(Thanks to the generous rewards of book friends such as "Crane in the Floating Clouds-Hidden", "Press to Kick with Your Feet", "Li Think", etc., the first ** with the meaning of drawing books is about to be revealed, so stay tuned!)

Ye Jun was sick, he ate the fireworks in the world, but he was not a body of steel, he was attacked by the wind and cold, and he had a high fever in the early morning.

I felt sick and uncomfortable, my head was dizzy, my limbs were weak, and I was lying on the bed limply, and I didn't even want to move my fingers.

At dawn, Ye Junmei was the first to find out that he was sick, and immediately told Jiang Zhinian, and then sent someone to invite a doctor, and after diagnosis and treatment, he said that he was "infected with wind and cold", prescribed medicine, and drank it.

The medicine is bitter, sweating, and gradually becoming clear.

"How can someone like me get sick?"

Lying on the bed, Ye Junsheng muttered to himself.

Jiang Jing'er, who happened to walk in, almost stumbled: This nerd, he is not confused, how could he say such whimsical words. Birth, old age, sickness and death, life is normal, unless the gods with vast powers can transcend it......

"It should be that I haven't practiced kung fu yet. ”

The patient on the bed summed it up very carefully.

Jiang Jing'er said angrily: "Idiot, it seems that you are not lightly ill, and you still need to use needles." ”

Ye Junsheng smiled: "Miss Jiang, why are you here?"

"What, I can't come?"

"Of course you can, but I didn't think you would come. ”

Jiang Jing'er sneered: "It's a pity that Miss Ben is not as good as you want." ”

Ye Junsheng smiled bitterly, he found that when he talked to the other party, there would be a smell of gunpowder in three or two sentences, was it because of the divorce?

Probably, but the woman's mind is too complicated to speculate.

Immediately changed the subject: "I'm sorry I missed the poetry meeting last night. After all, he was invited by Jiang Zhinian, but he didn't expect an irresistible accident and couldn't come back.

That accident was a little unprepared.

In retrospect, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth - afterwards, he broke open the gatehouse of the annex, found flammable materials such as fire oil, gathered the corpses, and set them on fire. Even if it rained at that time, it couldn't be extinguished, and the famous "Peng Batian" flew up to the other world in the flames.

This fire burned in Ye Junsheng's heart at the same time. From that moment on, he was no longer the Pengcheng bookworm.

Actually, it hasn't been for a long time.

Speaking of last night's incident, Jiang Jing'er was angry and was about to speak, but saw her grandfather coming.

Jiang Zhinian also came to visit Ye Junsheng, said some words of concern, and then went out with Jiang Jing'er.

"Jing'er, have you noticed that when you get along with Jun Sheng, it's easy to lose your temper. ”

Jiang Jing'er was stunned: "So what? I just don't like him." ”

Jiang Zhi smiled at the old age, and pointed out: "There is an old saying, 'It's not that the enemy is wrong!'"

After being stunned for a moment, she immediately woke up, Jiang Jing'er suddenly jumped up like a kitten that had been stepped on by the tail: "Grandpa, what do you mean by this? Who is the enemy with that nerd, I am an enemy with him!"

Jiang Zhinian laughed, with an attitude of "no need to explain, I understand", put his hands behind his back, and went straight.

Jiang Jing'er bit her lip and stomped her foot hard, she would never admit her grandfather's "wrongdoer", the word "wrongdoer" is very ambiguous, with that nerd?

Phew!

Whenever Miss Ben saw him, she wanted to hit him......

......

Gotta get it!

Hurry up, gallop to the gallop, look up, but only see a collapsed courtyard, in which a strong smell of burnt comes out.

Peng Qingshan's face tightened, flew off the horse, and rushed in.

The night of wind and rain had washed almost all traces clean, and some corpses could still be found in the room, but they had already burned beyond recognition, mutilated, and unrecognizable—but the size of his eldest brother was still very distinct.

"Ahh

Peng Qingshan clenched his fists and raised his head to the sky and roared: "Who is it?"

Who's the poisoner?

The Ye family brothers and sisters are impossible, the eldest brother is accompanied by Su Huyuan and others, all of whom have martial arts, not to mention a timid girl, a nerd who has no power to restrain the chicken, and even idle bandits and robbers, they can't hurt the life of the eldest brother.

Among them, there must have been some unpredictable accidents.

Yesterday, because he was going to participate in the poetry meeting, Peng Qingshan only separated from Peng Qingcheng after a few words, and basically didn't know what Peng Qingcheng did later, and he didn't know anything about the coachman who sent Peng Qingcheng to the other courtyard.

"Be careful and cautious in doing things, and prevent the walls from having ears and people from ......"

In this way, it has always been Peng Qingshan who earnestly taught his eldest brother. Peng Qingcheng also performed very well, so he was able to be Peng Batian for many years without incident. However, today, because of this, clues are scarce and difficult to find.

"No matter who it is, the revenge of killing your brother is not shared with the sky! You, or you, are doomed!"

Peng Qingshan gritted his teeth and secretly swore a poisonous oath.

A gust of cold wind blew, and his brain suddenly woke up: the first plan for today is to report to the official, and the second is to investigate the whereabouts of the Ye family brothers and sisters yesterday to see if there is anything strange......

Of course, he never believed that the Ye family brothers and sisters could harm his eldest brother, but since they were involved, he naturally needed to investigate.

made up his mind, hurriedly rode back to Dao'an Mansion, and went to the government to report the case.

He is an official himself, and he has some contacts with the people in the government, so he can naturally get a lot of convenience in terms of procedures. When the prefect of Dao'an Prefecture heard that Peng Qingshan's eldest brother had been killed, he immediately ordered to send a powerful head hunter to lead more than a dozen capable officials to investigate the scene in a resolute manner......

On the other hand, Peng Qingshan mobilized all the relationships that could be mobilized to investigate the whereabouts of the Ye family brothers and sisters yesterday. He traveled extensively, black-and-white, and investigated with astonishing efficiency, and by the evening he had obtained a valuable piece of information:

Yesterday, the Ye brothers and sisters went to Dao'an Mansion to go shopping, and they didn't return to the Jiangjiazuo boat until late in the evening, saying that they were lost because of the wind and rain. However, the whereabouts of it, where it went, and what it did were all blank.

Peng Qingshan pondered for a long time, suddenly raised his head, ate and sneered: Are you lost? Maybe, but God is doomed, you must accompany the funeral of your eldest brother......

It's just that this kind of thing is not easy to handle through the government clearly, after all, there is no evidence, the government asks, some links are not easy to explain, and it can't be said that the eldest brother covets Ye Jun's eyebrows and beauty, so that the two sides have something to do with it.

Since it doesn't work in the open, just come to the dark, this is the most simple and clear, he Peng Qingshan is not only an official, but also a martial arts master, and there will never be the slightest problem when he does things. Afterwards, it is even more unlikely that others will suspect him, which is something that is not related to the wind and horses.

Sonor!

The sword on his waist was unsheathed, a cold light reflected his eyebrows, and his fingers flicked the sword body, which suddenly caused a pleasant roar, which was endless, as if the sword body was psychic, and he couldn't wait to drink people's blood.

Good sword!