Whoever dares to covet his land will give him no space to gain a foothold.

Whoever dares to kill his confidant will kill all the relatives and friends of the other party.

Relying on the power of the emperor and his reputation as a tyrant, he could not only take revenge, but also benefit the relatives of Zhu and Wang, including Xiaoxiao Shi's family.

Zhu and Wang built a temple in their hometown.

The primary school surnamed Shi shelters three tribes.

This is what Emperor Zhaode did.

"Girl!" A rush of footsteps came, and Tunan strode in with a sword in his hand.

Zhao Surui raised his eyes and looked at her: "How? Where is that person?"

The maid covered with snowflakes lowered her head and said: "Seeing that we were chasing closely, that guy knocked on the door of the patrolling censor and surrendered."...

"Surrendered?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Zhao Surui walked out of the house.

"Yes, as soon as Hu Hui came to the procuratorate who was patrolling the city, he shouted that he had killed a prostitute."

Tunan lowered his head and spoke softly.

The next moment, she heard someone laughing:

"That's right. Killing a prostitute, as long as she was involved in some deeds, is the same as killing someone else's slave. It's just a five-year exile. If you surrender, you won't be able to come back after three or four years of exile."

The person who laughed was of course Zhao Surui, who had seen such a case in the memorial.

As soon as the local official put his pen down on the paper and said a few words about how greedy and hateful the prostitute was and how innocent and honest the perpetrator was, the memorial would be approved by the cabinet and then sent to him for review.

He had clearly seen this kind of thing one after another, so why was he hesitant now? It was as if he had encountered it on the first day.

Probably because the prostitutes who were killed were all prostitutes.

Remote and humble.

Do you deserve to die?

Where is Qi Xiuer?

A prostitute.

She died also a prostitute.

She was killed by a despicable man who was also a prostitute.

In order to save others, she was killed by a bunch of despicable people, and she was still a prostitute.

She was just a prostitute whose name he knew.

"Retribution, it's all retribution. Whoever asked you to talk about getting the No. 1 Scholar or to change your fate or change your luck? God doesn't allow it, and the world doesn't allow it, so I'll just let you die."

"...Why are you dead? Why did you push me out of the gate of hell! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

Bai Yindi is still talking crazy things.

The blood was still flowing from his body, and it was particularly dazzling when it fell on the snow-covered ground.

Zhao Surui glanced at the yisa he was wearing and said to Ah Chi:

"Ah Chi, come and comb my hair and change my clothes. Let's go there and inspect the Xicheng Procuratorate to see what that Hu Hui is like."

When the Four Rats arrived at the door of Shen's house with their troops, they realized that "Ms. Shen" whom the emperor had longed for had already got on the carriage and left.

The carriage left a long mark on the ground, and he immediately asked someone to follow him, all the way to the inspection of the Xicheng Procuratorate.

Si Shu waved his hand and asked someone to open the door.

For some reason, remembering that Madam Shen and His Majesty had similar temperaments in the past, Si Shu suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

Due to his status, he rarely appeared in the yamen, but today he didn't care so much. He dismounted and chased in. He saw that Madam Shen said she wanted to report Hu Hui for murder.

The prisoner Hu Hui has been brought over.

Hu Hui was sleeping soundly in his cell, and when he arrived in front of the hall, his face still bore marks from thatch.

Zhao Surui lowered his eyes and saw the blood on his hands that had not been washed away, and also saw the purse hanging on his belt, which had long been soaked in blood.

Hu Hui didn't know that he was in danger, so he spoke in a very arrogant tone:

"She was just a prostitute. She hooked up with me and others. I argued with her and accidentally killed her. However, if I kill such a despicable person, I will just kill her!"

Looking at the plainly dressed little woman in front of him, he wanted to say something joking again, so he opened his mouth, but did not say anything.

Blood gushes from Hu Hui's mouth.

A short knife was thrust into his neck.

Pulling out the short knife, the moment Hu Hui twitched and fell to the ground, Zhao Surui stabbed the knife under his body again.

Machiavellianism?

trade off?

Taking advantage of the situation?

Waiting for Shen Sanfei to make the arrangements for him?

Damn it!

Under the shocked gazes of others, Emperor Zhaode let go of the handle of the knife, leaving the short knife and the crumbling piece of flesh on Hu Hui's still twitching body.

People like this need to be killed by hand to be happy!

The snow was falling in layers outside. In the hall, a "woman" wearing a swallow-tailed green horse-faced skirt took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands.

"Shen Sanbai, if you rely on one heart to be a human being, you are just stupid, stupid and impulsive."

He thought so in his heart.
Chapter completed!