Chapter 32: Lying

"Why is Lord Wang here?" Yan Chenghuai's eyes were slightly cold, staring at Wang Zhihui kneeling on the ground, his voice did not fluctuate at all, as if he was just asking an ordinary question.

"Lord Chincha doesn't know anything, since he became the prefect... Belch... It was after the accident of the lower teacher that the lower official once flipped through the files of a hundred years and found that there were many murders here. ”

"And most of them have no solution, so the lower officials will pay attention to everything and do it themselves, plus the fox demon has been saying frequently during this time, so the lower officials have made their own decisions and brought more people to guard here, after all, this is an important place, and the lower officials want to guard it before the court comes."

Wang Zhihui's words were impeccable, Yan Chenghuai was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Lord Wang is really dedicated to his duties. ”

"To be the prefect of this Fengcheng is really condescending."

"The lower officials don't dare!" Wang Zhihui was even more frightened and raised his head suddenly.

At this time, Yan Chenghuai's subordinates escorted Honggu out, and as soon as the red figure appeared in front of everyone, Wang Zhihui was suddenly dumbfounded:

"Honggu!"

He screamed, and the look on his face seemed to be in a trance.

After a while, I realized my gaffe and suddenly became nervous.

Lin Niannian and Yan Chenghuai glanced at each other, and Lin Niannian stepped forward and asked, "Can you know this woman?" ”

"Nature is cognizant." Seeing that Yan Chenghuai did not blame himself for his gaffe, Wang Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief, "When I was a guest under my teacher, this woman was just in time, but I didn't expect that after a few years, goodbye would be like this." ”

Lin Niannian saw him as if he had fallen into a memory, and the expression on his face was blurred.

"So, you know this woman well?" Yan Chenghuai spoke at the right time, and his tone was uncertain.

"No, no, my lord, I've only met her once. This woman is the adopted daughter of her teacher, and she is raised in the boudoir on weekdays. I'm waiting for a broken protΓ©gΓ©, how dare I be abrupt? ”

Wang Zhihui had a wry smile on his face, but there was nothing unusual other than that.

"That's a pity." Yan Chenghuai lowered his eyes, "This woman's family is ruined now, and she seems to have fallen into stupidity." ”

"If no one takes care of it, I am afraid that if I am washed into an official prostitute in the future, there will be endless disasters..."

"It's... Is that so? Wang Zhihui was stunned for a moment, then listened to Yan Chenghuai's voice and continued: "But she is the daughter of a criminal minister, and in her future, it should not be our turn to worry." ”

"If there is nothing to do, then afternoon." Yan Chenghuai stood with his hands in his hands and didn't look at him again.

Wang Zhihui only said "yes", and left with vain steps.

Lin Niannian stared at the shadow and walked away, frowning, then put it down, she looked at Yan Chenghuai, and said firmly: "Wang Zhihui didn't tell the truth. ”

Yan Chenghuai bowed his head and agreed, remembering everything he had seen on the file before, and groaned coldly:

"This Honggu was a strange woman before she went crazy, Wen Tao Wuluo, not losing to any of Li Zheng's disciples."

"And Li Zheng seems to be quite complacent, and often takes Honggu to listen to people's talk."

"Wang Zhihui can't just meet once."

Listening to this analysis, Lin Nian began to search for clues in the few memories stored by the original owner.

The original owner was a native of Fengcheng, and she should have known more about this matter, but she racked her brains and never found a useful clue from it, so she couldn't help but sigh.

The news of the original body is too closed, which is also related to her previous experience. The original body has been raised in the Lin family for more than ten years, and his personality is rigid, and he has never paid attention to anything except for the art of pretending every day.

And after the death of Daddy Lin, this character is even worse.

Until he was found by Liu Changping, he was imprisoned in Liu's Mansion in the name of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors, and was tortured.

During this time, I couldn't receive any news from the outside world, and fell into extreme panic and despair every day.

Throughout the life of the original owner, it is really pitiful.

"What are you thinking?" There was a sudden pain in her head, Lin Nian raised her head, Yan Chenghuai came over at some point, and knocked on the top of her head.

"I'm thinking, if I were Honggu, I wouldn't want to see myself like this now." Lin Niannian answered honestly, but Yan Chenghuai was rarely not ridiculed.

"You're thinking too much." Yan Chenghuai's expression still didn't change, but his hand was unstable, and the fan was almost on the ground.

"It's better to be a fool than to die and be burned by a fire." Lin Niannian was picking up things for him at the moment.

The expression on Wen Yan's face froze, but he still respectfully handed the fan to his hand.

She didn't wear gloves today, and Yan Chenghuai's wide robe sleeves swept across the back of her hand, slightly cool, causing a chill.

Sure enough, she still couldn't hear the voice in his heart.

His eyes were slightly dark, Lin Niannian pursed his lips and remained silent.

"I'll take you somewhere." took the things and said solemnly.

Lin didn't know why, but he still followed.

The place where Yan Chenghuai took her this time was still the dungeon of Fengcheng, but unlike before, this time they went straight to the bottom.

The innermost place was dark and dark, and a cold wind passed through the center of the corridor, blowing on the body, and the whole body was cold.

Lin Nian Nian looked around and found that there were walls on all sides. There is a layer of wet water droplets on the wall.

"Here we are." I don't know how long I walked, Yan Chenghuai spoke lightly, there was a prison door in front of them, Lin Niannian carefully identified it through the gap, and finally saw a human figure sitting in a cloak and a brocade robe sitting inside.

As soon as the figure heard the movement outside, its body moved, and then rushed to the door of the cell at an incredible speed, shaking the iron door frantically.

"Let me out! Let me out! ”

Lin Nian didn't pay attention, he was startled by the man's swollen red face, and took a step back, his eyes full of vigilance.

Yan Chenghuai was unmoved: "This is Li Xiang, the son of Li Zheng." ”

Lin Niannian gasped and looked at the sick boy in disbelief.

"This is Li Xiang? How can you be so emaciated? She thought it was the jailer who had mistreated him, but when he adjusted to the light inside and saw the untouched food at Li Xiang's feet, he suddenly understood something.

The dishes were very rich, there was even a pot of sake, and the furnishings in the prison were very comfortable, which must have been quite high compared to the prisoners next to them.

"When we found him, he was in a drunken dream in a South Wind Pavilion." Yan Chenghuai only said, and half of his eyes never fell on Li Xiang.

"This man's body is in ruins, and our people will be delirious by then."

"The Chu Pavilion where he is located seems to have a scent of Seven Star Grass, which is something that smells addictive. Once you get it, you can't quit. ”