After a while, Ning Que stopped pressing down, took off the towel and carefully examined the back of Zhang Yiqi's head, he used his fingers to brush away the hair there, and found that the wound where the rusty nail entered the skull shrank very small, and the tiny blood spots had also coagulated, if he didn't deliberately look for it with a light source, it should be extremely difficult to find.

He looked down at the towel in his hand, and found that there was a blood stain the size of a copper coin in the middle of the snow-white towel, and some of it looked like a corrupted plum.

It's amazing that Zhang Yiqi didn't die immediately, but kept struggling and convulsing on the short bed in pain, and his voice was very hoarse and weak when he wanted to howl in pain. His eyes kept rolling upwards, revealing most of the whites of his eyes, and he looked extremely terrifying.

He felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and thought that he had been hit hard by Ning Que with a stick, but he didn't know what the real situation was, if he knew that an iron nail had been inserted into his brain, he would be scared to death.

"To be instructed by others is to have the consciousness of dying on behalf of others. But...... If you can run to your own carriage, or I can spare your life. ”

After saying this, Ning Que untied the towel tied to his hands and feet, threw it into the bucket next to him, and disappeared into the coming night.

Any words that a person hears when he is on the verge of death are like the last straw he grabbed in the surging Yellow River, and he will subconsciously follow the other party's words, not to mention that at this time, Lord Yushi has been so painful that he is so frightened that he has no ability to think and judge, and if he finally retains a little reason, it is just a vague instinctive reaction: no matter whether the murderous young man will let him go or not, he will definitely have to run to his own carriage to be safe.

Ning Que stood in a bamboo shadow not far from the side door and looked over there, and found that it was a little later than expected, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

When I was a little worried, I saw Yushi Zhang Yiqi staggering out of the side door, this person should have been naked, I don't know when there was an extra piece of clothing on his body, his body trembled violently, his eyes were already scattered, he desperately opened his mouth to shout something but couldn't shout anything, like a drunk, more like a fish about to die of thirst.

The attendant beside the carriage outside the side door was full of anxiety, and did not notice anything unusual at all, and shouted loudly: "Master, I heard that Madame is convinced, and knows that you are here, and you are going to bring those women over to make trouble, let's go quickly!"

Zhang Yiqi rushed over with a hiss in his mouth, his steps were vain, but he was about to rush to the carriage, but he finally failed to hold the last few steps, and fell directly to the ground, he desperately stretched out his trembling hand to grab the attendant's clothes, his gray face and eyebrows twitched, extremely distorted and ugly.

Perhaps it was this terrible expression that frightened the horse into a frightening panic, and only a boom was heard, and the carriage collapsed at this time!

The carriage that is scattered and disintegrated like building blocks is like a hill that directly presses Zhang Yiqi to the bottom!

The dust gradually fell, and the entourage guards stood beside the tattered carriage in a daze like fools, looking at the old man whose face was bleeding and obviously no longer breathing, and some did not understand what was going on.

Yes, we know that Madame is indeed quite fierce, sir, you have drunk a lot of wine today to amplify your fear, and you ran in a hurry when you heard our shouts and frightened, but you ...... How could you crash into the carriage and crash into it! And how could the carriage be so fragile that it would collapse as soon as it was hit!

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The movement at the side door had already alarmed the thugs and stewards of the red-sleeved moves, and they surrounded them with iron faces, ignoring the frightened explanations of the entourage guards, and directly controlled everyone present, and then sent someone to inform Chang'an Mansion immediately.

The onlookers didn't know what kind of character the old fat man who was crushed to death by the carriage was, but he was just a poor prostitute who had poured blood mold, and they all pointed and pointed at him, but how could the people in the red sleeves not know the identity of this person, a royal historian died at the door of his own green building, where did they go to reason?

Yushi Zhang Yiqi became the first official in the history of the Tang Dynasty to board the train in a panic because he was afraid of his wife, so he was unfortunately startled and finally died tragically under the carriage.

And when the imperial history ran for the last time in his life, Ning Que, the real murderer behind the incident, was standing in the shadows with his fists clenched, and kept silently cheering and cheering for this person in his heart.

There will be a very short buffer period for sniping with a sharp blade to break the cerebellum, and he has tried many times when he learned to slaughter bison with those barbarian swordsmen on the grassland, but this is the first time he has used it on people, and he doesn't know how long this extremely weak imperial history can last, it is a small gamble, and it is not a problem for him to drag the carriage to pieces.

"Sure enough, we can't underestimate the powerful minds of the officials who are greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Looking at Lord Yushi, who finally managed to run to the side of the carriage and then was pressed to the bottom by a large pile of tattered wooden cloth, Ning Que sighed silently, quickly turned to leave, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the snow-white towel.

This is the first time he has killed someone in Chang'an City, and it is inevitable that he will be a little nervous, but at this moment, he is thinking more about the fact that when Zhang Yiqi finally rushed out, he actually put on a coat on his body.

At this time, the stewards in the front building and backyard of the Red Sleeves had already known the news, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes were trying to find out if there was anything suspicious, of course Ning Que would not choose to leave at this time. He went along the bank of the stream to another familiar girl's courtyard, and chatted with her who had come to her relatives on vacation in recent days to chat about gossip, probably idle and bored, the girl was extremely happy to see him, and Ning Que was also extremely happy, spitting with a smile on his face, and only occasionally wiping the corners of his lips with the seemingly snow-white towel in his hand.

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The night shrouded Lane 47, and the master and servant were talking about the previous things on the bed in the old Bizhai back house, and the basin next to the bed was the traces of the towel burning.

Sang Sang wrapped the quilt tightly on the other end of the bed, and asked curiously: "If this is called fake crime scene, then why don't you just fake it as a stroke?"

Ning Que asked in surprise, "Do you know what the wind is right away?"

"I don't know, I heard you tell stories when I was a child. ”

"I've told stories like this? Well, maybe I forgot. ”

"If Lord Yushi had a good hand in the Qinglou, how could that lady not continue to make trouble? How could the imperial court not investigate? Once I alarmed those real masters of the Criminal Department, I don't have much confidence. ”

"So our most important purpose, in addition to convincing Chang'an Mansion that this is a traffic accident, only a traffic accident will not alarm the imperial court, but the important thing is that this conclusion is the easiest for Chang'an Mansion to force the Imperial History Mansion to shut up. ”

Sang Sang was quiet for a long time, and then said in a low voice and shyly: "It's complicated, I don't understand it very well, young master, you really think about a lot of things." ”

"So you don't want to do anything?" Ning Que took out Jane's way of dealing with himself, hating iron and steel: "If you don't want to do things, you will get more and more stupid." ”

Sang Sang replied very calmly: "Girl, you should be stupid, don't people say stupid girls stupid?"

Ning Que was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he asked with concern: "Are you tired of sending letters at both ends today?

"It's fine. Sang Sang responded.

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