"Brother Gong, what's going on? How could that poem be made by that waste Feng Qingyao? It must have been plagiarized from somewhere, and he will definitely be exposed if we ask a few more words. 」

When he walked out of the gate of Jifu, Miss Liu's husband Chen Miao asked with some confusion.

"Do you know who that kid is?" Without waiting for the others to answer, Gong Zheng continued: "It's the grandson of Lord Taibao, and that poem is probably made by Lord Taibao, but why should we offend Lord Taibao's grandson because of such a trivial matter? 」

"Lord Taibao's grandson, isn't it??, what ability does Feng Qingyao have to make Lord Taibao look at him?" asked Chen Miao with an incredulous expression.

"You can't be wrong, I've seen Lord Taibao and the child at a banquet from afar. Gong Zheng shook his head and said.

"At that liuyu poetry meeting, we must let this surnamed Feng lose people once, how can such a good thing fall on such a waste as him. The grandson of Lord Taibao can't let a waste like Feng Qingyao be badly taught!" Chen Miao said viciously. Several others nodded in agreement.

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"Do you want to go to the Husband's Poetry Society? The Poetry Club is the most famous gathering of talented people in the capital, and if the Husband goes to participate, it will be helpful to the Husband's reputation. Ji Yanran said to Feng Qingyao while cleaning up the bed.

Feng Qingyao smiled faintly and said, "Let's talk about it then, if I have time then, I will go and take a look." 」

Regarding participating in this liuyu poetry meeting, Feng Qingyao didn't care at all.

"Oh, how did that husband go to the Dao Pavilion today, did you find what you were looking for?" In Ji Yanran's heart, Feng Qingyao didn't want to expose himself to everyone. Therefore, it was not very surprising that Feng Qingyao did not go to participate in the Liuyu Poetry Club, and instead began to inquire about going to the Dao Pavilion.

"Fortunately, the collection of books in the Dao Pavilion is indeed very rich, far from being comparable to other places, and I have found what I want to read. Feng Qingyao said lightly while wearing wide clothes.

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"Hmm? There seems to be a fight here. There were traces of blood, as well as the footprints of four people and the hoof prints of two horses, all of which went towards the capital. 」

Zhao Xueman lost the last opportunity to get the palace, and was very unhappy, and after wandering around the mountains for a while, he felt that he was not so depressed before preparing to return to the capital. When he walked to the place where Feng Qingyao killed the guards of the Pingxi Wangfu, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

Although the sky was already a little dark, Zhao Xueman still found the blood on the ground and the dead air that was permeating the surroundings. If you look closely, you will find Li Zhiqi and Qiu Xiang, as well as the footprints of a man and a woman behind the Pingxi Palace. Feng Qingyao's cultivation has reached the peak of innocence, and even if he walks inadvertently, he is not shocked by the snow without a trace, and it is naturally impossible to leave footprints under his feet.

"Well, there was a homicide outside the capital, and the body was cleaned up so cleanly, I don't know who did it, it seems that I'm busy again. 」

Zhao Xueman inspected the scene of the crime while looking for possible clues.

"Huh, why are these turf and trees gone?"

Zhao Xueman, who was inspecting the scene, saw the grass and trees that disappeared not far away, but he was surprised.

"Forget it, four people can kill twenty or thirty people, and dispose of the corpses so cleanly, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult for me to solve this case alone. Let's go back and find someone to help. 」

After speaking, Zhao Xueman carefully looked at the surrounding situation again, and walked towards the capital.

As a department directly under the Criminal Department, Liufangmen is naturally headquartered in the capital. After Zhao Xueman returned to the capital, he quickly returned to the headquarters of the Six Doors, thinking of what happened today, Zhao Xueman was still a little unhappy in his heart. I didn't even eat, and I sighed in the gazebo in the backyard.

"Sheman, you don't seem to be very happy today, have you encountered any difficult cases? We four famous arresters share honor and disgrace, if there is any more troublesome case to be said, my eldest brother and fourth brother and I will help you. 」

Jiang Zhengrong felt that something was wrong with Zhao Xueman when he first came back, and now he saw Zhao Xueman sighing here, and thought that Zhao Xueman had encountered some tricky case that could not be solved, so he was worried.

Jiang Zhengrong ranks second among the four famous catches, and is also a congenital master, who is ruthless and cold-faced, known as the iron-faced soul chaser. However, Jiang Zhengrong has a good impression of Zhao Xueman beyond his colleagues. Seeing Zhao Xueman's long sigh, he naturally couldn't help but want to ask.

"Second brother, it's not because of the case. Someone robbed me of my business. Zhao Xueman gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Someone robbed you of your business?" Jiang Zhengrong said with a confused expression.

"Yes, I finally found out that Yuan Man, the head of my secret agent in Daqi, and the two masters of Ouchi went to arrest him, but who would have expected that at the last moment, someone else would pick a peach. That Golmud was caught right under my nose. Ouchi's last belongings also belonged to that person, and it has nothing to do with me. 」

"Why don't you catch fast, you dare to rob our four famous catches?" Jiang Zhengrong frowned and said. The six gates of the capital can be said to be the gathering place of the top catchers of Daqi, and the four famous catchers are the most powerful of all the catchers in Daqi, and they can also be said to be the idols of all the catchers of Daqi. Zhao Xueman is the idol among all the idols who catch fast, even if he doesn't know the other three, Jiang Zhengrong feels that it is impossible not to catch fast and not know Zhao Xueman. How could anyone rob Zhao Xueman's business.

"He's not a catcher. 」

"Isn't it a quick catch?"

"Well, he's not a fast catcher, he's just a passerby who happened to bump into him. When did there be so many innate masters in the capital who were not in our hands, and it happened that I was bumped into when I was working. The more Zhao Xueman thought about it, the more angry she became.

Seeing Zhao Xueman so angry, Jiang Zhengrong was naturally not happy, he knew Zhao Xueman's temperament very well, and he had an extraordinary love for money, and the wealth that was about to be obtained was robbed by others in front of him, but Zhao Xueman would be very depressed.

"If you dare to snatch someone from our four famous catchers, I want to see who it is. A cold light flashed in Jiang Zhengrong's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.