"Have you seen the letter in my briefcase?" Song Jiang looked at Yan Xijiao nervously and asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmph, as long as you marry me home, I'll give you back the letter, otherwise, I'll have this letter appear on the straight-sama's desk tomorrow." Yan Xijiao hoped to blackmail Song Jiang with this, so that Song Jiang could agree to marry her.

"Where, hurry up and bring it, it's an important document of the imperial court, and you can't throw it away." Song Jiang said urgently.

"Huh...... Are you illiterate? That's obviously the thank you letter written to you by the strongman Chao Gai, and I said in my heart that I gave you a thousand taels of gold, even if you don't want to marry me, but you can give me some use, right? I don't want much, so you can give me one, two hundred taels of gold. Yan Xijiao said with a smile.

"No, I really don't have that much, he said to give it to me, but I didn't ask for it, just the three pieces in the briefcase, if you want it, take it." Song Jiang said helplessly.

"Then you will marry me! Before, Wang Po said that you want to marry me, so I will marry you, but now, what do you mean, what do you think of me? Yan Xijiao stood up and said to Song Jiang.

"Hurry up and give it to me, I told you, I can't marry you yet." Song Jiang said eagerly.

"Hmph, then don't think about it." Yan Xijiao turned around and lay down on the bed again.

"Stinky woman, you hurry up and give it to me, otherwise, I will ......" Song Jiang was anxious, if the letter fell into the hands of outsiders, he would be finished.

"Or what?" Yan Xijiao sat up and asked lazily.

"Or I'll kill you!" Song Jiang gritted his teeth.

"Okay, then you can kill it." Yan Xijiao glanced at Song Jiang and said with a smile.

"I ......" Song Jiang was really angry, and directly pulled out a dagger, pressed it against Yan Xijiao's neck and said, "Do you give it or not?" ”

"Don't give it!" Yan Xijiao pursed her mouth and snorted.

"Ask you again, to give or not to give, or I'll kill you?" Song Jiang's eyes were red, and he looked at Yan Xijiao calmly.

Yan Xijiao looked at Song Jiang's eyes, suddenly frightened, and opened her mouth and shouted: "Hei Saburo is going to kill someone, Hei Saburo is going to kill someone!" ”

"Stinky bitch, hurry up and give it to me!"

"If you don't give, you just don't give!"

"Poof!"

As soon as Yan Xijiao's words were finished, the knife in Song Jiang's hand was inserted into Yan Xijiao's body.

Yan Xijiao only felt a piercing pain coming, and her face immediately turned pale.

"You...... It's so ruthless! The heart is under the pillow, you take it yourself. Yan Xijiao said intermittently.

After speaking, he finally glanced at Song Jiang again, and said softly: "San Lang, I really like you, you go quickly, my mother will come up in a while, and you won't be able to leave." ”

Song Jiang took out the letter from under the pillow, opened it and looked at it, and hurriedly burned the letter on top of the candle.

When she looked back at Yan Xijiao, she was already stiff, so she pulled a quilt and covered her, turned around and picked up the briefcase and left.

At this time, Yan Po got up and saw that Song Jiang was leaving, so she asked, "It's so raw, why are you noisy?" ”

Song Jiang said casually: "Your daughter is so rude and was killed by me." ”

Yan Po smiled: "Abbot Sixiu wants to make fun of the old body." With that, he walked towards Yan Xijiao's room.

Song Jiang hurriedly walked out of the Oolong Courtyard and ran towards Songjiazhuang outside the city.

At this time, Song Jiang thought that it was the best policy to flee for his life quickly, and the others would stay aside.

In other words, Yan Po entered Yan Xijiao's room, and when she saw Yan Xijiao lying on the bed, she scolded with a smile: "You, the priest doesn't come, you think about it every day, and now you are finally pulled over by the old lady, why don't you serve him well, and quarrel with him, now that people are leaving, why don't you get up to send him off?" Hurry up and send her off, if you are docile, you may have already passed the door. ”

As she spoke, Yan Po lifted Yan Xijiao's quilt and prepared to wake Yan Xijiao up.

However, as soon as she lifted the quilt, Yan Po was stunned all of a sudden, there was blood without the quilt, and Yan Xijiao still had a knife stuck in her stomach.

Looking at it again, Yan Xijiao's body is cold, how can there be a trace of anger?

After a short period of stunnedness, Yan Po let out a terrible howl.

Song Jiang really killed my daughter!

Yan Po's miserable howl alarmed a servant who was patrolling the city, and those people rushed in through the open door, and saw Yan Po kneeling in front of the bed crying loudly, and Yan Xijiao lying on the bed had a knife stuck in her stomach.

Unfortunately, among the people who patrolled tonight, there happened to be that Zhang Wenyuan.

Zhang Wenyuan has never forgotten Yan Xijiao, although because of Song Jiang, he has never come to the Oolong Courtyard again, but his heart has always been here.

Originally, this errand of patrolling the streets did not belong to him. However, he looked for someone to excuse him, and forced him into the ranks of walking the streets at night.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wenyuan asked tremblingly.

When Yan Po saw someone asking, she told the matter one by one.

"Humph! Okay, you Song Jiang, you dare to kill someone? No, you must ask for an explanation for Xijiao! Zhang Wenyuan roared.

Hearing Zhang Wenyuan's words, Yan Po's eyes lit up, but they dimmed again in an instant.

This Song Jiang is in Yuncheng County, but it is deep-rooted, how can he beat others as a flat-headed ordinary person?

Zhang Wenyuan knew Yan Po's worries, and said to Yan Po: "Don't worry, everything has me, I will definitely help Xijiao get an explanation." Zhang Wenyuan stood up, came to the table, and immediately wrote a complaint, handed it to Yan Po, and said, "You hurry up and take this to the county office, beat the drum and voice the grievances!" ”

Yan Po nodded, took the complaint and ran towards the county office.

Zhang Wenyuan asked people to help, protected the scene, and then returned to the county office.

The county order was sleeping, only to hear someone beating the drum, and hurriedly got up, got dressed, and walked towards the court.

He scolded and said, "Can you make that person stop for a while?" ”

"Someone beating the drum and shouting grievances, bring it to me!" The county magistrate was shocked and said loudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he yawned.

At this time, Yan Po hurriedly ran in, knelt on the ground, and shouted: "Lord Qingtian, please be the master of the people's wife!" As he spoke, he handed it to his hands.

The county order, stunned at the eyes and took a look, and immediately stood up, "What? Killed? ”

Then he continued to look down, the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, how could this be, Song Jiang killed someone, isn't this a joke?

The county magistrate took the form, looked at Yan Po and said, "Are you sure that Song Jiang killed your daughter?" ”

Yan Po nodded hurriedly and told the story of the incident.

After hearing this, the county order felt a little puzzled, so he summoned Song Jiang to the court for questioning. (To be continued.) )