I want to be a grandson

Chapter 65 I Want to Kill!
The next day, the black smoke over the burned village on the Qinhuai River gradually dissipated, all the wood was burned to ashes, and there were no more fireworks.

Next to the village is their ancestral grave. At this time, the young and strong men are digging the cemetery with hoes. Several people who were burned to death and beaten to death in the village need to be buried.

But this funeral is destined to be very simple, there is not even a thin-skinned coffin, and even the straw mats cannot be found, so the corpse can only be placed on the cut grass and then covered with grass.

Zhu Yunxi asked the elders in the village, "Old man, is it too urgent to bury the folks now?"

Now the common people don't even have a home, and the deceased just died so aggrieved and useless, without revenge, and the government didn't give an explanation, just buried like this?

Will they rest in peace?

The old man looked at the front with sad eyes, "This is the ancestral tomb of our village, buried for several generations... Now that they are buried, they can still enter the ancestral tomb, and there is still a chance to be buried in the soil..."

Zhu Yunxi didn't say anything more, and everything he said now was powerless.

Grab the hoe, jump into the grave, and swing the hoe vigorously to dig through the hard ground.

Every time the hoe was swung down, it was so powerful and steady, without righteous indignation or gnashing of teeth.

Zhu Yunxi seemed very calm, as calm as a deep pool without any ripples.

It seemed that all he was concentrating on was only knowing how to shake his head, only knowing how to clean up the dirt, and only knowing how to plan the hole deep and level, so as not to trap the dead...

On his face, he could not see any sadness, nor any depression, let alone the slightest anger. If it weren't for the silently crying people around him, he would even feel that he was working like a robot.

No emotion can be seen.

After a while, blood bubbles appeared on Zhu Yunxi's hands, and he continued to wave the hoe as if he didn't notice it at all.

Then the blood bubble burst and blood flowed out, covering the palm of the hand and the handle of the hoe.

After the pit was dug, the old man organized the young and strong to carry the cold corpses into the grave, and then covered them with grass.

Soil was shoveled, covered, filled, shoveled again, covered and filled again, piles of soil were filled in, and grave mounds were erected one by one.

"Hey, we have to bury people here. It's strange, it's really strange! In a few days, all your ancestral graves will be dug up, and it will take up space here!"

The housekeeper of the Marquis of Linchuan who left yesterday came again with dozens of servants and thugs, and shouted: "If you are sensible, get out of here quickly, dig out the corpse and get out together! Otherwise, when the time comes...hehe... Even you have to be buried here!"

"Don't be ignorant of flattery! Our master doesn't have that much patience! Don't even think about working hard, your lives are worthless! You have to think about your wives and children... Hehehe..."

Tie Xuan was about to speak angrily, but Zhu Yunxi waved his hand to block him.

He said calmly: "Go back, if you come to reclaim the land tomorrow, then this land will be yours."

The people looked at him and didn't speak.

Whoever decides now, the outcome is still the same.

Hearing this, the butler said with a smile on his face: "Why, boy, do you want to stand up for them? Hahaha... You have to weigh your weight too. Don't be uncomfortable. If you hurt the family, you can't bear it." !"

Zhu Yunxi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but just said: "If you can come tomorrow, the land is yours, as I said."

The steward also knows that the persecution is gradual, and he is not in a hurry to use it anyway, so he is not in a hurry at all.

Besides, if the land can be successfully taken down tomorrow, the time will be shortened instead. Wouldn't this be a good thing?
As for the accident, the steward didn't believe that someone could do it!

That's the Marquis of Daming, the godson of the great general, and there are several generals involved in this matter!

Even if this boy is passionate and wants to take care of him, he still has to ask his family for instructions and use the family's network resources.

Children will be passionate, adults will only calculate benefits.

Who is willing to offend a marquis, offend nobles?

So the butler expected that even if this person had some old relatives in his family, he would still be more powerful than Lord Hou?Can you still bet on the fate of the family and meddle in their own business?
So the housekeeper said with a smile on his face: "Okay! Then I will come to collect the land tomorrow!" Then he said to the people: "I said why don't you get out, it turns out that someone came out for you, okay! I will let you know what It's called despair! Go!"

The butler shouted, leading the people to laugh and curse and walk away.

Seeing them leaving, the villagers looked at Zhu Yun and the others with complicated eyes, shook their heads with dim eyes, and left one after another.

The elders in the village walked up to Zhu Yuntong and said, "Thank you for your generosity, but they are too powerful to be offended. Forget it, don't worry about us."

Zhu Yunxi gave him a firm look, and said, "You don't have to worry, I have my own concerns."

"Oh... If you get implicated, we can't bear it."

Zhu Yunxi said: "Please go back, it's cool here."

The elder sighed, shook his head, and left helplessly.

Zhu Yunxi walked to the Qinhuai River, looking at the sparkling water, his eyes were full of complicated emotions.

Seeing that the blood bubbles on his hands had burst, Li Fu and Wang Zhong hurriedly took out the golden sore medicine from the carriage and bandaged his palms. Seeing His Highness like this, they felt very heartbroken.

After a long time, Zhu Yun turned around, and the first thing he said was: "Qi Tai, have you ever killed someone?"

Qi Tai suddenly woke up from the sad atmosphere, knelt down on his knees and said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty just announced yesterday that he will choose a crown prince from the East Palace. At this time, there must be no mistakes. A small indifference will lead to a big conspiracy. Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, please hold back for the time being. When Your Highness ascends to the Ninth Five-Year Honor, it will be easy to kill evil thieves. At this time, you must not be impulsive. I beg Your Highness!"

After Li Fu and Wang Zhong heard what he said, he knew that His Highness was going to kill someone, so it must not be a few small fish and shrimp!

So they also knelt down, cried bitterly and advised: "Your Highness, please think twice! Your Highness can't make a single mistake at such a critical time. What's wrong with being caught by someone? I'm begging Your Highness!"

"Yes, Your Highness, please bear with me. If you are so angry that you kill your slaves, you must not tell the truth! You are the prince's son, and today you can redress the grievances of these hundreds of people, but only Only by inheriting the throne can you avenge the grievances of thousands of people in the world..."

Qi Tai said again: "Your Highness, just listen to my advice. Don't act impulsively. Your Highness can urge the government to handle the case if you want to appeal, or you can report it directly to His Majesty. Please Your Majesty uphold justice."

"You must not kill someone privately. This will break the law of the Ming Dynasty. If you are caught, you will definitely be attacked by civil servants. At that time, it will be difficult to obtain the throne. Please think twice, Your Highness!"

　I have a bad cold today, dizziness, brain swelling, sore throat, speechless, and I have to type, please support me in various ways, thank you, love,
　　
　
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