Shangguan Jing didn't relax much along the way out of the hall, after all, he only caught one murderer.

Shangguan Jing strode towards the back garden with a long sword in her arms, she searched around in the flower garden, and finally found a trace of dirt being turned over in a piece of grass, she knew that Zhang Sheng was not lying, and what was buried under this was Li Fan's heart.

She used her hands to pick open the soft dirt, the hole was deep, and in the end she used her scabbard to pick it open. After the soil was emptied, a smell of blood came to his nose, Shangguan Jing hurriedly covered his nose with his hand, the smell was too punchy.

Shangguan Jing's heart was full of mixed feelings, looking at the heart that could no longer beat and thinking of Zhang Sheng who was still locked up in the firewood room, and the secret he said that he would never see the light of day, Shangguan Jing could only sigh deeply and fill in the soil again.

Shangguan Jing patted the soil on her hands, took out a pink handkerchief from her waist, wiped the soil on her hands and the soil on the scabbard, after all, she is a woman who loves to be clean, although she can't wear rouge and gouache when she dresses up in men's clothes, but she will still carry a handkerchief with her.

"Oh my god!"

Shangguan Jing was so frightened that her handkerchief fell to the ground, it turned out that she turned around and bumped into Murong Shuo's face that was even more gloomy than a ghost, and she didn't know when she was standing behind her.

"Why are you walking silently!" Shangguan Jing was powerless to complain.

Murong Shuo squatted down and picked up the dropped

The handkerchief is unfolded, and the handkerchief shows an orchid, which is very chic.

"You like orchids too?"

"What's your business! Give it back! ”

Shangguan Jing reached out and grabbed the handkerchief and stuffed it back into his waist.

"It turns out that Jing Gongzi still has this habit." Murong Shuo deliberately mocked her. Shangguan Jingpi replied with a smile: "Yes! I've had this habit since I was a child, what's wrong with my love of cleanliness? Murong Shuo glanced at her lightly and said, "Jing Gongzi's fetish is really flattering. "You ......" Shangguan Jing was pinched by him and wanted to bite him to death!

Shangguan Jing snorted heavily, hugged his sword and wanted to take steps, but was stopped by Shang Murong Shuo.

"There is still a murderer who has not been caught, and Zhang Sheng is by no means the mastermind behind it." Shangguan Jing turned around and stepped back again, standing back in place.

"I know, so what?" Murong Shuo looked at her and said in a non-wavering tone, "So you have to protect Zhang Sheng." "What do you mean?" Murong Shuo was also helpless, but he didn't say anything more. Shangguan Jing felt that Murong Shuo must not have held back her fart, but she was also an extremely smart person, and she was shocked by Murong Shuo's remarks.

"Oops!" Shangguan Jing didn't mess with Murong Shuo, and ran to the firewood room with his legs.

"Shangguan Jing, what are you doing?" Shangguan Jing ran wildly and accidentally bumped into Yun Rong. Seeing Shangguan Jing so flustered, Yun Rong also ran over with her.

Shangguan Jing finally ran to the firewood room, and saw the guards at the door lying in a pool of blood from a distance.

Shangguan Jing kicked open the door of the firewood room, Zhang Sheng was already out of breath, and a pair of arms were cut off alive by the murderer and hung on the beams of the house, and the blood flowed all the way to the door, but Shangguan Jing stepped on the pool of blood without paying attention.

Yun Rong was also worried by the scene in front of him, he was used to seeing the skirt of his daughter's house, although he had also seen blood, but he had never seen such a cruel crime scene.

He stopped at the door, staring at the blood on the ground, and didn't dare to move a step.

After all, Shangguan Jing had been on the battlefield and watched all kinds of battles, and she had long been immune to this kind of scene, but she was not afraid to walk in directly. Yun Rong felt that he couldn't let Shangguan Jing look deflated, so he opened the folding fan to cover his face and avoid the blood and walked in.

Shangguan Jing squatted down to check the corpse, the corpse was still warm, and it had been less than an hour since he died. That is, she was the murderer in the time period in the back garden.

Shangguan Jing began to grope around the corpse, and sure enough, he found a piece of bloodstained paper around the corpse's waist.

Yun Rong also squatted down and took the blood paper, looked at the contents of the paper and said, "Hidden head poem!" I really didn't expect this Zhang Sheng to keep a hand. Shangguan Jing said: "Trouble Yun Gongzi to transcribe it again." "No problem." Yun Rong took the Tibetan poem and spread the folding fan and left the firewood room.

Murong Shuo walked in, and Shangguan Jing turned his head slightly and glanced at him with his peripheral vision.

"You know that the murderer will definitely cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, why don't you send more people to protect him?" Murong Shuo replied calmly: "The people I arranged are all dead, and even Ling Feng is injured. ”

Hearing this, Shangguan Jing sighed deeply, she got up and walked up to Murong Shuo, stared into his eyes, and said, "Tell me honestly, what else do you know?" Murong Shuo just looked at her calmly and did not speak. Shangguan Jing continued: "This murderer must have a great background, otherwise no matter how strong his martial arts are, he will not be able to come and go freely in the heavily guarded Jingyang Palace. Therefore, this murderer is definitely not arranged by someone we are familiar with, he killed three loyal ministers of the imperial court in Jingyang Palace, and he could do it all right...... One can imagine how big the power behind him is. Murong Shuo still didn't say anything.

"Murong Shuo, I hope you can tell me honestly, did you see the murderer in the backyard that day?" No. Murong Shuo replied very simply.

"You're the only one who's ever fought him, and even if you don't see him clearly, at least you should be able to tell if he's a man or a woman!" Murong Shuo was still very cold, he turned around, and his voice was very low, "Maybe you're right, we can't afford to provoke the forces behind him." "What do you mean?" Murong Shuo said: "This matter has nothing to do with you, you can go home." ”

Shangguan Jing felt uncomfortable when she heard it, what does it mean that it has nothing to do with her! Since she came to Jingyang Palace, participated in the banquet, and drank the poisoned wine, she has been calculated. Now this big awkward thing actually let her go home!

"You think I'm going to do this! If it weren't for the sake of food and grass, I wouldn't have come forward! Murong Shuo turned around and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you the grain and grass you want...... Jingyang Palace" Murong Shuo was interrupted by Shangguan Jing before he finished speaking, "Do you want to persuade me to go home and leave your mess alone?" I'll tell you this, and I'll take care of it! ”

After saying this, Shangguan Jing hugged his sword and left, and Murong Shuo asked, "Why?"

Shangguan Jing stopped, thought about it slightly, took a step back very playfully, stopped at a distance from him at a shoulder distance, resumed his usual playful appearance, and said, "Because...... I just want you to owe me a favor! You can't pay it off! Shangguan Jing snorted heavily in his nose and left with his sword.

Shangguan Jing found Yun Rong and saw him in a daze at the transcribed Tibetan poem.

"What's the matter, Grand Master Yun has a sad face?"

Yun Rong looked loveless, and he handed the Tibetan poem to Shangguan Jing casually.

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a hidden poem! As for this? ”

Shangguan Jing took the Tibetan poem, but he glanced at it lightly and was stupid.

What the hell is this? A poem has only five words, which can be understood on a single basis, but if it is connected together, it is simply bullshit.

"Master Zhang deserves to be the champion of the year! Even writing a Tibetan poem has such a connotation! Yun Rong quipped.

"Can't figure it out?"

"Don't you see? Each of these lines is very awkward to connect, and it is impossible to understand at all. ”

Yun Rong skillfully shook the folding fan and said leisurely: "My son has also solved a lot of Tibetan poems, but it is the first time I have seen someone write Tibetan poems like this." Embarrassed, embarrassed! ”

Shangguan Jing looked at the Tibetan poem and said, "You mean to say that this poem is unsolvable?" Yun Rong did not answer or deny it.

As soon as he folded the fan, he said: "Although this hidden poem cannot be solved for the time being, it does not mean that our clues are broken." Shangguan Jinghuan looked at him with interest.

"Think about what these three adults who were killed by the murderer have in common?" Shangguan Jing thought carefully with one hand on his cheek, and said, "They ...... They are all a force of King Jingyang in the court. "What else?" There are ......" Shangguan Jing couldn't answer, Yun Rong knocked on the table with the handle of the fan and said: "There is also the fact that they are all veterans of the two dynasties, and they entered the court as officials when the first emperor was alive. Shangguan Jing was still a little puzzled, "What does this mean?"

Yun Rong picked a strand of black hair in front of his forehead with a fan, and said, "This just shows that the ultimate purpose of the murderers to kill them is to bring down the big tree of Jingyang Palace." Think about it again, who in this court wants to bring down the Jingyang Mansion so much? ”

Shangguan Jing squinted at him, suddenly widened his eyes, and stood up suddenly, "You're crazy!" You actually doubt ......" Shangguan Jing lowered his voice and sat down again, "You actually dare to doubt the Queen Mother!" ”

"Hey!" Yun Rong got up and picked up the Tibetan poem, and said: "This dispute between the court and China is far more cruel than we imagined, usually whoever stands in their way will be cleared up. Don't worry, I will continue to interpret the hidden poem, but I also want to remind you that the mastermind behind the scenes today can point the finger at Jingyang Palace, maybe one day he will be eyeing your Shangguan family. ”