Lu Zihong didn't know how his uncle died.

In his opinion, it is impossible for the firearm to completely control the area in front of his house. This area is full of high-walled courtyards in front, back, and left and right. If someone wants to assassinate here, he can only lie on the wall of the yard opposite and shoot arrows here.

Or shoot with a firearm on the yard wall.

There is no perspective in other places to kill people.

Guangdong and Guangxi have been peaceful for a long time. The firearms produced here are crude, and the hit rate of firearms is often not as good as bows and arrows. If you want to kill people in the Lu Zihong Gate, it is more convenient to use a strong bow to shoot directly.

As for the second floor of the restaurant more than a hundred steps away, Lu Zihong never thought there would be an assassin there. Because the second floor of the restaurant was a total of one hundred steps away from Lu Zihong's house, no firearm could kill people accurately at this distance.

The most accurate bird gun can only be used for fifty steps.

So when Lu Zihong heard Lu Yixuan die at the door, he was completely confused. He thought the killer must have forced himself to stand near the road and shot his uncle. And there were so many archers around his uncle, and these assassins must have escaped after succeeding in one blow, leaving the crime scene as quickly as possible.

Based on his common sense of the Ming Dynasty, the Tartar Qing Dynasty, and all the firearms, Lu Zihong judged that the assassination at his gate would be a forced killing. No one could continue to control this area after a successful kill.

So Lu Zihong did not take any precautions and rushed to his own house carelessly.

At the doorstep, Lu Zihong saw Lu Yixuan lying on the ground, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

He also saw a servant who ran away.

The servant was Qin Zhao's personal soldiers who stopped the sedan chair and called for justice. Taking advantage of the chaos after Lu Yixuan's death, he quickly slipped away.

Lu Zihong looked at the escaped servant and thought he had seen the assassin who had forcibly killed someone.

However, his attention is now focused on Lu Yixuan, who is bleeding all over the ground.

My uncle was really beaten to death.

All my future ended with my uncle's death.

The silver he had accumulated in Guangdong was hidden in several yards of Guangzhou City and was not sent back to his hometown. My uncle was absolutely safe in his position as the prefect. But once my uncle died, it would be difficult to transport the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver out of Guangzhou City!

How many people will come up and take a bite on the Lu family's body?

He suddenly felt the blood flowing backwards in his body, his hair rushing up, and his whole body was in extreme grief.

"Uncle!~~!!"

Lu Zihong burst into tears and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

But Lu Zihong only let out a roar.

A hundred steps away, Qin Zhao leaned against a window and said softly: "Beat the man at the door to death!"

Five front-loaded rifles that were loaded turned around.

"Smack and fuck!"

Lu Zihong was about to walk forward and looked at his uncle's body, but five blood holes emerged from his body.

Lu Zihong was shot in the chest and waist, and even a Minie lead bullet was shot on his face. Blood exploded from the wound like a flower exploded, and in an instant it sprayed a servant next to him.

Lu Zihong felt that the flesh and blood in his body was no longer controlled by him for a moment.

After letting it go, it will be heart-wrenching pain.

"ah!"

Lu Zihong fell to the ground and rolled, and the servant beside him was stunned.

The master is dead, and the young master is going to die too?

What's going on? What's going on? Where is the assassin?

The assassin was the servant who blocked the sedan chair just now? But he had already run away?

The assassin was on the wall around? But there was no one on the wall?

Lu Zihong rolled on the ground twice, unable to roll anymore, and his body began to twitch irregularly. After about five breaths of convulsions, he lost all his consciousness and died next to the stone lion with its teeth and claws.

After thinking for a few seconds, the servants of the Lu family looked at the second floor of the restaurant in the distance.

Because no matter what, the sound of slap comes from there.

But can someone really take human life from more than a hundred steps away? If someone can do this, wouldn’t it be invincible on the battlefield?

The servants knew that they had met a god today, and they rushed into the Lu family's mansion to hide and fled around.

Qin Zhao looked at Lu Zihong who was lying in a pool of blood and sneered.

Qin Zhao still remembers the arrogant and domineering second-generation aura when Lu Zihong came to smash his sofa shop.

Feng Shui takes turns, and today Lu Zihong died at his own hands, like killing a chicken.

Qin Zhao gently knocked on the window and smiled and said, "It's over! The work is over!"

Five snipers quickly put away their rifles and prepared to sneak out of Guangzhou City from the back street of the store.

Qin Ning each stuffed ten taels of silver and said, "Be careful to keep it confidential!"

...

"Maining the Mansion! Lu Yixuan didn't know who he was beaten and died at the door of his nephew's house!"

Wang Huacheng respected Ding Kuichu for a rare moment and said sadly: "Even his nephew was beaten to death."

Ding Kuichu looked shocked and asked, "How did he die?"

Wang Huacheng sighed and said, "I saw the body, it was killed by a musket."

Ding Kuichu opened his eyes wide in surprise and asked, "Can the murderer be captured?"

Wang Huacheng sighed: "I searched all the places around eighty steps in the Lu family gate, but that area was a gathering place for officials' children and nephews. Once you check it, you will know that no strangers entered that area that day."

When Ding Kuichu heard this, sweat had already emerged from her forehead.

Wang Huacheng continued: "The servant of the Lu family said that when Lu Yixuan opened the curtain of the sedan chair, he was beaten to death as soon as he showed his face. He heard the sound of slap at that time, and the firearm seemed to be coming from the second floor of a restaurant in the distance."

Ding Kuichu quickly asked: "Who belongs to that restaurant?"

Wang Huacheng took a breath and said, "This is strange here. The restaurant was recently bought by the garrison of Jinghai Guard Qin Zhao. You can see the Lu family yard from the window on the second floor of the restaurant. However, my servants went there to measure it. The second floor of the restaurant is a hundred steps away from the Lu family gate."

"One hundred steps? That's so far?"

Wang Huacheng said: "That's right, you are the Minister of War. Do you know that there are firearms in the world that can take human life from a hundred steps away?"

Ding Kuichu's face was gloomy and sunny. He thought for a long time, but shook his head and said, "How can a firearm in this world take human life at a hundred steps? I really haven't heard of it."

After a pause, Ding Kuichu said again: "Can Qin Zhao, who is like Luban, invented new things and can take human life in a hundred steps?"

Wang Huacheng sneered and said, "If Qin Zhao invented such a thing, then let alone Guangzhou City could not stop him, Qin Zhao, even if the capitals of eastern and western Guangdong provinces suppressed Xiangshan County, they would not be able to suppress Lu Ban's rebirth like him."

Ding Kuichu thought about it, suddenly felt her legs weak and she staggered on the sofa.

Wang Huacheng shook his head and sighed, saying, "Although I feel that Qin Zhao is extremely suspicious now, we have no evidence to conclude that the murderer is him."

Ding Kuichu's face turned pale and she didn't say anything.

Wang Huacheng said: "Main the Mansion! Now that the Guangzhou magistrate who sealed Qin Zhao's shop has died, Qin Zhao opened his shop again, and the Tongzhi from Guangzhou dared not stop him. Should we call Tongzhi from Guangzhou and force him to seal Qin Zhao's shop?"

Ding Kuichu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"Slow down! Press the male! Slow down!"

"Lu Yixuan has been operating in Guangzhou for five or six years, and the tree has deep roots. When Lu Yixuan was beaten to death, there will naturally be people who will attack Qin Zhao for trouble."

Ding Kuichu seemed to have no concern about how to deal with Qin Zhao. Instead, he asked Wang Huacheng: "Lu Yixuan was beaten to death after opening the curtain of the sedan chair. So as long as he sits in the sedan chair and doesn't open the curtain of the sedan chair, he will not be beaten to death?"

Wang Huacheng was a little angry and looked at Ding Kuichu awkwardly.

Ding Kuichu smiled bitterly and said, "Please! You don't know that I offended Qin Zhao very much. It's really unpredictable whether this boy would ambush me in Zhaoqing Mansion!"

Wang Huacheng rolled his eyes.

He understood that Ding Kuichu was frightened. In a short period of time, it was impossible to find Ding Kuichu to deal with Qin Zhao.

But if there is no coordination of the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi in Guangdong Province, who can govern Qin Zhao? Could it be that he, the censor, should coordinate?
Chapter completed!