After leaving the He Mansion and settling down at the Qianjin Inn, Shen Yunwei remembered that the rice paper had not been returned to He Qianqian, I am afraid that there would be no chance in this short period of time, after all, now that such a thing has happened, my father must not have the face to visit Lord He again.

So she could only fold and fold the rice paper, and carefully put it into her purse, which also contained the copper coin that Su Tang gave at the beginning.

As the day and night deepened, Shen Yunwei remembered that according to what Lang Yanqing said that day, he should have arrived in Huzhou today. This Lang Yanqing is getting closer and closer to the Shen Mansion ten years ago, and for some reason in her heart, she is both happy and scared, and even begins to wonder if she made the right choice to ask him for help in the first place.

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When we came in the morning, we received good news that the gates of the city were opened!

This means that Lang Yanqing's murderer has been caught?

With the abilities of Song Yu and his uncle, what if they were caught in this life?

And in the previous life, when Lang Yanqing was shot, Song Yu happened to be sent to Yangzhou to catch the flower thief, and it took ten days and half a month to return to the capital, and it was naturally impossible to find out at that time.

But now it's different, Song Yu arrested the culprit in advance and returned to the capital in advance, judging from his decisiveness and fortitude, even if the murderer can't be determined now, he will definitely find some clues. In this way, if this case is solved as soon as possible, she can tell Lang Yanqing as soon as possible, so that he can avoid interception and killing in the next life.

Shen Yunwei thought so, and his heart was full of anticipation.

The Shen family hurriedly set up a car and rushed to the capital. Especially Shen Weiqing, when he rode a horse, he deliberately rode behind the carriage convoy, thinking that Shen Yunlu had embarrassed him, and he always felt that the eyes of passers-by seemed to be pointing at him.

Shen Yunlu was depressed and listless at this time.

"Second brother, why did you drink so much yesterday? You don't drink much on weekdays! Shen Yunyi was very curious, on the way to Beijing, Shen Yunyi had undergone a huge change, not only Shen Yunwei, but even Shen Yunyi, who had always had a big heart, noticed it.

"Nothing! It's just that I accidentally drank too much," Shen Yunlu replied lightly, as if he was thinking about something else in his eyes.

"Oh"

Shen Yunyi saw that the second brother didn't want to answer this question, so he gave up. After all, He Qianqian is also a little beauty embryo, and the second brother is now a man's temperament, and it is reasonable to drink and make mistakes. Thinking so, he put the matter behind him again.

As soon as I entered the capital, I saw a crowd of people, and the footsteps were in a hurry, all accumulating in the direction of the vegetable market.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"If it's too late, you can't afford to be executed"

......

Passers-by were smiling, and the direction they were running was also the direction in which the Shen family's carriages and horses were going. From just a few words, Shen Yunwei learned that it turned out that today was the day of Feng Congfei's public execution.

Like in his previous life, he was sentenced to Ling Chi, but the day was more than ten days earlier.

It seems that the city gates of Kyoto were opened to make it easier for the people around to come and watch the ceremony.

Not long after, the Shen family's god horse also followed the flow of people to the entrance of the vegetable market, and from a distance, I saw a man in a prison uniform with a disheveled hair, hanging in the open space in front of the entrance of the vegetable market, and an executioner next to him was spitting a knife.

Shen Weiqing hurriedly ordered to leave quickly, and it was better not to see such a bloody scene.

At this time, the sun at noon was scorching, and the executioner's eyes narrowed, but he didn't stop working on his hands, and with his shouting, his hand rose and fell, and a piece of sacrificial meat was thrown into the sky, and the painful phoenix Cong Fei screamed heartbreakingly, resounding over the entire vegetable market.

The onlookers were all shocked, and as the phoenix Cong Fei began to exclaim and lament, one after another, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

I was scared to death when I saw the bloody scene, but I still couldn't help but look at it, and even pretended to cover my eyes, and the eyeballs had to drill out from the cracks of my fingers.

Shen Yunwei was in the carriage, listening to Feng Congfei's screams of exhaustion, and he couldn't bear it, but the law is strict, and there should be a price to pay for breaking the law. Looking at the people present, their eyes were full of fear and excitement. Ay.

Xu is his own private contact with Feng Congfei, if he didn't have a different understanding of himself, he would not have done such a thing, now at a young age, he was tortured like this, woo hoo lament!

After a long distance from the entrance of the vegetable market, there were still screams in his ears, and even Shen Yunwei couldn't tell whether it was real or the fear in his heart.

Soon, the Shen family and his party came to the place where Lang Yanqing was shot eight years ago, Yanhua Street.

Now this street is still prosperous, although the execution at the entrance of Fengcong Feicai Market attracted many people to watch the execution, but the liveliness of this Yanhua Street has not diminished at all, as in the memory of the previous life, all kinds of shops, vendors occupy the entire street, the fragrant osmanthus is sprinkled on this street like a little gold leaf, the day before yesterday Lang Yanqing was shot here without any impact here.

If anything, it must have had an impact, it is in the streets and alleys, and you can still hear some chattering when you look closely.

The carriage slowly moved forward with the flow of people, Shen Yunwei lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see the storyteller in the teahouse talking in a colorful voice: "That Shi Niang pushed away Gongzi to the side and scolded Sun Fu, 'I have experienced hardships with Li Lang, it's not easy to get here...... I will die and know, and I will be the god of complaint, and I still want to be the joy of the pillow seat! Then all the guests and friends here applauded!

But looking at the storyteller, Shen Yunwei was suddenly shocked!

The storyteller was dressed in a straight hemp gray shirt, his silver hair was neatly tied behind his head, his face was slightly red, his smile was full of energy, and he was in good spirits, this person was the housekeeper of his mother's mother's family, Wu Xian'er!

When I went to Beijing in my previous life, I was blinded by the scenery of the capital, and I didn't even notice him at all!

How could he be here!

Then it all makes sense. This Wu Xian'er doesn't seem to be simple, not only can he send me a bronze mirror, but he can even find Lang Yanqing after being reborn and give him a bronze mirror, so he must know what secrets are behind this bronze mirror!

In the previous life, when Lang Yanqing was shot, he was also here, and he was not just here to tell a story!

Why is he telling the story of Du Shi Niang's angry sinking treasure chest here?

Wait a minute!

His mother's name is Du Mi, is there anything to do with it?

Shen Yunwei suddenly seemed to have discovered something, but this clue was confusing, and she felt that everything was too incredible.

Just as she was thinking nonsense, Shen Yun raised her head slightly, and found that Wu Xian'er glanced here, although she couldn't see his face clearly, she could clearly feel the kind and kind smile on Wu Xian'er's face.