He removed the scroll of paper and spread it out.
"Go immediately to the Red Stone Bridge, eighty li south of the city, ambush the prisoner transport cart, and kill Zheng Lijin. He is forty-two years old with a burn scar on his forehead, and there is a purple handkerchief tied to his prisoner cart."
After reading, Fang Zhixing's face darkened slightly, and he couldn't help knitting his brows into a knot.
"Ambush the prisoner cart!"
Fang Zhixing's breathing involuntarily halted. This was an extremely serious crime, far surpassing the act of burning account books.
The nature of the crime had changed.
He turned to look at Hongye and pondered aloud, "Would the eldest son have done such an act of open defiance against the Court when he was the Master?"
Hongye also fell silent.
It was clear that while Luo Keji was in charge of Yixiang House, even though he navigated in the gray areas between black and white, there were still certain lines he would not cross.