Chapter Twenty-Three: Calm

100 households, in the bedroom.

Jin Mancheng hugged his concubine and slept sweetly. He has a wide heart and a fat body, and he sleeps well. Now the offensive of the Mengyuan people has slowed down, and there is no threat of war.

Not only does he have to flutter on the belly of his concubine every day, but he can also sleep until three poles in the morning.

"Ah!!h

With a terrible scream, Golden Man City hit a spirit, and then woke up.

"Which thief kills talents, it's so intoxicating. Fortunately, it's daytime, and if it's night, wouldn't it be scared to death? Jin Mancheng scolded, and wanted to hug the confused concubine and continue to sleep.

Soon a house slave knocked on the door and reported, "My lord." Li Xiaoqi is dead. ”

"What does Li Xiaoqi have to do with me? I'm going to sleep, don't bother me. After Jinmancheng muttered, he hummed and chirped for a while before he reacted.

"What do you say? Li Ding is dead? ”

Kingman lifted the futon and sat up, shocked.

It's peacetime, and there are only so many people in this barracks, so it's not unusual for a small soldier to die. What's more, is it dead Li Ding?

And Li Ding is also considered to be in good health on weekdays, why did he die suddenly?

"Returning to your lordship. It was Li Ding who died. The house slave outside the door said through the closed door.

"How did you die, did you suddenly die suddenly?" Golden Man City had fully woken up, and as he lifted the futon and stood up, he looked for his clothes to put on.

His concubine snorted a few times, pulled the quilt over her fragrant body, and continued to sleep.

"What a lazy woman." Jin Mancheng turned around and cursed, and then listened to the house slave's answer.

"It looks like it was a sudden death, but it's more likely that someone killed you." The house slave replied.

"Uh-huh?!!!!" Golden Man City was stunned for a long time, and then shivered, only to feel that it was very cold.

"In our barracks, the dignified little flag was killed?"

Kingman's teeth began to chatter, and he looked left and right, as if there was an assassin in the room who would stab him to death at any moment.

"Hmm." The house slave snorted.

"Call the two Banner Lords." Golden Man City was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"Yes." The house slave answered, turned and went down.

After a short time, Jin Mancheng, who was dressed in a blue narrow-sleeved civilian suit, came out of the bedroom and came to the hall.

General Banner Li Kun and Cheng Gao have been waiting for a long time. When he saw Jinman City coming in, he got up and bowed, and then sat down.

Kim Man Cheng nodded, came to the top seat and sat down, and then he looked up and looked at the two flags carefully.

Li Kun is forty-one years old this year, with a black face and a fat body, wearing a black brocade robe, looking like a rich man. He's a boss and hasn't moved his ass for more than ten years.

Cheng Gao is thirty-two years old this year, Chinese New Year's Eve, with a relatively feminine appearance, a somewhat flowing beard, and a white long shirt, looking like a scholar.

He became the flag leader four years ago.

Li Kun sat expressionlessly, without sadness or joy. But when King Man City took a closer look, he could still vaguely see that there was a little contempt in the depths of this person's eyes.

Cheng Gao's face was pale, and there was white in the iron.

Li Ding is the small banner under his command.

On weekdays, King Manchester City plays the art of balancing left and right, and the relationship with these two people is okay. But the two general flags don't deal with each other, and now this is happening.

It's normal for one to steal fun and one to be ashamed.

At this time, a house slave brought in three teas and put them on the coffee table next to the three of them. Jin Mancheng slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip and put it down, and then said without hurrying: "Cheng Zongqi." Can you check it carefully? ”

Cheng Gao took a deep breath and glanced at Li Kun first. Li Kun felt it, looked up and gave Cheng Gao a smile.

Cheng Gao's teeth clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Return to the hundred households." Humiliation has been checked. According to the situation at the scene, Li Ding was most likely suffocated to death. According to the confession of his slave Chen Guang, Wu Nian under Li Ding's command was very suspicious. ”

"The lowly official is planning to interrogate Wu Nian."

If this matter is really Wu Nian's so-called. That was the one who hit him in the face.

The soldiers killed the officers.

That's a ridiculous thing.

"Hmm. Bring people here. I will see you judge him personally. Golden Man City nodded slightly.

"Yes." Cheng Gao is a little reluctant, isn't this a joke? But he had no choice but to answer, stood up and went to the door, and ordered the house slave to get Wu Nian in.

......

Outside the house where Li Dingxiaoqi was located, it was already surrounded by soldiers.

But the soldiers were not too serious, but they exchanged their heads and ears, and they talked about each other.

"Do you think this Li Ding was really killed by Wu Nian?"

"How is this possible. With Wu Nian's character as a drunkard, can he kill people? ”

"It's hard to say, in recent times, Wu Nian seems to have changed as a person."

Inside the house.

Wu Nian sat on the bed, surrounded by Zhang Sheng, Li Yong, Tie Niu, and Wang Gui.

Wu Nian's expression did not change at all, and he was calm and calm. On the contrary, the expressions of Zhang Sheng, Tie Niu and the other four were very exciting.

Bite one's tongue.

They were very suspicious that the person was killed by Wu Nian.

Yesterday, Wu Nian's eyes that wanted to stab people couldn't be hidden.

But they can't be sure.

The creep sneaked into Banner's room and killed Banner. And not with a dagger, or an axe, but with a strangled death, and no evidence was left.

Wu Nian, this kid, can he do it?

They wanted to ask, but they couldn't.

How to ask.

"Brother. Xiaoqi was really killed by you? ”

Is that the question?

There was a creak, and the door opened. Everyone in deep thought woke up and turned their heads to look at the door.

Wu Nian calmly got out of bed and put on his shoes.

The person who came was Cheng Gao's house slave, and he said to Wu Nian very politely: "Wu Nian." Lord Zongqi asked me to invite you to Hyakho Mansion. ”

"I'm tired." Wu Nian calmly clenched his fists and went out with the house slave.

The house slave glanced at Wu Nian appreciatively.

Just by virtue of this composure. Regardless of whether the person was killed by Wu Nian or not, this is a character.

If Wu Nian hadn't killed him, then Wu Nian would have been wronged.

Isn't the one who has been wronged panicked and angry?

If the person was really killed by Wu Nian.

After killing people and not changing color, it is really terrible tight.

Li Yong and the others were speechless for a while, and this time they went, it might be between life and death. It was as if something was stuck in the throats of Li Yong and the others.

This brother is a real brother, and they can't bear it.

Should Li Ding be killed? Damn it.

What if Wu Nian really killed it?

It wasn't until Wu Nian took a few steps that Li Yong chased out and shouted, "Brother, don't worry." We'll help you talk. ”

Tie Niu, Zhang Sheng and the others hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Wu Nian really wanted to complain.

"What do you mean by you talking for me?"

"Even if you want to collude with each other, it's a private negotiation. Don't plot so loudly. ”

Wu Nian was calm and calm, and entered the hall with great steps.