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Chapter 204 The emperor, the subject is eighteen

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    Wang Zhao died in the bedroom of his own house, his body was separated, and a picture of a beauty was covered on his body, which was the same as that of Fan Li Chenghan.

    Wang Zhao, who was sick, seemed to be a little crazy. He didn't allow anyone to approach him, and stayed in the house every day like a ghost, muttering nonsense.

    ? On the day of his death, at Maoshi, the servants of the mansion heard that there was no sound in the house, so they tried to knock on the door. After a long time of no response, they pushed the door and entered the house for fear of accidents. It turned out that Wang Zhao was dead, his body lying on the ground, with his head hanging from the bed curtain.

    In Wang Zhao's bedroom.

    Although the corpse had been carried out, there was still a strong smell of blood in the house.

    Luqiu Gongyu paced in the room, glanced over the slightly messy furnishings one by one, stroked his finger on the mark cut by a sharp weapon on the bed frame, and asked Ting Weicheng Zhao Yunshan.

    "Do you think Wang Zhao's death was caused by the same murderer as Fan Li and Cheng Han?"

    Zhao Yunshan hesitated for a moment, before speaking hesitantly, "Judging from the death conditions and the layout of the scene, it is indeed the same person."

    "However, there are obvious signs of fighting in the house."

    "The results of the autopsy done by Wu have just arrived. The wound on the broken neck was not severed in one blow, and the incision is very uneven."

    "Instead, the corpse has scars on its hands, back, and legs. It should have been a fight with the murderer before death."

    Luqiu Gongyu nodded, appreciatively, "I sent people to watch outside Wang Zhao's mansion, and no strangers came in or out that day."

    "There are a few officials who came to visit."

    "But it doesn't rule out that the murderer is a master of light kung fu."

    Zhao Yunshan understood, "The next official will investigate immediately."

    Lu Qiu Gongyu wandered back and forth in the house for a few times before going out, looking at the wives and concubines who were kneeling and weeping in the courtyard and asked, "What's unusual about Mr. Wang recently?"

    The people in the first courtyard looked at each other for a moment, then shook their heads silently.

    Wang Zhaozheng's wife wiped her tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she murmured as if remembering something, "The day before yesterday the husband who had been bedridden suddenly got out of bed and rushed out of the house, went to the study and kept searching for something.  .¡±

    "At that time, his eyes were red, his complexion was blue and gray, and he frightened many people like a demon."

    "Did he say anything?" Luqiu Gongyu asked.

    "He kept saying in his mouth: If you want to silence, I won't let you live."

    "I was terrified, and I couldn't hear everything"

    Luqiu Gongyu and Zhao Yunshan glanced at each other, everything was kept silent.

    "Gong Yu!"

    Qin Mian, who was exhausted, stepped on the roof and galloped forward using lightness skills.

    Luqiu Gongyu showed joy when he saw him come back, "You're back?"

    "I'm back." Qin Mian replied, "I'm exhausted."

    "I haven't closed my eyes for three whole days. I have checked everything you asked me to do. Is there anything wrong?"

    Luqiu Gongyu smiled, "If you don't come back again, Brother Huang probably should order someone to beat me up."

    Let's talk about Bai Qi.

    After being raised in the palace for a period of time, Bai Shangshen, who had gained ten catties from birth, went berserk. Lu Qiuheng finally nodded and took him and Hei Qi out of the palace under his soft and hard ways.

    Bringing Baiqi is petting.

    Bringing black seven is completely stalking.

    After leaving the palace, Bai Shangshen, who took off his mask and put on ordinary clothes, instantly changed from a majestic and fierce Rakshasa to an approachable little brother next door.

    Along the way, Lu Qiuheng stared at Bai Qi like a thief, fearing that if he was not careful, he would run away.

    After wandering around the bustling street for a long time, Bai Shangshen took him and Hei Qi into the Nanshu Rhyme Pavilion under Lu Qiuheng's frightening gaze.

    In the box.

    After ordering table melons and fruits and a jug of sweet and sour fruit wine, Bai Shangshen held his chin and let out a long and comfortable breath, looking out the window at the crowd downstairs, wondering what he was thinking.

    "Your Majesty, look." Bai Qi signaled Lu Qiuheng to look outside.

    Lu Qiuheng glanced out of the window, besides people or people, what is there to see?

    "When the people are in peace and things are in harmony with each other, the eight streets and nine streets are thriving. In a world of supreme rule under the emperor's rule, it's great that the common people live and work in peace and contentment," Bai Qi said.

    Lu Qiuheng glanced at the people coming and going below, and remained silent.

    After Lu Qiuheng ascended the throne, strict laws and severe punishments were imposed. Anyone who violated the law would be punished with extremely severe criminal laws.

    But in terms of governing the country and bringing peace to the people, Lu Qiuheng never used tyranny to treat them harshly.

    It's just that the outside world's description of him is too cruel and frightening, brother-killing, bloodthirsty, cruel and ruthless, the people are afraid of him, so they ignore him.

    "You don't have to follow." Luqiu Gongyu who had walked to the door stopped and called Qin Mian.

    "You run around for a few days and stay in the palace to rest. Later, you will ask your servants to prepare water and meals, wash up and then eat something."

    "No need." Qin Mian smiled.

    "If you don't need me to follow, then I will go back."

    "I met Yan Weiwei on the way back to Beijing. He was injured. I took him back to Beijing and settled him in the inn. I went to see him."

    Luqiu Gongyu replied, "Go."

    "If you don't have enough money, go to Curry to get it yourself."

    "yes."

    After Luqiu Gongyu left, Qin Mian simply stuffed some pastries to satisfy his hunger and left the house quickly.

    On the way back to Beijing, Qin Mian met Yan Changjun who ran into a pack of wolves. At that time, Yan Changjun was seriously injured.

    According to Yan Changjun, he met a group of Jianghu people on the way back after successfully suppressing the bandits. He was plotted against and injured and his subordinates were separated.

    Qin Mian returned to the inn where Yan Changjun lived, went upstairs and pushed the door open without knocking.

    The smoke was lingering behind the screen in the room, and Qin Mian could only vaguely see a back that was not considered broad.

    "Yan Weiwei."

    Qin Mian yelled, but there was no response, so he couldn't help being a little suspicious.

    Could it be that he fell asleep?

    "You have injuries, how can you take a bath?"

    Qin Mian muttered and walked towards him.

    Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the screen, Yan Changjun, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly turned his head sharply, and the towel with water wrapped in his internal force fiercely drew towards Qin Mian's face.

    Qin Mian "!!"

    Nanshu Rhyme Museum.

    In the private room, Du Xuanqing had just poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to Kai Shiwan, when there was a loud noise, and the door of the room was instantly shattered.

    Bai Qi retreated into the room, and a group of black-clothed and masked assassins swarmed up and surrounded him.

    Du Xuanqing suddenly stood up and stood in front of Kai Shifu, calling out loudly, "Come on! Come on!"

    Bai Qi kept retreating under the menacing threat of the assassin, and tables and benches flew all over the sky.

    Kai Shifan stepped forward and pulled Du Xuanqing back, waved away the flying hard objects with the folding fan in his hand, and led Du Xuanqing back towards the door.

    Bai Shangshen's eyes froze, he dodged one's sword 'seriously', and raised his foot to kick the person who was about to sneak attack.

    The assassin suddenly threw at Kai Shifan and Du Xuanqing who were at the door. Kai Shifan's brows frowned, and Bai Qi keenly noticed that his hand holding the folding fan was obviously not strong enough, and it seemed that he was seriously ill.

    "careful."

    Du Xuanqing stood in front of Kai Shiwan, and kicked the incoming assassin a few feet away.

    Du Xuanqing and Kai Shifan withdrew from the room where the melee was fought.

    The audience is gone, and Bai Qi's acting is no longer working hard, and there is a hint of deep thought in his eyes.

    The frightened assassins (dark guards) felt miserable.

    After 'assassinating' the man who 'assassinated' the emperor, it is probably the first time in history that the dark guards have done what they did.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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