Yun Mo said that the person who stopped in the mourning hall was not Wen Zhongli, and he was not a mouthful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wen Zhongli is in a high position, although the people of Gangneung Mansion are not happy, but he has a good life, he is served every day, he has not done any heavy work, and it is impossible for him to have so many scars on his hands. Judging by the degree of new injuries on his hands, this person should be a craftsman, and he often comes into contact with sharp gadgets on weekdays. What's more, Wen Zhongli is a scholar, how can he say that he has also been in the top three, how can he not have any calluses on his fingers?

Murong Lingfeng blinked, "So Wen Zhongli made the Zhaojin Cicada come out of his shell, and planned to escape by himself?"

"He shouldn't have left yet," Yun Mo looked at the person lying in the coffin, "Can you tell how this person died?"

Murong Lingfeng took out a silver needle and pricked it in the corpse, and then pulled out the silver needle, which had already turned black and purple, "Poisoned, and it is acute poison, seeing the blood seal the throat and killing with one blow." ”

"Then this life has to be counted on Wen Zhongli's head. ”

Murong Lingfeng shook his head, how could a person be so bad that he had read all the Lile poetry books in vain?

While the two were talking, there was a commotion outside, probably because Wen Zhizhang was discovered. Murong Lingfeng waved his sleeves and sent out a puff of white smoke. The monks in the outer chamber all woke up, and no one noticed anything different.

Yun Mo covered the lid of the coffin and jumped out of the window with Murong Lingfeng. The two avoided the courtyard and left the Wen Mansion.

At this time, I saw that the officials of Jiangling Mansion were resolute, and a team of people ran by on the street, saying that they wanted to arrest a young man wearing a white dress and a mask, and the prince had an order to arrest him alive. For a while, the streets of Gangneung Province were boiling.

Yun Mo took Murong Lingfeng and hid in a small alley, looking at the white jade mask on her face, "Can you get it down?"

Murong Lingfeng spread his hands, "I can't help it, the afterimage mask can only be solved by my mother, and I can't get it myself." ”

Yun Mo is in trouble, this recognition is too high, why don't you send her back to Black Tiger Village to avoid the limelight first? But there are still many things they haven't found out.

The small door behind the two of them suddenly opened, and a man poked his head out and looked left and right, and saw them at a glance. Yun Mo and Murong Lingfeng glanced at each other, let's run first. The man beckoned to them, "Guest, guest, come in!"

When they got closer, they found that the person was the shopkeeper of Qingyuan Building.

The shopkeeper led them into the house through the back door, and the shopkeeper was waiting in the yard, and when he saw them coming in, he hurriedly greeted them, "The old man just looked like Engong had passed, let the little monkey come and see, but I didn't expect it to be Engong." The shopkeeper took them into the house, "Although Eun Gong lives here, wait until the limelight has passed before leaving." The decay is hidden here, and they can't find it. ”

The shopkeeper said this, but Yun Mo and the others were still embarrassed to stay like this, "If it is discovered, you will also suffer." ”

The shopkeeper waved his hand, not caring at all, "If it weren't for the presence of Engong, the little monkey and I would have become lonely ghosts now! People who have died once are still afraid of death?" The shopkeeper sighed and personally brought them a bowl of tea, "There are just me and the little monkey in this house, and a few guys." We are all generals, not afraid of death, and Engong does not have to worry. ”

The shopkeeper's words have all been said about this, and Yun Mo and they will no longer shirk.

Murong Lingfeng looked at this big courtyard, the layout was clear and antique, it should be a big family, why did it wither like this?" "Grandpa, don't you have a family?"

"Yes, three sons, two daughters, and seven or eight grandchildren, the old man can be regarded as a full house of children and grandchildren!" mentioned his own grandson and daughter, the shopkeeper's eyebrows were crooked, "The youngest grandson is older than you!"

Murong Lingfeng didn't understand it even more, "Then why aren't they there?"

The shopkeeper sighed helplessly, "They were all driven away by the old decay." The old man looked at the acacia tree in the yard, and could only lower his eyes and shake his head, "Now this Jiangling Mansion is just like this house, it is dilapidated, it is no longer a place for people to stay, and those who have some ability are gone." Originally, the children also walked with me, but ...... This Qingyuan Building is the foundation handed down by the ancestors, my Guo family is the family that relied on it, I ran up and down in this building when I was a child, and I was really reluctant to leave this old guy. There is also this house, I have lived in it all my life, and I don't have a few days to live anyway, so I will pay for this old bone. ”

"Jiangling Mansion has always been one of the most prosperous cities in the Southern Chu Kingdom, how did it become like this?"

"Prosperity, that's all in the past. If Wen Zhongli is hypocritical, then Wen Zhizhang is really evil. The shopkeeper said, "Wen Zhongli pays attention to reputation, and bad things will be counted on others, and he himself can be a great good person praised by the villagers." Therefore, he still pays attention to the proportion of his work, and he does not do things absolutely. Except for those of us who have been blackmailed by him all the year round, the people don't know his face at all, and they think how good he is. But since his son was dropped out of the academy and returned to Gangneung Mansion, everything has changed. The little mosquito is completely different from his father, and he doesn't care what others say. Bullying men and women, robbing and robbing, there is nothing he has not done! Moreover, Wen Zhongli doted on this son very much, and some people went to report to the officials to sue the little mosquito, but his father ignored it, but beat the wronged person half to death, and the people only then understood what kind of person Wen Zhongli was! This little mosquito has been back for three years, and the people of the entire Jiangling Mansion are bored with life, and they are complaining, and life is really unbearable!"

The shopkeeper looked at them and said tentatively, "The old man dares to ask, are the two bengongs the lord of the Qincha?"

Yun Mo and Murong Lingfeng glanced at each other, "Grandpa, why do you think so?"

"The old man has been sitting in the lobby of Qingyuan Building all his life, and he has seen too many people, and he is very accurate. The two benevolent dukes are all noble, especially this one," he pointed at Yun Mo, "Don't be angry and arrogant! Only a person who has been in a high position for a long time and has the power of life and death in his hands can have such domineering." ”

"What about me?" asked Murong Lingfeng, pointing to his nose.

The shopkeeper smiled, "Xiao Engong is naturally extremely cute, it can be seen that he has been favored at home." Probably there is no one who doesn't like Xiao Engong!"

Murong Lingfeng pursed her lips, "Of course the master is loved by everyone," she straightened up and raised her head to look at the shopkeeper arrogantly, "Do you see the domineering spirit on the master?"

The shopkeeper covered his mouth and nodded, "I saw it." "No matter how you look at it, it's a spoiled child, pretending to be an adult.

Murong Lingfeng was unhappy, "It's so insincere!"

Yun Mo took her into his arms, "Isn't it your person no matter how domineering I am?" ”

"Can it still be counted like this?" Murong Lingfeng blinked and looked at Yun Mo with wide eyes.

Yun Mo gestured to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper immediately understood, "Yes, that's it, it's still Xiao Engong who is the most powerful!"

Murong Lingfeng leaned into Yun Mo's arms and poked his chest, "Believe you for the time being!"

"If the two benevolent fathers are really Lord Qincha, then the old man wants to report to the official. The shopkeeper suddenly became serious.

Yun Mo also paid attention to this when he heard this, "What grievances does the old man have?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "Not for me, but for my short-lived eldest grandson and his like-minded classmates." The shopkeeper knelt down for Yun Mo, "My lord, my Guo family has been a businessman for generations, and Ming'er is a scholar." The Guo family devoted themselves to cultivating him. It's a pity that when Ming'er was seventeen years old, he went to Chongming Mountain with his friends to play, but the carriage overturned halfway up the mountain, and all thirteen of them fell off the cliff and none survived. ”

Yun Mo picked up the shopkeeper, "Do you suspect that they were killed?"

"The thirteen of them sat in three carriages, what do you say that under what circumstances can the three carriages roll over together?" the shopkeeper asked rhetorically, "and the place where they overturned is the most precipitous place in Chongming Mountain, and on weekdays, some people from the rivers and lakes will go there to compete, but how could a group of scholars run over there? You know, it is a wasteland on the side of the mountain, there is no beautiful scenery, and there is no way anywhere." ”

"Do you think the old man has led them over there and killed them?"

The shopkeeper was silent for a while, and he didn't say yes or no, "There is no evidence for it, and the old man doesn't dare to say anything." However, after that, Lao Yu discovered a bizarre thing in the investigation - all the scholars in Jiangling Mansion who had some talents did not live to be nineteen years old. Either he died of illness or died of an accident. There are still some people who are alive and dead, and there are no corpses!"

"Are you jealous of talents? Hey, it's not right, aren't the three sons of Jiangling all living well?"

The shopkeeper nodded, "Xiao Engong is very right. There are only these three learned people left in Gangneung Mansion, and they have been talented since then, so they are still famous. ”

"It doesn't seem to be necessarily a jealousy of talent, but it may also be a person's jealousy of talent. Yun Mo said. "Hasn't anyone else found out about this problem?"

"This third son of Jiangling controls the entire Jiangling Mansion, even if someone sees it, they don't dare to investigate deeply. When the old man found out these eyebrows, he almost led to death, so he had to stop and act as if nothing had happened. The shopkeeper said helplessly, but there was really no way. On the one hand, the eldest grandson is blind to death, and on the other hand, the lives of more than 30 men, women and children in the family. ”

"The old man trusts him like this, and he will not be disappointed. Yun Mo responded.

The more the shopkeeper looked, the more he felt that this person was not simple, maybe he really met a noble person this time, "I haven't asked for the name of Engong yet." ”

"In the Lower Cloud Desert. ”

"Cloud ...... ......The shopkeeper looked at him and suddenly gasped, and his knees were about to kneel down as soon as his knees were weak, "grass people ......"

Yun Mo stretched out his hand to help him, "The old man just calls me Yun Gongzi." ”