Three days later, when Ning Xiaochuan appeared in front of Zhu Youjun again, Zhu Youjun was extremely surprised.

"Master Ning, why are you out so late today? I have already prepared what you want."

"Don't mention it, your butt is about to bloom." Ning Xiaochuan said helplessly, "Quick, let me see."

Zhu Youjun handed an envelope to Ning Xiaochuan.

"This is the result of my investigation by sneaking into the files of the Ministry of War. The records filed by the Taijia Army back then are all here.

But this one is not very detailed, some confessions are missing, and more details are in the Ministry of Punishment, so there is nothing I can do."

Ning Xiaochuan nodded and patted Zhu Youjun on the shoulder, "Thank you, please don't let others know about this."

"Don't worry, brothers know what they are doing." Zhu Youjun said with a smile.

As night fell, Ning Xiaochuan sat in the private room on Wen Zhaomin's flower boat, drinking a small drink while looking at the military filing dossier sent by Zhu Youjun.

Wen Zhaomin sat quietly on the side, helping Ning Xiaochuan add wine.

Ning Xiaochuan frowned, the military registration back then was not easy.

In the spring of the 20th year of Taijia, His Majesty ordered the appointment of General Zhenwei Qin Feng to conquer Nanrong in the south. At the same time, he appointed Shan Jing, son of Danfang, the Duke of Yiguo, as deputy general in charge of grain and grass transportation and military supplies reserves.

As a result, when the two sides were fighting, they found that the weapons and supplies of the Feng army were missing. On the contrary, the Nanrong soldiers were holding Dafeng's armaments in their hands.

In a great battle, the Feng army was defeated and 50,000 soldiers died.

After returning to Beijing, His Majesty Long Yan was furious and ordered the Ministry of Punishment to investigate the matter thoroughly. As a result, they found letters between Yiguo Gong Danfang and the leader of Nanrong.

The letter stated that Nanrong would be given a hundred miles of land in exchange for military supplies and food. However, Nanrong broke the contract and did not give up the hundred miles of land after the things were delivered, so the southern expedition suffered a disastrous defeat.

The final result was that the evidence was conclusive and the Duke of Yiguo was executed.

Looking at this file that was full of loopholes, Ning Xiaochuan even wondered how the case was closed in the first place, so he just used the letter to kill Duke Yiguo's family hastily?

Is this considered conclusive evidence? Yiguo Gongdan was a veteran on the battlefield, so he didn’t even defend himself? No matter how you look at the military preparation record at that time, it is full of doubts.

Wen Zhaomin slowly added wine, and Ning Xiaochuan put the letter away, sighing inwardly, "What happened back then? What happened to this evidence."

"Zhao Min, I want to ask you something." Ning Xiaochuan thought for a long time without any thoughts, then turned to look at Wen Zhaomin.

Wen Zhaomin was stunned for a moment, then said, "Master, please speak."

"Tell me, under what circumstances would a person admit to an unfounded crime?" Ning Xiaochuan said slowly.

Wen Zhaomin seemed to be thinking of his family, his eyes drooped slightly, "There must be a reason."

Ning Xiaochuan nodded in agreement, "What kind of excuse is worth sacrificing more than a hundred lives?"

"More than a hundred lives? Mr. Ning is talking about the Shan family being exterminated back then." Wen Zhaomin said with some excitement.

Ning Xiaochuan looked at Wen Zhaomin and frowned, "You know?"

Wen Zhaomin nodded heavily, "Before I came here, I stayed at a relative's house. After the military registration three years ago, a strange old man moved next door. He was crazy.

I was cleaning the yard that day, and I vaguely heard the old man shouting that Duke Yiguo was unjust."

Ning Xiaochuan frowned. Everyone related to the military registration was executed. This was one of the reasons why it was difficult for the Ministry of Punishment to trace back then. Why did an old man appear again...

"Are you telling the truth? Is this really happening?"

Wen Zhaomin thought for a while, "It should be, I remember clearly, the old man drank wine that day, so his voice was very loud."

"There is no end to the road. Come on, give me the address. I'm going to visit this old man." Ning Xiaochuan smiled lightly.

…

The banks of the Fuhe River at night indeed have a unique charm, with bright lights and green lights, singing and dancing of birds and birds. Those so-called literati love to come here to have fun, and even created the reputation of Chen Tingkai, the poet of Hualiu.

Ning Xiaochuan turned around and looked at Wen Zhaomin. This woman didn't seem to be that simple.

…

It was already midnight when we returned to the house. As soon as Ning Xiaochuan entered the house, Su Su went up to help him undress and put on new clothes. Su Min stood aside with his head lowered and said nothing.

"Master, are you still going out tomorrow?"

Ning Xiaochuan nodded, "Yes, I still have to travel far."

"The young master came here during the day and put a letter on your desk." Su Su said slowly.

"I understand, okay. Let's go down after cleaning up. I'm sleepy and need to rest."

Su Su and Su Min bowed and stepped back. Looking at the rouge-scented clothes in their hands, Su Min looked at Su Su in confusion, "Sister Su Su, didn't you say that the young master is a good person? Then this..."

Susu smiled and said, "I believe you, Master."

In the room, Ning Xiaochuan opened the letter from Ning He. After reading it, he suddenly smiled, then put the letter on the candle and burned it completely, saying to himself, "No wonder, this is really interesting."

…

On the banks of the Fu River.

Shortly after Ning Xiaochuan left, in Wen Zhaomin's room, a woman in red suddenly broke into the window, her face covered with red gauze, holding a long sword in her hand, and sat directly in front of the table.

Wen Zhaomin was startled, "You... why are you here again? I have already conveyed the message as you said, just let me go."

As Wen Zhaomin was about to cry, the woman in red drew her sword and pressed it against Wen Zhaomin's neck. Wen Zhaomin was so frightened that he burst into tears and did not dare to say a word.

"Remember what you said. If you say something wrong and threaten Master Ning's life, I will kill you with my own hands!" the woman in red said sternly.

"I know, I didn't, didn't say a word wrong, I just said it according to your arrangement." Wen Zhaomin's tears of grievance almost flowed out.

The woman in red picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, "Okay, I will come again."

After saying that, he jumped away from the window, leaving only Wen Zhaomin secretly wiping tears in the room.

…

The next morning.

Ning Xiaochuan came out of the house and went straight to the bank of Fuhe River. He got into Wen Zhaomin's room and never came out again.

The scholars by the riverside all said that Wen Zhaomin was able to eliminate harm for the people, leaving Ning Xiaochuan no time to harm the people in the city.

Little did they know that while they were discussing, Ning Xiaochuan had already left the flower boat, came to the shore alone, changed into ordinary people's clothes, stopped a carriage, and headed straight out of the city.

About two hours later, the carriage finally arrived at its destination, Jiangbei Town, where Wen Zhaomin stayed.

Soon, Ning Xiaochuan's target was fixed on a small courtyard. It looked dilapidated, but the house next door was very grand. It was hard to imagine that the two houses were actually neighbors.

Ning Xiaochuan knocked on the door slowly, "Hello, is there anyone?"

As soon as he knocked on the door, the door opened by itself. The door was unlocked? He was slightly surprised, and then walked in slowly.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, he saw an old man with gray hair and ragged clothes sitting in the middle of the yard, holding half a bamboo pole in his hand and looking at the sky in a daze.

Ning Xiaochuan slowly moved forward and asked: "Hello, junior Yin Du Ning Xiaochuan, I have something important to ask, and I hope that my senior can clarify my doubts."

But there was no movement from the old man. Ning Xiaochuan walked forward slowly, and just when he was about to test whether the old man was still breathing, the old man swept across the army and directly picked up the bamboo pole and waved it everywhere.

"Ah! Don't come close to me, stay away from me..."

"Okay, okay, I won't get close to you, I won't get close to you." Ning Xiaochuan quickly backed away to let the old man calm down.

Soon, the old man was out of breath and seemed unable to swing. He stared at Ning Xiaochuan for a long time and then said, "Who are you?"

"Junior Yindu Ning Xiaochuan, greetings..." Before he could finish speaking, the old man knelt on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, tears streaming down his face for a moment, and kowtowed to Ning Xiaochuan.

"Yin Du, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm innocent, don't kill me..."

Ning Xiaochuan was stunned, and quickly went up to help the old man up, "No, no, I'm not here to kill you, I'm not here to kill you."

The old man looked at Ning Xiaochuan with red eyes, and the stench all over his body made Ning Xiaochuan a little unbearable.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Then the old man fell into laughter that was almost crazy. Ning Xiaochuan was helpless. The old man was obviously crazy.

"Old man, I won't kill you. I have something to ask you." Ning Xiaochuan had no choice but to hold the old man by force and said loudly.

But the old man didn't seem to hear it, and continued to yell crazily, "Kill me if you don't, kill me if you don't!"

"I want to ask about Shan's family affairs three years ago." Ning Xiaochuan tried to shout helplessly.

Sure enough, when he heard about the Shan family, the old man stopped talking and stopped going crazy. His eyes were fixed on Ning Xiaochuan, and he forced Ning Xiaochuan to retreat step by step.

"The Shan family, the Shan family has been wiped out, are you still unwilling to let go of Duke Yiguo? Are you still unwilling to let go of Duke Yiguo?"

Hearing the old man yelling again, Ning Xiaochuan was also a little stunned. It seemed that he had found the right person. This old man definitely knew something.

"No, I'm here to investigate what happened back then. Please tell me everything you know. I will return the favor to the Shan family and restore the innocence of Lord Yiguo."

Who knew that the old man laughed loudly and shed tears after hearing this, "Innocent, more than a hundred members of Shan's family were killed, how can you pay for this, how can you pay for this?!"

Ning Xiaochuan was asked and didn't know how to answer. Suddenly he found a head appearing on the wall nearby.

"who?!"

The man was frightened and hurriedly ran away. Ning Xiaochuan let go of the old man and jumped to the next door, which was the home of Wen Zhaomin's foster relatives.

But that person had already disappeared. Ning Xiaochuan quickly came to the center of the courtyard. There was not a single servant in the huge courtyard, which was extremely strange.

"Bah bang bang."

There was a burst of applause, and three figures appeared in front of Ning Xiaochuan.

There was a woman in red, her face covered by red gauze, a man in green, with his right hand behind his back and a heavy sword on his back; there was also an old man in a long robe, the old man was stroking his beard and looking at Ning Xiaochuan quietly, his eyes deep.

"The fifth young master of the Ning family is indeed extraordinary. He is arrogant, domineering, and drunk. He has been pretending to be in Yindu for so many years, and now he finally reveals his true colors." The woman in red said calmly.

Ning Xiaochuan knew that what he just said had been heard, so he stopped pretending.

"Who are you? Why do you want Wen Zhaomin to tell me this?"


Chapter completed!