After bidding farewell to a sleepy night, Yingxiongzhuang welcomed a guest early.
When Xia Shang got up and opened the door, he saw Fengqi, the state minister, standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a gloomy face. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. What caught people's attention was his livid expression, which was extremely gloomy.
I think that when I first met Feng Qi, he still looked like a kind old man. Today, he looks like a corpse.
The speed at which the phoenix rose was somewhat unexpected, but Xia Shang knew why.
There was no one in the courtyard, so Xia Shang sat down at the stone table next to him.
Feng Qi couldn't hold it any longer and said in a low voice: "My lord, something happened last night."
"About Chang Feng?"
Feng Qi was slightly shocked: "Your Excellency already knows?"
"I don't know, just guessing."
Feng Qi took a sharp breath: "Baili Si is finished!"
"Chang Feng is dead?"
"Dead. There are also more than thirty core members of Bailisi, all dead! No one survived."
"The others in Bailis are also dead?"
This news really surprised Xia Shang. He made a divination last night, and the divination of Chang Feng seemed to mean a narrow escape from death, and it would be difficult to escape from the catastrophe. He heard that Chang Feng's death was normal, but he did not expect that other people in Bailisi would not escape the same fate.
"Who did it? He actually wiped out Bailisi overnight!"
Feng Qi shook his head: "If my subordinates knew, they wouldn't be so anxious. Everyone in Bailisi was killed by one person, and each of them was fatal with one move. It was definitely the hand of the Dzogchen Grandmaster."
"Great Perfection?"
"Early this morning, the second prince had already sent someone to take care of the body. His subordinates went to see it in person. The wounds were very fine and were not caused by ordinary swords. There are only two people in the entire Jiangnan who can create such wounds."
"who?"
"Ye Liuyun, the leader of the Liuyun Sect, is the best master in the south of the Yangtze River, Shuiyue Fairy. But Ye Liuyun has not reached the realm of Dzogchen. It is not easy to kill Chang Feng and Baili Si, and it is very difficult to eliminate them overnight. Therefore, I think
Shuiyue Villa is the most suspect, and Shuiyue Villa is inextricably linked to the Baiyi Sect."
Xia Shang frowned. He thought it was impossible because he planned the whole thing alone and Chang Feng's death was an accident. In Xia Shang's plan, Chang Feng was able to escape smoothly, but now that Chang Feng is dead,
Everyone in Bailis died as well. Something unexpected must have happened.
And this accident is by no means so simple to judge. Since the other party is killing people and silencing them, erasing all traces, it must be someone or a force who is unwilling to reveal their identity. This is attributed to the murder of some people with clear faces.
It's really unreasonable.
Xia Shang didn't speak, Feng Qi had already taken out a volume of handwriting.
The content of the handwriting is consistent with what Feng Qi said before, but Xia Shang doesn't quite understand: "What does this mean?"
"The First Lord will take a look at it. If there is no doubt, he will sign here. I will send someone to the capital immediately."
Xia Shang was hesitant. According to Feng Qi, when the emperor learned that he would definitely blame Fairy Shuiyue.
Fairy Shuiyue is Ye Haitang, a very important friend of Xia Shang. It is really unreasonable to put a blame on her head for no reason like this.
"Lord Fengqi, isn't this a bit hasty?"
Feng Qi looked sad: "Sir, there is no time to delay. This incident is not just the death of Chang Feng, but also the elimination of a major force in the Metropolitan Procuratorate overnight. Fifty years ago, it would have been a major event that shocked the government and the public.
. Moreover, it seems that Chang Feng died because he obtained the magic pen, but was ambushed on his way back. Now that Chang Feng is dead, it is tantamount to the magic pen falling into the hands of evildoers. For such a big matter, the emperor needs an explanation.
A clear explanation! Even if this conclusion seems hasty, if I don't explain it in time, not only me, but also the first lord, the second prince, the prefect of Suzhou, and the generals who rushed to Suzhou will be jointly and severally liable, and many people will die.
"
"Is it that serious?"
"Now all the important officials inside and outside Suzhou are doing the same thing as their subordinates."
Xia Shang thought for a while: "In that case, let's do what the adults say."
"Yes." Feng Qi slowly cupped his fists and turned around to leave.
The old face and lonely back are incompatible, and the staggering steps prove that the leader is really old.
Xia Shang could feel that the old man still had a lot to say.
"Lord Fengqi, please stay."
Feng Qi turned around and said, "Do you have any other instructions, sir?"
"Let's leave the letter to someone else and send it to the capital. I still have some questions about what happened last night. Why don't we go into the house and talk in detail?"
Feng Qi paused, signaled to Xia Shang to wait a moment, and left the courtyard first.
Xia Shang returned to the room, opened the door, opened another bottle of the best Wuliangye and poured it on.
Not long after, Feng Qi came back.
Seeing Feng Qi's livid face, Xia Shang first presented him with a glass of wine: "Master Feng Qi, please drink a glass of wine to warm yourself up first."
Feng Qi was in a bad mood, and his words were full of blame: "Sir, what time has it been? How can this subordinate be in the mood to drink?"
Xia Shang frowned: "I order you to drink."
Feng Qi was stunned, looked at Xia Shang, hesitated for a moment and drank the wine.
Feng Qi seemed to have never drunk Wuliangye. The strong smell of alcohol made him cough, but the strong alcohol entered his stomach and his face became more rosy.
"Sir, what kind of wine do you have?"
"Wuliangye, what do you think?"
"So this is Wuliangye, which is popular in Jiangnan? It's really extraordinary."
"Would you like another bite?"
Feng Qi was about to refuse, but after recalling the taste of the wine, he couldn't help but feel greedy. His face turned red and he asked for a few more glasses.
After these few sips of strong wine, Feng Qi was slightly tipsy and not as rigid as before. He sat opposite Xia Shang, lowered his head slightly, and put his hands on the table in a daze.
This time it was not that Xia Shang was trying to make excuses due to his drunkenness, but he could see that the old man in front of him was brooding over Chang Feng's death. He was very sad, but he could not reveal it due to his age and identity.
Xia Shang just hoped that he would feel better after drinking.
Xia Shang also took a few sips. To be honest, Chang Feng's death had a lot to do with Xia Shang. If he hadn't wanted to clear up his relationship with the magic pen, Chang Feng wouldn't have become the target of public criticism.
A gust of cold wind entered the room, blowing away the lethargy of the two of them. Xia Shang rubbed his head, gathered his thoughts, and asked: "Master Fengqi, how long have you known Chang Feng?"
"Not long ago, this time I came to Suzhou, it was the first time I met Chang Feng in person."
"Oh?" Fengqi's answer surprised Xia Shang, "Then why is Lord Fengqi so sad about Chang Feng's death?"
"Sad? Who is so sad?"
A wry smile appeared on the old man's face, and then he explained in a low voice: "It's just that I saw that the dignified Metropolitan Procuratorate was deteriorating day by day, and I felt panicked. I have been in the Metropolitan Procuratorate for sixty-seven years, and I have witnessed with my own eyes what the Metropolitan Procuratorate has experienced.
The rise and fall of the city. Now, the only person who firmly believes that there is only one Metropolitan Procuratorate in the world is also dead. It seems that the Metropolitan Procuratorate really exists in name only." (To be continued)