Empress Chu

The young man stretched out his hand and picked the child up from the young master's arms. In this hug, he was the one who saved the child.

The young master didn't give up, closed his eyes and let go of his hand.

The young man held the child in his arms, shouted for a doctor, and hurried away——Xie's caravan did not bring only one doctor with him.

The doctor here continued to diagnose and treat the young master. Fortunately, except for some burns, there was nothing serious.

The steward who had been worried all this time breathed a sigh of relief, his voice was heavy and angry: "Young Master Yanlai, you have caused a big disaster by being drunk this time."

Xie Yanlai was lying on the ground. After the child was taken away, he seemed to be hollowed out. No matter how much the doctor cut off the remaining clothes, rinsed and applied medicine, he would not utter a sound despite the pain.

Hearing the steward's scolding, he pressed his face to the ground, opened his eyes slightly to take a look, and let out a hoarse smile: "Do you need my life to pay for the disaster? Take it."

Under the firelight, the manager's eyes were pitiful, and his voice was full of kindness: "It's a disaster and a crime. There is the third son. How can I give up the ninth son's life."

Chapter 54 Claims

The morning light enveloped the earth, the fire had dissipated, and the noise was louder than at night.

The wounded wailed, the survivors who lost their loved ones wept bitterly, and the people who came from all directions were shocked.

The government also came, and they were shocked when they saw this scene. Without checking, they could tell at a glance that the village was destroyed.

The local officials also came here in person, not because they cared more about the villagers, but because Queshan belongs to the Wei family property.

When the news came, it was said that Queshan was on fire.

The officials were taken aback. It was Mr. Wei's property. Mr. Wei loved the mountains, so he didn't live in Wei's mansion. He lived in the mountains every day. Maybe something happened to Mr. Wei.

The officials hurried over overnight.

It's okay, it's okay, it didn't happen to Mr. Wei.

"It's our fault." The steward of the Wei family said with a serious expression, "We couldn't put out the fire in time, and we couldn't save more people."

The official looked at the servants of the Wei family, all of them were in disarray, and there were quite a few injured, obviously caused by fire fighting.

The people around shouted, "Thanks to the Wei family for putting out the fire in time." "Otherwise, the fire would not know how big it is."

The officials also believed that the Wei family went all out to fight the fire. After all, it was next to Que Mountain. If the fire reached the mountain, Prince Wei would be furious.

"Why did it start a fire?" The official was puzzled and looked at the sky, "It's not the time for the sky to be dry and flammable."

He looked at the burned village, the inhuman corpses in the destroyed village, and the surviving but horrific wounded, heartbroken.

"This official has long said that this place is not easy to live in. He asked the villagers to move out, but he refused to listen. Otherwise, there would be no disaster today."

Having said that, the official's heart beat wildly again—there are ghosts and ghosts in this world.

Mr. Wei has always wanted to drive away the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Could it be that Mr. Wei ordered people to set fire to——

what to do?To ask or not to ask?

Ask, he will not end well if he fights against Wei Shi.

Don't ask, this kind of tragic event of a village being massacred in front of everyone, as a parent officer, he will not end well if he doesn't ask.

Just when the officials were still afraid to speak, a hoarse voice came from the crowd.

"Is the official here? Can I file a complaint?"

Hearing the sudden sound, everyone turned their heads and saw a car parked behind many servants of the Wei family.

At this time, the curtain of the car was lifted, and a young man appeared in sight.

The young master was only wearing his bottoms, his upper body was bare, his shoulders were wide and his waist was thin, his muscles were strong, and his white and handsome features made the noisy crowd instantly quiet.

Young master raised his phoenix eyes, full of hostility, and glanced at the official.

"Are you a local official?" He asked, without waiting for the official to answer, he said directly, "My goods are burned, and they are worth thousands of gold." Pointing to himself, "Also, I was also seriously injured. You, an official, must Give me an explanation."

Everyone looked at the young man's arm, which was blistered, red and swollen, and it looked scary.

……

……

Three doctors and four maidservants surrounded the young man, treating his scorching blisters in such a busy and chaotic manner that even the officials couldn't squeeze through.

"What do you mean, young master?" He could only ask loudly, "Do you know how this fire started?"

The young man raised his head and sneered: "I don't care how the fire started, I passed by here, and now I have lost goods and injured people, this is murder, these villagers—"

He pointed to the wailing wounded over there.

"To compensate me!"

Everyone was stunned. The official boasted that he had seen all kinds of evil deeds by villains, but this time his eyes were opened.

Isn't this handsome and outrageous young man heartless?

However, those who speak evil words and do evil things without realizing it must be of extraordinary background. How could ordinary people have this opportunity, and they were beaten to death the first time they opened their mouths.

The servant of Mr. Wei over there spoke.

"Mr. Xie, don't be annoyed. The eldest son said that he will compensate you well."

Thanks?The official's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Xie?

Mr. Xie didn't care about the overtures of Mr. Wei's servants, and laughed sarcastically: "My Xie family doesn't need Wei's compensation. My losses are heavy, but even if we lose so much, we won't blink. , This matter is not about property, but reason! Whoever destroys my property or hurts me will be punished!"

Mr. Wei's steward looked embarrassed: "My lord, look at these villagers, so many have died, and those who are still alive have been seriously injured. Passers-by can't bear to see them. You are benevolent and benevolent—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the young master who said he was seriously injured jumped out of the car, kicked his body sharply, and the steward who was talking flew out immediately, fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, unable to utter a word.

There were exclamations all around.

No one would have thought that this young and beautiful young master would hit someone as soon as he said it, and he was a servant of the Wei family.

The Wei family is a big family in Han County, and each county guard does not come to the official office first, but pays homage to the Wei family first.

This kid actually hit him as soon as he said it. Although he is a servant, he is also Wei's face.

What kind of murderer is this?

"My Dongyang Xie clan, my elder brother Xie Sangongzi, who in the world doesn't know his benevolence and benevolence, is it your Wei clan's turn to tell me about benevolence?" The young son sneered, his face full of rebellion, "You are also worthy!"

Hearing this curse, the steward of the Wei family vomited blood again and passed out.

The other servants of the Wei family were shocked and angry, and the servants of the Xie family were also at a loss.

"Young Master Yanlai." "Young Master, you can't do it!" When several stewards came out, some tried to dissuade the young Young Master, while others apologized to the servants of the Wei family.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

The officials and the public finally understood who this terrible son belonged to—the Dongyang Xie family, that was the mother family of the crown princess, and would be the mother family of the queen in the future.

This young son will be the uncle of the country in the future.

so arrogant——

"It's you! It's you who burned our village!"

In the chaos and silence, there was a child's voice screaming sharply. Hearing this, the servants of the Wei and Xie families were in a hurry, and the quiet people were restless.

A child about ten years old stumbled over from not far away, followed by a young servant.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense." The servant said anxiously, with a pleading expression, and fell to the ground with staggering steps while talking.

There was no wound on the child, but the young servant had a wound cloth wrapped around his arm, and more than half of his hair was burned.

The child couldn't bear to see him fall when he turned around.

"Brother Ah Cai, although you saved me, my neighbors and parents are all dead. I am grateful to you for saving my life, but I must avenge my revenge!" the child cried, and finally gritted his teeth and rushed to official.

The official was caught off guard and hugged his thigh. The child tried his best, but he couldn't get rid of it. He could only listen to the child's story.

Mr. Xie's family and his party escorted the goods and passed by here, staying in their village. The villagers kindly invited them to give up their houses, but this Mr. disliked the shabby houses of the villagers and insisted on sleeping outside.

As a result, they lit a bonfire, drank wine, and fell asleep. The fire ignited the wine barrel, and then ignited the stacked dry firewood and grain poles. The fire raged and spread across the entire village in an instant.

Everyone was sleeping in the dead of night, and when they found out, they couldn't escape. Oh, that young man, that young man was the first to find out that the fire was on fire, but he escaped to a safe place first, and then he was busy rescuing his goods. How can the villagers care? life and death.

"We kindly kept him overnight, but he caused the destruction of our village." The child cried and couldn't hold the official's leg, so he lay on the ground.

The officials didn't back away anymore, there was no need, and everyone knew the cause and effect under the eyes of everyone.

The wailing of the wounded was louder, and the people were no longer afraid of the young man's surname. The discussion became louder and their expressions were angry.

The servants of the Xie family couldn't help but surround the young master to prevent the angry crowd from attacking him.

No matter whether the young prince was listening to the child's cries or facing the anger of the people, his expression remained unchanged. He didn't even look at the child, but only spoke to the maids around him, blaming them for their heavy hands, which hurt when they applied the medicine. The wound: "I have seen a very powerful maid who rubs ointment on her young lady every day, and her young lady doesn't notice it at all."

The maids were not afraid of the young master's anger, so they said with a smile: "Young master should buy this maid." "No, please come here." "Well, if the young lady doesn't let you go, bring the young lady along with you."

The young master sneered: "That lady is a villain, I don't want it."

The maidservants all laughed and comforted the young master not to be afraid.

The children over there cried and complained about the destruction of the village, while the young masters and maidservants talked and laughed like flowers here. Even the officials were used to seeing the powerful and powerful, and they couldn't help being angry.

"Thank you, Young Master!" He shouted loudly, "Is this really the case?"

Only then did Mr. Xie take a look at him from the surrounding maidservants, and raised his phoenix eyes: "Nonsense, why do you say it's me?"

The child got up from the ground, his eyes were bloodshot: "I saw it!"

The children in the mountain village, seeing the handsome and heroic young master, couldn't help but watch curiously.

At that time, he was holding a straw grasshopper in his hand. When the young man saw it, there was a smile in his eyes. The smile was so beautiful, but also a little sad.

He could tell that the young master liked the grasshopper very much, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to give it to the young master.

But the young man suddenly changed his face, and told him to get out, get away, and don't come close.

A very disgusted look.

He was frightened, dropped the grasshopper and ran away.

But he still couldn't help hiding in the distance and watching secretly.

The child shouted: "I see, you let people light a bonfire, and let people bring wine, and you start drinking, and pour the wine into the bonfire!"

The bonfire is getting brighter and brighter, and more and more wine is being sent, until people are drunk, until the bonfire ignites around——

"It was you who harmed us." The child grabbed the ground with his fingers bleeding, "If you hadn't passed by us, if you hadn't stayed in our village, if you hadn't been drinking and having fun, if you hadn't—"

He won't lose his parents, he won't lose his homeland, his life will be gone overnight.

He jumped up from the ground, took out the hidden knife from his pocket, and rushed at the young man.

"I am going to kill you!"

Chapter 55 The villain

This small knife can be used for daily play, but not for killing people.

What's more, this child can't get close to Mr. Xie's family at all.

He got up and ran two steps before he was stopped by servants of Xie's family and Wei's family. The young servant who had saved him before also rushed over and hugged him.

The child screamed crazily and stabbed randomly with a knife.

The young servant ignored the stab wounds on his arms and face, and hugged him tightly: "All of this was an accident. I will make amends for you, my son, and pay for the lives of your parents and villagers."

The child couldn't break free, seeing the blood on the young servant's stabbed face and arms, thinking that someone rescued him from the fire regardless of danger, how terrified he was when he woke up, and how much he relied on this person——

This person is just a servant, he didn't obey the young master's order to grab the goods, but rescued people, so the young master didn't like it, and he didn't give him any treatment for his injuries.

He and he are poor people.

The child stopped, embraced the young servant and cried loudly.

The surrounding people also wept.

The young man surrounded by maidservants looked cold and sneered, "It's ridiculous, how can you blame me, it can only blame you, who let you live where I pass by?"

Although the onlookers already knew how cruel this young nobleman was, they were shocked again when they heard this sentence.

"If you hadn't lived here, there wouldn't have been dry firewood poles, there wouldn't have been a fire, and my cargo wouldn't have been burned, causing me to be seriously injured!"

The son's face is as beautiful as a stone statue, and his heart is also a stone.

No, the stone statue is not a person and has no heart!The official was shocked, and the anger that had long been smoothed out by the world came out——