Lin Shijing didn't expect that this person was pretending to be drunk, he watched in shock as Gu Qingzhang got up numbly, and after questioning the prostitute, he sat next to Lin Chonghan with his face on his face and begged her for tea.

"There is no tea," Lin Chonghan shook his head, took out a bag of loquat from the drawer of the carriage and handed it to him, "I sent the turtle slave to buy a bag of loquat, which can cure hangover." ”

Gu Qingzhang bit the loquat and looked at the prostitute in the corner, she didn't answer his question just now, so Gu Qingzhang asked, "What's your name?" ”

"The slave's name is Qingle," she bit her lip, looking uneasy and frightened, "Lang Jun's question is not clear to the slave family......

Qingle has a graceful demeanor and a superior appearance, looking soft and weak, and I feel pitiful, but Gu Qingzhang is an iron-hearted person who does not understand the amorous feelings.

"Don't pretend, I saw you running downstairs in a hurry that day to tell the bustard about Qingxiao's death."

He continued: "When I visited Bozhou City before, I talked to the locals. They all said that the two sisters, Qingxiao and Qingle, were comparable to the Feiyan Hede of the Han Dynasty, not only looking like a country and a city, but also being light and able to do palm dance. ”

"If Feiyan dies," he said, eating the loquat, word by word, "Hede will never know the cause of her death, can he?" ”

Qingle looked up at him in fear, she glanced around the carriage, and suddenly realized that she had completely left Xiaoyue Tower, and from then on the man in front of her was her master.

She swallowed her saliva and said tentatively: "I know what's the use, Hede is just a living-" Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Gu Qingzhang.

The other raised an eyebrow: "I can save your life." ”

Qingle remembered the intimate picture of Fang Zhong and Gu Qingzhang, Fang Chong treated the other party so politely, which showed that he must not be in vain at least; Moreover, Gu Qingzhang must not be the same as Fang Chong, otherwise he would not be unaware of the cause of Qingxiao's death.

Thinking of his sister's tragic death, Qingle no longer hesitated: "You are clear." The slave family and Qingxiao are not biological sisters, she also has a biological sister who was not brought into the building. ”

Gu Qingzhang nodded in her heart, knowing that she didn't intend to lie.

Qingle continued: "You can also see your mother's attitude towards the other son's son, although this Xiaoyue Tower is said to be my mother's business, but who doesn't know, the person behind this is his own party?" ”

"This person is extremely familiar with Bozhou City," Lin Chonghan thought for a moment, "Whether it is a city gate, an inn, a restaurant, or a brothel, there is his shadow behind these." ”

Qingle glanced at her, nodded and said, "What the noble man said is right, the entire Bozhou City is the final say." ”

"What about Zhizhou?"

Qingle smiled bitterly: "Either you will be embarrassed and colluded with him, or you will be stripped of power by him, and you can only be a puppet." ”

Fang Chong can indeed be said to be a veritable head snake in Bozhou City, Gu Qingzhang listened without saying a word, and suddenly asked, "Qingxiao was strangled by Fang Chong's people?" ”

Qingle was taken aback and lost his voice: "How do you know?" ”

"I've seen her corpse," Gu Qingzhang peeled another loquat, "If she hangs herself, then the strangulation mark should be heavy in the middle and light at both ends; But if it was strangled to death, the strangulation marks were evenly distributed. ”

"Qingxiao's strangulation marks on her neck are very even, she didn't hang herself."

Qingle muttered: "She is such a strong person, her own sister hasn't grown up yet, how can she hang herself?" ”

After eating loquat, Gu Qingzhang guessed the ins and outs of the matter, and he turned his head to Qingle for confirmation: "Did Qingxiao accidentally learn about some things about Fang Chong, and Fang Chong had to kill her?" ”

The carriage swayed forward in the dark night, and a small lamp hung on the wall of the carriage with a faint glow. The faint light could illuminate the entire carriage and illuminate Gu Qingzhang's shining eyes.

Qingle was seen by him at a glance in the deepest part of her heart, and under these eyes, her secret was difficult to hide.

She subconsciously spoke: "It's not that I know—it's that there is evidence." ”

Gu Qingzhang instantly sat up straight.

*

At this time, the third floor of the Xiaoyue Building

The old bustard cautiously pushed open the door, she waved her hand to let the person waiting next to her go out, rolled up her sleeves herself, and used a hot towel to clean Fang Chong's face with her eyes closed.

"Master," the old bustard put down the towel and pinched his shoulders for him, "Isn't it good to give Qingle out like this?" ”

Fang Zhong let out a "hmm" and said nonchalantly: "What's the matter, there is a cash cow missing, you are distressed?" ”

The old bustard saw that he hadn't reacted yet, so he had to remind him politely: "Qingle and Qingxiao have always had a good relationship and are close - when Qingxiao died before, that Langjun was also present." ”

Fang Zhong Huo Ran opened his eyes.

He sat up and turned his head to look at the old bustard: "Why is Gu Qingzhang here, didn't he just come to Bozhou?" ”

The old bustard shook his head: "I don't know about this, but that day it was Qingle who went downstairs and told me the news of Qingxiao's death, I can't be sure about anything else, but that Lang Jun must know Qingle." ”

Fang Chong's face was constantly changing, Qingxiao was the accident he didn't expect the most, obviously it was just a plaything, but she had been tossing and turning among various characters over the years, and she was able to write down an account book that was enough to kill him.

Now the unaccounted for ledger has become a big rock in his heart, making it difficult for him to sleep day and night.

Gu Qingzhang has a bad crush on anyone, why does he only look at Qingle who is close to Qingxiao and may know the inside story of Qingxiao's death, not to mention that he was born in the capital and is a nobleman, what kind of beauty has he never seen?

The more Fang Zhong thought about it, the more wrong it became, the sound of breathing gradually worsened, and before he knew it, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"My lord," Fang Chong's henchman pushed open the door and came in, his face anxious and uneasy, "Something is wrong." We had a batch of carrier pigeons to the capital, and we lost ten. ”

"But the road from Bozhou to the capital has always used this batch of pigeons, and no matter what weather it encounters, it will not lose more than ten pigeons."

The loss of the carrier pigeon is not a big deal, maybe the carrier pigeon accidentally encountered some accident this time, but these coincidences come together, but it faintly makes Fang Zhong have a kind of ominous mountain rain to come.

This instinct allowed Fang Zhong to dodge countless deaths, so this time he also chose to trust his instincts.

He said, "Now you take someone to fence off the inn where Gu Qingzhang is." Remember, don't startle anyone, let alone let anyone go – be fast! ”

*

"What do you mean," Gu Qingzhang's expression was indistinguishable in the dim light, "Qingxiao has an account book in his hand, which is enough to make Fang Zhong recover?" ”

Qingle swallowed his saliva and replied, "Yes, the ledger is divided into two. ”

"In the entire Xiaoyue Building, only I know that Qingxiao has a sister, and even my mother doesn't know, so I guess that one of them should be at her sister's, but the other one, I don't know."

Just when Gu Qingzhang fell into deep thought, Lin Chonghan said, "We saw you that day. ”

Qingle was puzzled: "Yes, what's wrong with this?" ”

Lin Shijing's face suddenly became very ugly: "We have seen you, and the bustard is also present, and she also knows that we have seen you-but, Gu Qingzhang is going to leave you today." ”

"Do you think Fang Zhong will not be suspicious?"

The carriage had already arrived at the inn, and it was obviously early spring, but Gu Qingzhang's back was already soaked in cold sweat.