Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 163 I don’t want to die
After Fu Bai checked the situation at the scene, he ran to report to Si Buping.

"Someone added incense to the charcoal fire. My subordinates have found Yuejin. He was placed in the snow near the corner. He was still asleep and had no external injuries. He Chunzhuo, Zhou Qi, Lian Zhuifang, and Fang Zhiyou were all stabbed in the heart. Only He Chunzhuo was still alive. He said that the murderer was Lingniang. Lingniang pretended to be Uncle Shi, and it was Ning Ci who took Lingniang away just now."

Si Buping turned his eyes away from the wall and ordered, "They shouldn't have gotten far. Go and catch them."

"He Chunzhuo is seriously injured. Should we call a doctor for him?"

Si Buping thought for a moment before saying, "Don't worry about him for now."

"Yes."

Fu Bai and two other internal guards hurriedly left Yufengtang and began to search for Lingniang in the villa.

At this time in Yufeng Hall, besides Yuejin who was still in a coma, there were only two living people, Si Buping and He Chunzhuo.

He Chunzhuo slumped in a chair, the wound on his chest still oozing blood, his clothes stained red. He covered the wound with a sweat towel he carried with him, his face pale, his body twitching slightly due to excessive blood loss.

He saw Si Buping come in and pleaded in a trembling voice.

"Help me, I don't want to die."

Si Buping stood three feet away from him and spoke slowly: "What is your relationship with Qi Songsheng?"

He Chunzhuo's pale lips trembled, and it took a long time before he uttered a word.

“We are allies with mutual benefits.”

Si Buping seemed not to notice that his wound was still bleeding, and continued to ask calmly: "What exactly happened?"

"I am responsible for building and managing the black market, and he is responsible for protecting the black market from being raided. The money earned from the black market is split 50-50 between him and me."

"How many black markets are there as big as the one in Xiangzhou City?"

He Chunzhuo begged: "Can you help me stop the bleeding first? I'm really dying."

He had been careful just now, and when he found that there was something wrong with the charcoal fire, he immediately opened the window, so he was not completely unconscious just now. He saw Uncle Shi coming in, but at that time he was powerless, unable to escape or resist, so he could only pretend to be unconscious, and when Ling Niang stabbed him with a knife, he turned his body slightly and barely avoided the vital parts, thus saving his life.

After Ling Niang left, he dragged his seriously injured body and crawled out using his hands and feet. Before he crawled out of the door, he heard the conversation between Ling Niang and Yan Ci Wan. Only then did he realize that Uncle Shi was actually Ling Niang in disguise.

Si Buping stood still and said calmly, "Answer my question first."

There was no other way, so He Chunzhuo could only answer: "There is another one, in Yizhou."

Si Buping continued calmly, "Who is protecting the black market in Yizhou?"

"I do not know."

Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, He Chunzhuo endured the pain and emphasized his tone: "I really don't know! Only the Xiangzhou black market is built and managed by me. According to the rules, each of us has our own area of responsibility. This is all I know."

"So it seems that you are organized."

He Chunzhuo neither admitted nor denied it.

This is tantamount to acquiescence.

Si Buping asked, "Is it the Changming Chamber of Commerce?"

He Chunzhuo answered the question irrelevantly: "Although you are the leader of a great pavilion and seem to have great status, you are actually a knife in Li Baizhou's hand. You have done all kinds of bad things to eliminate dissidents for him, but he has let you bear all the infamy. When the birds are gone, what will happen to this good bow of yours?"

Li Baizhou is the name of the current saint. Si Buping frowned slightly when he heard him call the saint's full name without any reverence.

"Who are you?"

He Chunzhuo's face became paler and paler. He said with difficulty, "If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Si Buping, it's time for you to think about yourself. Instead of being abandoned by Li Baizhou in the future, it's better to cooperate with us. In this way, you can also leave a way out for yourself, and you won't end up with a tragic end in the future."

Si Buping slowly narrowed his eyes: "Are you the remnants of the Heng Dynasty?" He Chunzhuo still did not answer.

By now he had already realized that Si Buping had no intention of saving him at all.

His breathing became increasingly disordered and his vision became increasingly blurry.

Even so, he still didn't want to give up.

"Take me to Chang'an. I can help you prove that Ning Ci is Princess Leyou! Li Baizhou has always been afraid of the King of Xizhou. As long as you can tell Li Baizhou that Princess Leyou escaped from the marriage, Li Baizhou can take this opportunity to punish the King of Xizhou and take back the military power in his hands. This will be a great achievement for you!"

Si Buping ignored this, he was only concerned about the affairs of the Changming Chamber of Commerce.

"Who helped you establish the Changming Chamber of Commerce? Who is the master behind you?"

He Chunzhuo could hardly hold on any longer, and he begged with all his strength.

"Save me. As long as you save me, I will tell you everything."

However, Si Buping had no intention of lending him a helping hand.

In the end, He Chunzhuo succumbed to excessive blood loss. His hands slowly dropped, his eyes widened, and he remained motionless, completely without breath.

Si Buping took out a book of past records from his sleeve.

This is the pass belonging to Yan Ciwan, and there is also a confession of He Chunzhuo inside.

Si Buping threw the prison document and confession into the brazier.

The flames rolled up the paper and it caught fire instantly.

Si looked at the past and confession being burned calmly, then turned and walked out.

……

When Lingniang woke up, she found herself near the side door of the villa.

When Yan Ciwan saw that she woke up, he immediately let her go, opened the side door and urged her.

"The internal guards are searching for you everywhere. You should leave now before they find this place."

Ling Niang stared at her blankly and asked in confusion: "You have been working hard to find the truth over the years, isn't it just to catch me, the murderer? Why did you let me go?"

"I am investigating the truth only to protect myself. I am not a government official, so it is not my job to catch the murderer."

After Yan Ciwan finished speaking, he saw that she was still looking at him motionlessly, so he sighed and continued.

"You killed many people. According to the law, your crime is unforgivable. But in my opinion, you did nothing wrong."

Lingniang's heart felt like it was gently caressed by a hand.

From the moment she decided to take revenge, she was already prepared for eternal damnation.

She didn't care about other people's opinions, nor did she care about her own ending. For twenty years, she thought she had developed a strong body, but now, a simple sentence "You are not wrong" knocked her down.

Her lips trembled slightly and her eyes were slightly hot.

Yan Ciwan continued, "If I were you, and someone killed my relatives, I would kill that person regardless of the consequences. If we must argue about right and wrong, it's not you who is wrong, but this unfair world. In the past twenty years, if there was someone who could uphold justice for you and those who died in vain, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Lingniang could no longer control herself and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

(End of this chapter)