Mrs. Ma bowed Yingying and raised her head. The traces of tears were faintly visible on her delicate and smooth face. Her thin and thin body was like a lotus residue after the rain, unable to withstand the cool breeze. Her sad and sad expression made people fall in love with this painful woman at the first sight. The widow of the deceased husband was full of sympathy.
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 said: "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 continue the Ma family..." Although she spoke very lowly , but the pronunciation is clear and crisp, reaching everyone's ears word by word, which is very beautiful.
When she said this, there was a slight sob in her words. Countless heroes in the apricot forest felt sad in their hearts.
Quan Guanqing lowered his head and cursed in his mind: "This little bitch is so pretentious!"
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 husband wrote solemnly, and the matter is of great importance, so I should go and see the gang leader and submit it." Suicide note, fortunately the leader of the gang, together with the elders, went to Jiangnan to avenge my late husband. Unfortunately, I could not 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 the rebellion of Quan Guanqing and the three elders 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: "If you have any conspiracy, 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. 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 love and hate, and I am really embarrassed." These two sentences were hoarse and had a desolate meaning. He slowly took off a linen bundle from his back and opened it. , took out an oilcloth solicitation bag, and pulled out a letter from the solicitation bag, saying: "This letter is the suicide note of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Ma Gang. Dayuan's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father have been members of the Beggar Gang for several generations. The man in the middle is either an elder or a disciple of Babao. I have watched Dayuan grow up since he was a child, and I can recognize his handwriting very clearly. The words on the envelope are indeed written by Dayuan.
When Mrs. Ma handed the letter to me, the paint on the letter was still sealed and no one had touched it. I was also afraid that I would miss something important, so I opened it and looked at it without waiting for the elders to join me. When I opened the letter, it was ironclad. Brother Shan, the judge in front of me, is also here and can bear witness."
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, so how come someone wrote to him? I didn’t look at what was written on the paper. I first looked at the person who signed the letter at the end. 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 gang. You are not one of the first or second disciples of the beggar gang. 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 really reasonable. Shan Zheng's old face was slightly ocher and he said: "
I only looked at the signature at the end of the letter, but not the Chinese text."
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 that the size of the money depends on the size of the thief. A big thief is a thief, and a small thief is also a thief. Peeping 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, the account was settled. 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 him at all?”
Everyone was hoping that Elder Xu would reveal the name of the person who signed the letter at the end. They wanted to know who he was and why he and Shan Zheng were so surprised. However, they heard that Zhao Qiansun kept pestering him and causing trouble. Many people were worried.
glared at him.
Tan Po suddenly 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 the three living treasures of Granny Tan, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, I can't say clearly at this moment who wrote this letter. 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 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. 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 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 past 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 many letters from this person hidden in my house. I immediately rushed to the house with Elder Xu and Mrs. Ma, and 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. However, no one dared to make eye contact with him. He turned around and immediately lowered his eyes.