The little guy was about to speak, and a cold snort came from behind him.

Lin Fei was silent, turned around and bowed to the Duke of Jingguo to apologize, and after getting up, he immediately turned around and gestured, signaling the little servant to follow him to the side.

Jing Yunhou and the others present sighed almost unanimously when they looked at Lin Fei's reaction, and raised their eyes to look at the Duke of Yasuko, who was sitting on the main seat: Not surprisingly, Duke Yasuko's face was already dark.

Then he turned his head to look at Lin Fei who walked to the side with the little guy, although the little guy's voice was low and he couldn't hear it clearly, but he saw that Lin Fei's face was visibly frozen, although he couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly, but he could look at the back of the moment for a moment, as if something big had happened.

Jing Yunhou and the others didn't think that Lin Fei, who was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, should not pay attention to this case, after all, the murderer would not pick the time to commit the crime, and he knew how to avoid Yuanyue.

But what case is so important? I don't even have the time to serve a bowl of tea to my grandfather?

Just thinking like this, Lin Fei, who had finished talking to the little guy, had already turned around, he strode in front of the Duke of Yasukuni, and said, "Grandfather, the life case of the Star Picking Building ......"

Yasukuni's face was still dark, looking at him, waiting for his next words.

"It was Zhao Mengzhuo who died." Lin Fei said, bowed to the Duke of Yasukuni, and without saying anything, he turned around and strode away.

He walked simply and hurriedly, leaving everyone stunned by this sentence in place.

It wasn't until half a day after Lin Fei left that the Duke of Yasukuni came back to his senses and coughed, but his still dark face was long gone, replaced by a face full of shock: "What did Ah Fei just say?" ”

Awakened by a cough from the Duke of Jingguo, Jing Yunhou, who came back to his senses, said: "Ah Fei said...... It is ...... who say that he is dead Zhao Mengzhuo. ”

As soon as the three words "Zhao Mengzhuo" came out, Yasukuni Gong immediately gasped, and the next moment, he got up "Teng": "Something is wrong!" ”

Dali Siqing, the prefect of the Yamen of Dali Temple, who is in charge of the murder case in Darong, is actually dead! If you say that you have a grudge with someone...... When he was young, Zhao Mengzhuo was still able to be energetic, but Zhao Mengzhuo, who has been tempered more and more sleek in recent years, has never heard of a grudge with the same person!

If it is not a grudge, if it is not an accident, there is only one possibility for Zhao Mengzhuo's death.

"I know more than anything I shouldn't know." Marquis Jingyun on the side muttered, "Working in the yamen of Dali Temple, it is most likely to provoke these rights and wrongs that have nothing to do with you." ”

This is also why he didn't want his second son to go to the Yamen of Dali Temple in the first place.

Now that Zhao Mengzhuo has an accident, the burden of being the master of the entire Dali Temple Yamen naturally falls on Lin Fei's head.

Not only do they have to be responsible, thinking that it was Zhao Mengzhuo who died this time, it seems that their colleagues who are equivalent to officials in the same dynasty are shocked when they hear it, and their hearts are not happy, not to mention, for Lin Fei, this is the peak of getting along day and night?

Jingyun Hou boasted that he had already cultivated a somewhat unfazed state of mind after so many years, but when he heard this at first glance, he was still a little unbearable, not to mention Lin Shizi and Mrs. Hou behind him.

Both of them were shocked and mixed with sadness: the people they had seen not long ago said that they were gone, and it was really a matter of death like a lamp going out and blinking an eye.

The Duke of Jingguo and the Marquis of Jingyun didn't have time to grieve at this time, and when they settled down a little, the Duke of Jingguo looked up at the little guy who recklessly crashed in and reported to Lin Fei.

Although this little guy rushed in regardless of it, he was a little dissatisfied with it, feeling that this little guy didn't know etiquette at all, and he was a fresh face he had never seen before, and he didn't know where the second grandson was found; But after knowing what happened, he no longer blamed, not only did he not blame, but he still recognized the little girl's behavior of not sticking to etiquette and fearing things.

Rules are dead, but people are alive. The number of etiquette or something, it also depends on the priority of the matter, it seems that Zhao Mengzhuo is in a hurry to follow the power of the matter, and it cannot be delayed.

Thinking like this, looking at the little guy in front of him with a dark face and a slight accent, Yasukuni Gong had a much better impression, raised his hand, and motioned him to come closer.

When this little man who called for peace approached, Yasukuni asked: "What happened to the person who came to report the news?" How could Lord Zhao be assassinated in the Star Picking Tower? ”

Lin Fei left in a hurry, and he didn't say what was going on, but as soon as he heard that Zhao Mengzhuo had an accident, Yasukuni Gong and others subconsciously thought of the most common accidental death of an official - assassination.

"Returning to Grandpa," Ping'an shook his head and said, "Lord Zhao was not assassinated, he fell from the top of the building. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Yasukuni Gong and others were shocked: "What? ”

Jing Yunhou was also taken aback, and when he reacted, he hurriedly asked Ping'an: "Could it be that he fell from the building?" ”

"I don't know about this little one." Ping'an said, paused, and said, "But the messenger who came to report said that fireworks were being set off on the top of the Star Picking Tower at that time, and the top floor was brightly illuminated, and the people below saw it as if someone had stretched out their hand, and the adults fell down the building, and everyone fell down." ”

In this way, there should be many eyewitnesses to the whole incident, and there should be no objections. Yasukuni sighed and said, "The case itself is not difficult, after all, so many witnesses are present!" Only Ah Fei has to deal with Shangfeng's death with his own hands, which is in his heart, I am afraid it will be very difficult! ”

Saying that, he couldn't help but shake his head, but after shaking his head, he said "huh" again, and said: "A few of them seem to have gone to the Star Picking Tower today...... When he said that, he shook his head again, and he shook his head several times today, Yasukuni Gong rubbed his somewhat sour neck, and said, "But they have nothing to do with Zhao Mengzhuo in the past day, and they have little to do with it." ”

In this regard, Jing Yunhou wrinkled his eyebrows and did not speak.

The "regular style of them" mentioned by the Yasukuni Gong are old friends of the Yasukuni Gong, and because of the relationship between the Yasukuni Gong, they also have to exchange a few words of greetings when they meet each other.

Jingyunhou glanced at Lin Shizi, who was also frowning and about to speak, gave him a look, signaled him not to speak, and stepped forward to ask Jingguo Gong: "How does Father know that Lord Chang and the others went to the Star Picking Tower today?" ”

"Originally, the old man was also going today," Jingguo Gong said this, glanced at Jingyunhou, and scolded, "If it weren't for your father and son to be angry with me, how could I sit here today and drink the three of you tea for sin?" ”

At the moment, I drank two cups of atonement tea, but the remaining one was not drunk yet.

Jing Yunhou's eyes as a son naturally understood, picked up the tea that was just left there by Lin Fei, and personally made amends on behalf of his son: "It's my son's fault, I didn't teach Ah Fei well, but now people's lives are at stake, and it was Zhao Mengzhuo who had an accident. ”

Jingguo Gong snorted, although he snorted coldly, he took the tea handed by Jingyunhou in his hand.

After taking two sips and putting the teacup aside, he heard Jingyunhou sigh and spoke: "Lord Chang, they are also unlucky, why did they choose today?" Zhao Mengzhuo's accident today, according to the rules of Dali Temple, I am afraid that anyone who is picking up the star tower will be dragged to Dali Temple to ask a question, and he can only go back until midnight. ”

"They should be greedy to drink those sips of tea or two!" When the Duke of Yasukuni heard this, he didn't think much about Jing Yunhou's words, and said: "It's just a dry share, let the people below take a trip, who knows that they will drink that sip of tea?" ”