Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 512 Overturning the verdict!

The first thing Dong Niang did when she got up was to check if there were any bruises on her thighs or buttocks, or if there were any strawberry marks on her neck from being sucked. But when she found that nothing had happened, she even felt a little dissatisfied...

After she washed and dressed herself up and went out, she found Xia Lin sitting under an osmanthus tree, making tea and playing chess with a stranger. Both of them looked tense, and it seemed as if the decisive moment had come.

"I'm up."

Dong Niang called out, but Xia Lin raised his hand and said without turning his head, "Go eat something by yourself. An Zi and I have reached the decisive moment. It's either him or me."

An Zi was also concentrating at this moment, staring at the chessboard like a tiger. In fact, it was rare to see such oppressive force in a professional civil servant, which showed that An Zi was in a state of complete liberation. He was probably in the complete state of those gentle and elegant officials in history books after experiencing life and death difficulties and the destruction of the country.

"Anzi, have you ever thought about leading troops?"

Xia Lin suddenly blurted out something that made An Zi speechless.

"Me? No." An Zi still said in his usual calm tone: "I haven't come into contact with it."

"You are simply a natural born general." Xia Lin continued to pester: "Hey, you know, the rules of Go have changed today. Whoever connects five pieces first can win the whole game."

"So are you still planning to jump over and go straight to checkmate?"

Seeing that An Zi was not fooled, Xia Lin continued to talk nonsense: "Really? If you don't believe me, go ask. There are new rules in Go today. Shitou told me this this morning."

"Do not believe."

It was really hard to fool An Zi, but Xia Lin didn't have the patience to play a whole game with him. After all, even if he played with the help of AI, it would take at least four or five hours to make An Zi give up. It was too tiring, so Xia Lin simply pointed at the chessboard and said, "Oh! You have connected five pieces. I lose."

An Zi looked up at him blankly: "If you don't want to play anymore, just say so."

"It's not that I don't want to play anymore, but I can't ignore my Dong Niang for too long. Right, Dong Niang? Dong Niang?"

Xia Lin turned around to look for Dong Niang, but found that she was sitting next to him eating a cake with a bowl of soy milk in her hand, and had no time to pay attention to him.

After she had finally finished eating, Xia Lin called Dong Niang over and said, "This is Lord An from the Dali Temple, the protector of the laws of the Wei Dynasty and the most powerful mage at the moment. He is now trying to investigate the murder of the former Minister Feng and his family of more than 40 people. You need to explain the situation to him."

Dong Niang, who was usually calm, suddenly trembled. She looked at Xia Lin in panic. After all, although she disliked him, she got her sense of security from this guy over the years. When she encountered something that she could not control, she would instinctively seek Xia Lin's help.

"Go on." Xia Lin grabbed her hand and pulled her to his side: "I'm here, no one dares to touch you."

At this moment, the memories that had been forgotten suddenly came flooding back like a spring.

The sound of the clappers at midnight was dispersed by the heavy rain. Grandpa dipped his wolf-hair brush in ink and drew dark clouds on the rice paper. Thunder suddenly sounded outside the window, and his hand trembled. The tip of the pen was suspended above the four words "Southern Tour of Grain Road". The ink beads rolled down the pen and stained the gold line on the edge of the secret report.

"Master!" The housekeeper pushed open the study door, bringing in a storm. "General Li, who is on duty at the east gate of Luoyang, sent me an urgent letter saying that he saw Prime Minister Gao's men heading towards the Xuanwu Guard camp!"

The copper lampstand fell down with a thud, and veins popped up on the back of Grandpa's hand as he grabbed the edge of the table. Three days ago, His Majesty's secret letter mentioned the strangeness of the Jiangnan grain transport, and today the Censorate reported him for privately transferring military rations. Suddenly, a fire snake swam outside the window, and the black iron armor of the Jinwu Guards broke through the rain curtain, surrounding the entire Shangshu Mansion like an iron barrel.

"The imperial edict arrives——"

The sharp sound of the imperial decree pierced the rain curtain. Grandpa stared at the jade shaft that rolled to his feet. He held his younger self in his arms. The four cinnabar characters on the bright yellow silk were still dripping with blood. The commander's boots rolled over the documents on the ground. He used a scimitar to pry open the secret compartment behind the antique shelf. The wax-sealed evidence was about to come out under the torch.

That night, my parents, uncles and aunts were all arrested, and my fourteen-year-old sister was taken away and raped. The cold winter rain could not cover up my sister's screams and wails in the rain.

When she recalled the terrifying moment, Dong Niang could only tightly grasp Xia Lin's clothes with both hands, and she couldn't make a single sound.

"Don't be afraid, Dong Niang."

Xia Lin opened his arms and hugged Dong Niang. At this moment, Dong Niang no longer had any thoughts of not marrying her or touching her. Xia Lin's arms were like drifting wood bobbing up and down in the sea of ​​bitter memories, becoming her only support and barrier.

"Let's not talk about it anymore." Xia Lin gently stroked Dong Niang's back: "Be good."

But Dong Niang, trembling all over, sat up stubbornly and continued to describe what she remembered.

She described in detail the scene from the day she was arrested to the investigation and exile, as well as the ambush on the road where she was the only one in her family who survived.

Xia Lin could actually understand Dong Niang's current fear. This might not be a thrilling story in the eyes of others, but for Dong Niang, she lost her parents, uncles, brothers and sisters in this story. Their warm blood flowed from her head and finally turned cold. The originally living people slowly lost their lives beside her and turned into stone-like corpses in the winter.

This would be a lifelong shadow that would linger on anyone. Dong Niang survived, and she should thank God.

After she finished speaking, she took out a turquoise seal with trembling hands. This was the famous seal of Minister Feng back then, and it was probably the only thing that could prove Dong Niang's identity.

"This case is difficult to investigate." Xia Lin laughed after hearing this: "The people who handled the case back then are probably no longer around now."

"No." An Zi held the seal of Master Feng in his hand: "I will make him show his true colors. There is no wall that is impenetrable! There is no paper that can cover fire! Not to mention ten years, even a hundred years, a thousand years, what is true will always be true." "Then where do you plan to start the investigation?"

Xia Lin's question made An Zi silent for a moment, then he raised his head and said, "Let's start with the people who investigated the case back then. I couldn't have left any of them behind. I will unravel the mystery layer by layer, and eventually I will be able to clear the fog."

"But Anzi, these are just small fry. The people who handled this case back then are now high-ranking officials in the court. What are you going to do?"

"I'm not afraid of death." An Zi raised his head: "I just ask you, Xia Daosheng, to take care of my wife and children."

"Let's entrust my wife and son to him." Xia Lin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Xia Lin stood up and walked to the door: "Shi Tou, come here."

"Brother-in-law, please tell me what you want to say."

"Go and call Luo Shixin over."

"Okay, let's go now."

Xia Lin is a good person and he can coax the guards here into obeying him completely. Except for him, everyone else is much freer here than outside.

Returning again, Xia Lin sat down: "I will arrange for your family to leave the capital."

An Zi bowed to Xia Lin and said, "Okay, the rest is the business of the Legalists. Please don't interfere, Lord Xia."

"Understand."

In fact, Xia Lin wanted to intervene, but Anzi repeatedly told Xia Lin not to interfere in this matter. He also made it very clear that this was a battle for the Legalists to rectify their reputation. Over the years, the boundary between power and law has become increasingly blurred. If Anzi does not stand up this time, sooner or later power will be law and law will be power.

This is a shame for Anzi and also a shame for all the legalists in the world!

Since the pre-Qin period, there has been no shortage of tough guys among the various schools of thought, and the Legalists are the toughest of them. Now is the time to let the world know that the Legalists’ flag has not fallen and their tower is still standing!
"Please step aside for a moment." An Zi suddenly said to Xia Lin, "I want to ask this girl a question alone."

"No, she's about to collapse..."

Before Xia Lin could finish his words, Dong Niang pinched his mouth and said, "I'm fine, please step aside."

"Oh……"

Xia Lin stood up and walked away with a shaky face. After all, he was still a little afraid of Dong Niang. Other girls beat people with fancy moves, but Dong Niang could strike them with seventeen blows, each time drawing blood, but only causing minor injuries. He couldn't afford to offend her...

He had nothing to do now, so he went back to the front yard and continued digging that damn hole. He didn't know what the hole was for, but he just dug it out first.

After digging for a while, Luo Shixin came. He didn't care about anything else and just climbed over the railing and came in: "Marshal, you called me."

"Yes." Xia Lin sat down on the ground. "Go back later and take all of Lord An Mus' family to Fuliang, and assign 50 people to protect them along the way. If anything happens to their family, I will hold you responsible."

"Understood!" Luo Shixin agreed and then asked curiously, "That's all?"

"What else do you want?"

"No, no... Hehe."

Seeing him like this, Xia Lin rolled his eyes and said, "I know, I know. You are such a fool. When you escort them back, the makeshift team will be under your command. Then you can bring that Taoist priest Yuan Benchu ​​with you as an aide. He is smart, so ask him more questions if you have any questions."

"Thank you, sir!"

Luo Shixin jumped up from the spot, knelt in front of Xia Lin, and kowtowed three times: "Now I, Luo, have soldiers under my command!"

"How many times have I told you? If you kneel again, you'll go back to farming." Xia Lin scolded, "By the way, these people are not easy to lead. Think carefully about how to coordinate them on your way back and forth. We will also have our own big data center in the future."

"Big... what?"

"It's the spy network!" Xia Lin frowned. "These people from all walks of life are very useful. If you don't know how to use your brain, then Benchu ​​will use your brain for you. I'm telling you, don't give me any ideas."

"Understood, Marshal. I'll be on my way now. The sooner I leave, the sooner I'll be back!"

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)