared on the way back, but when they return, they would alarm the other family members, relatives and friends in the tents. Once they talk about this, they might not be able to sleep. The grassland and the whole village would be in turmoil tonight.

It will also alarm Huansheng and his family.

So Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang discussed it and decided to take Zhang San and the others to the Luo family.

The Luo family has many guest rooms, and the beds and beddings in the rooms are all ready-made. In addition, one of the guest rooms even has a large bunk bed, which is just right for accommodating them.

In addition, in order to prevent the scene from being maliciously damaged, Luo Fengtang also dispatched his guards to secretly watch Huansheng's yard.

In addition to these, he also summoned back the Saker Falcon, which perched on the old maple tree and kept watch.

Luo family.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang brought the trembling Zhang San and others to the guest room. The room was brightly lit and bedding was laid on the big bunk bed.

Luo Fengtang said to Zhang San and the others, "Don't panic, brothers. Just stay here tonight and go home tomorrow."

Zhang San and his friends were extremely scared along the way, so they huddled together and followed Luo Fengtang and the others to Luo's house.

At this time, they entered the brightly lit guest room with closed doors and windows. The floor, the bed, and the table were filled with dry things. Immediately, the light and warmth dispelled their panic. There were also five or six brothers, all of them were young and strong men, and there was also the great general Luo Fengtang who was here to keep order. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing asked Aunt Rong to bring a few bowls of hot chicken soup with noodles and poached eggs in it.

"We are all tired and hungry after a night of sleep. Let's have a bowl of chicken noodle soup, soak our feet in hot water and go to bed early."

Zhang San and his friends were very grateful when they saw such good treatment.

Zhang San asked Yang Ruoqing: "What about tomorrow..."

"You don't need to worry about what happens next. Huansheng killed his father. This matter must be discussed with their clan members and several village elders."

Although killing someone means paying with one's life, this is clearly written in black and white in the laws of Da Qi.

However, the law is the law, and clan rules and village rules of each village should also be taken into consideration.

Some things will not even alarm the government, and the criminals can be dealt with according to the rules of the clan and the village.

The most common situation is that whoever steals someone else's q will be thrown into a pig cage.

Of course, in Changping Village, things were not so horrifying and cruel, but such things did happen in other places.

Let’s talk about Huansheng’s patricide. According to the law, no matter what the reason was, Huansheng should be reported to the authorities and beheaded to pay for his father’s life.

However, if this matter happened in Changping Village, the people of Huansheng's clan would have to be informed first, and then everyone would judge the case together. The village elders and the head of the village would have to be present.

The villagers watched.

Everyone should first understand clearly why Huansheng killed his father!

  If he had evil intentions and felt that his old father was a burden because he was old, so he killed his old father, then this is an unforgivable crime and he is worse than an animal. We must report him to the authorities and have him arrested. Whether he should be killed with a thousand swords or beheaded is all up to the government!

If there are other reasons or difficulties, they should also be considered accordingly.

After all, Huansheng is the head of the family. Without him, his son Xiaofu will not be able to support the family.

So we will start the trial tomorrow. The law is strict and there is no loophole, but the law is also subject to human feelings.

……

After a sleepless night, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang both got up at the same time as the sun rose.

"Qing'er, can you sleep a little longer?"

"Tang Yazi, do you think I can sleep in this situation?"

Luo Fengtang smiled bitterly.

Indeed, after searching for so long, the truth has finally come to light, but it is still accompanied by a bunch of mysteries, which really makes people unable to sleep.

"Would you like to invite Taoist Master Yuan to come over and take a look?" Luo Fengtang sought Yang Ruoqing's opinion.

Yang Ruoqing said without hesitation: "Of course, he must be, he is a master of cultivation."

The title "Sir" is not only used for scholars and teachers.

The title "Mr." can also be used to describe the best in other industries or fields. In the Taoist profession, the title "Mr." is also a respectful title for those who practice Taoism.

As for Taoist Master Yuan, although Yang Ruoqing was not sure about his exact level of cultivation, he often helped the villagers in the surrounding villages to look at feng shui, choose auspicious dates, and search for feng shui sites for both houses and graves.

During festivals, he would use cinnabar, black dog blood and other things to draw some talismans to ward off evil spirits and protect the house in advance, and then give them to pilgrims who went to the Taoist temple to burn incense.

It can be said that Master Yuan has done a lot to benefit the village and help it solve problems.

He deserves to be called sir.

It was already light before breakfast, but the sun had not yet fully risen.

The village, which had been somewhat depressed and deserted since the flood, suddenly became lively early this morning!

The news spread very quickly among the villagers. Men, women, young and old, stayed up all night and came to the village entrance, surrounding Huansheng's house.

If Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had not made arrangements in advance and sent guards to guard the area and set up a cordon, I'm afraid that these villagers who came to see the strangeness would have rushed into Huansheng's house to watch the fun...

At this moment, the courtyard of Huansheng's house was guarded by the guards sent by Luo Fengtang. These guards had swords in their hands, and the villagers did not dare to act rashly.

It was not until Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing and others came with Yang Huazhong, several village elders, and an uncle and two uncles from Huansheng's family that the guards made way for them.

Other villagers who wanted to come in to watch the fun, including Old Yang, were kept outside.

"We can go in to give them courage. With more people, the yang energy is stronger, so they won't be afraid." This was the excuse that Old Yang and the others used to negotiate with the guards in a nice way.

But the guards were like ice sculptures and did not respond to the words and requests of Old Yang and the others.

Old Yang and his men had no choice but to retreat and wait outside.

There are all kinds of speculations out there, each one more terrifying than the other.

In Huansheng's house, everyone now entered the old man's house.

Yang Ruoqing said to everyone, "Everyone just stand at this door and watch. Don't come forward. I'm afraid you will be scared."

The old man's two brothers had been wiping tears all the way here, feeling extremely sad. They were just about to rush forward to see their brother's body, but when they heard Yang Ruoqing's words, they were all stunned.

One of them was a little unhappy and said, "We are brothers. Even if we are rotten to pieces, there is no reason to be afraid."

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she knew that they probably didn't know the specific situation yet, so she nodded, "Okay, as long as you can keep it stable, Tang, lift the mat!" (End of this chapter)

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