Chapter 23: Brother Tongyu is dead, I no longer have the heart to distinguish right from wrong

Wang Lin, the prince of Jiangwang Mansion, is lawless. He sends his men to kill innocent students of the Water Governor's College and steal their treasures.

After the incident, he shifted all the blame onto his subordinates and remained at large.

Of course, this is the version that was discussed secretly among students and circulated among the people.

The official answer given by the Xuanjing Division of Liangjiang County is:

It all started because the warrior named "A Da" was simple-minded, impulsive and irritable, and killed the students of the Water Governor's College.

…

At the entrance of Shuidu Academy.

On the forest path, a woman in cloth clothes staggered over.

An old, wrinkled face, with eyelids drooping limply over blurry and gray eyes.

Those eyes were still, lonely and empty.

Leaning on the crutch in his hand, he looked at the pale snowflakes around him, his face numb.

"Pah~"

Maybe it's the sadness in my heart.

She didn't notice the stone in front of her, and accidentally stepped on it. Her foot stumbled and she fell directly to the ground.

She ignored the pain from falling to the ground, stood up tremblingly, and looked at the gate in front of her with the words "Water Governor College" written on it.

"Pfft~"

Kneeling on the ground, his mixed white hair stuck to the cold stone steps.

"Wang Academy, give my son justice..."

Her voice was extremely hoarse and she could no longer squeeze out tears, so her eyes were extremely dim.

She could no longer shout, and could only squeeze out a few words with her already hoarse voice:

"My son Zhang Lun died tragically, and the murderer remains at large... It's so unfair, so unfair..."

She knelt in the Xuanjingsi yamen.

But he was ruthlessly driven away.

With no other options left, he knelt at the entrance of the academy.

She knelt for a long time and couldn't get up.

Soon, many students gathered at the entrance of the academy.

"Alas~"

Of course someone heard what she said.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and came to the old man and said:

"Old man, the case has long been concluded...it can't be overturned."

The old woman's expression was still numb, she just kept muttering:

"It's unfair..."

"The man who killed your son was my bodyguard. He has now been brought to justice. Old man, why are you so persistent?"

A relatively gentle voice sounded.

The woman looked up stiffly.

With a trace of pity on his face, Wang Lin came to the old woman and gently placed his hand on her:

"Go back quickly, don't catch a cold."

"It's you...it's you...it's you who killed my son! The prince of the Jiang Palace, Wang Lin!"

When the old woman heard this, she raised her head suddenly. Her voice was extremely hoarse, but the sad and angry tone was like a blade, scraping Wang Lin's face.

The old man showed his haggard face, and his eyes were filled with resentment that gave people goose bumps.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want. I have nothing to do with your son's death. If you keep talking nonsense here, the Qingtian Master of the Xuanjing Division will not just sit there and eat!"

Wang Lin's voice gradually became colder.

"What are you all doing here?!"

As the dean, Qin Shoucheng naturally received the news first and rushed over without stopping.

"Dean, this old woman insisted on slandering me..."

When Wang Lin saw Dean Qin coming out, an innocent expression appeared on his face.

"Shut up!" Qin Shoucheng looked at Wang Lin with a gloomy expression, "Have you read the sage's books in vain?!"

"Dean, please make a decision for my son... Please, Dean, please make a decision for my son..."

When the old woman saw the dean, she felt like she had seen a life-saving straw. She kowtowed to him repeatedly with strength that she didn't know where she got from. Blood appeared on her forehead in the blink of an eye, but she didn't care.

"Old man."

Qin Shoucheng didn't dare to accept such a gift, so he quickly stepped forward and helped the old woman up:

"This matter has been tried by three judges and the verdict is final. There is no hidden truth. Do not listen to any outside rumors."

When the old woman heard this, she trembled all over and looked up in disbelief.

Qin Shoucheng looked at those desperate, dull and numb eyes.

My heart felt heavy and I turned my head to the side.

"Go back now and stop making trouble. If Zhang Lun knew about this, he wouldn't want you to do this either."

The old woman's lips were trembling and her face was full of a miserable smile.

She was about to speak, but she couldn't contain the grief in her heart and suddenly fainted.

“Old man… Old man…”

"Quick, call a doctor!"

“…”

"Haha, Brother Tongyu died because of me after all, so I'll pay for the medical expenses."

Wang Lin looked at the fainted old woman, his lips curled up into a kind smile.

…

Zeng Anmin stood among the crowd with an expressionless face.

He saw through Wang Lin's extremely hypocritical behavior.

Zeng Anmin remained silent, closed his eyes, and felt the gorgeous dagger floating in the purple mansion space.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and there was a chill in his gaze.

"Since Confucianism and law can't punish you, it just so happens that I also know a little bit about swordsmanship."

…………

That night.

On the official road of Liangjiang County.

Although it was late at night, there were still a few carriages and a few pedestrians.

A handsome horse snorted and made a "clattering" sound.

The person on the horse was none other than Wang Lin, the prince of the Prince of Jiang’s Mansion.

The cold wind suddenly blew and snowflakes fell.

"If I had known it was going to snow, I would have taken a sedan chair back home."

Wang Lin looked extremely unhappy.

He glanced indifferently at Ah Er who was holding his horse.

Ah Er touched his bald head and immediately said with a silly smile:

"We'll be at the palace in just two more turns. Please be patient."

"Oh." Wang Lin looked up slowly with a blank expression.

He looked at the dark alley ahead, and for some reason, a sense of restlessness arose in his heart.

Wang Lin took out a jade pendant from his waist, which was Zhang Lun’s water governor’s order.

Looking at the Water Governor's Order in his hand, Wang Lin sneered:

"That old lady, does she still want the Qin surname to make the decision for him?"

"Let's not even talk about whether that Qin guy has the guts to do it. Even if he were to report it to the Saint, what crime would this prince have committed?"

There was a strong hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Ah Er pursed his lips when he heard this. He looked blankly at the jade pendant in Wang Lin's hand, not understanding.

What’s so good about this jade pendant?

Because of this jade pendant, my elder brother lost his life.

"There is no such thing as happiness in this world. The most happiness is death."

Ah Er suppressed his impatience and replied without thinking.

He was about to say something else.

But I noticed something unusual in the corner of my eye.

Suddenly, a silver light appeared.

A thin line separates the snowflakes in the cold night.

Even the breath that came out of his mouth when he spoke because of the cold scattered to both sides.

"Shhh~"

An imperceptible sound was heard.

Ah Er's face was blank. Before he realized what was happening, he heard Wang Lin, who was sitting on the horse, looking at his neck in fear.

"shoe?!"

What shoes?

Ah Er wanted to say something, but he felt hot air coming from his neck.

He looked down and saw countless stains of blood on his clothes.

Only then did he realize that the prince was not talking about shoes, but blood.

"Is this... my blood?"

As the last thought came to his mind, he lost consciousness.

"Pfft."

The body fell to the ground.

…

In the darkness, a hooded figure slowly emerged.

It was a black headpiece that was shaped like a cartoon cat's head.

If there were a time traveler here, he would surely complain that the ruthless and impartial Black Cat Sheriff was being put on this guy's head.

"You, who are you?"

Wang Lin looked at the strange headgear.

Everything that happened suddenly caught him off guard. In addition to fear, his face was filled with deep breaths as he tried to calm himself down.

The man wearing a black cat mask holds an extremely sharp dagger in his hand.

He didn't say a word, but walked slowly towards Wang Lin step by step.

"Stop, don't come over here!"

Wang Lin also understood the other party's intention. He racked his brains, trying to think of soothing words:

"Whether it's wealth or power, whatever you want, we can discuss it. Money? I can give it to you right now!"

His body couldn't stop shaking, and his fingers trembled as he took out a stack of banknotes from his chest.

For a moment, he even forgot to urge the horse under him.

“Bang!!”

The man in the black cat mask reached out and grabbed Wang Lin's hand, pulling him directly to the ground.

"Bang~" Wang Lin fell flat on his back.

Silver bills were scattered all over the floor.

"Da, da, da..."

The figure walked slowly forward.

"Don't..." Wang Lin desperately moved his butt backwards:

"Don't be impulsive, I am the prince of the Jiang Palace! My father is the King of Jiang, personally appointed by the current saint!"

"Think clearly about my identity. If I die, the entire Liangjiang County will be in turmoil. It's only a matter of time before we find you..."

"Killing me will put an end to everything, but you have to think about your parents and your family!"

His voice trembled.

The man in the black cat mask paused, and the gorgeous dagger in his hand was brewing a chill.

Seeing him stop, Wang Lin thought his words had worked and was overjoyed.

He quickly added fuel to the fire:

"Think it through, absolutely think it through, and don't make irreparable mistakes."

…

After a while, a familiar voice sounded from under the black hood:

"Made a mistake? Brother Tongyu is dead now. I no longer have the heart to distinguish right from wrong."

Wang Lin shuddered and looked up in disbelief: "You...you are...z"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The knife flashed past, and a silver line suddenly rose.

Blood sprayed on the black cat's eyes, adding a sharp color to them.

"Well……"

Wang Lin desperately covered his throat, but was unable to reduce the loss of life force in his body.

"Pfft~"

…

The black cat mask slowly squatted down.

He picked up a jade pendant from Wang Lin's waist and put it in his arms without saying anything.

…

"ah!!!!"

At this time, the terrified screams of passers-by were heard on the road.

(End of this chapter)