Chapter 340: Who is the owner of the footprints?
Zhou and Wang personally stepped forward to place incense, candles, paper money and tribute, looked at the footprints in front of the tombstone and exclaimed: "Hey, someone has been here!"
This exclamation attracted everyone to come forward to look, and sure enough, there were a pair of unclear footprints three steps in front of the tombstone. Biqu Pavilion .
Peng Zhan frowned, looked in the direction he came, and saw no footprints other than them.
Didn't come in through the gate?
Peng Hao and Peng Shuo glanced at each other, circled around the cemetery, and finally stood under the west wall.
"The footprint was very deep, and it was obvious that it had been stepped on from a great height. Peng Shuo looked at the footprints, and then looked up at the high courtyard wall.
The tomb keeper Lao Sun looked at the appearance of several people, and stepped forward to ask, "Uncle, but what happened?"
Peng Zhan asked, "Uncle Sun, has anyone else been here besides us today?"
"No one has come. Lao Sun hurriedly asked, "But what has been damaged?" said he hurriedly went to see Peng Xiang and Peng's graves, and was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual.
"Not really. Peng Hao shook his head, they don't question Lao Sun's words, he has followed his father in and out of life and death, but he was seriously injured in his early years and can no longer lift a knife, after Peng Xiang's death, he volunteered to come to the tomb to guard the grave!
"There was only a pair of footprints under the wall. Peng Zhan said and looked at the burned incense ash in the incense burner: "Tsk, this incense ash...?"
The ash was still very dry, and the morning fog was heavy, and although it was a little wet, it could be seen that it was not overnight, because it was snowing last night.
Peng Shuo noticed Peng Hao's gaze, walked a few steps to Peng Xiang's grave, and pointed to the incense ashes in the incense burner: "Father has it here." β
"Who could it be?" Peng Zhan was even more puzzled, who would secretly worship their parents?
Peng Mo knew the owner of the footprints when he saw them, and watched the three brothers turn around to find the source of the footprints, and the incense ashes in the incense burner appeared, swallowing his saliva secretly, and was silent.
"Yes, who could it be?" Peng Hao seemed to be repeating Peng Zhan's words, but his tone was obviously aggravated, Peng Mo listened and looked at the past, and his eyes were meaningful to the third brother, and he immediately shrank his neck, and secretly scolded Jin Xiuchen for being careless.
"It doesn't matter who he is, it matters to worship. Peng Mo was very unconfident by Peng Hao.
Peng Zhan and Peng Shuo nodded, and they could see that this person had no malicious intentions, maybe he admired his father's personality? After all, the prestige of General Peng was not diminished at all even after his death!
Peng Hao pursed his lips amusedly when he saw Peng Mo like this, and the guess in his heart was a little more determined.
Most of the heavy hearts were dispersed, and everyone stood up in turn to worship again.
After worshipping, he talked for most of the day, and then left with tears.
On the way back to the city, Peng Hao abandoned his horse and got into Peng Mo's carriage.
Peng Mo looked at Peng Haoxing's questioning appearance and swallowed his saliva quietly, smiled flatteringly, and called softly: "Third brother, it's cold outside, third brother is warm and warm sitting here." As he spoke, he patted the position of the thick cushion beside him, and handed over the hand stove in his hand.
Peng Hao didn't eat her set, and returned the hand stove to her with an expressionless face, and asked with a positive face: "It's Jin Xiuchen, right?"
"What Jin Xiuchen, I don't know what the third brother is talking about?" Peng Mo stared, shook his head and pretended to be confused.
Peng Hao smiled angrily and nodded her little head: "Hmph, pretend to me, you grew up with me, you can hide it from the eldest brother and second brother, but you can't hide it from me!"
Peng Mo pursed his lips unconvinced, and muttered to himself: "What do you look like you have grown up, obviously only three years older than me." β
Peng Hao heard it clearly, secretly laughed, plucked out his ears and approached her, and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything, the third brother heard it wrong. Peng Mo squinted and smiled, showing cunning.
"Ghost girl!" Peng Hao shook his head and smiled, and didn't ask anymore.
But in his heart, he affirmed that the footprints were left by Jin Xiuchen, and it was false to say in his heart that he was not moved.
I don't know if my parents saw Jin Xiuchen today, and they felt like him, and felt that he was a person worthy of Mo'er's trust?
Just thinking about it, the carriage stopped, Peng Hao frowned, lifted the curtain and looked.
Peng Zhan looked at the guards blocking the road, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"
When the guards saw the logo of the Peng family, they naturally knew the identity of this group of people, and said respectfully at the moment: "General Peng, the Wucheng National Post House was burned down by people who didn't know where to come, and the emperor ordered that everyone who should leave the city and enter the city should be strictly searched!"
Inside the carriage, Peng Mo and Peng Hao glanced at each other, two days have passed since the incident before they want to search?
As soon as Peng Zhan and Peng Shuo heard that it was the emperor's decree, the character of the soldier came out, and they were naturally unconditionally obedient at the moment.
But when the guards were about to lift the curtain of the carriage, they were stopped by a man!
"Wait!"
When everyone heard the voice, they saw a man in a python suit with a warm and smiling face walking out.
In the carriage, Peng Mo saw this scene through the gap provoked by Peng Hao, and frost rose under his watery eyes.
Jin Rui walked over with a graceful posture, nodded at Peng Zhan and Peng Shuo on horseback, and said with a smile: "General Peng, is it your lady sitting in the carriage?"
Peng Zhan and Peng Shuo saw that Jin Rui hurriedly dismounted and bowed, so they replied respectfully: "Exactly." β
Peng Hao snorted lightly: "Isn't the case handed over to the Criminal Department and Dali Temple?" β
Peng Mo nodded, thinking to himself: Wuchengguo's case is indeed a bit insignificant with only the Criminal Department and Dali Temple coming forward, Jin Rui, as Siyan's fiancΓ©, is also the real prince of Dayong, so it is reasonable for him to suppress the formation!
It's just that I don't know if this matter is the emperor's decision, or is it Jin Xiuchen's secret manipulation?
Jin Rui has been paying attention to Peng Mo's carriage, and at the moment when Peng Hao lifted the curtain, he saw a snow-white corner of clothes in the carriage, as well as a pair of small white hands folded on his knees, he swallowed his saliva, and the tip of his heart crossed the feeling of numbness.
Today, he was appointed by the emperor as the person in charge of this case, with full authority to supervise the criminal department and Dali Temple to solve the case.
Coming to the city gate here is also for a show, and after walking around, I wanted to leave when I saw the Peng family's carriage and horse, so I stepped forward.
When the guards checked the carriage of the female dependents, he said to stop him, he wanted to buy a convenience for the Peng family and let it pass directly, but thinking about the corner of the clothes and the pair of plain hands, his mind changed.
He cleared his throat and said gently: "Father's decree, no one can disobey it, but the status of the ladies of your mansion is noble, and these guards guarding the city have low status and vulgar behavior, which will inevitably scare the lady and miss, it is better to let the king personally check it, what does General Peng think?"
Peng Zhan frowned almost invisibly when he heard this, and the soldiers were vulgar and snorted lightly, claiming that he did not dare, and politely dismissed Jin Rui's words.
Peng Hao happened to hear these words, the smile on the corner of his lips turned cold, and said: "The prince is serious, and he also thinks too much about the ladies in our mansion, the general's mansion is a hairpin family, and he will not be frightened if he is inspected by the guards!"
Jin Rui's original intention was to raise the Peng family, but he forgot for a while that the Peng family was the home of the generals, and the speaker had no intention of listening to it, looking at the looks of the three people, he hurriedly arched his hand and generously admitted the slip of the tongue.
Peng Zhan's expression eased, his attitude was still not eager, and he arched his hand and said: "Don't dare to be, His Royal Highness the King of Jin is polite!"
After such a while, a large number of people were blocked at the city gate, and Jin Rui looked at it: "It's the king's fault that delayed everyone's passage." β
After speaking, without waiting for Peng Zhan and a few people to answer, he stepped forward to inspect the carriage.
He had a cursory look at the carriages of the Zhou and Wang families, and then walked to the third carriage.
The smile on his face was more perfect, and the brilliance in his eyes was more gorgeous and warm, he stood outside the carriage and said clearly: "Excuse me, Lord Huining." β
"I'm tired of the prince. Her usual light and comfortable voice came from inside the carriage.
Listening, the smile on his lips deepened slightly, and his veined hand pinched the corner of the curtain.
Peng Mo's eyes fell on the hand holding the car curtain, and then the car curtain was lifted, and she saw the enemy who haunted her soul!
Her teeth clenched for a moment, but they returned to normal in an instant, and she lowered her eyes slightly to hide all her emotions.
In the carriage, she sat upright, her eyelids drooped slightly, the corners of her lips raised, and her smile was faint.
During the mourning period, she was dressed extremely plainly, but it highlighted her stunning appearance even more, but, I don't know if it was his illusion or because of the cold plain clothes, he felt that she was surrounded by a cold atmosphere.
Liuying could naturally sense the master's dislike for Jin Rui, and turned slightly sideways to block his gaze.
Jin Rui came back to his senses, looked at the troubled maid, felt a burst of resentment in his heart, and glared at her fiercely with thorny and cold eyes.
Liuying's eyes drooped, her complexion did not change, and she didn't seem to know about this bundle of eyes.
Peng Mo sneered in his heart, and said lightly: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin can finish the inspection?"
Jin Rui took a breath, the gloom on his body was clean, looked at her and said softly with a smile: "I heard that today is the 100-day festival of Mrs. Wuying, this king is very sad, I just hope that the county lord's day will be smooth, don't let the people who care about you worry." The last sentence is very light and very tight.
Hearing this, Peng Mo laughed lowly, in Jin Rui's opinion, it was a shy and happy smile, but in Liuying's opinion, it was indeed a mocking and disdainful smile!
Peng Hao saw that Jin Rui had been in front of Peng Mo's carriage for a long time, and he frowned and came forward to ask, "Your Highness has finished the search?"
Jin Rui heard the voice and looked back at Peng Hao, nodded and looked at the soldier guarding the door and said, "You can let it go!" After speaking, he looked at her deeply again, and then reluctantly put down the curtain in his hand.
Ningwangfu
King Ning returned home angrily and smashed the cup and bowl, and the maids were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, how far they hid.
Mr. Chen was not the one who could hide, he was in the hall at this time, standing quietly by the door, and he did not stop or persuade King Ning.
"Father, he is just old and confused, it's just damned!" King Ning sat on the chair panting after dropping the only remaining pair of gold-painted flowers and birds in the hall, and said resentfully.