"Lao An, there is something very fishy about Mr. Feng Qi's death."
Liu Xu whispered, An Litong panted heavily, struggled to pull out his heavy shoes from the mud, wiped his sweat, and said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Mr. Feng Qi's head is all wet.
Is it weird to be separated from my body? Is this called murder? Have you ever seen someone who got angina and lost his head? I can’t sleep well now, and I feel like there’s a pair of eyes staring at me from behind wherever I go.”
He stopped and said nervously: "Old Liu, the disobedient person who sold us the news said that several adults in the government office are very nervous. It seems that there is something else that he doesn't know about. Do you think so?
It’s... people from the government office found something in Mr. Fengqi’s residence that represents Mr. Fengqi’s status as a royal guard?”
Liu Xu said with a stern face: "What if we find out? Our names are not on the public roster of Jinyiwei at all, and the lawsuit was brought to Yingtian Mansion, but we couldn't find out the reason. What I mean is, this
Xia Xun is very suspicious."
"Xia Xun? That country bumpkin?"
An Litong immediately sneered: "Don't you know how amazing Mr. Feng Qi's skills are? As far as Xia Xun is concerned, if he can even touch a hair of Mr. Feng Qi, I will consider him great."
Liu Xu said in a deep voice: "Then you tell me, we have been lurking in Qingzhou for four years and have been safe and sound. Why did Zhang Shisan and Mr. Feng die one after another when Xia Xun came? This is too coincidental. Besides, Mr. Feng
Qi is dead, so why was his residence burned into ruins? Don’t you think he is the only one who has a reason to kill Mr. Feng Qi?”
An Yuan said: "When Mr. Feng Qi died, he was not in the city."
Liu Xu immediately said: "But the day after Feng Zongqi died, he came back. This coincidence is not suspicious."
An Yuanwai said: "What about Thirteenth Lang? Mr. Feng Qi knew the entire case in detail. There was no murder weapon around Thirteenth Lang when he died. Xia Xun had no chance to hide the murder weapon."
"this……"
Officer An shook his fat, round head like a rattle: "So, Xia Xun is absolutely impossible."
He looked around and said nervously: "Old Liu, I always feel that our lurking in Qingzhou must have been discovered. At the beginning, Yang Wenxuan's assassination, we always thought it had nothing to do with our major events. Now it seems that it may not be
So, what if Yang Wenxuan, Zhang Shisan, and Feng Zongqi were killed by the same group of people?"
He looked around, as if the murderer was watching, and shrank his neck timidly: "General Feng Qi is dead, Zhang Shisan is dead, and the real Yang Wenxuan is also dead. Now there is no one in charge.
No, I think our job is fucking annoying, but it's not our fault. General Feng Qi and Zhang Shisan have both died in the line of duty. We two are just obedient little people running errands. What's the use of staying here?
, According to me, if we go back to Jinling, Mr. Qianshi has no reason to make things difficult for us."
Liu Xu shook his head in despair: This fat-headed guy is impossible to fight with.
In fact, although An Litong is timid and does not want to do anything, he is not completely stupid. He also has his own plans. He is different from the other three people. Those three people are all professional military households and have been serving in Jinyiwei since they were young.
, the only profession is Jin Yiwei, if you want to get ahead you can only hope in Jin Yiwei, and what about him? He has a fortune of thousands of dollars, he has a beautiful wife and concubines, why should he follow them through life and death?
The mysterious deaths of Yang Wenxuan, Zhang Shisan, and Feng Xihui one after another frightened him, but at the same time, he felt a sense of relief and joy in his heart. He hoped that the deaths of Feng Xihui and Zhang Shisan would make Master Qian change his mind.
, give up the Qingzhou plan, then he can respond to Tianfu and become his rich man.
Therefore, his attitude is very negative. He only hopes that Yingtian Mansion will receive the news as soon as possible and make a "wise decision" as soon as possible: order him to evacuate. Of course, he does not believe that Feng Zongqi's death has anything to do with Xia Xun.
, Feng Xihui, Zhang Shisan looked down on him, even Liu Xu looked down on him, why didn't he look down on that poor beggar Xia Xun at all?
When Officer An saw that there were not many people in the cemetery outside, he became a little worried and said hurriedly: "Old Liu, I have to leave, and you should go back quickly. The assassin is so elusive, brother, I feel uneasy."
As he spoke, he turned his hand and murmured: "Oh, the rain is falling, but it is like a sword of ice and snow. When will these days of fear and fear end?"
Liu Xu looked at this unsatisfactory thing and was very angry. He cursed in a low voice: "It's really a piece of dung that can't be painted on the wall. Ice, snow, sword, etc., a stinky businessman still drags
What kind of article is this? It’s really fucking stupid.”
Liu Xu turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, his eyes slowly turned twice, and slowly began to shine: "Ice knife? If the ice knife is an ice knife, there is no need to hide it, it will go away on its own..."
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The carriage entered the city and suddenly stopped at the crossroads. There was a clicking sound of locks in my ears.
Having decided on the plan, Xia Xun opened the sedan curtain and took a look, only to see a team of bride-grooming teams passing by on the street. Although it was raining lightly, the auspicious date had been set, and the teams of welcoming and seeing off the bride were still on the road on time. Perhaps the drizzle was a bit off.
Annoying, but you can still see the joyful expressions on their faces.
Xia Xun watched the bride-offering procession pass by in front of him in a lively manner. A thought-provoking smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he asked Peng Ziqi: "Mr. Peng, do you know what the similarities are between weddings and funerals?"
“What do weddings and funerals have in common?”
Peng Ziqi thought about it seriously and replied: "I know, the similarity is that some people are happy and some are sad."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
Peng Ziqi said confidently: "Although your parents are happy for your daughter when you marry her, they will always be reluctant to part with her. It is inevitable that they will be happy and sad at the same time. Furthermore, if someone else likes the newly married man and woman, in this happy couple
Naturally, some people are happy and some are sad in life. No matter who he is, there will always be people who like him and some who don't like him. So when he dies, some will be happy and some will be sad..."
Xia Xun smiled and said, "Well, it seems to make sense."
Peng Ziqi said unconvinced: "It seems? Then tell me, what are the similarities between weddings and funerals?"
Xia Xun said slowly and calmly: "The same thing is: there are people lying on the computer~computer interview~wwwo~o"
Peng Ziqi suddenly blushed and spat: "Rogue"
Xia Xun sighed: "I just told the truth."
The wedding team walked past. Xia Xun looked at the wedding team going away. The smile on his face slowly faded and he said thoughtfully: "Getting married..." Yang is already in his prime, so it seems like it's time to get married.
.”
"oh?"
Peng Ziqi's heart suddenly jumped unsatisfactorily: "Do you... have a woman you like?"
Xia Xun murmured: "I don't know if I will like her. This is the fate of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, and the marriage that has been decided since childhood. Maybe, next spring, I should go back to my hometown in Jiangnan to get married..."
This is the way Xia Xun came up with to get rid of the relationship with King Qi. He is going to Peking this winter. This trip will take more than two months at the fastest. After coming back, he will go to Jiangnan to get married, which will take more than half a year.
, King Qi has so much business, someone must take care of it. This is a fat position. As long as he lets out a little bit of news, someone will rush to take over his job and take the blame for him.
If he lingers in Jiangnan, the King of Qi will not rush him.
When Zhu Yun attacks King Qi, he will be able to get rid of the control completely. The carp will escape from the golden hook, shake its head and tail and never come back again! Of course, there is a variable in this, and that is whether Jin Yiwei will take any measures. The reason why the male college is getting married,
I'm afraid he won't be convincing in front of the leader behind the scenes in Jinyi, so he can only resort to tricks.
Peng Ziqi's mood suddenly became very bad. With reason, she knew that she shouldn't be unhappy. She would never marry this shameless boy who hooked up with two mothers and daughters. What would he do to you if he married her or not? But she didn't know.
Why, her heart is as chaotic as rain, very tangled...
Xia Xun looked at the long street where the rain was swaying, but he became very interested: "How about it? Let's get off the car and take a walk, let's take a walk in the rain and walk back to the house?"
"I'm not...ok."
Peng Ziqi wanted to refuse, but somehow agreed, and the two of them got out of the car each holding an umbrella.
The carriage was sent away, and the two men walked slowly forward in the carriage.
"Oops" Peng Ziqi suddenly dodged and almost fell down.
Xia Xun turned around and looked at it, and couldn't help but laugh: "The shoelaces are untied? Fortunately, I was just walking, otherwise... take it."
As soon as he handed over his hand, Peng Ziqi subconsciously took the umbrella in his hand, and then Xia Xun naturally squatted down and began to tie her shoelaces. Peng Ziqi was stunned, even if she was his wife, her man
It is absolutely impossible for him to squat down and tie her shoelaces, just because he is a man and she is a woman. This is how the world has always been.
But he..., he leaned down naturally, doing it so naturally. Peng Ziqi's eyes were a little moist, and the umbrella he held in his hand was unknowingly a little crooked, and raindrops began to fall on the back of Xia Xun's clothes.
Peng Ziqi noticed it, quickly raised the umbrella, and quietly, quietly moved forward, completely covering Xia Xun under the umbrella.
The lingering raindrops shook her head and wet her shoulders.
In the breeze and drizzle, there was a small hotel in the corner of the alley. There was a pot of turbid wine and two plates of side dishes. Li Dayin, the old servant of the Liu family, was sitting at a table alone, pouring and drinking by himself. When he saw Xia Xun and Peng Ziqi holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Hearing the sound of walking in the rain, he was startled at first, and then a fierce murderous aura burst out from his eyes, and the fingers holding the wine glass tightened tightly.