I have an eternal eye

"There are three brothers."

Li Fangzheng sighed: "It's not easy for the three Hu brothers. I watched them come to the capital with my own eyes and go through all the hardships to build such a foundation..."

"Do they have any differences as brothers?"

Zhang Biao interrupted him and asked.

"Not compatible?"

Li Fangzheng shook his head hastily, "The Hu family's current foundation is due to the unity of the brothers. The eldest brother is responsible, the second brother is smart, and the third brother is brave. He has a good reputation in the family."

"It's a pity that this disaster is about to happen. The Hu family has suffered heavy losses and has already planned to leave Beijing and return to his hometown..."

"Li Jing?"

Zhang Biao was thoughtful and winked at Wang Xin, who immediately left in a hurry.

"Zhang Captou, could it be that..."

This Li Fangzheng was not a fool. When he saw the appearance of these people, he had some guesses in his mind, but it was hard to believe them.

Zhang Biao said in a deep voice: "Li Fangzheng, why don't you take me to the Hu Mansion to pay homage to the deceased."

"Okay...okay."

Li Fangzheng had no choice but to lead the way.

…

Many court officials lived in Xuanpingfang. Even if the Hu family had money, they did not dare to occupy a good position, so the house was placed in the deepest part of the west side of the square.

Entering the alley, the Hu family's mansion is extremely conspicuous.

There is no other reason. The big lantern at the door has been replaced with white, the door is also wrapped with white silk, and the servants who come and go are all dressed in white.

Also, there is the "disaster list" posted on the wall.

People in the Liang Dynasty believed that there would be "disasters" after death, things like ghosts and evil spirits, and whoever collided with them would be unlucky.

Therefore, after a person dies, the yin and yang master is usually asked to determine the date and time of encoffining, breaking the ground, and burying according to the birth date and the five elements.

Zhang Biao looked at the disaster list.

It said on it that the eldest son of the Hu family was named Hu Yuan, and he died in an encounter with bandits. The time and place were clearly written.

The only strange thing is that he has to carry the coffin and leave Beijing, return to his hometown, and return the fallen leaves to their roots. Moreover, it is very urgent, and it will be scheduled for the day after tomorrow.

"Life is so rough..."

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and came outside Hu's house.

His arrival immediately aroused the Hu family's vigilance. Several servants stopped him and respectfully said, "I'm sorry, my lord, there is a funeral at home. It's not convenient, so as not to bump into you."

His words were polite, but his eyes were full of defensiveness.

Next to him, Li Fangzheng said quickly: "Get out of the way, this is Capt. Zhang who is here to investigate the case!"

"Xiaosi, don't be rude!"

Two middle-aged men suddenly walked out of the courtyard. One was elegant and elegant, the other was tall and bearded. They were the second and third sons of the Hu family.

I saw Hu Rui, the second son of the Hu family, step forward, respectfully cupped his hands and said, "This servant is not sensible, please forgive me Zhang Captou."

Zhang Biao shook his head and said: "No problem, I have something to ask you about the robbery of Tai Feng Bank. By the way, I want to pay my respects to Mr. Hu."

Hu Rui nodded with tears in his eyes: "Thank you Zhang Captou, please!"

After saying that, he reached out sideways and invited Zhang Biao and Tie Shouming into the hospital.

As for Li Fangzheng, he excused himself and left in a hurry with the two Wuhou.

Old slippery man...

Zhang Biao didn't care and looked around secretly.

I saw that a huge mourning hall had been set up in the courtyard, complete with paper wreaths and altars with incense and candles.

A monk was meditating on the scriptures. All men, women and children were wearing mourning clothes and kneeling on the ground with straw ropes tied around their waists.

Hu Rui, the second son of the Hu family, sighed: "My brother has passed away. I have to organize the funeral. I didn't go to greet you. Please forgive me."

While he was talking, a piece of silver was stuffed into Zhang Biao's waist. It was in perfect condition and amounted to ten taels.

"Not urgent."

Zhang Biao stuffed the money back with his backhand and asked, "Where are the bodies of the guys and guards?"

The second son of the Hu family said quickly: "After the people from Jingzhao Mansion took a look at it, they handed it over to their family members to restrain themselves. I, the Hu family, feel guilty and have already paid full compensation."

Zhang Biao's expression did not change, he nodded slightly, then came to the altar table, picked up three sticks of incense, lit it, and raised it: "I want to check the body. If there is any offense, Mr. Hu, please forgive me!"

As soon as he said this, the Hu family quit.

The third son of the Hu family roared viciously: "My brother's body is still cold. How can you, a hawk and a dog, come to cause trouble instead of catching the murderer?"

"You bitch!"

The women of the Hu family even bared their teeth and claws, trying to scratch his face, and some children also cried loudly.

"What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"

Tie Shouming immediately stepped forward, pulled out half of the sword with a clang, and glared at everyone with wide eyes.

"Don't even move!"

The second son of the Hu family quickly stopped his relatives and stared at Zhang Biao fiercely, "The people do not fight against the officials. If Zhang Biao insists on doing this, there is nothing we can do. Please!"

Zhang Biao glanced at him briefly, without saying anything, he walked around the altar table and entered the mourning hall.

I saw a huge wooden coffin placed on several benches, three feet above the ground. Since it was less than three days after his death, the coffin was not covered or nailed.

There was an old man lying in the coffin, with a kind-hearted face, a half-white beard, and slightly closed eyes. He seemed to have died peacefully, with a few body spots already appearing.

Zhang Biao turned his spiritual eyes and information came flooding in:

Corpse of Hu Yuan (Mortal)

1. The corpse of an ordinary human being was killed by a sharp knife piercing the chest. He was suffering from a terminal illness during his lifetime and was already terminally ill.

2. Working hard all your life for glory, getting rich from scratch, being greedy for the fur of a tiger, calculating and worrying, but in the end it will all be in vain...

3. I hope that my broken body can be exchanged for a glimmer of life...

Huh?

Zhang Biao frowned slightly.

As his cultivation improves, he can get more information by looking at low-level things, especially this dead person, which feels like a final conclusion.

This is not surprising.

What surprised him was that he originally thought that the brothers were turning against each other and seeking wealth and death, but there seemed to be another hidden agenda.

Seeing his appearance, the Hu brothers suddenly became nervous.

Zhang Biao's heart was moved, and he suddenly turned around and shouted angrily: "Hey, you are trying to escape my eyes with some small tricks. What kind of knife bandit? You are clearly framed for committing the murder!"

Of course he was bluffing.

There must be another hidden story in this case. He would definitely be able to draw conclusions if he sent people into custody and questioned them one by one. But he was so busy with everything that he had no time to spend with these people.

The second son of the Hu family's face changed slightly, but he could still keep his composure.

But the third son of the Hu family and the others had panicked eyes and immediately lost their sense of proportion.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

This group of people obeyed, but they all had sharp blades. They pulled out their knives one by one and were about to take action.

What was also surprising to Zhang Biao was that the wife of the eldest brother of the Hu family also pulled out a dagger and glared at him angrily.

The third son of the Hu family said sadly: "Guan Guan, it's not enough that my eldest brother is dead. Do we have to kill them all?"

Tie Shouming drew his sword horizontally and said coldly: "Think about it, if we start today, no one will be able to escape!"

Zhang Biao didn't know why, but now that it was over, he could only shake his head slightly and draw out the horizontal knife.

These rotten fish and shrimps, one look at the posture, they can't even be considered third-rate just based on their martial prowess.

Wanting to keep him is simply wishful thinking.

"Let's see who dares to take action!"

At this moment, a loud roar came from the wall, but it was Wang Xin who was aiming a crossbow at everyone.

At the same time, a large number of footsteps were heard outside the courtyard, and a dense crowd of black-clad Wuhou rushed in, as well as Jinwu guards armed with spears and full body armor.

"Everyone stop it!"

The second son of the Hu family shouted loudly, staring at Zhang Biao with hatred in his eyes. Then he looked up to the sky and sighed, "I am indeed pretending to be the knife bandit. This matter was done by me alone. Please let me, the Hu family's wife and children, go."

"Don't speak so righteously!"

Tie Shouming sneered: "No matter what grievances you have, those guards are always innocent. Who should they take revenge on for their lives and their families?!"

Tie Shouming used to be a bodyguard, but he was also betrayed by his employer. All his brothers suffered heavy casualties and the bodyguard agency was disbanded, so he became angry when he heard about it.

The second child of the Hu family opened his mouth, but was speechless. He sighed and lowered his head.

Seeing the forest of swords and guns outside, some servants of the Hu family felt timid, threw away their weapons with a clang, and shouted loudly: "It has nothing to do with me, it's all the second master's instigation."

As if it was contagious, many people also lost their weapons.

The Wuhous swarmed in, one by one, they were pressed to the ground and tied up with hemp ropes, and the whole courtyard suddenly burst into tears.

At this moment, a short, fat head catcher hurried in, followed by a black-faced man.

He smiled as he walked in and said, "Hey, Brother Zhang is really good. He caught the thief so quickly."

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Duan Baotou, why are you here?"

The visitor was Duan Fei, who was in charge of Taipingfang. He had just had a drink at Hou Kun's house two days ago.

He also recognized the other person.

It is Jiao Xiong, the bad handsome man of Jingzhao Mansion...