Gong Lingyu's body is half leaning on the railing, holding a pergola, and he likes to watch people fight the most.

The fence of the teahouse was already full of people, and there were a few young girls, whose eyes were always on Gong Lingyu or Lechuan, and then whispered, covering their mouths with handkerchiefs and shyly smiling.

Lethe doesn't like others to look at his little feather, even if it's a girl. His body moved silently, blocking the gaze of the others.

Yuan Shao downstairs had already thrown the knife, scuffled with Yuan Shao, and started hand-to-hand combat.

Gong Lingyu watched with interest, and everyone automatically formed a large circle to make enough space for them, Gong Lingyu's body moved slightly, and he looked up at a vegetable stall next to him.

The green vegetables and radishes were shattered, Yuan Shao's knife was still stuck in a winter melon not far away, the vegetable stall was overturned, the wooden stake holding the cloth umbrella was broken, and the sharp wood was stuck upside down like a knife.

Gong Lingyu's eyes moved lightly, and the hand holding the teacup moved slightly.

At the same time, Yuan Shao, who rolled into a ball with Sima Fengjin, beat him violently, and his anger gradually subsided, but he didn't notice that the figures of the two people were getting closer and closer to the broken stake behind him, he was holding Sima Fengjin's neck, wanting to teach him a good lesson on the ground, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden sharp pain in his wrist, he was much shorter than Sima Fengjin, and it was hard enough to hold him.

It doesn't matter if you throw it, just listen to the sound of a pop and a sharp weapon passing through the **.

A scream quickly came from the crowd, and Yuan Shao looked up, only to see Sima Fengjin's body lying on his back on the messy vegetable stand, motionless, and the place of his abdomen revealed a sharp blood-stained peak of a wooden stake.

"Ah, murder—"

The crowd of onlookers screamed and dispersed, some shouted to report to the official, some were so frightened that their legs and stomachs swirled, and some people vomited in fright.

Yuan Shao's face changed color rapidly, he jumped to the vegetable stall, only to see Sima Fengjin's body was pierced by a wooden stake, he quickly touched his big vein, and found that there was still a trace of breath, he took a breath, held Sima Fengjin's body and jumped up, pulled him off the stake, put him on the ground, and was about to go to the doctor, suddenly, he was stunned.

Sima Fengjin's breath disappeared all of a sudden.

He's dead.

The blood gushing from Sima Fengjin's abdominal wound stained Yuan Shao's clothes red.

After a few minutes, Yuan Shao realized that he ...... Killed.

The people from the government soon came, Yuan Shao was surrounded, his eyes were red, his face flashed with remorse and ruthlessness, and he fled after killing several officers and soldiers.

He killed by mistake and should not be held accountable!

Although Yuan Shao was short in stature, he was extremely fast, and he quickly disappeared into the chaotic crowd.

Gong Lingyu glanced at Lechuan, Lechuan nodded, their people had already gone to chase after him.

The news of Yuan Shao's murder soon spread in the royal city, and the streets and alleys were plastered with his wanted notices, and the city gates on all sides were sealed, and he could not escape from the tea wings.

At night, General Duan's Mansion.

Duan Ziyu came to the ancestral hall in a robe and put three sticks of incense on his father's tablet.

The smell of sandalwood lingers in the ancestral hall, and the rows of tablets in front of him are all the ancestors of the Duan family, as well as his father, whose cause of death is still unknown.

Duan Ziyu is Duan Qingshan's eldest son, and he is only thirty years old this year, but he is quite young and old. He took out a long cigarette pouch, lit it by the faint oil lamp in the ancestral hall, leaned against the desk and smoked it.

The tobacco was mixed with a calming powder, which calmed his mind a little.

Since Duan Lao's death, all the burdens of the family have been on him, his sister's family affairs, his younger brother's covetousness of the family property, family civil strife, and the persecution of the royal family have all upset him. Only when he was quiet in the ancestral hall in the dead of night could he be greedy for a moment of peace.

They all said that the Duan family's qi was exhausted.

What caused today's unfavorable situation is not only the departure of Duan Lao, but also ...... Previously, Duan Qingshan's unclear position towards His Royal Highness the Prince of the World. Obviously, he was so attached to His Royal Highness the Prince before, why did His Highness persecute him again and again, with the intention of killing the Duan family? Did my father do something that offended him when he was alive?

Duan Ziyu's head began to hurt again, he put down the cigarette pouch, and a cold chill appeared in his eyes.

Everything is to blame on Yuan Shao's dwarf, he has always believed that his father's death is inseparable from him.

If it weren't for the problem with him in the Great Light Temple, his father would not have been imprisoned, and if he was not imprisoned, a large group of his guards would have tried their best to protect him, and he would not have died in the cell in an unclear manner, and he has not even been able to catch a murderer so far.

couldn't catch the murderer, and Duan Ziyu's resentment naturally shifted to Yuan Shao's body.

"It's inseparable from him." Duan Ziyu coldly spit out a few words.

His people have been sent out to find Yuan Shao's whereabouts, and he doesn't care what King Nanzhao will do with Yuan Shao, he must pay his father for his dog's life.

However, since Yuan Shao absconded in fear of crime, he sent someone out, and now several hours have passed, Yuan Shao's friends in the court and China have not made a trace of trouble, and the city gates are all blocked, and he can't escape, but it is weird that there is no clue.

Yuan Shao is like the world has evaporated.

If King Nanzhao found Yuan Shao before him, maybe he would have read his loyalty to the country in the past, spare him from dying, and send him to the army, so that it would be difficult for him to start.

Duan Ziyu was depressed for a while, and lit the cigarette pouch again, and the smoke and incense soon mixed together.

In the midst of the smoke, the ancestral tablet of the Duan family loomed, as if behind this tablet, countless pairs of ancestors' eyes were staring at him, silently asking him why he had let the Duan family fall here.

The hundred-year-old family, is it going to be destroyed at his hands like this?

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the window, and Duan Ziyu pinched the cigarette pouch and flashed out.

There was no figure outside, only a hairy moon, emitting a miserable white light, which made people feel cold.

Under the windowsill, the flower pot shattered on the ground, and a black cat pulled out its paws from the dirt, trembled, and walked away without incident.

Duan Ziyu returned to the ancestral hall, but found that something seemed wrong.

His gaze fell very unnaturally on the table he had just leaned on.

There was an envelope on it.

Duan Ziyu strode over, and the envelope was covered with a red flower.

Duan Ziyu did not rush to open the envelope, but quickly looked around, and there was no one else in the ancestral hall.

He gasped.

He didn't know when the other party came, when he left, or even whether he had left completely now. If...... If the other party wants their own life, it's easy.

Duan Ziyu's gaze fell on the envelope, thinking that the other party might just be here to deliver the letter - if he really wanted to take his life, he should already be a fresh corpse by now.

Duan Ziyu opened the envelope suspiciously and found that there was only a simple note inside, but there was a name and a place written on it.

The name is Yuan Shao's, and the place is a green building on Flower Street, which he has been to in the past.

Is this - a whistleblower letter?

However, who knows that he is looking for Yuan Shao's whereabouts, and who sent such good news?

Duan Ziyu held the red needle-shaped flower and was full of questions.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

Death!

He remembered that this flower was Manzhu Sawa - the flower that bloomed on the other side of Huangquan Road.

A while ago, I heard that there is a rising organization called "Huangquan" in the rivers and lakes, which specializes in selling news. He never believed in these small methods, but he didn't want to receive a whistleblower letter from "Yellow Springs".

I don't know if this news is true or not.

It was still late at night outside, but Duan Ziyu didn't feel sleepy anymore, he ordered a few pro-soldiers, changed into night clothes and took people out.

originally didn't have much hope, but Duan Ziyu really intercepted Yuan Shao in that Qinglou.

When he saw Yuan Shao, Duan Ziyu understood why his people couldn't find him - he actually pretended to be a bewitching woman, with stilts on his feet, and he was taller, but everyone's attention was still on the dwarf Yuan Shao, so he wouldn't notice "her".

In the end, Yuan Shao, who was absconding, died.

Even if the court knew, it would not investigate who killed him, he was a criminal who was absconding, carrying human life on his back, and according to the law, he should be beheaded. One life for another, the matter settled, and no one was going to really track down anything.

Priesthood –

Gong Lingyu was still sleeping, but Lechuan was awake.

He woke up to the sound of the bluebird landing on the windowsill.

After reading the news from the blue bird, he put the note on the oil lamp and lit it, threw it into the flower pot, and watched it burn away little by little, turning into a handful of black ash, which was blown away by the wind and melted into the dirt.

He blew out the oil lamp and began to repair Tang Che's book by the moonlight, his turquoise eyes shining in the darkness.

The signs in the secret room of the Poison King Valley are constantly increasing on one side and decreasing on the other.

It turned out that Xiao Yu said "borrow two knives and kill two people" meant something like this - borrow Yuan Shao's hand to get rid of Sima Fengjin, and borrow the hand of the Duan family to get rid of Yuan Shao.

His little feather, why is he so smart?

The corners of Lechuan's lips naturally revealed a knowing smile.

The next day, the prince's house.

Sang He reported the killing of Yuan Shao last night to Yan Tian.

Yan Tian was holding a concubine in the house on his lap, and when he heard this, he retreated knowingly, and closed the door lightly.

Yan Tian took out a thin sheet from the drawer, opened it, and wrote two names on it: Sima Fengjin and Yuan Shao.

"Mulberry with." He called.

Sang He raised his head to look at him, and Yan said, "I always feel that there is a force targeting the imperial court. ”

In his notebook, there is a special record of the dead ministers.

originally thought that the dead were some of his subordinates and henchmen, but he didn't want to, people who were not his had died.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.