Chapter 583: Moldy Head

"Together... Let's die together. Meng Zhipei pulled out the knife with all his might, and hot blood splattered on his face.

He let out a long sigh of relief and rolled over and fell to the ground.

Looking at the golden light left in the sky, I didn't close my eyes for a long time.

The next day, when the guards of the city gate were checking the people out of the city, they encountered a woman with suspicious appearance and contradictory words.

The soldiers at the city gate did not dare to let them go at will, and they wanted to go to Shangfeng to report.

But the woman suddenly broke free from the guards and tried to flee out of the city.

Several soldiers quickly grabbed the person, and during the struggle, the burden tied to the woman's body was scattered, and the gold and silver jewelry was spilled on the ground.

"My stuff, my stuff!" The woman screamed to snatch the jewelry back, but her hands and feet were restrained.

On the city gate, it was guessed which escaped slave, and they were sent to Jingzhao Mansion with people and belongings.

Xia Yun was originally interrogated in this direction, but after interrogation, he learned that this person was a slave from the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, named Yunxi.

As soon as he heard that it was the case of the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, Xia Yun frowned.

This Meng Zhipei is too non-stop.

How long has it been since the case of instigating the subordinates in the palace to kill Li Laodao, and how long has it been since he personally killed the concubine and the concubine and casually pushed it on the little girl? It's going to be a fuss again!?

No one wants to touch and urine, and for the officials in the court, Meng Zhipei is the puddle of and urine.

Ignoring him, he covered the quilt and was happy, but he didn't stop!

Is it true that Lao Tzu is the first and he is second?

The capital can't cure him anymore!?

Xia Yun was angry in his stomach, and he didn't have a good color when he looked at this Yunxi, so he ordered someone to beat him with twenty sticks, and went to the back to drink tea to extinguish the fire.

After receiving twenty sticks, Yun Xi felt that the lower half of his body was broken, and he lay on the ground without breathing.

Xia Yun drank the tea and came out, slapped it in shock, and shouted majestically: "Don't invite it quickly!" This official sees that you are a female dependent, and may save you from suffering less flesh and skin! ”

No matter how hard he fights, how dare Yun Xi hide it?

Tell everything you know.

Yesterday she had made an agreement with Wang Lu to go out of the city before the gates were closed.

I waited until it was dark from the evening, but no one came.

No, she had to go to Wang Lu's residence to find it.

But there was still no one to be seen, so he secretly went to the Pingsu Marquis Mansion again.

Only then did I find that Wang Lu and Meng Zhipei, who had long been dead.

She knew that she couldn't cover up this matter, so she planned to flee with some gold and silver.

Who would have thought that even the city gate could not get out.

Xia Yun was stunned after hearing this.

Isn't it just a case of fugitive slave theft?

Why is it still a case within a case!!

After coming back to his senses, Xia Yun had a headache, and the fire poured down from the two cups of tea came out again.

Secretly scolding this Meng Zhipei alive and dead, he won't fucking stop!

When he died two years late, his term of office expired, and he died at this time??

In the afternoon, Meng Zhipei was killed by a house slave, and before he died, he killed the house slave in one breath and handed it to the imperial case.

The emperor saw that it was about Meng Zhipei, and subconsciously frowned.

This scene was seen by Xia Yun, and he was worried for a while.

Since Jiang Lingran was given a marriage to Yan Qi, this smart man of the Manchu Dynasty did not dare to mention Meng Zhipei for fear of touching the nobleman's mold.

Now that the case is sent to the door, Xia Yun just doesn't want to take care of it, and it can't be done.

In his heart, he recited all the Buddhas in the heavens silently, and only asked that the wrath of the thunder would not affect him.

The emperor watched it for a long time before he finished reading the short excerpt.

The slightly frowning brows wrinkled even tighter, and he said calmly: "Dead? ”

The voice was low floating in the empty hall, Xia Yun felt that his throat and eyes were tight, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, endured the urge to wipe his sweat, and nodded: "Yes, it's dead." ”

"I went to have my body examined, and said he died yesterday evening."

The emperor nodded and pressed the fold: "Since the case is clear, how to deal with it." ”

Xia Yun understood the meaning of the emperor's words, nodded slowly and said yes, waved his hand and withdrew.

Although it has been extremely low-key, the death of a Hou Ye still caused a lot of waves in Beijing.

What's more, this Hou Ye is Jiang Lingran's ex-husband.

Many people have set their eyes on Jiang Mansion and Yan Qi Mansion.

When Yan Qi heard the news, he was stunned for a while: "Dead?" ”

He didn't care whether Meng Zhipei was dead or alive, but he didn't expect him to die so suddenly.

Baixiang nodded: "It's dead." ”

"Oh" Yan Qi was stunned for a while, then nodded, and said nothing.

Baixiang waited for a while, saw that Yan Qi was silent, and said cautiously: "Do you need to go down to check?" ”

Yan Qi looked up at him: "What are you looking for?" ”

Baixiang pointed his finger in the direction of Jiang Lingran's yard: "Could it be..." ”

didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he saw Yan Qi's eyes glow, Baixiang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Subordinates should be damned!" ”

He asked this question all because Jiang Lingran had been secretly dealing with Meng Zhipei before, and he was worried that this matter was also Jiang Lingran's doing.

I was worried that Jiang Lingran would confiscate the tail and be found out by Jingzhao Mansion.

I didn't expect to make Yan Qi unhappy.

"Get out!" Yan Qi said without emotion.

Baixiang hurriedly retreated.

In the house next door, Jiang Ji heard the news, and Yan Qi was stunned: "Why did you die suddenly?" ”

Although he felt that Meng Zhipei's life was a complete waste of food, this death was too sudden.

Thinking that there was a bad stomach living in the house, he was a little worried that Ruzhou was going to use Meng Zhipei's death to make a fuss.

It's only been a few days since I've been settled, and seeing that the wedding date is approaching, it's better not to make any mistakes.

The squirrel looked at Jiang Ji with a solemn expression, and said in a low voice: "Do you need to go to the small one to investigate?" ”

Jiang Ji thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No." ”

Yan Bi sat down for a while, got up and went to the backyard.

Jiang Lingran had already received the news sent in by Uncle Wen, and when he saw Jiang Ji coming, he knew what he meant.

Jiang Ji came to her, but she couldn't speak.

I organized a few words in my heart, but when it came to my mouth, I felt that it was not right, and I swallowed it again.

After sitting for a while, he got up and left.

Jiang Lingran stopped him: "I already know, brother don't worry about me." ”

Jiang Ji froze, sighed lightly, and said, "I don't mean anything else." ”

"I came to ask you, is it possible that this matter is a ghost in Ruzhou?"

Jiang Lingran knew the cause and effect, and said with a smile: "I think it's unlikely." ”

"At this time, there is no one who wants me to be safe more than Li Jin."

Jiang Ji thought about her words and felt reasonable.

Even if Ruzhou wants to do something to their brothers and sisters, it can only be after the prince's side succeeds.

It's that he thinks too much.

Relieved, he glanced at Jiang Lingran's expression, and said after pondering: "Last night's pot was not bad, why don't you invite Yan Qi to come?" ”

Jiang Lingran said with a smile: "If my brother is like this, he will be uncomfortable." ”

"It's just business as usual."

Jiang Ji also felt that it was too deliberate.

Frowning and nodding, he turned and left.