The people who fought and killed in the dream were not masked, so she could see their faces clearly.

Lu Qingrong still remembered that those hideous faces were all bearded and cold-eyed, no matter how you looked at them, they were not from the Central Plains, but seemed to be from a different race.

"Are those assassins ...... Not a Daqi person? Lu Qingrong muttered.

Jiang Xuan was slightly stunned, and his eyes widened instantly.

Thoughts came like a tide, tumbling in his heart, and although Lu Qingrong's voice was small, it reminded him extremely loudly.

Oh, yes!

"No wonder, the provinces of Daqi can't find the slightest trace of these people!" Jiang Xuan sighed.

The solidity of these people's martial arts and the unity of their actions are by no means improvised stragglers, and an organization of this scale cannot be unrecorded among local habitual offenders!

After thinking about it, I felt more and more that Lu Qingrong's statement was very likely.

Jiang Xuan immediately stood up and was about to go out to confirm.

Lu Qingrong couldn't help but be stunned.

Jiang Xuan turned around and explained, "If those people are really not Great Qi people, then these portraits are not of any use. Fortunately, it didn't take too long, and those corpses were still parked in Shuntianfu, and it was still feasible to examine them carefully. ”

Lu Qingrong suddenly realized that he did not stop it.

After Jiang Xuan changed back into a duck blue straight jacket and put on a dark cloak, Lu Qingrong stepped forward, only used his left hand to help him put the cloak on his body, and sent him out.

Suncheonfuri.

Recently, due to the assassination of Guangyin Temple, he has always been vigilant and ready to be dispatched at any time.

Therefore, when it was dark and Jiang Xuan hurried over with Mo Nan's follow, Shuntian Mansion Yin immediately came out of the middle hall and waited in the courtyard.

"Take me where the bodies of those assassins are." Jiang Xuan expressed his intentions directly.

Shuntian Mansion Yin didn't seem to guess Jiang Xuan's intentions, and was stunned for a moment before he spoke: "Those people have been dead for nearly two days, although the weather is not too hot now, it is inevitable that there will be a rancid smell, so don't stain the eyes of the prince." If the prince wants to check where he wants, he can tell the officials to go! ”

He didn't have to stop Jiang Xuan.

It's just that Suncheon Fu Yin also has his own difficulties.

The Marquis of Jingyuan was ordered by the emperor to thoroughly investigate the case, and he certainly had to obey him.

But Yin Yiqiē of Shuntian Mansion is looking forward to the East Palace, and from last night when the Marquis of Jingyuan was ordered, until now, the East Palace has not given any instructions such as "full cooperation", so he will inevitably beat the drum in his heart, and always feel that it is better to be careful, and more is better than less.

Helplessly, the Marquis of Jingyuan was extremely persistent.

I saw that Jiang Xuan didn't pay any attention to his words, calmed his face, and asked again, "Where is the corpse?" ”

Shuntian Mansion Yin did not dare to disobey, and immediately personally led them to the dark room where the corpses were parked.

At the same time, he had his own calculations in his heart, and the side of the East Palace did not let him obstruct the verdict......

When he arrived at the door, Jiang Xuan directly ordered the people of Shuntian Mansion to wait at the door.

Jiang Xuan only brought Mo Nan in alone.

Although the mouth and nose were tightly covered, and the room was very spacious, the air in the room was still filled with a rancid smell because it could not hold up three rows of corpses on the straw mats on the ground.

Jiang Xuan glanced over, and Mo Nan immediately stepped forward and lifted the white cloth covering it one by one.

I had only seen portraits before, but at this moment, I saw their real faces under the mask for the first time.

I saw some people with neat faces, and none of them even had beards.

This is not commensurate with the impression of a foreigner.

Jiang Xuan didn't make up his mind lightly, but covered his mouth and nose and looked closer.

At this glance, he found an anomaly.

Although those people did not have beards, the color of their chin and cheeks was very different from the rest of their faces, and they were noticeably whiter!

It can only be said that their beards have been shaved recently.

Another common trait of these people is that their exposed faces and hands are extremely dark and coarse. At first glance, it looks like living in a place with strong winds and sand outside the plug for many years.

Jiang Xuan couldn't hold back some excitement, and hurriedly asked Mo Nan to untie their clothes and turn them over, with their backs facing up.

I saw that among these assassins, except for the little servant of the Yan Kingdom Mansion, the rest of the people had the same mark on the back of their necks about an inch below, as if they had been scalded out by a soldering iron, and the shape was extremely uniform, and they were all strange symbols.

Jiang Xuan just glanced at it in a hurry, and let Mo Nan restore those people to their original state.

After a while, when they walked out, Mo Nan still wondered what those neat symbols meant. Why did the prince only look at it, and he had a look of clarity?

Mo Nan, who followed Jiang Xuan in, was still confused, and those who were waiting at the door, including Shuntian Mansion Yin, were even more clueless.

Just like that, I watched the Marquis of Jingyuan come in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

In the end, only one order remained: "The room is sealed immediately, and no one is allowed to move the corpses inside." ”

Before Shuntian Mansion Yin sealed the house, he quietly sent someone in to check it. In the room, a qiē has long been restored, and more than a dozen straw mats, all covered with white cloths, are neatly arranged on the ground, and there is nothing unusual in them.

And Jiang Xuan, who returned to the Yu Courtyard, no matter how excited he was, he didn't forget to bathe outside before returning to the inner room.

Seeing Lu Qingrong, avoiding her right arm, and not daring to move too much, Jiang Xuan took her hand and sat on the agarwood arhat bed, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"You really got it right this time! Those assassins are really not Great Qi people! Jiang Xuan sighed truthfully.

"Oh?" Lu Qingrong was quite surprised, "There is a conclusion so soon?" How did you find out? ”

"Those assassins have a mark on the lower part of their necks, which is the text of the Fanmeng people, which is exactly the meaning of 'slave'." Jiang Xuan said.

Hearing the words "Fanmeng people", Lu Qingrong was shocked, and instantly became relieved, just worried: "This is ...... Can you be sure? ”

"There's no wrong with that!" Jiang Xuan's tone was extremely affirmative, "When I was on the Mobei battlefield, I really saw too much. Moreover, this mark is not something that ordinary slaves can have, and it must be a dead soldier who has practiced kung fu and is the master before it can be branded, which is the highest honor as a slave. ”

"Dead?"

"Among the nobles of the Fanmeng people, especially the families of the courtiers, almost all of them will support this kind of slave dead, and for these dead soldiers, it is their noblest pursuit to be able to sacrifice for the head of the family."

After listening to his explanation, Lu Qingrong couldn't hide his horror.

She really didn't expect that this ancient barbaric system would exist in the border country of Daqi, just thinking about it made people shudder.

I just can't think of who instructed these so-called slaves to die? R1152