Chapter 168: Will Tong Shouliang survive?
Liang Jiang nodded: "Yes, I cut it off Tong Shouliang's head with my own hands. Why, isn't it right?"
Mrs. Liang shook her head: "No, I just saw that this hair is black, not even a single white hair. Unlike my mother, her hair is already nearly half white."
Liang Jiang glanced at her mother beside her. In the past two years, due to her father's sudden death, her hair was indeed whiter than others.
And Tong Shouliang's hair is indeed as his mother said, black in color, with not a single white hair at all.
A trace of suspicion arose in her heart.
Tong Shouliang got married relatively late, and is actually a few years older than his mother. Maybe the pampering and pampering in the past two years will make him have fewer gray hairs than others of his age, but it won't be all gray, right?
She stood up with a bang: "Auntie, I suddenly remembered that I have some things to do. I will ask Ma Yu and Yu Tan to take you back to your house in a while, and I will leave for a while."
"Why are you so anxious?"
Liang Jiang did not tell the truth: "The matter is not urgent. I just need to leave the city and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."
Mrs. Liang stopped asking further: "Just in time, I want to spend more time with your father here and return to the Duke's mansion later. Just go and do your business if you have something to do, and be more careful."
Without further delay, Liang Jiang immediately left the cemetery, got on his horse, and headed straight out of the city towards Yizhuang.
Mrs. Shi Cailiang's words reminded her of Tong Shouliang's abnormality that day, and she suddenly had a bold and strange idea.
Is it possible that the person who died in prison was not Tong Shouliang at all?
Even if it's just that I'm over-concerned, even if there's only a slight possibility, I can't take it lightly, I have to go and verify it myself.
So, she immediately went straight to Yizhuang. Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.
When she arrived at Yizhuang and asked about Tong Shouliang's body, people from Yizhuang told her that the case had been concluded and the body was claimed by Tong Shouliang's relatives yesterday.
The people who came were none other than Fang Chengxu and Tong Zhaoer. They were immediately buried in the coffin and brought back to Beijing.
The person who guards Yizhuang is an old man with dim eyesight.
He saw Liang Jiang dressed in mourning clothes and asked Liang Jiang what his relationship was with the deceased.
Liang Jiang didn't want to say much, so he just said calmly: "I just wanted to see him off for the last time and meet him."
The old man shook his head: "If it's a relative, it's better not to see her. The little girl will have nightmares if she sees her.
You don’t know how tragic his death was. His forehead was smashed by a big hammer. Even his daughter couldn’t bear to look at the body when she saw it. She didn’t arrange the remains and put him directly into the coffin. He didn’t even change the shroud, but just covered it with A coffin is placed on the body. "
Liang Jiang's heart moved: "You said his skull was smashed with a hammer?"
"No, I have seen a lot of corpses in my life. I can tell at a glance that his skull was crushed by a heavy object. This is the first time in my life that I have seen someone so cruel to me. "
Liang Jiang clearly remembered that Guan Qi said that Tong Shouliang shattered his Tianling Cap with his palm. When I saw the messy wound for the first time, I felt that Tong Shouliang had deep inner strength.
Where is the murder weapon hidden? Tong Shouliang was thoroughly searched before entering prison, so it was impossible to hide a hammer.
So he asked: "Old man, have you cleaned up his remains? What did that man look like?"
The old man shook his head: "Although we immediately treated it with lime as soon as it was delivered, the weather is so hot now. If it is left for a day, it will be impossible to see. The face is so bloody and horrible that I can't see clearly. What's it like?"
Liang Jiang felt very depressed. Indeed, Tong Shouliang had been dead for three days, and his body had been changed beyond recognition, right?
“What about his hair? Do you see any white hair?”
The old man shook his head: "The hair is all mushy and I can't tell it apart at all."
She said goodbye to her old man in disappointment.
The old man reminded: "The family just claimed the body yesterday. If you still want to see it for the last time, it's not too late to go now. It probably hasn't been buried yet."
Liang Jiang thanked him and saw that it was already getting late. He was afraid that the city gate would be closed when he returned, so he immediately rode away and returned directly to Beijing.
As soon as I left Yizhuang, turned across the mountain road and entered the official road, I heard the sound of shouting, fighting and killing, and the sound of weapons not far ahead.
Could it be that some bandits are robbing the road? Or a shopping spree?
It was already dark at this time, and there were very few pedestrians on the official road. But after all, this is outside the capital city, at the feet of the emperor. Who is so bold?
Liang Jiang immediately shook the horse's reins and ran towards the source of the sound.
When he got closer, he saw that just as he expected, a dozen men in green clothes holding steel knives were committing murder.
There was a red lacquered carriage parked in the middle of the avenue. The curtains were lowered and there were countless arrows stuck in the carriage. No one knew who was sitting in the carriage.
Several corpses were already lying in the open space outside the carriage.
The man in Tsing Yi gradually approached the carriage.
In front of the carriage, there was only a man who looked like a coachman, leaning against the carriage, looking warily at the man in green in front of him, still making his final resistance.
He was holding a riding crop in one hand and covering his left abdomen with the other, where blood was flowing profusely. He had been hit by an arrow and was obviously at the end of his strength.
The coachman stared angrily and asked the man in green in front of him: "Who sent you here?"
The man in green sneered: "You want wealth rather than life, no wonder we are ruthless. Originally, we just wanted some money and didn't want you to risk your life."
The driver gasped for breath: "Stealing wealth? Do you know who we are? We are not afraid of stealing your nine tribes!"
"Who do I care who you are? Even if the King of Heaven comes, I will still dare to rob him! Brothers, don't talk nonsense to him, let's go together!"
The leader shouted, and more than a dozen steel knives slashed at the coachman without any reason!
How can Liangjiang ignore death?
In desperation, he yelled loudly: "Stop!"
Then the riding whip came out of his hand, and he went straight towards the leader, knocking the steel knife out of his hand.
At the same time, she shook the reins of her horse and rushed directly towards the group of people in blue like the wind.
Without saying a word, he raised his foot and snatched the steel knife from one of them. Like a sharp knife cutting through a tangled mess, he repelled the first wave of attacks from the man in green.
The coachman narrowly escaped death. He watched Liang Jiang fall from the sky like a god, and saved himself with three moves and five moves.
He was immediately overjoyed and said: "Thank you, girl, for the rescue. These people are very skilled. You must be careful."
Liang Jiang took one look at the injury on his abdomen and knew he was not optimistic.
"You get in the carriage and go first, leave this place to me."
The coachman hesitated for a moment: "How can I abandon you, my benefactor?"
"These shrimp soldiers and crabs don't take me seriously. They can escape easily. It's useless for you to stay. Leave quickly!"
The coachman weighed it in his mind and felt that what Liang Jiang said was reasonable.
Staying by yourself really won't help much, and it's still a burden.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Girl, take care of yourself, I'll go to the front to get the reinforcements."
Liang Jiang fluttered the steel knife in his hand, covered the driver and jumped onto the carriage, whipping away.
Just as the driver said, these dozen men in Tsing Yi are indeed very skilled, and they seem to be well-trained in attacking, and they cooperate very well.
This made Liang Jiang a little suspicious. He didn't know which bandit from the mountain had such a powerful ability.
She was determined to capture someone alive and interrogate him.
But when the men in green saw the carriage leaving, they didn't want to fight anymore. They whistled and quickly evacuated.
Liang Jiang was worried that they would not let it go and attack the people on the carriage again, so he did not stop and chased after them.
(End of chapter)