Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 432
"What? Impossible..." Yang Zhiqing panicked, Fang Zilan's expression became colder, "Master Yang, do you have anything to defend yourself?"

"I..." Yang Zhiqing opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he made a sound, "I was also forced to do nothing!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and knelt at Fang Zilan's feet, "Master Fang, I have an old mother and a young son. The whole family counts on me alone. I can't die!"

Fang Zilan looked at Yang Zhiqing fixedly, and said coldly: "What about Mr. Wu, does he have no parents or relatives?"

"Master Wu, he...he..." Yang Zhiqing couldn't continue, Fang Zilan leaned over to look at him and said, "Why didn't you say it? If you speak, Master Wu may still have a chance."

"They took my son as a hostage, how dare I..." Yang Zhiqing said with reddened eyes, Fang Zilan's hands hidden in her sleeves clenched into fists, she realized that her current behavior was too despicable.

She knew that Guimen's methods were cruel, and that Yang Zhiqing must be forced to do so, but she still questioned him like this.To put it bluntly, she couldn't escape being involved in Wu Sheng's death, but she still tried to find out the so-called real culprit behind the scenes, as if she could feel at ease in this way.

However, the fact is that there is far more than one murderer - Ji Ningtian, King Chu Jiang, Yang Zhiqing, and herself.

Seeing that Fang Zilan was silent, Yang Zhiqing called out tentatively, "Master Fang?"

Fang Zilan came back to her senses, as if she had made a great determination, she pursed her lips and said, "Master Yang, you go and surrender yourself."

"What?" Yang Zhiqing was dumbfounded, with disbelief written all over his face.

"Your family, I will take care of you temporarily." Fang Zilan looked determined, as if there was no room for change.

"Master Fang..." Yang Zhiqing wanted to say something more, but Fang Zilan stopped him, "You are threatened, even if you are guilty, you will not be sentenced too severely, and I will personally write a letter to intercede for you. I also……"

"Why?" Yang Zhiqing asked in a daze, Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and said, "It will be a matter of time before Mr. Zou Hongqi from the Ministry of Punishment finds out about you. What's more important is that you pay for your life by killing people. The people behind the scenes should be punished as they should be."

"Due punishment?" Yang Zhiqing laughed to himself as if hearing something funny, "Master Fang, how many people died in the capital, and have those murderers been punished? Why should I..."

"Not in the past, doesn't mean there won't be in the future." Fang Zilan interrupted him and said firmly: "No matter how difficult it is, I will make the people behind the scenes pay the price."

Yang Zhiqing raised his head, stared closely at Fang Zilan, who looked solemn and dignified like a god, and said involuntarily: "What if it can't be done?"

"That must be done." Fang Zilan said without hesitation, "The world needs the truth, not the pretentious peace. Is Mr. Yang willing to bear the charge of buying a murderer to assassinate the imperial court official?"

"I don't want to!" Yang Zhiqing almost yelled, he calmed down and said in a low voice, "Master Rong Fang, give me one more day. After I bid farewell to my family, I will surrender myself."

When he said these words, he looked past Fang Zilan and looked behind her.

Fang Zilan turned her head, looked at the old man walking towards the ancestral hall tremblingly, and finally nodded and said: "Okay."

"This is Mrs. Fang." The old man stepped over the threshold of the ancestral hall, his footsteps were a little unsteady, Yang Zhiqing stood up and walked over quickly, reaching out to support her, "Mother, be careful."

Fang Zilan stepped forward to greet her, and the old man held her hand excitedly, "Okay, that's great, thank you Mr. Fang for taking care of my kid. His father passed away early, if he hadn't been willing to endure hardships, in the southeastern smoky land I have stayed there for many years, and I don't have the good life I have in the capital now. In the future, Mr. Labor will worry a lot. If there is anything wrong, please bear with me."

The old man was about to salute, Fang Zilan hurriedly grabbed her arm with his backhand, "Ma'am, you are serious."

"Master Fang, how is my kid doing in the government office? Didn't he cause trouble for you?" The old man's eyes were full of cautious expectation, Fang Zilan curled his lips and said with a smile: "Master Yang is doing well, the government office No one in the Yamen can do without him."

"That's good, that's good..." The old man smiled as if relieved, but coughed violently the next moment.

Seeing this, Yang Zhiqing said anxiously: "Master Fang, my mother has not recovered from her long illness and cannot bear the wind. Please allow me to send her back to the room first."

"You go." Fang Zilan said goodbye: "I have something to do at home, so I won't stay any longer."

Yang Zhiqing saluted in a hurry, then helped the old man to leave.Fang Zilan looked at their backs, feeling a little sour in her heart.

When Xiao Xuan'er was investigating the people in the government office before, she had told her about Yang Zhiqing, and the words were quite regrettable.

Yang Zhiqing's father was originally the head of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and his rank was not low, but he died early. When he died in office, Yang Zhiqing was only ten years old.Later, according to the recommendation system of officials' children, I got a low-level idle job.

With nowhere to show his ambitions, Yang Zhiqing invited himself to the smoky southeast—a place that all the children of the capital avoided, and he had only one at that time.

This trip lasted eight years, and when he returned to Beijing, he finally entered the southeast government office, but he was still a little-known little master. Fortunately, he didn't care too much, as long as he received a salary to support his family, it was enough .

He is just a conscientious ordinary person who takes every step steadily and hard, but he will be involved in such a turmoil by chance, and in the end he can't even do it alone.

Fang Zilan didn't know how she got back to the mansion. She suddenly felt that she could no longer passively let Ji Ningtian lead her away. If things went on like this, she would only implicate more and more innocent people.

Maybe in Ji Ningtian's eyes, they are nothing more than ants, but in her eyes, they are all real people, once in this world, they shouldn't leave the scene without knowing why.

After she made up her mind, she found Xiao Xuan'er and instructed: "All news related to the ghost gate should be released to Zhuge's family."

"What?" Xiao Xuan'er was shocked, "Master Fang, although I told you before that Mr. Zhuge suddenly found out about the previous dynasty, but he has not yet found out the ghost gate, you..."

"Since we can't find out, then I will help him, why not?" Fang Zilan's lips curled slightly, and he said coldly: "I'm afraid that Zixiu's identity will be known, so isn't Ji Ningtian afraid of the lord of the ghost gate?" Is the identity known?

"Master Fang, if the ghost gate and your identity are known by Mr. Zhuge..." Xiao Xuaner frowned, "He is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes, how can he tolerate it?"

"What I want is that Master Zhuge can't help it." Fang Zilan's expression was gloomy, "If I can't say it, let him tell His Majesty."

However, before Xiao Xuan'er revealed the news to Zhuge's family, Yang Zhiqing died on the way to Jingzhao Yin's mansion to surrender himself.

Not more than ten steps away from Jing Zhaoyin's mansion, Yang Zhiqing died on the street.In less than an hour, the news spread throughout the capital.

When Fang Zilan arrived following the roaring voices of the people, all he saw was Yang Zhiqing's dead body.And on the bloody book next to him, it reads in big characters - life for life.

(End of this chapter)