Aojiao Wangye's palm treasure

Chapter 827

She is just an ordinary peasant woman, if she was not too sad during the day, she would not have the courage to report to the county government.

She thought that it was the bad guys who did it, and she could rely on the power of the government to avenge her family, but now the entire Giethoorn Village has been wiped out, and the people who wiped out Giethoorn Village are from Xiliang. How can she, an ordinary peasant woman, do it for her family? Justice.

The woman now only feels full of despair. As a woman, but unable to avenge her parents, she is nothing but despair.

"My sister-in-law, don't despair, Prince Xian, I will definitely avenge the villagers of Yangjiao Village." Hearing the woman's desperate cry, the county magistrate reassured her.

"Really?" Hearing the words Prince Xian, hope was rekindled in the woman's eyes.

She has heard about Prince Xian that whenever there are foreign enemies invading, Prince Xian will definitely lead the troops in person and win every battle.

"Xiliang destroyed my entire village, it's really deceitful. Prince Xian will definitely seek justice for the villagers in Yangjiao Village who were killed by Xiliang." The magistrate's answer was very firm.

"When will Prince Xian arrive?" the woman asked expectantly.

"It should be only these two days." The county magistrate replied, if the jade pendant really belonged to Xiliang, with Prince Xian's temperament of loving the people like a son, it will arrive tomorrow.

There were more than 60 corpses, only a dozen or so people were resettled, and it was close to midnight when all the corpses were placed in the ancestral hall of Giethoorn Village.

The county magistrate looked at the rankings in the ancestral hall and murmured: "You must protect Prince Xian."

When he saw those small corpses, the county magistrate was furious, but at the same time, deep in his heart, there was a deep sorrow. These Xiliang people are simply inhumane, even such a small child will not be spared.

"My lord, what shall we do next?" After confirming that all the corpses had been placed, the master asked the county magistrate again.

"Let's wait here for the prince to come." Seeing a long bench next to him, the county magistrate went over and sat down.

"My lord, it's very late now, why don't we leave a few people here to guard, and you go back to the yamen to rest first?" The master suggested.

"I'm going to stay here and not go anywhere." The county magistrate looked at the villagers who had been killed so early in front of him and said firmly.

He was their parental officer, and he failed to protect them well, and it was very wrong to let them die in vain.

Yangjiao Village is far away from the county seat, and it would take a lot of time for him to go back and forth, so it would be better to wait here for the prince to come, and arrange the corpses of these villagers before leaving.

"Yes, my lord." Knowing that the county magistrate has an uncompromising temperament, the master can only let him go.

Thinking that although this place is remote, it is also a village here, so it is no problem to fill your stomach.

Now that he has decided to stay, the master will go to arrange the vigil for tonight.

Just as the master was arranging the night watch, he suddenly heard a terrified cry of help: "Help—help—"

The master listened carefully, and found that the voice came from the direction of the village entrance, and immediately rushed over with two yamen servants. By the light of the torch, the master saw a dark-skinned man in bunt running towards them with a look of fear. Come here, look back while running, really thinking that there is something terrible chasing him behind him.

Turning around and seeing the three masters, as if they saw a life-saving straw, they quickened their pace and ran towards them, shouting as they ran: "Guan Ye, help--I killed someone--help money--"

Hearing this sentence, the master and the two yamen servants looked at each other ten thousand times, then quickly ran towards the man, stopped two steps away from the man, the master asked in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly, who killed the man? "

(End of this chapter)