The eldest daughter of the rebirth, she killed Gu Zhao crazy

At the beginning of the Six Kings Rebellion, several rebellious princes tried to find the treasure hidden by Hachigong, but to no avail.

I didn't expect that Gu Zhao would find him this time.

Qin Xinglie gave an overview of the situation and solemnly told Gu Zhao, "Don't tell anyone!"

Nowadays, the government in Bei'an is relaxed, and there are many careerists in the government and the public waiting for the opportunity.

If they knew that the Eight Gong Treasures were present, Gu Zhao would be in danger.

Gu Zhao nodded, needless to say she knew this.

Qin Xinglie pondered, "We have to find a way to move these things out as soon as possible."

It's not safe to put it here. Although he killed several people who were alarmed that night, there must be forces behind these people.

As long as one force becomes suspicious, it is very likely that they will track down this cave.

Gu Zhao also had a headache, "But how can we move so many things?"

In the previous life, those people took advantage of the chaos in the capital to fish in troubled waters at night and transport this batch of supplies away.

When Qin Youjin learned about it, it was already several days later, and there was only a mess left in the valley.

Now that I think about it, maybe that turmoil was deliberately planned by the treasure diggers to distract the attention of the court?

Gu Zhao took a deep breath in his heart, who was this treasure digger? He was really ruthless.

But she also got inspiration from it, "We have to find a way to attract attention away from Yu Chongshan."

Gu Zhao didn't know that at this moment, in Fanjiaji, a dozen miles away from Yuchong Mountain, a major event that was about to shock the government and the public was taking place.

Early the next morning, Fan's family gathered.

As the closest transportation artery to the upper capital, all kinds of caravans transported by water and land will stay here overnight.

This makes Fanjiaji prosperous no matter day or night.

Today's Fan family gathering was filled with solemnity.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and many stores were closed.

Groups of patrolling soldiers, fully armed, passed through the streets. Whenever they saw someone unfamiliar or vicious-looking, they would be caught and questioned.

As soon as Lu Qi walked into the east gate of Fanjiaji, he was stopped by soldiers.

"Who are you? What are you doing here at Fanjiaji?"

Although he was a little surprised, he still saluted and replied calmly, "I'm Lu Qi, a person from Beijing. I want to go to Mr. Fan's house."

Upon hearing his answer, all the soldiers immediately raised their swords and guns and surrounded him in the center.

"What are you doing at Mr. Fan's house?" the leading soldier asked sternly.

Lu Qi felt bad, "I'm working at Master Fan's house."

The soldier asked sharply, "What are you doing at Fan's house?"

Lu Qi quickly raised his hand and said, "Be an accountant and keep some accounts for Mr. Fan."

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the leading soldier: "Then where were you last night? Tell me quickly!"

Just as Lu Qi hesitated for a moment, he was pushed hard from behind, "Don't even think about lying, tell the truth!"

"My mother is not feeling well. I asked Mr. Fan for leave yesterday afternoon and went back to Beijing to visit my mother."

"Hmph! Capture him and take him away!" The leading soldier waved his hand, and several soldiers rushed forward, pushed Lu Qi around, and walked inside.

"What's going on? Military lords, I didn't do anything." Lu Qi was confused and had no idea what was going on.

The leading soldier sneered, "You'll know when you get there."

Lu Qi was driven all the way to the street where the Fan family was located.

Looking at everything in front of him, Lu Qi could hardly believe his eyes.

The Fan family is the richest family in the Fan family collection. They have vast hectares of fertile land, herds of cattle and horses, and a cloud of servants. They are extremely wealthy. Just one Fan house occupies the entire street.

Many businessmen who traveled north and south could not help but marvel at the majestic pavilions and pavilions inside when they passed by the wall of Fan's house.

But now, what appeared in front of Lu Qi's eyes was ruins.

Various inexplicable strange smells are intertwined among the ruins, and from time to time you can see a wisp of smoke rising from the ruins.

"What's going on?" Lu Qi asked in shock.

The soldier who was escorting him had an unkind look in his eyes, "I also want to know what's going on. Why was it that last night the whole Fan family was wiped out and the entire Fan house was burned to rubble, but you were not here on leave by such a coincidence?"

Lu Qi hurriedly explained, "I was in Beijing last night. Someone can testify. Besides, I have no power, how could I do such a big thing?"

The soldiers ignored him and took him directly to the Fan family ancestral hall.

This is where Luo Hongxing, the current magistrate of Gyeonggi County, lives temporarily.

When such a large-scale tragedy occurred in the area under his jurisdiction, Luo Hongxing could not sit still. When he heard the news, he rushed from the county government office to Fanjiaji.

While reporting to the Jingzhao Yamen and requesting assistance, he mobilized soldiers to patrol and arrest suspicious persons.

On the other hand, let the gangsters and police officers find out the truth within the time limit.

Because the Fan family ancestral hall is fire-proofed and separated from the Fan residence, and there are dedicated staff on duty at night, it did not suffer any damage in the fire last night.

Lu Qi was brought into this large courtyard with three entrances, and the first thing he saw was rows of charred corpses in the front yard.

These are the deceased excavated from the ruins of the Fan family, and their identities have yet to be confirmed.

Everyone covered their noses, turned their heads, not daring to look directly, and hurried to the second entrance.

Lu Qi was imprisoned in the woodshed that was temporarily used as a prison cell.

There were already several people in the woodshed, and Lu Qi knew one of them, both of whom had bitter looks on their faces.

"Mr. Lu, what's going on with you?"

"Brother Zhu, are you there too?"

The two of them greeted each other, but before they said anything, the yamen guarding outside the door yelled through the window, "Shut up and don't talk to each other! Otherwise, it will be regarded as a private discussion and the same tone will be adopted!"

Lu Qi sighed. In fact, he could guess the general situation without asking.