This roar won everyone's attention.

Song Huaijin glanced over with narrow eyes.

The British duke, with a wrinkled old face, staggered to this side.

"Old thief Song, my British government will definitely not give up on this matter! Wait and see how long your Governor's Mansion can run rampant! ”

Song Huaijin's face did not change, he shook the thing in his hand and turned to look at everyone: "Lock everyone in the courtyard up for me!" ”

"Yes!" The people were commanded to come forward.

The British Duke was immediately furious, and scolded angrily: "Old thief Song, this is my British Mansion, how dare you do this?" I will definitely report this matter to the emperor, you trespassed into the people's house, and the son committed murder..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged into the room by two soldiers.

After a while, all the masters and servants in the courtyard were locked in the house.

The British duke knocked on the wooden door and scolded incessantly.

Song Huaijin ignored it at all, pulled the cork and walked to the corpse.

The porcelain bottle was tilted, and the medicinal powder was scattered, but after a few inhalations, dozens of corpses turned into traces of water on the beach and seeped into the soil.

This scene startled all the soldiers, and they all looked at the object in the other party vigilantly, and their steps unconsciously retreated a few points.

Just kidding, if you get half a point, it's estimated that you'll die!

Song Huaijin's eyes were unknown, and he walked towards Zhang Mingyuan's room, but after a while, he walked out, and his eyes swept over everyone with a cold light: "Today's matter must not be revealed to the outside world, and the offender will die!" ”

As for the British duke, he couldn't find Zhang Mingyuan's body, even if he made trouble in front of the palace, he couldn't prove that Jun Qing killed people, those domestic servants were originally people in the house, and the other party's words were even more unbelievable.

What about him Song Huaijin reversing right and wrong?

Is it not just that he is going to turn it upside down?

It's the world!

The old emperor has already killed him, if he doesn't rebel, it will be a dead end!

The bird hides the bow, the rabbit dies and the dog cooks, the emperor turns his face ruthlessly, the king wants his ministers to die, and he is not loyal to death, even so, he doesn't mind rebelling against the dynasty in order to survive!

"Let's go." Song Huaijin gathered his thoughts, turned over and got on the horse, the long whip fell, and hurried back.

After everyone followed, the streets of the capital inevitably had another burst of panic.

After the people left, some people in the British government were curious to go to the backyard cats, sneaky, and probe their brains.

When they walked into the courtyard, except for a puddle of water, there was no one, and everyone was puzzled, and a series of slamming doors suddenly sounded.

Listen carefully, there is still scolding, but this person who speaks... It seems to be an English duke.

The crowd cautiously followed the sound.

"Grandpa Guo, but you're in there?" A guy asked.

Seeing that someone was coming, the British Duke calmed down a little and ordered: "Open the door!" Hurry up and open the door to your country! ”

When the little guy heard this, he didn't dare to delay for a moment to get busy.

The British public walked out with hatred, and walked towards Zhang Mingyuan's room with unsteady legs.

However, when I came to the bedside, it was empty, and there was only a puddle of water under the bed, which was a strange scene.

After searching the house, I still couldn't see the other party's body, and I ran to the courtyard, but there was no trace...

Corpse... It's gone?

Song Lao Thief took it away?

Or in broad daylight?

It's impossible!

Then he turned to look at everyone: "Song Huaijin has something to transport out?" ”

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

The British old man had a suspicious face, and with scrutiny, he frightened all the maids and maids to kneel.

"Find me! Even if you rummage through the house, you have to find the corpse! ”

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

Corpse?

What corpse?

Who died?

"Hurry up!" The British public roared.

Everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly got up and searched around.

However, until the end of the day, not a single hair was found...

The British public was so angry that they smashed in the house, and the matter was well known in the house.

After going back, everyone was secretly happy in their hearts, this chapter Mingyuan died, and the lineage was broken, and no matter how unhappy the British prince was, he had to choose another hereditary person from among them, and for a while, all the concubines were rubbing their hands and looking at each other unpleasantly.

The next morning, the British Duke participated in Song Huaijin's book without accident, but was suppressed by the old emperor.

The pacification of the Nanban is imminent, and there must be no trouble at this time, especially Song Huaijin, who has been in the frontier for many years, must know more about the Nanban than anyone in the court.

And the other party has been fighting for many years, invincible, such a chess piece, the old emperor still expects the other party to give him the last heart, how can he be condemned to him at this moment?

Even if you want to kill, you have to use all the value of the other party!

Song Huaijin glanced at the old emperor, and then lowered his eyes with a dull expression.

And the British prince on the side was already angry, and his old eyes were like knives stabbing each other.

The emperor swept over the two, and his eyes were calculated.

As the saying goes, the three armies go first before moving the grain and grass, and the old emperor looked at everyone and spoke majestically: "This time to the south, who does Zhong Aiqing, the grain and grass escort officer, think is more suitable?" ”

When the officials heard this, they all shrank their heads.

The position of this grain and grass escort officer, the risk is disproportionate to the merit, and no one wants to be this wronged boss!