Dr. Jiu, who was waiting next to him, hurriedly stepped forward and apologized: "It was my lack of waiting that disturbed Mr. Lang's interest!"
"That's it!"
An Zhongjing's smile faded, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "That's Brother Fu's family member. Please persuade her to leave with good words and don't use force."
Jia Sibo also sighed: "What a pity, Brother Fu."
Fu Ge was once a guest of the young nobles of Liangzhou. He was widely recognized for his superb polo skills.
Just like the sports stars of later generations, everyone ignored his background and really liked him.
It's a pity that he lost his temper at the critical moment. On the eve of the match with Tubo, he couldn't stand the pressure and committed suicide.
Everyone was angry and sad.
Of course, this is also the final victory of the game, and the result becomes better. Otherwise, there will be only anger and no regret.
However, the next moment, there was a ping-pong-pong sound outside, and the woman's voice actually became closer: "Alang makes the decision for my husband!"
An Zhongjing raised his eyebrows and said apologetically to Li Yan: "This woman is fierce, Yuan Fang. I failed to control her well and made you laugh."
Li Yan said: "My husband is unlucky and emotional. It's human nature."
An Zhongjing was a little annoyed when he heard that the commotion outside was getting worse: "Let her in!"
Not long after, a tall and strong woman with disheveled hair, wearing white linen mourning clothes, was brought in.
After she came in, she fell to the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, looking miserable: "Liniang pays homage to Alang, please make the decision for my husband!"
"It doesn't have to be like this, just get up and talk."
An Zhongjing raised his hand: "You just said that Brother Fu didn't commit suicide. Why do you think so?"
Liniang stood up and smoothed her hair, revealing a beautiful and resolute face: "My husband was so confident yesterday and promised me that he would win against Tubo. How could he commit suicide overnight? He was killed by
People are being murdered!"
An Zhongjing shook his head helplessly.
The collapse of an adult often occurs in an instant. Brother Fu, who started from a humble beginning and changed his destiny by playing polo, suddenly faced the highly anticipated competition. It is not surprising that he was crushed. In front of his wife, he was just pretending.
Liniang seemed to be able to tell what An Zhongjing was thinking. She took out something from her arms and said urgently: "My husband is not forcing himself on me. This is the diary he wrote. Please read it!"
The diary is an ancient diary. An Zhongjing took it and looked at it casually, with a surprised expression.
He quickly turned to the end and read it carefully: "Did he really write this yesterday?"
Liniang nodded: "Yes! I will never deceive Alang!"
"Weird!"
An Zhongjing frowned, and when he saw Jia Sibo leaning over, he took the initiative to hand it over.
"I never thought Brother Fu could write so well!"
Jia Sibo took it and soon said curiously: "The pen is strong and written in one breath. This cannot be written by someone who is looking for short-sightedness."
With that said, he turned it over to Li Yan.
"It is indeed a good word."
Li Yan read the first article and nodded slightly.
Brother Fu's handwriting is really good. Just looking at this thick diary, he looks like a boy from a poor family in the Central Plains, preparing to take part in the imperial examination.
Moreover, the content of the diary, in addition to recording the daily life of a polo player and full of shooting skills, also includes reading notes from time to time.
Li Yan saw the Taoist "Tongxuan Jing", which was not much worse than the explanations given by the academic doctors.
Knowledge changes destiny!
Li Yan understood. No wonder this Khitan young man could become a guest in various mansions.
Considering that he is the direct grandson of Li Jing and can't dance, he seems a bit out of place. If Brother Fu only knows how to play polo and has nothing in common with other aristocratic families, then it will be embarrassing to attend. Others will not be able to do it next time.
Invite him.
Only by constantly enriching himself and moving closer to the nobles in conversation and knowledge will everyone take him to play with him.
It's a pity that this polo team leader who was constantly striving for improvement has turned into a cold corpse.
The sharp diary at the end contained various analysis of Tibetan tactics and longing for future life, which could no longer be realized.
The diary was circulated around, everyone started whispering, and their attitude changed.
An Zhongjing asked: "Liniang, you believe that Brother Fu was harmed by others, do you have any suspects?"
Liniang lowered her head: "I don't dare to say nonsense."
An Zhongjing said: "The house where Brother Fu died was where the team rested and prepared for the game. Only members of my Liangzhou team can enter. The body was also discovered by Shi Ming from the same team."
"If Brother Fu had not died and defeated Tubo, they would be the ones being congratulated here. But because Brother Fu died, they lost this great opportunity to perform. Do you think they will be the murderers of your husband?"
To put it bluntly, there was no motive for the murder.
For the polo players, murdering their captain would be harmful but not beneficial. Even if there were any unknown internal conflicts, it should not break out at this time.
Liniang gritted her teeth and raised her head sharply: "Alang, I suspect someone!"
If he hadn't read the diary, An Zhongjing would definitely have ignored it, but at this time he was really curious: "Tell me!"
"It's Shi Ming!"
Liniang cried and said: "My husband regards Shi Ming as a brother, but this man is a wolf-hearted man with evil intentions. He came to my house as a guest a few days ago and wanted to be scornful of me. After being scolded by me, he left!"
Among ordinary people, her beauty is considered to be a beauty. She is very eye-catching. In addition, men should be pretty and women should be pretty and filial. At this time, she was wearing filial clothes, and her eyes were weeping. Everyone felt that Shi Ming was moving.
Still discerning.
This little widow is so moist!
Bah, brothers and wives should not be bullied!
Liangzhou men are the most bloody, how can they look down upon this kind of behavior? Shi Ming is simply worse than a pig or a dog!
An Zhongjing's face completely darkened: "Is this really true?"
"I am willing to confront him! I suspected that he was harboring hatred. I didn't want my husband to defeat Tubo and gain glory, so I secretly harmed him and faked his own hanging!"
Liniang knelt down again and kowtowed to An Zhongjing, Jia Sibo and even Kang Meng: "Please make the decision for my husband!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the aristocratic families in the hall changed.
If this accusation is true, it is too egregious in nature.
This is not only a backstab from a teammate, but also the most intolerable betrayal at an important moment in the diplomacy between the two countries.
"I have one more piece of evidence."
Liniang added: "Every time my husband plays polo, the technique of tying the winning knot on the back of the saddle was taught by my concubine. It is unique. If he really committed suicide, he would definitely use this usual knot.
And when others forge it, the knots they use must be different..."
An Zhongjing looked at Kang Meng.
Kang Meng immediately said: "You can ask Zuo Zuo to confirm this matter. The rope is still reserved."
An Zhongjing waved his hand: "Okay, this matter must be confirmed quickly. I don't want such a villain hiding in my polo team!"
After that, he ordered his servants: "Go and bring Shi Ming... no, call the whole polo team and have another banquet."
After the arrangements were made, he stood up, came to Liniang, helped her up with his own hands, and said seriously: "I will get to the bottom of it, and I won't let innocent people die unjustly!"
Liniang burst into tears: "Thank you Alang!"
Although the celebration banquet was interrupted, the interest of the family members became even higher.
If it weren't for the fact that mixed male and female dancing was not popular in this era, and her husband had just died, maybe everyone would have been invited to dance.
Even so, they all came up to express their righteous attitude.
Jia Sibo was one of the few who didn't move, because he found Li Yan sitting at the banquet, and his eyes changed slightly when he looked at everyone.
That kind of penetrating look in people's hearts felt very familiar to him.
When the elders in the family look at the scheming younger ones, they will have a half-smile like this.
But now, Li Yan can actually have this kind of temperament?
Obviously in our previous interactions with him, although this person was excellent in martial arts and very mature in his behavior, he was a bit dull at times.
But now...
"Outwardly foolish, inner wise, great skill is like clumsiness?"
Jia Sibo's heart trembled, and he no longer dared to look down upon him.
And Li Yan was immersed in the wonderful changes. Looking at everything that happened on the field, he had two completely different feelings.