What is the crime of murdering his wife, Cheng Jinghao is clear. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info now that the confession is in Liu Qiran's place, it is equivalent to a small life in the hands of the other party, where does he dare to play any tricks.

Hearing that he was in a hurry, Liu Qiran patted Cheng Jinghao's side with a horsewhip in his hand, and said with a smile: "Make me happy! Since the master invited you to eat and drink, what are you doing with a sad face." ”

Cheng Jinghao complained bitterly in his heart, how could he laugh at this scene. But he was really afraid of Liu Qiran's methods, and barely squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

After looking at him, Liu Qiran frowned slightly, and waved his hand in disgust: "Go! Don't pestle here, you will be upset when you see it. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Jinghao was like being amnestied, and bowed again and again to leave. For fear that Liu Qiran would change his mind, he walked into the yard in a few steps, and he didn't want anyone to wait, so he led a horse out, turned over and left in a hurry.

Gao Yi couldn't help but laugh when he saw him fleeing in the wilderness. With such a rat guts, Fang Cai still dared to threaten him? He said goodbye to Liu Qiran, and also untied the reins and rode his horse to chase after him, and he had to watch him go all the way back to the Anping Marquis Mansion before he stopped.

Liu Qiran looked at the confession again and again, and hummed the unknown slang song in his mouth with the beat under his feet. The affairs of his wife explained to him, and he did it in only half a day, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Tsai folded it carefully and put it close to his chest, Liu Qiran drank all the tea on the table and pushed the door out.

"Master, are you leaving?" Seeing him come out, the old man in the courtyard hurriedly greeted him.

"Hmm. Liu Qiran nodded, and casually rewarded him with a few pieces of loose silver: "Bring my horse over." ”

The old man got the silver, and he was busy carrying it in his arms, and his face was overjoyed. These few pieces of silver were enough for his family to use for several months.

led Liu Qiran's horse, and the old man diligently helped him get on the horse. When Liu Qiran took the people away, the old man locked the courtyard door tightly.

He knew that he would have another period of purity. At present, it is not easy to find such an idle errand, as long as the courtyard is carefully cleaned every day, and some noble masters from Beijing are happy, he does not care about what happens in this courtyard.

When Liu Qiran returned to Beijing, it was the time when the doors of each square were locked. He stepped into the Pingguo Mansion, and thought that he would go tomorrow to bring Cheng Jinghao's confession to the lady.

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It was getting late, and the Zhongguo Mansion was far away.

Xu Wanzhen and Tu Manzhen went to the east wing to ask about Tu Manfen's medication, sat down for a while, and told her to rest in peace before they dispersed.

With the lights in the courtyard, Wu Zhengxiang strode into the room, stood beside the dressing table, and said, "I have something to go out tonight, and I don't know when I will return home." Rest in peace, I will not disturb your purity, and rest in the outer court. ”

Xu Wanzhen's hairpin ring had been removed at this time, and her waist-length long hair was scattered like a waterfall on the light blue Hangzhou silk bedclothes, and under the quietly burning candle flame, her face became more and more moist like jade, ice muscles and jade bones.

Hearing this, she stood up worriedly, looked at him and said, "But what's the danger?"

The first time I saw him, he was wounded and evading his pursuers. After getting married, seeing the large and small scars on his body made Xu Wanzhen have an intuitive understanding of his danger outside. However, isn't he already a cavalry guard now, how can he still carry out tasks at night?

Wu Zhengxiang stroked her satin-like black hair and said, "Don't worry." It's not a dangerous task, it's a matter of the house. I'll tell you when that's ready. ”

Whether the martial arts choose the crown prince or the king of Qi depends on the outcome of tonight. Until then, he didn't want her to worry in vain.

Xu Wanzhen nodded, it was not easy for him to reveal this. After all, he grew up since he was a child, and what he has been exposed to is the practice of the male protagonist and the female protagonist, and he still has a long way to go if he wants to discuss everything with him.

Stretching out his hand to wrap his bee waist, Xu Wanzhen looked up at his starry eyes: "For me, you must be more careful when you act." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be cautious. ”

After explaining to Xu Wanzhen, Wu Zhengxiang quickly returned to the front yard. But instead of going back to the study, I twisted and turned between the rockeries and arrived at an inconspicuous depression.

He listened intently, and there was no sound all around, before he squatted down and unscrewed a stone pier on the ground, revealing a man-sized entrance to the secret passage, jumped in, and covered the entrance again.

Although the dark passage is narrow, there is no feeling of suffocation. Fresh air leaking out of nowhere, and a little bit of light. Wu Zhengxiang walked a few steps quickly, arrived at a slightly spacious space, changed into a night coat, tied a treasure bag around his waist, hooked his claws, covered his face with a face towel, and emerged from another exit of the dark passage.

This exit, however, is among a few large trees, and not far away is the courtyard wall of the Chung Kook Mansion. As usual, waiting for the night patrol to pass, Wu Zhengxiang lifted his breath and disappeared into the night.

At this time, the night is not deep, the door is locked, and there are naturally no pedestrians on the street. But Qinlou, Chu Pavilion, casinos and other places are when the lights are bright.

The soldiers and men who patrol the night walked by with a smile and a smile, but it was not yet the moment when they were at their most vigilant. Although there are more people to avoid at the moment, for Wu Zhengxiang, whose martial arts have been perfected, it is naturally extremely relaxed.

About half an hour later, Wu Zhengxiang came to the outside of King Qi's mansion.

When he was doing "shadow", King Qi was one of several important people he monitored, and Wu Zhengxiang was already familiar with the terrain of his mansion.

After listening for a long time, he figured out the rules of the night guards, and then took out his hook claws and put them on the courtyard wall, and swept over the three-zhang high wall silently like an eagle, and landed on the ground lightly, and went to the study where King Qi was.

According to the information he collected, at this hour, King Qi was still in the study and did not return to the backyard. From this point of view, he is much higher than the crown prince. If he ascends to the throne one day, he is also a diligent emperor.

King Qi sat behind the bookcase, closing his eyes and meditating.

Recently, he has faced off with the prince a few times, either for an official position, or for a case, as well as the superiority of his subordinates, and the two sides have won and lost each other, which makes King Qi quite tired.

Although, before he made up his mind to participate in this competition, he knew that it was a tough battle. But this kind of back and forth tug of war is not only exhausting, but also draining the fighting spirit.

He lay back slightly, the mahogany high-backed chair, sturdy, but uncomfortable. But that's what he wants. The hard pain in his joints allowed him to think calmly.

The prince is related to Jinghuan, and he has a good party.

In terms of talent, Fang Xiaoyu is even better than Guan Jinghuan. But Guan Jinghuan has been in a high position for many years, and he has deep roots in the DPRK, and his power is far better than that of Fang Xiaoyu, who has only been immersed in officialdom for more than ten years.

These two people can be said to be equal.

However, where to crack this game of confrontation?