Lord of the Desert

Chapter 280 Killing Mr. Ye

On the same day, two hours later.

To the south of Xijing City, on the banks of Yao River, is Shuyin Wharf.

In the gourd-shaped river bend, there is a large sand cargo ship leaning alone.

The boat has a straight bottom, three layers, upper, middle and lower, and is twelve feet long. It is lying in the harbor like a diligent and honest beast of burden.

With favorable winds and currents, the ship can travel fifty miles per hour.

On the river bank, the three members of the Ao family stood speechless.

As they watched, with the help of the moonlight and the few braziers, Lifu moved goods up and down like ants.

The quantity is not too much, but the variety is very diverse.

Two or three boxes of money, more than a dozen baskets of books, and more weapons and martial arts elixirs of different regulations.

Half a month ago, these things began to be transported out of the city in bulk in batches.

This is also the reason why Ao Fuwei took so long to deal with it after receiving the order.

They are the most valuable part of the Fubo Gang. Why did they come in the past and why are they gone now.

It's a pity that everyone in the gang, from the leader to the minions, don't know that the chief helm has become an empty nest.

After another half an hour, the warriors withdrew.

Half a moment later, everything was ready.

The captain of the ship bowed and leaned in front of Ao Fuwei.

"Gang leader, everything is ready. You can unmoor and raise the sail at any time."

The latter nodded and turned to look at his daughter.

Ao Zhixian was also looking at him with a calm expression.

"Wait a minute."

Ao Zhiji advised.

Ao Fuwei nodded.

The waves beat rhythmically against the river bank.

Before midnight, Ao Zhixian raised his head and only looked at Jiang Yue.

After a while, she couldn't help but look outside.

Another quarter of an hour passed in this back and forth, but there was still no sign of anyone.

Ao Fuwei raised his hands indifferently.

"I can't wait any longer, let's go."

He took steps.

"There's no way he won't come."

Ao Zhixian's stubborn voice came from behind.

"Everyone has their own aspirations."

Ao Fuwei stopped and replied.

"You two are just here to collect gifts."

He saw his daughter clenching her fists and trembling all over.

"He has relied on the gang to get to where he is today; without me, he would just be the young master of the Su family..."

Ao Zhixian's voice also trembled, light and sharp, like a string cut into flesh.

"Xiao Yu'er, there is no Fubo Clan anymore."

Ao Zhiji sighed.

"We moved the Tiqi. In a few days, we might end up on the bad list and become a street rat..."

"They may not be able to find out!"

Ao Zhixian screamed in a very low voice.

"Do not."

It was Ao Fuwei who interrupted her.

"They will definitely find out."

He turned around and said in a determined tone.

Ao Zhixian did not dare to refute his words.

"Dad, maybe there is something delayed."

She had to beg.

"I will go to the Su Mansion to look for him now, and he will never dare to disobey me for half an hour at most..."

Then she got a slap on the face.

The snapping sound spread very far in the silence, and even floated to the other side of the Yao River on the wind.

Ao Zhixian's troubled face dispersed, and his gaze became lost.

"You look too high on yourself."

She heard her father say.

As for the condescending cold gaze, it was not like looking at her daughter, but like looking at the price that could be sacrificed for something greater.

Following his father and brother, Ao Zhixian got on the boat without saying a word.

The sail is raised.The boat left the shore.

Ao Zhixian stood at the stern of the boat, taking one last distant look at Xijing City under the moonlight.

At this moment, she loved her fiancé as never before, so much so that she firmly believed that something had delayed him tonight.

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Five days later, the 22nd day of the first lunar month.

The temperature in Xijing City hovers around freezing point.

Less than half of the snow has melted away, and the rest has been trampled by many pedestrians and turned into a pool of filth.

The first lunar month has not yet passed, so Aunt Liu and the others must have just left Jinhai.

However, Hongpan and his men returned first yesterday with their fast horses and light cavalry. They were surprised to hear about Zhan Yuanzi's affairs and hurriedly hired some new servants for their nephew to support the Asahi Mansion first.

Like the previous days, Hong Fan left the door at 10:30 a.m., and at walking speed, he could arrive at the Xijing City Panyamen during the lunch break.

Today, Jiang Lechi took the initiative to wait for him outside the door.

"Master Hong, I think it's almost time for you to arrive."

He said, his expression less solemn than the previous few days.

The two of them sat down at a restaurant in the alley next door and ordered some home-cooked dishes.

Food came quickly.

"Captain Jiang, is there any progress in the case?"

Hong Fan started with this sentence as usual.

Jiang Lechi shook his head first, and when he saw the other party sighing, he hurriedly said: "But things may have taken a turn for the better."

"Please also ask the head catcher to teach me!"

Hong Fan raised his eyes.

"I only found out this morning that Mr. Zhan Ye happens to be on errands in Qinghuai City, which is more than a hundred miles north of Xijing."

Jiang Lechi said in a low voice.

"We, Zhu Yingcha, were old friends with Mr. Zhan Ye when we were in the capital."

"The case department of the Asahi Mansion was already concerned, and your department was busy with the matter, so after getting the news, Zhu Yingcha decided to go and ask Mr. Zhan Ye personally."

Hong Fan was confused.

"Who is this Lord Zhan Ye?"

He asked, not expecting much in his heart.

Zhan Yuanzi's body has been returned and may be buried in a few days. The crime scene in Asahi Mansion has been mostly destroyed after the snow melted.

In this case, there was not a single witness.

"He is the 'judge' of the Ministry of Punishment. His real name is Ye Zhan. Although he has no actual position in the Three Laws Division, the imperial court specifically granted him the official title of fourth-grade Zhongxian doctor. We all respectfully call him 'Zhan Ye Gong' in our profession."

Jiang Lechi replied.

"He is in charge of the fate of fate, and he is the same star king as you, the young master. I thought you must know."

Hong Fan was stunned.

When he was in court in Jinhai for the murder case at Jiaotong Hall, he had heard that Zhongguan had mentioned the names of several star kings from the Three Dharma Divisions.

"Can he do something about our case?"

Hong Fan's voice became urgent.

"More than just a way? Judge is a position held by the underworld in legend, and ordinary people cannot take it!"

Jiang Lechi's voice was full of admiration.

"Gong Zhan Ye has been to Xijing twice, and I have seen his methods with my own eyes."

"Destiny can interpret causes and see through the past, but it only needs a medium."

"For example, the Lingshu Sword in this case, the roof beam where the assassin was hiding, the pierced wooden pillar, and even the courtyard..."

"With the magical power, the situation at that time can be reproduced, and the right and wrong can be clearly seen!"

When Hong Fan heard this, hope surged in his heart.

"With such magical powers, it is so easy to solve the case. Why didn't the arrester tell me earlier?"

He couldn't help but complain.

"It's not that I didn't tell you, it's just that Mr. Sansi Xing is really hard to find."

Jiang Lechi smiled bitterly.

"The cases that can be handled by Zhan Yegong are all major cases, and they need to be reported to the Procuratorate of each state and then approved by the Ministry of Punishment - some cases are scheduled on an annual basis."

"This time he happens to be near Xijing, so we hope to invite him. Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take for the Asahi Prefecture case to be assigned to him."

"I can only say that this time it was such a coincidence..."

Jiang Lechi said while eating.

He was quick with his hands and quick with his mouth, and quickly finished most of the braised beef.

Hong Fan was a little stunned.

What the other party said just now, "What a coincidence" touched him inexplicably.

But when I thought about it further, I found nothing.

When he came to his senses, he saw that all the meat on the table had been wiped out by Jiang Lechi, leaving only some green leafy vegetables.

(End of this chapter)