Chapter 135: That's where I specifically buried it.
It must be admitted that Hensheng is a rare beauty, and his temperament is gentle and mild, which is what Su Zhenzhen likes.
But nothing can hold you back when it comes to your ideals.
If the final outcome is destined to be separation, why start making things complicated now?
Su Zhenzhen has always been a straightforward person. Occasionally, when she gets lazy, she will indirectly avoid problems, but she is definitely not an irresponsible person.
Some things should be made clear in advance.
"I hate life, but I will eventually return to my own world."
Some things don't need to be said explicitly; wise people will understand.
Hensheng had already confirmed his own feelings and didn't want Su Zhenzhen to feel burdened.
"Zhenzhen, let's not think about the future, okay? As long as you're here, I'll live with you for as long as I have you. If you're not here someday, I can accept it."
The man was exceptionally handsome, and when he spoke, his amorous peach blossom eyes shimmered with genuine affection, leaving no room for doubt about his sincerity.
Su Zhenzhen could accept it without any psychological burden, but she felt it was somewhat unfair to others.
I hate that he was so good; do I really deserve it?
For the first time, the usually confident Su Zhenzhen showed her fear when it came to matters of the heart. After all, there was a saying in the 906th century that dating without the intention of marriage was just playing around.
This is clearly telling people that I will definitely leave in the future, and if you date me now, you have to accept this established fact.
What a ridiculous and utterly awful quote!
Seeing Su Zhenzhen's hesitant expression, Hensheng was quite understanding.
"Zhenzhen, you don't need to take matters of the heart too seriously. Let's just let things take their natural course, okay?"
The other side has already taken a big step back, and their posture is so humble. If Su Zhenzhen continues to hesitate, it would be too disrespectful of them.
"Okay, we'll do as you say and let nature take its course."
After saying that, Su Zhenzhen stretched out her hand, but Hen Sheng's gaze shifted downwards, and he withdrew his own hand.
The two hands finally clasped together.
Jiang Sijin, who was eavesdropping on their conversation from the shadows, did not look too good.
Su Zhenzhen wants to leave? Fine, but no matter what, she must give birth to a benevolent ruler for all time, so that she can seize the imperial destiny.
We must find an opportunity to do this.
A dark glint flashed in Jiang Sijin's eyes.
After Su Zhenzhen and Hensheng had a frank conversation, they were inseparable except when they were sleeping.
After settling the people of Yangcheng, Hensheng and Su Zhenzhen began investigating the Hu family's case.
According to Chunzhi's memory, the seven corpses should be Xu's two brothers, their wives, and three sons of the Hu family.
Old Mrs. Xu's elder brother was named Hu Yuntian, and he had two sons, two of whom were among the remaining three skeletons.
Old Mrs. Xu's younger brother was named Hu Xinghai. He also had two sons, one of whom died, and the one who was still alive was Hu Yong.
Before the capital was besieged, the two served as the left and right commanders of the Imperial Guards, so it's no wonder that when the Empress was giving birth, they were able to protect the newborn prince and escape immediately.
Logically speaking, if they were killed on their escape, they should either be completely destroyed or turned into dust.
How could they be so properly buried in the ground? Did someone collect their bodies?
Unfortunately, Chunzhi had limited information and was unable to piece together the truth of what happened back then.
Su Zhenzhen simply resorted to her old method: checking the entry and exit records of Yangcheng. The Hu family was being chased by the imperial army at the time, so they would certainly not dare to cross Yangcheng. The best way was to disguise themselves and secretly enter the city.
After obtaining the travel permit record for Yangcheng from Hu Wen, Su Zhenzhen directly flipped through the scroll from twenty-one years ago in the county government office, while Hu Wen stood quietly in front of the desk, ready to reply at any time.
Unfortunately, 21 years ago, due to unrest in various places, Yangcheng closed its city gates, preventing any refugees from entering, and no one entered or left the city.
Did the Hu family take a roundabout shortcut?
But that's even more unreasonable. If someone was chased and killed on a side road, their body could never possibly end up in Yangcheng.
Either the Hu family members were captured and killed in Yangcheng, or someone went to the mountains to collect their bodies.
When Hu Wen saw Su Zhenzhen's furrowed brow as she flipped through the scroll, alarm bells immediately went off in his mind.
Are they going to use local public affairs and policies to find fault with me?
Just as Hu Wen was lost in thought, Su Zhenzhen spoke up.
"How long have you been in the position of prefect?"
Hu Wen thought to himself, "Just as I thought," and replied calmly, "I have served as the prefect for thirty years."
Su Zhenzhen was somewhat surprised. Hu Wen looked to be only in his forties, yet he had served as prefect for thirty years. It seemed he had taken excellent care of himself, or in other words, he had certainly plundered the people's wealth.
"So, you were also in charge of Yangcheng twenty-one years ago when the capital was besieged by rebels?"
"It is indeed your humble servant." Hu Wen's heart was pounding. He had been captured by Su Zhenzhen and her group, and the county magistrate had been beaten into a pig's face by Jiang Sijin. Today, they had released him rashly and were asking him for official documents from Yangcheng. It didn't seem like a good thing at all.
Noticing the tension on the other end, Su Zhenzhen realized her oversight and personally moved a chair for Hu Wen.
"It's tiring to talk standing up, sit down."
Hu Wen was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out. Although he was nominally still the governor of Yangcheng, he was essentially a prisoner of Hen Sheng and the others. It was just that these people were being polite and did not use torture or lock him up in jail. But how could a prisoner be on equal footing with his master?
Hu Wen didn't dare to sit down, but Su Zhenzhen insisted on pulling him down.
"Don't worry, we won't kill you. If you die, there are some things we don't have the manpower to do."
This makes sense. Although Hu Wen may be a bit greedy, looking at the entire Jiang family dynasty, it's hard to say whether there can be a single honest official.
Despite his greed, Hu Wen managed Yangcheng reasonably well. Although the people were poor, they hadn't starved to death, and some people were doing small businesses on the streets. The overall stability of the city was above average.
Hu Wen wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. It was good that he wasn't killed. To put it bluntly, this guy was quite pragmatic. For most people, the most important thing is to live, and secondly, to try to get something within their capabilities.
“What does the young lady need me to do? You can speak frankly. Even if I were to give this position of prefect to one of your people, I would be willing. I only ask to save my life and my family.”
Seeing that Hu Wen was so cooperative, Su Zhenzhen didn't bother to beat around the bush with him anymore.
"The other day, we were preparing to help the locals renovate their old houses when we unearthed seven bodies on their land. They were identified as the Hu brothers, former Imperial Guards of the Left and Right Palaces, and their families. So I would like to ask the Prefect, did they pass through Yangcheng twenty-one years ago?"
"Huh?" Hu Wen was a little stunned. "You dug it up? I buried it there specifically."
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