Chapter Twenty-Three Poised
Baihu Mansion, in the bedroom.
Jinman City hugged his concubine and slept sweetly. He was broad-minded and fat, and his sleep was already very good. Now the offensive of the Mongols has slowed down and there is no threat of war.
Not only did he have to slap on his concubine's belly every day, he could sleep until midnight.
"ah!!!"
As the shrill screams rang out, King Manchester City shuddered and woke up.
"Which thief is so cunning? Fortunately, it's daytime now, wouldn't it be scary at night?" Jin Man City cursed, and wanted to hold her confused concubine and continue to sleep.
Soon a slave knocked on the door outside and reported: "Sir Li Xiaoqi is dead."
"What does Li Xiaoqi have to do with me? I want to sleep, don't bother me." After muttering, Jinman City hummed for a while before she realized.
"What did you say? Li Ding is dead?"
King Manchester City lifted up the bedding and sat up, shocked.
It is a peaceful time, and there are only so many people in the military camp, and it is very strange that even if a soldier dies, let alone Li Ding dies?
Moreover, Li Ding is healthy on weekdays, why did he die suddenly?
"Report to Master, it's Li Ding who died." The slave outside the door said through the closed door.
"Why did you die? Did you die suddenly?" Kingsman City was completely awakened, lifting the bedding and standing up, looking for his own clothes to put on.
His concubine hummed a few times, pulled the quilt to cover her fragrant body, and continued to sleep.
"What a slut." King Manchester City turned around and cursed, then listened to the domestic slave's answer.
"It seems that he died suddenly, but it is more likely that he was killed." The slave replied.
"Hmm?!!!!" King Manchester City was stunned for a long time, then shivered, feeling extremely cold.
"In our military camp, the little flag was killed?"
King City's teeth began to tremble. He looked around and seemed as if an assassin was lying in the room, stabbing him to death at any time.
"Yeah." The slave nodded.
"Call the two general flags." King City was silent for a long time before speaking.
"Yes." The slave responded and turned around.
Not long after, Jin Mancheng, who was wearing a green narrow-sleeved casual dress, left the bedroom and came to the main hall.
The general flag Li Kun and Cheng Gao had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that King Manchester City came in, they stood up and paid a visit and sat down immediately.
King Manchester City nodded, came to the upper seat and sat down, then he looked up and looked at the two general flags carefully.
Li Kun is forty-one years old this year, with a bold face and a fat body. He is wearing a black brocade robe and looks like a wealthy man. He is a boss's flag and hasn't moved his butt in more than ten years.
Cheng Gao is 32 years old this year. He is quite feminine and has a slightly flowing beard. He is wearing a white long gown and looks like a scholar.
He became the general flag four years ago.
Li Kun sat without expression on his face, without any sadness or joy. However, when Jinman City looked carefully, he could still vaguely see the depths of this person's eyes, with a little contempt.
Cheng Gao's face turned ashen, and there was whiteness in the ashen.
Li Ding is his small flag.
On weekdays, King Manchester City plays the left and right balance technique and can have a relationship with these two people. However, the two general flags are not in the way of dealing with each other, and now this is the case.
It is normal for one to have fun and the other to be ashamed and angry.
At this time, a slave brought in three cups of tea and placed them on the coffee table beside the three of them. Jinman City slowly picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he said slowly: "Cheng Zongqi. Have you checked it carefully?"
Cheng Gao took a deep breath and looked at Li Kun first. Li Kun felt it and looked up and gave Cheng Gao a smile.
Cheng Gao's teeth were clenched and said, "Report to the 100-household masters. Bei Zhi has investigated it. According to the situation at the scene, Li Ding was mostly suffocated to death. According to the confession of his slave Chen Guang, Wu Nian under Li Ding's command is very suspicious."
"Bizhi is planning to interrogate Wu Nian."
If this matter is really what Wu Nian calls it. Then the slap is his face.
The soldiers killed the officer.
What a ridiculous thing about this special code.
"Well. Let me bring the person up here. I'll watch you interrogate him in person." King City nodded slightly.
"Yes." Cheng Gao was a little reluctant. Isn't this a joke? But he had no choice but to respond, stand up and go to the door, and instruct his servants to bring Wu Nian in.
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Outside the house where Li Ding Xiaoqi was located, it was surrounded by soldiers and could not be separated.
But the soldiers were not too serious, but instead whispered to each other, talking and talking.
"Do you think this Li Ding was really killed by Wu Nian?"
"How is this possible? With the drunken personality of Wu Nian, can he kill someone?"
"It's hard to say. Recently, Wu Nian seems to have changed into a different person."
Inside the house.
Wu Nian sat on the bed, surrounded by Zhang Sheng, Li Yong, Tie Niu, and Wang Gui.
Wu Nian's expression did not change at all, and he was calm and composed. On the contrary, the expressions of Zhang Sheng, Tie Niu and the four others were very exciting.
I want to speak but stop.
They very much suspect that it was Wu Nian who killed him.
Yesterday, Wu Nian couldn't hide his eyes when he wanted to cut a knife.
But they are not very sure.
The soldier sneaked into Xiaoqi's room and killed Xiaoqi. He did not use a dagger or an axe, but suffocated to death, leaving no evidence.
Can this kid Wu Nian do it?
They wanted to ask, but they couldn't.
How to ask.
"Brother, did you really kill Xiaoqi?"
Is this asking?
With a "creaking", the door was opened. Everyone in thought woke up and turned their heads to look at the door.
Wu Nian calmly got off the bed and put on his shoes.
The person who came was Cheng Gao's family slave. He said to Wu Nian politely: "Wu Nian. Lord General Banner asked me to invite you to Baihu Mansion."
"I'm working hard." Wu Nian calmly clasped his fists and went out with his family slave.
The slave looked at Wu Nian with admiration.
Just because of this calmness, no matter whether the person was killed by Wu Nian or not, this is a character.
If it weren't for Wu Nian's killing, then Wu Nian would have been wronged.
Isn’t the person who was wronged panic or angry?
If the person was really killed by Wu Nian.
It's really terrible to keep your face off after killing someone.
Li Yong and others couldn't speak for a moment. This time, it might be between life and death. It seemed as if something was blocking Li Yong and others' throats.
This brother is a real brother, and they can't bear to leave it alone.
Should Li Ding kill? Should he be killed.
So what if Wu Nian really killed it?
It was not until Wu Nian took a few steps that Li Yong chased him out and shouted, "Brother, don't worry. We will talk to you."
Tie Niu, Zhang Sheng and others nodded quickly and agreed.
Wu Nian really wants to complain.
"What do you mean when you talk to me?"
"Even if you want to make a confession, you will still discuss it privately. Don't conspire so loudly."
Chapter completed!