"Ma'am." He Xiaodie chased after Yu Zhi, "I can't even interrogate, what can the government interrogate? Send it now, and it's likely to die within the night."

  Openly doubting the execution ability of the government, there is no one except He Xiaodie.

   "It's better to kill it. Before I go far, I will catch up and repair the knife, so that I will not be found."

   Regarding Yu Zhi's decision to send someone to the government, He Xiaodie still has a heart. No matter who she belongs to or what purpose she has, as long as she dares to be unfavorable to Madam, she will only end up with a death sentence.

  I also have a headache about He Xiaodie's tendon, "Crying children have candy to eat. If you don't tell them if you are wronged, who will know? I don't care if they can be tried, whether they will die or not? I just need to let the outside know that even if the third master is not in Beijing, even if my wife and I are sick, our house is not easy to bully."

  When Yu Zhi spoke the second half of the sentence, his tone was lazy, but there was a sense of chill.

  He Xiaodie pointed at each other, okay, you are the wife, you have the final say.

   "Come and see, come and see! Shang Shufu caught an assassin last night."

   "He has lost his conscience and stopped being a human being! Our Lord Shangshu has a heavy responsibility for the court. We went to the south of the Yangtze River to relieve disasters and devoted ourselves to serving the country and the people. When he left Beijing, assassins sneaked into the mansion to assassinate our seriously ill wife. Where is the justice?"

   "Our wife was frightened by this, and her condition became more serious. Pity our three little masters who are still young and panic."

  …

  A dozen or so mighty people escorted the assassin to the government. One person in the front beat the gong to open the way, and another person behind him held the gong to press the formation. Two young men with loud voices and eloquent voices were in charge of shouting.

  After one person finishes speaking, hit the gong three times in front, then change to another person to speak, and then hit the gong three times behind, so that the cycle will not be chaotic.

  The world is already keen to watch the excitement, not to mention that this is the excitement of the rich and powerful, and there are more common people chasing and watching.

   Not only did he watch with gusto, but someone answered the conversation. Listen, "The drunken man didn't mean to drink. Why did the assassin go after your wife? He clearly went for your Lord Shangshu. If something happens in the mansion, can the Lord Shangshu help the disaster with peace of mind?"

   "Brother, good advice!"

   Voila, it's interactive.

   It was mostly people pointing and pointing, talking about it, "Which family is it? They have recruited assassins, it's scary."

   "Didn't you hear? From Shangshufu. What, which Shangshu? Hey, the one who went to the south of the Yangtze River for disaster relief, and his wife is still seriously ill. Who else can there be besides the Xiaowen Shangshu from the household department?"

   "My God, is this still a bit of a king's law? Xiao Wen Shangshu is a good official! Taking advantage of people not in the capital, attacking the orphans and widowed mothers in the mansion, this heart is too dark! It is difficult to be a good official, and it is difficult to be a good person. In this world..."

  Some of the people were filled with righteous indignation, some showed unbearable faces, and some kept shaking their heads...

   As the saying goes, beat the master to death with random punches. No one thought that Yu Zhi, who was sickly, would not play cards according to common sense, and walked all the way like this. In less than half a day, the news spread throughout the capital.

  Of course, given the rumors that Yu Zhi was dying of illness, others would not think that this was her idea, but that it was Wen Xizhou's handwriting.

   Tsk, you're young, but you're willing to let go, you wolf cub! It's just that the heart is too anxious and too impulsive.

  After listening to the reply, Yu Zhi smiled, well, from today onwards, the eyes of the whole capital will be on their mansion, in other words, with so many people staring at them, wouldn’t their mansion be safe? Well, she no longer has to worry about unexpected guests in the middle of the night.

  Yu Zhi is relieved, but Wen Xizhou is not. He wants to watch the night for his mother. They don't even live in the wing rooms, so someone moves a bed and puts it on the porch. He wants to sleep here, but outside his mother's house.

  Yu Zhi was moved, as expected of her good eldest son, so filial. Sure enough, after ten years, she will enjoy the blessing of her son.

  But it is enough for the son to have this heart, "Mother knows that you are filial, but there is no need. Our house is not a sieve, so we can have assassins every day?"

  Wen Xizhou didn't listen to the persuasion, "Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case." Knowing that the assassin had entered his mother's yard last night, he was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.

   "You still have to work on errands. If you don't have a good rest, you are mentally weak. What should you do if you miss the errand?"

   "Don't you sleep the same everywhere?"

  Yu Zhi looked at his son, was silent, and said, "There are a lot of mosquitoes outside, can you say yes?"

  Wen Xizhou didn't take it seriously, "Just smoke it and hang the tent." After a pause, he looked at his mother and said seriously: "As long as the thinking doesn't slip, there are always more ways than difficulties."

  Yu Zhi... When his son grows up, he will use her words to gag her.

  He Xiaodie, who had been waiting by the side for a long time and couldn't get in the way, finally found a chance, "Master, have you forgotten me?" With me, He Xiaodie, who would dare to offend Madam? It's me, He Xiaodie, who wants to keep watch at night. Do you need your son?

  The eyes of the mother and son turned to He Xiaodie, Yu Zhi supported his forehead, yes, and He Xiaodie, they are both women, they can sleep in the same bed.

   "Yes, yes, there is Xiaodie, so I don't need you." Yu Zhi hurriedly said, seeing that her son wanted to say more, she said again: "If you are really worried, take Huahua and Zhuangzhuang to your yard to take care of them."

  Wen Xizhou thought about it, yes, an assassin can attack his mother, but it is impossible to guarantee that he will not attack his younger siblings. Mother has sister Xiaodie, younger brother and younger sister here... His heart tightened, and he said, "Okay, son, let someone clean up the house."

   After finally leaving, Yu Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and laughed at himself, "Look, don't worry about me."

   "My son is filial." It was rare for He Xiaodie to say something nice.

  Yu Zhi leaned back, "I'll squint for a while, you should go and rest too."

  As soon as He Xiaodie stepped back, Yu Zhi opened her eyes, and she looked at Little Green on her wrist, "Lv, everyone thinks I'm paper. That's right, I can feel it myself. My energy, blood, and energy are not good. But I think I can still do some sword tricks."

  She twirled the bracelet, "Lu, what's the matter with you? Are you in a deep sleep? Are you downgraded? Are you out of energy?"

  The current little green has lost its emerald green color, lost its luster, and even the two small leaves that grew out are gone. Anyone who sees it will think it is a cheap jade bracelet, so it will be a little better at first.

   It is because of Xiaolu's transformation that Yu Zhi is more certain that something is wrong with her.

  Assassins entered Wen Jiuxiao's mansion, and the court really paid attention to it. Wen Jiuxiao was helping disasters in the south of the Yangtze River, but assassins entered his house. Isn't this a blatant slap in the face of the court?

  His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lost his temper in the early court, and ordered the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple and other relevant departments to thoroughly investigate the matter, and must give an explanation to the Shangshufu.

   But things didn't go very smoothly, just as Yu Zhi predicted, the female soldier died the next night, living a day longer than Yu Zhi predicted. There were no fatal injuries to the whole body, but the person was cold.