Chapter 157: Ji Xiaoxiao's Death II (for the helmsman Nangong Snow Wolf)
Ji Xiaoxiao is dead!
After Lian Feng got the news, her mind was clouded, and she arranged for someone to keep an eye on her in the morning, watching her go out of the city with the third son, how could she get the news of her death in the afternoon, this is not scientific!
Lian Feng looked coldly at the secret detective of the secret investigation department who reported the news, and his tone was cold to the bone, "You saw Ji Xiaoxiao die with your own eyes?" And how did she die? Let me know in detail. ”
Hearing Lianfeng's question, the secret agent of the Secret Investigation Division hurriedly replied, "It was the guards of the third prince who shot her." ”
"The guards of the third prince?" Lian Feng was surprised: "Why did the third prince's guard shoot Ji Xiaoxiao? ”
The spy spouted, "This ...... I don't know about this little one. The little one only saw it from a distance, and didn't dare to come forward and ask more. ”
Mercy Feng waved his hand, "You go down, I know about this matter." What the eldest lady explained just now, your secret investigation department must do it with your heart. ”
"Obey the order of the eldest lady!"
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Back in Zhong Qinghan's study, Lian Feng told Zhong Qinghan about Ji Xiaoxiao's death from the secret agent.
Zhong Qinghan had a suspicious look on his face, and muttered to himself: "How could it be so coincidental, I was just about to investigate her here, and she died." There must be something strange in this. ”
"Mercy Wind, go and show me, has he come back in midsummer? If you come back, let him come to my yard. ”
The wind came out in response.
An hour later, Midsummer returned to the house from the manor outside the city and learned that the eldest sister Zhong Qinghan invited him to come over the courtyard.
He already knew what was going on in his heart, to be honest, this sister of his, who was not a year or two older than him, was one of the two most frightened people in his Zhong Mansion, and the other was his biological father, Xiliang Gong Zhonggang.
"Sit!" Seeing Midsummer come in, Zhong Qinghan beckoned him to sit down, and then ordered: "Pity the wind, go and soak a pot of Longjing before the rain sent by Su Gongzi." ”
Midsummer sat down with a big grin, looking very impatient, "Second sister, what are you looking for me?" If it's nothing serious, I'm going back to my room to study. Otherwise, when my father comes back, I will fail the school examination and I will have to be scolded again. ”
Zhong Qinghan didn't seem to see his frivolous actions, and said with a warm smile: "Just talk to you for a few words, it won't take long, it's just time to have a cup of tea." Could it be that the third brother is in a hurry and it is inconvenient for his sister to know something to do? ”
Midsummer's heart sank, and when he took the teacup of mercy, he calmed down and smiled, "Second sister, what are you talking about, it just so happens that the younger brother hasn't chatted with the second sister for a long time, if you have anything to say, just ask." ”
Zhong Qinghan picked up the porcelain cup, opened the lid of the cup, looked at the green color in the tea soup, took a sip lightly, and then smiled at Zhong Xia: "Third brother, you taste the taste of this tea, although it is lighter and slightly bitter than sencha, but after drinking it, it is still quite aftertaste." ”
Midsummer is up and down at the moment, nervous, where is the mood to drink tea. He had already heard about Ji Xiaoxiao's investigation by the secret investigation department in the house, and if it weren't for the secret investigation department's secret agents who had quickly caught the evidence, he would not have made such a decision.
It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as he finished dealing with his front foot, he was invited over by his eldest sister on the back foot.
Midsummer sighed and put down the teacup, "Second sister, if you have anything to say, just say it, third brother, I will know everything, and I will say everything." ”
"Bang"
Zhong Qinghan put the teacup on the coffee table heavily, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, "Okay, third brother, I'll get straight to the point and ask you." Did Ji Xiaoxiao go out of the city with you this morning? ”
Midsummer's heart suddenly rose high with that loud sound, "Yes, that's what happened." ”
Zhong Qing asked coldly, "What about her now?" ”
Midsummer said, "It's dead." ”
Zhong Qinghan's eyebrows were upside down, not angry but mighty, a powerful momentum rushed straight away, and asked word by word: "How did you die?" ”
Midsummer felt that he couldn't breathe, he had only seen this powerful momentum in his father Zhonggang before, but he didn't expect his eldest sister to have this intimidating ability.
For a moment, he began to vaguely wonder if he had done something wrong, maybe he shouldn't have made a decision so easily......
He said with difficulty: "Little brother, the little brother originally admired Na Ji's little beauty and talent, and took the initiative to please her, wanting to win her favor and see if he could become the guest of the scene. ”
Zhong Qinghan saw that he spoke intermittently, and his face was swollen red, so he withdrew a little momentum. I looked at him in my heart, but I didn't expect him to have a good eye.
For Ji Xiaoxiao, she has also been in contact with a lot of time, and knows that this woman is indeed easy to attract people's affection. I didn't see that the talent was as high as Su Ziheng, and I also got involved with her.
And this is precisely what aroused her suspicions. Since Ji Xiaoxiao and Su Ziheng have such a close relationship, why is Ji Xiaoxiao so close to his little brother?
Zhong Qinghan looked at him with a smile, and said lightly: "Since you admire her so much, why did she die at the hands of your guards?" ”
Midsummer's face turned pale, and she swallowed hard, "Second, second sister." At that time, my mother was in the manor outside the city, and when she saw Ji Xiaoxiao's strange whereabouts, after testing, she learned that she was a spy of Meng Yuanguo, so she planned to capture her. ”
Breathing a sigh of relief, he saw that Zhong Qinghan was still staring at him coldly, so he continued: "When Ji Xiaoxiao saw that his whereabouts were exposed, he wanted to escape, but was shot by the guards ordered by his mother. ”
Zhong Qinghan frowned and said, "The third lady also went to the manor outside the city?" ”
Midsummer said, "Yes, yes. Because of the locust plague, my mother was worried about the damage to the manor, so she went to the manor to inquire about the situation. ”
Zhong Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Zhongxia for a long time, and saw that his face did not change, and he did not panic at all, and suddenly said: "Hard work Third Lady, how is everything in the manor?" ”
Zhong Qinghan's mother Yin Yanrou is the wife of Zhonggang, the Duke of Xiliang, but she has almost ignored the affairs of the house in the past ten years, and has been chanting scriptures in the Buddhist hall every day.
In addition to his wife, Nakatsuna has three side chambers. Among them, Midsummer is the son of the third lady, and she usually manages the manor at home. So it's not surprising that she appears on a manor outside the city during a locust plague.
Midsummer nodded and said: "Everything is fine in the manor, it is strange to say, although the locust plague is very ferocious this time, but for some reason when it arrives in the territory of Xining Mansion, the locusts that originally gathered in a swarm are scattered in all directions. In this way, it is convenient for the servants in the manor to disperse the locusts. ”
Zhong Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that the locust plague did not cause too serious a disaster to Xining, otherwise once the people were in turmoil, coupled with the possible signs of war on the side of Meng Yuanguo, then Liangzhou would be in danger.
"Third brother, I'm tired of you going for a trip, the second sister is fine now, you can go back." With a wave of his hand, Zhong Qinghan said with a hint of tiredness on his face.
Zhong Xia cautiously said goodbye and left Zhong Qinghan's courtyard, but he didn't notice that when he turned around, Zhong Qinghan's face was swept away, and it turned to a solemn look.