The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Chapter 158 Assassination, the truth

Time flies, and three days are gone in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, Jiang Boyuan sent a lot of silver to the prison, and the bailiffs accepted it without any hesitation.

However, due to Ji Yinghuai's previous instructions, they all evaded Jiang Boyuan's request to meet Jiang Xian and refused to let him meet Jiang Xian.

Jiang Boyuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Although he had three sons, Jiang Xian was his youngest son after all and his favorite one.

That's why he developed such an arrogant and domineering personality.

Now that his son is in prison, how can he not be worried?

The prefect sent a letter, but the other party refused to see him. Silver was also sent, but he still did not see him.

Jiang Boyuan's heart sank and he prepared for the worst.

Jiang Xian knew a lot of his secrets, although he was not sure whether his son would tell what he had done in order to save his life.

But the mouth of the living will never be as strict as that of the dead.

If I lose my son, I can have another one. But if this matter gets out, not only will I lose my life, but everyone else in the mansion will also be buried with him.

The maids and servants in the Jiang mansion were all worried about the fire, fearing that they would be burned.

Everyone has sensed the tense atmosphere in the mansion these days, and coupled with the rumors in the city that the young master has returned, this makes them even more frightened.

Many people had the idea of ​​running away even if they didn't get paid. Anyway, the masters of the mansions were too busy to take care of themselves and didn't care about their life or death at all.

"Xiao He, are you really ready to leave?"

Xiao He quickly packed up the bag in her hand, which only contained a few worn-out clothes. She nodded and said, "Well, the mansion is in such a state now. We don't know if we can still get the monthly salary. Instead of wasting time here, we might as well find a job somewhere else. I can wait, but my mother's illness can't."

"Alas." The maid who was talking to her sighed, "Then take care of yourself. Now that the young master is away, this is a good opportunity. I want to wait until I get this month's salary."

"Take care." Xiao He nodded and put the bag on her back.

The gatekeeper was a lame old man who just made a living in this mansion. He usually turned a blind eye to everything. In addition, Xiao He had made arrangements in advance, so the old man looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he let her in.

Xiao He went out with her bag on her back. She looked around carefully to make sure there were no thugs following her before she strode out.

She did not rush home immediately, but went to the inn based on the information she had heard two days ago.

Jiang Xian had a miserable life these past few days. The bailiffs did not punish him, not even the 100 lashes of cane that the prefect had originally sentenced him to.

But he felt like he was being roasted on a fire every day, listening to the shrill screams coming from outside the cell from time to time, the slapping sound of whips hitting his flesh, and the laughter of the yamen runners.

He felt as if he were experiencing it himself and felt that the person being tortured at that moment was himself.

He couldn't fall asleep at night. As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could think of were the words that Jiang Shian and the other man had said to him in prison that day. He would die with his whole body festering, bleeding from all his orifices, and there would be thousands of worms in his body gnawing at his flesh and blood. Finally, he closed his eyes.

Every day when Jiang Xian watched the yamen runners change shifts, he would lean on the prison door and ask loudly: Is there anyone coming to see him today?

But the answer from the yamen runners was no.

Jiang Xian's hopes were dashed little by little, and in the end, only pain and despair were left.

He began to wonder if his father had already abandoned him and if the family business would fall into the hands of his humble brothers.

Why should he suffer in prison while others enjoy their days at home?

Obviously, these things have nothing to do with him, so why is he the one suffering and going to jail?

What shattered Jiang Xian's last bit of hope was the person who suddenly appeared outside the cell.

The man was wearing a black scarf and holding a cold dagger in his hand.

The iron lock on the door was torn off by someone, and the man walked straight towards him with a knife in hand.

Jiang Xian was so scared that he huddled in the corner. He felt that the man looked familiar and his body began to tremble with fear.

With no defensive tools around him, he could only collapse and yell, "Who are you? What do you want to do? This is a government prison. If I yell, the guards will rush in and take you down immediately."

"That depends on whether you have the chance to shout it out." The man holding the knife didn't waste any more words with Jiang Xian.

It stabbed directly into Jiang Xian's chest.

Jiang Xian waved his arms wildly, tears streaming down his face because of fear.

Jiang Shian, this little bastard, really didn't keep his word. He actually sent people to kill him.

The tip of the knife pierced through his clothes. Jiang Xian felt a chill on his skin and a pain in his chest. He closed his eyes unwillingly, but did not hear the sound of his flesh being pierced.

There was a gust of wind in front of me, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground with a bang.

Jiang Xian was sweating profusely and finally opened his eyes tremblingly. He saw that the man who had just tried to assassinate him was kicked down against the wall by another person.

The two men started fighting, and the black scarf on the man's face fell off.

Jiang Xian opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

The guards finally heard the noise and came over. Jiang Xian was in a daze and didn't hear what they said. He lowered his eyes to look at his torn clothes and suddenly started laughing.

He thought his father would definitely rescue him, but he didn't expect that instead of waiting for the person who saved him, he waited for the person who wanted to kill him.

He is truly a good father, yet he was abandoned by others.

This was the scene that Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai saw when they stood outside the cell.

The person inside was hiding in a corner in a mess, banging his head against the wall again and again. The banging sound could be heard from such a distance, it seemed that he was quite traumatized.

Ji Yinghuai coughed.

When Jiang Xian heard the noise, he immediately looked towards them with hope on his face.

"Jiang Shian, Shian, cousin, I will cooperate with you. I will tell you everything you want to know. You must rescue me."

Jiang Xian looked excited and staggered to his feet. The clothes on his body could no longer be called clothes, but just a few pieces of cloth.

He ran quickly towards the cell door.

Because his ankle bone was broken by Jiang Shian a few days ago, he was still limping when he walked, and he almost fell because he walked too fast.

Jiang Shian tilted his head and looked at Ji Yinghuai, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

It went unexpectedly smoothly, but I have to thank the person who just came in to assassinate me.

They were the ones who let these people in on purpose, and as expected, Jiang Xian had already regarded them as his last straw.

Jiang Xian put his hands on the cell door. The pain in his chest made his mind clearer. "I can tell you what I know, but you have to get me out."

Jiang Shian nodded and waved his hands behind his back to express his refusal.

Ji Yinghuai found it funny, but he raised his sleeves to half cover his lips so as not to laugh out loud.

Jiang Xian was a little puzzled as to why the two men did not open the prison door and come in this time like they did last time. However, he did not think much about it and only wanted to get out quickly.

In summary, Jiang Xian did not see the body of Jiang Shian's father. The coffin was carried back directly. All the people who went to deliver the goods with the mansion died on the spot. Another caravan passing by saw the logo of the caravan and realized that it was the Jiang family of Qingping County. Then they handed over a letter and the mansion sent people to collect the bodies.

Jiang Shian tilted his head: "That's all?"

Jiang Xian glanced at him cautiously, obviously knowing that this little information was not enough for Jiang Shian to rescue him.

He was silent for a moment before continuing, "Because the scene was quite tragic at the time, I heard... I heard that someone reported it directly to the authorities, and reported it to Prefect Chen. But why it was not accepted later, I am not sure."

He changed his tone and said, "But I know something inside. I saw my father delivering silver to Prefect Chen. It was twenty boxes of gold and silver."

"Then why didn't you ask out of curiosity?" Jiang Shian frowned.

He was so anxious. This bastard insisted on asking him questions and he had to answer every word he said, but he would keep half of it to himself.

"Of course I asked, but my father didn't tell me. Although my father took over the business left by my uncle, he never let me ask about these things, so naturally he wouldn't tell me too much."

Seeing Jiang Shian clench his fists, Jiang Xian swallowed and immediately continued: "But I also know one thing, that is, your eldest brother was attacked when he went to the capital to take the exam."

Jiang Shian didn't say anything, just glanced at him coldly and motioned for him to continue.

Jiang Xian lowered his voice and said, "This matter may be related to the former county governor. Of course, it also has something to do with my father."

Jiang Xian told the two that at that time, the students from Qingping County who went to Beijing to take the examination were not only Jiang Wenjing, but also the two sons of the county magistrate. Of course, because the former county magistrate had colluded with the enemy and committed treason, his entire family had been exiled.

Ji Yinghuai was the person in charge of this case. He immediately frowned and asked, "Two gentlemen?"

When Jiang Xian heard his voice, he glanced at him cautiously. This man's aura was even more dangerous. He was sure that if he said something wrong, this man would kill him directly.

So I was more careful in what I said next.

Everyone only knew that there was an eldest son in the county capital, but they did not know that there was also a second son. This second son was none other than the county magistrate's adopted son.

It was just such a coincidence that Jiang Xian saw the county magistrate and his men at his home.

His father mysteriously sent all the servants in the mansion to other courtyards. He was so curious that he sneaked in and hid under the windowsill to eavesdrop.

It was only when he heard the man calling the county magistrate father that he knew his true identity.