Chapter 64: Willingly Falling into Your Trap

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  When the morning bell and drum sounded again in a lively and extraordinary melody, Xiū Wén Fāng welcomed the new day's sun.

  The people in Wenfang today did not rush to the streets because the atmosphere in the hutong was a bit unusual.

  At the entrance of the alley stood several officials from the Luoyang Prefecture government office, and some burly men with official uniforms and swords were constantly coming in and out.

  Today is a double number day, no need to go to work in the morning. However, those officials who have always lived in this neighborhood but are rarely seen by the local residents for ten years all got up early, one by one with a stern expression, and went to Yang Langzhong's house.

  Even the usually idle and arrogant martial arts masters in the village were dressed neatly today, with their swords by their waists, looking serious as they patrolled the streets and alleys, neither whispering to each other nor glancing around.

  Luoyang Wei Tang Zong and the Criminal Department's legal officer Qiao Junyu hastily walked into the Yang Langzhong's house, their faces extremely cold.

  Bao Zheng Su Mo Han stood on the steps of his own home, shouting hoarsely to the Bao Ding villagers who had been summoned by him early in the morning and were yawning one after another: "Don't anyone speak! Be quiet for a moment, listen to me!"

  Su Fang shouted in a loud voice: "Last night, Yang Langzhong's home was invaded by a great thief, and Yang Langzhong was beaten into disability! It's really outrageous! The imperial court is furious and has ordered a thorough investigation of the murderer! Yang Langzhong is our person from Xiwenfang, we must be more spirited and work harder! Hou Dixi, you speak again, see if I don't slap your mouth!"

  Su Fang Zheng just fished out a dipper from the large vat, scooped up half a dipper of cool water, and drank it with a gurgling sound. He threw away the dipper, stood back on the steps, put his hands on his waist and said: "Listen carefully, I'll take you to Wu Hou Pu now, where the Wu Hou will lead you, according to your usual responsible areas, to search house by house..."

  So-called inspections are just routine matters, and the effectiveness of the search can be imagined.

  In fact, everyone understands that they can't rely on these Wu Hou and Fang Ding, but even if something happens, all parties will have to make some kind of statement to show that I care, it's just a superficial gesture.

  Xiuwenfang's bad handsome Ming Lei and others Su Fang are just arriving, assigning tasks to Wu Hou and the villagers, telling them to do their own things. Just as they were driving these people away in a hurry, there was an official visit, calling on them to see Luoyang Wei Tang Zong immediately. Tang Shaofu is currently at Yang Mingsheng's mansion.

  Homing Lei and Su Mohan rushed to Yang Mingsheng's mansion, only to see many officials coming in and out, as well as many officers wearing official uniforms or casual clothes. The two were led by the three managers of the Yang Mansion to a study room, where Luoyang Wei Tang Zong was present, and also Qiao Junyu from the Ministry of Punishment.

  Tang Zong summoned them, but it was because of one thing. The fierce thief had made a mad statement before leaving, saying that he would come back to take Yang Lang's life. Since he said so, the government couldn't help but take it seriously. But when would he come, who could predict?

  Although the imperial court attached great importance to Yang Langzhong's case, and even the Minister of Justice Zhou Xing personally inquired about it, no one could mobilize a large number of officials to stay at Yang Langzhong's house for an extended period. The Luoyang Prefecture couldn't spare that many officials; if they had to, they would have to use the Wu Hou and the local militiamen.

  Tang ordered Huo Minglei and Su Mohan to explain the situation, asking them to each dispatch ten Wu Hou and twenty Fang Ding to enter Yang Fu to assist with the night watch. The two naturally did not dare to disobey, and after returning they counted who would go to Yang Fu to take up their posts.

  Replacing someone to guard the Yang's house is a hard job, although there is money to be earned, those martial artists are not willing to do it. What's more, it's said that Yang's eyes were blinded by the murderer, who has such ruthless methods, who would dare to go to the Yang's house to risk their lives? As a result, they all made excuses and pushed the task away, one had a headache, another had hemorrhoids, all kinds of illnesses came up.

  Huoming Lei was so angry that his teeth ached, and he forcibly assigned several weak and easily manipulated Wu Hou. Seeing that the quota was still not full, he took out the list of remaining personnel and carefully considered who had a distant relationship with him, who had a close relationship with him, and which family had some background.

  Su Fang was even more worried, as he had a clear understanding of the information of over 100 booth owners in Xiwen Booth. As for their background, these booth owners almost didn't have any powerful connections, but some people were related to him and others usually showed respect, so if he didn't take care of them now, when would he?

  He narrowed his eyes, thinking about who to send over. Ma Qiao and Yang Fan swaggered in, their shoulders swaying. Ma Qiao shouted loudly: "Fang Zheng, the two of us have turned the seventh and eighth tunes upside down, but we haven't seen anything unusual!"

  Su Fang Zheng smiled and said with a benevolent tone: "Ah! Since you've searched already, there's no need to bother about it anymore. Ma Liu, Yang Er, hehehe... You two, hurry back home to tidy up, then go to the Yang Langzhong's residence to report. From now on, for a period of time, you'll only be on night duty at the Yang residence and don't have to worry about matters in the alley."

  Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, this wasn't quite what he had planned, but...this unexpected turn of events seemed to be heading in an even better direction.

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  "After the Empress Dowager heard about the brutal murder in the mansion, she was extremely enraged. Director Zhou has already received the imperial edict to order the relevant authorities to thoroughly investigate this case. I believe that heaven's net is vast and the murderer will definitely be brought to justice. Brother Yang, please set your mind at ease. Ah, Brother Yang just applied the medicine, so rest well now. We'll take our leave for today and visit you again another day."

  "Everyone, take care!"

  Yang Mingsheng hoarsely shouted and made a fist to see them off.

  His entire head was wrapped in white cloth, with only two nostrils and mouth left for breathing and taking medicine or food, looking like a stiff mummy.

  His upper body had already been stripped of his shirt, because the boiling water had scalded his skin so badly that it was blistering in many places. In this era, once a wound became infected and inflamed, it was hard to avoid danger to one's life. After being bandaged, he was also tightly bound with white cloth strips.

  As a result, his movements became very stiff, and his two arms could not bend. He needed others to help him sit up or lie down. Although Yang Mingsong's relationship with his colleagues was not particularly close, they were colleagues after all. Seeing him being tortured into this state, the officials present couldn't help but sigh.

  Luoyang Wei Tang Zong and the Criminal Department's Fa Cao Canjun Qiao Junyu stood up to replace Yang Mingsheng in seeing off the guests, accompanying the officials who came to visit out of the room. The room was filled with the sound of footsteps, which gradually subsided. Yang Mingsheng listened carefully, feeling that everyone had left, and then he called out loudly: "Mù Dīng Er, Mù Dīng Er."

  "Ah Long, I'm home."

  The little book boy, Mu Ding Er, who was waiting at the door, hurried over to welcome him, holding his hand. Yang Ming Sheng leaned in and listened for a moment, then asked, "Have all the officials left?"

  "Yes, Ah Lang, they've all gone out, Tang Shaofu and Qiao Canjun saw you off."

  Yang Mingsheng let out a sigh of relief and asked again with concern: "In the room... are you the only one there now?"

  Mù Dīng was confused by Yáng Míng Shēng's strange behavior and replied, "Yes, only the little ones are in. Which one does à Láng want to summon? I'll go call him over."

  "No no no, it's fine as long as you're here, it's fine as long as you're here."

  Yang Mingsheng's fingers were also bandaged and couldn't bend, so he couldn't grasp the wooden nail. In a hurry, he clamped his hands on the arm of the wooden nail. Because of the pain, he didn't dare to use too much force, but the wooden nail saw him in this state and didn't dare to pull out its hand either.

  Yang Mingsheng panted laboriously for a while, lowering his voice to say: "Mù Dīng'er, you go out and make a trip to the Right Fēng Zhèn Guard, see the Middle Lang General Cài Dōngchéng. Tell him everything about my situation, tell him I want to see him, just say... Táo Yuán's vengeful ghost is back! He will definitely come. Remember, don't mention this to anyone else."

  Qinjun Guard is also known as Qianyu Guard.

  Qian Niu Wei, its name originated from Qian Niu Dao.

  A thousand cattle knife, sharp can cut a thousand cattle.

  Qian Niu Wei holds Qian Niu Dao, serving as a royal bodyguard for the Son of Heaven.

  In the fifth year of Gaozong of Tang's Xianqing, the Left and Right Thousand Bull Guards were renamed as the Left and Right Thousand Bull Commands. In the second year of Longshuo, they were again renamed as the Left and Right Fencing Guards. The Fencing Guard had one General, two Deputy Generals, twelve Elite Guards, one hundred Guards, and one hundred fifty Main Halberdiers, all of whom were high-ranking imperial bodyguards with exceptional martial skills.

  Yang Mingsheng is now blind, has become a thorough disability, the official road to ruin in an instant, under the physical and mental blows, has been somewhat neurotic, but he once calmed down, immediately instructed his personal book boy to find this person for him, what is the relationship between this person and him?

  Mù Dīng Er nodded repeatedly: "A Lang, I understand! Just a moment..."

  "Go, go at once!"

  "Alright! I'm going now!"

  Mù Dīng Er hastily agreed and turned around to leave the room.

  Yang Mingsheng sat on the couch, silently sitting for a long time, and a strange laugh of "heh heh" came from his mouth, as if laughing and crying at the same time: "He did it on purpose! I know, he's doing it on purpose! He deliberately let me go, he deliberately ruined my future! He doesn't want to kill me, he wants to use me as bait to catch a bigger fish, haha..."

  Yang Mingsheng's mouth made a low, sobbing sound, as if he was crying, but the place where his eyes should have been was covered with a white cloth, and not a single tear fell...

  In severe cold, nasal mucus flows like water, waist is soft like noodles, coughing until abdominal pain, asking for a prescription as medicine guide, all doctors, write the prescription!