Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Mrs. Ma bowed Yingying and raised her head, with faint traces of tears visible on her delicate and smooth face. The thin and thin body is like a lotus residue after the rain, and cannot bear the cool breeze. The sad and sad expression makes people feel sympathy for the widow who lost her husband at the first sight.

Everyone present nodded slightly or stood up to return the salute to show respect for the innocent widow in front of them.

Mrs. Ma slowly spoke: "Unfortunately, my husband passed away. The little girl can only blame herself for her misfortune. She is even more sad that her husband did not leave a son and a half to carry on the Ma family's legacy." Although she spoke very low, her voice was clear and crisp. Word after word passed into everyone's ears, and it was very pleasant to hear.

When she said this, there was a slight sob in her words, and she was sobbing slightly. Countless heroes in the apricot forest feel sad in their hearts.

Quan Guanqing lowered his head and cursed in his mind: "This little bitch, it's quite the same thing when you're just putting on airs!"

Just listen to her continue: "After the little girl buried her late husband, she checked the relics. In the place where he kept the boxing scriptures, she saw a letter sealed with fire paint. On the cover, the late husband wrote in his own hand: 'Yu Ruo died at the end of his life. , this letter will be burned immediately, and anyone who opens it will destroy the remaining body, which makes Yu Jiuquan uneasy. If Yu dies unexpectedly, this letter will be handed over to the elders of this gang immediately to be opened and read. It is a matter of great importance and must not be mistaken.'"

When Mrs. Ma said this, there was a silence in the apricot forest, and you could actually hear a pin drop. She paused and continued: "I saw that my late husband wrote solemnly and knew that the matter was of great importance, so I immediately went to see the gang leader and submit his suicide note. Fortunately, the gang leader led the elders to the south of the Yangtze River to avenge my late husband. Fortunately, That’s why I couldn’t see this letter.”

Everyone heard the difference in her tone, saying "fortunately" and "lucky" at the same time, and they couldn't help but look at Qiao Feng.

From the various events tonight, Qiao Feng had already sensed that there was a very important plot against him. Although Quan Guanqing and the third elder's rebellion had been defeated, it was obvious that the matter was not over yet. At this time, he heard that When Mrs. Ma said this, she felt relaxed and calm, and said in her heart: "Whatever conspiracy you have, just use it. Qiao has never done anything wrong in his life. No matter what the plot is, why should Qiao be afraid?"

I heard Mrs. Ma continue: "I know that this letter involves important matters in the gang. The gang leader and the elders are not in Luoyang. I am afraid of delaying the opportunity, so I immediately go to Weizhou to see Elder Xu and submit the letter to ask him to make the decision. From now on. Please tell everyone about it, Elder Xu." There was a hint of natural charm in her clear voice, which was particularly beautiful.

Elder Xu coughed a few times and said: "This matter is full of grievances and grievances. I am really embarrassed." These two sentences were hoarse and had a desolate meaning. He slowly took off a linen bundle from his back, opened the bundle, took out an oilcloth invitation bag, and then pulled out a letter from the invitation bag and said: "This letter is the suicide note of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Ma Gang. Da Yuan Yuan's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father have been members of the Beggar Clan for several generations. They are either elders or disciples of Bapao. I watched Dayuan grow up since he was a child, and I can recognize his handwriting very clearly. The words on this envelope The characters were indeed written by Dayuan.

When Mrs. Ma handed the letter into my hands, the wax paint on the letter was still intact and no one had touched it. I was also afraid that I would miss an important event, so I took it apart and came to see it before I could meet with the elders. Brother Shan, the iron-faced judge, was also present when the letter was opened, which can attest to this. "

Shan Zhengdao: "Yes, I was a guest at Mr. Wei Hui and Xu's house at that time, and I saw him opening and reading this letter with my own eyes."

Elder Xu opened the cover of the envelope, took out a piece of paper, and said, "When I looked at this letter, I saw that the handwriting on the letter was strong and strong. It was not written by Dayuan. I was slightly surprised when I saw that the previous paragraph said ' The word "Brother Jianbeard" is even more strange. Everyone knows that the word "Jianbeard" is the nickname of the former gang leader Wang of this gang. If you are not a close friend of him, you will not call him this. Gang leader Wang has been dead for a long time, why did anyone write to him? I didn't look at what was written on the note. I first looked at the person signing at the end of the letter. After reading it, I was even more surprised. At that time, I couldn't help but say "Eh". :'It turns out it's him!' Brother Shan became curious, and when he came over to take a look, he said in surprise: 'Hey! It turns out it's him!'"

Shan Zheng nodded, indicating that he had indeed said this at that time.

Zhao Qiansun interrupted: "Brother Shan, this is your fault. This is a confidential letter from the Beggar Clan. You are not the first or second disciple of the Beggar Clan. You are not even a low-level snake-mongering person. How can a beggar peep into other people's secrets when he can't even afford a meal?" Despite his crazy behavior, these words are actually quite reasonable. Shan Zheng's face was slightly ocher and he said, "I only looked at the signature at the end of the letter, but I didn't look at the Chinese characters."

Zhao Qiansun said: "Of course you are a thief if you steal a thousand taels of gold, but you are still a thief if you steal a penny. It's just how much money you have and how big or small the thief is. A big thief is a thief, and a small thief is also a thief. Look at others. If you write a letter, you are not a gentleman. If you are not a gentleman, you are a villain. If you are a villain, you are a despicable bastard, and you should be killed!"

Shan Zheng waved his hand to his five sons, indicating that they should not act rashly and let him talk nonsense. Finally, he settled the account. He was angry but also surprised: "This person always finds fault with me as soon as we meet him." You are picky, does it mean you have an old grudge against me? There are not many people in the world who don’t take Taishan Shan’s family seriously. Who is this person? Why can’t I remember it at all?”

Everyone was hoping that Elder Xu would reveal the name of the person who signed the letter. They wanted to know who he was and why he and Shan Zheng were so surprised. However, they heard that Zhao Qiansun kept pestering and causing trouble. Many people glared at him.

Tan Pohu said: "What are you looking at? My senior brother's words are not bad at all."

Zhao Qiansun couldn't help but feel elated after hearing Granny Tan's words of help, and said, "Look, even Xiaojuan said that, so what else is wrong? What Xiaojuan says and does is never wrong."

Elder Xu no longer paid attention to the nagging of Granny Tan and the three living treasures, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, I can't say who wrote this letter at the moment. Xu has been in the Beggar Clan for more than seventy years. , I have retired to the mountains and forests for the past twenty years, no longer wandering around in the world, and I have no disputes with others or any grudges. I have only a few days left in this world. I have neither descendants nor disciples, and I have absolutely no selfish motives. Let me say a few words "Do you believe it or not?" The beggars all said, "Who doesn't believe what Elder Xu said?"

Elder Xu asked Qiao Feng, "What do you want me to do?"

Qiao Feng said: "Qiao has always respected Elder Xu, and the senior knows that very well."

Elder Xu said: "After I read this letter, I thought about it for a long time. I was confused and confused. I was afraid that there was something wrong, so I immediately gave this letter to Brother Shan for review. Brother Shan has always been on good terms with the person who wrote the letter, and he recognized him. Handwriting. This matter is of great concern, I want Brother Shan to verify the authenticity of this letter."

Shan Zheng glared at Zhao Qiansun, meaning: "What do you have to say?" Zhao Qiansun said: "Elder Xu gave it to you to read. Of course you can read it, but the first time you watched it, it was stolen." Look. It’s like a person who used to be a thief, and later became rich and stopped being a thief. But even though he is a rich man, he can’t wash away his former background as a thief.”

Elder Xu ignored Zhao Qiansun's interruption and said, "Brother Shan, please tell everyone whether this letter is true or false."

Shan Zhengdao: "I have known the person who wrote the letter for many years, and I have hidden many letters from this person under the house. I immediately rushed to the house with Elder Xu and Mrs. Ma, picked out the old letters and compared them. The handwriting is indeed the same, including the letterhead and envelope." It's the same, it's undoubtedly authentic."

Elder Xu said: "I have lived for a few more years and strive to be careful in my work. Besides, this matter involves the rise and fall of the gang and the reputation and life of a hero. How can I do it arbitrarily?"

When everyone heard what he said, they couldn't help but look at Qiao Feng, knowing that the "hero" he mentioned was referring to Qiao Feng. But no one dared to make eye contact with him. When they saw him turning around, they immediately lowered their eyes.