After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

"I'm going to search this place," said the leading officer.

Fu Zijing said, "Please do as you wish, sir."

The innkeeper immediately stepped aside, and the general led the soldiers to search the place from top to bottom inside and out. The young masters present nodded and talked among themselves.

The general stood in the hall and inspected everyone. The hall was filled with the smell of various rouge, powder, wine, candles and fireworks. He couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his nose. These young men from rich families were too outrageous. He looked at them one by one. The young men had different expressions and were not much different in age. There was a maid in the hall who was lowering her head and saying something to a young man next to her with a panicked look.

The leading general had a sharp look in his eyes, with a bit of scrutiny, but at this moment the young man slapped the maid in the face and said angrily, "I won't go back, so what? What do you have to worry about?"

The maid covered her face and started crying.

A young man nearby said, "Master Junhe, if you can't win the poetry contest, then you can't win. Why are you taking it out on the maid?"

Chen Junhe, who was called out, immediately jumped up and said, "I beat my maid, what does it have to do with you?"

The accused boy was also unwilling to accept it, and the two of them immediately started arguing, and the hall suddenly became noisy again.

Forget it. These rich young men all have bad tempers. The leading general took another look around. The soldiers who went out for patrol also came back, but they all shook their heads to indicate that they had no questions. The general then pulled the waiters and the boss of the inn to question them, and when he saw that there was nothing else to say, he called the soldiers to go out.

At this time, the streets outside and the surrounding residents were also alarmed by the noise.

"What on earth is going on?"

It seems that something is not right. So many people have been mobilized. Has something big happened?

"What could it be? It's nothing more than adultery and theft."

"Ignore it, let's continue."

Fu Zijing looked at Yingge and asked, "Have you finished writing the poem?"

"There are still two sentences left to write."

"Then please, let's continue!"

Yingge turned around and continued writing.

After the last stroke was made, the sound of poetry suddenly chanted in the hall startled the soldiers guarding outside. The general even frowned, thinking that these sour young men would become sour Confucian scholars sooner or later.

The scene here was different from the slightly cool leaf breeze. The atmosphere in Yi Garden was solemn and the wounded soldiers' mouths and noses were filled with the smell of blood.

The fire in the hall had been put out. A group of officers and soldiers escorted Liang Jingtian, the governor of Mocheng, and looked at Lu Gongqing who was lying in the inner room.

"Good." He said, "You are so brave!"

Although he has passed away, no one can deny Lu Gongqing's beauty. Under the light in this hall, he looks exceptionally beautiful.

Liang Jingtian was simply in disbelief. In order to confirm whether it was true or not, he even squatted down to check Lu Gongqing's breathing. Only after confirming that it was correct did he look at everyone with a complicated look.

"How could he die in such a way?" He stood up and said, "Catch the real murderer, and don't let any of them go."

...........

"Yes, my lord!"

In the inn in the village, singing and laughter could be heard one after another. The soldiers waiting outside felt a little envious of these carefree young people.

“Young people don’t know the taste of sorrow!” Then he looked at the moonlight again, retracted his gaze, called out to the other soldiers, jumped on his horse, and rode towards Yiyuan.

The young people discussed it a lot. "Everyone, look at this poem. Not only is it well written, but Yingge's calligraphy is also very good!"

The young men were talking and laughing, Chen Junhe looked pale, but they didn't care. After all, they were probably scared again. It would be fine for them to just admit defeat. There was no need to hold on.

"Hey, I don't know what Chen Junhe is betting on this time. Last time I remember I called him brother after I lost the bet. I don't think I should call him father this time." The teasing became more and more intense.

The praise Yingge on the other side also answered one by one, then spread out his left hand, pointed at himself and said, "Everyone, excuse me first, I'm going to wash my hands."

The writing just now caused Yingge's hands to be stained with ink, and a lot of ink was splashed on her body, especially on her shoulders and chest. The fishy smell of ink was a bit pungent.

Fu Zijing smiled and said, "You're welcome!"

Yingge smiled, said sorry, and went to the backyard. The boys continued to appreciate the poetry around the screen.

Suddenly Chen Junhe stood up and walked quickly to the backyard, followed by the maid.

Fu Zijing took a look and looked a little hesitant. He didn't hear the boy next to him calling him. "Hey, I think this cursive calligraphy is really good."

In the backyard, Yingge had already entered the bathroom, but fell to the ground as soon as she entered. Chen Jun and Chunqiao came in, covering their mouths and screaming. Chunqiao even rushed over and burst into tears.

"What should I do? Can I see a doctor now?" Chen Junhe murmured.

"Well, you can go find it now, but I need you to do something."

"You said, as long as I can do it."

"Hurry up and tell me. Don't be polite at this time."

Yingge grabbed his wrist tightly and sat up, and stretched her left hand back vigorously. Chunqiao cried and said, "Don't move. Tell me what you want."

Yingge had already pulled out the iron rod from his back, holding the other end with one hand, and then handed it to Chen Junhe and said, "You hold it."

Chen Junhe was a little afraid of the iron rod, but he took it as he was told.

"What are you doing?" Before she could finish her words, she felt a strong force coming at her. With a puff, Yingge stabbed the iron bar on her shoulder, and incidentally splashed Chunqiao, who was supporting her from behind, in the face.

Seeing the iron rod pierce her shoulder without any discrimination this time, she could no longer suppress her scream.

Yingge looked at Chen Junhe and said, "Yingge's plan this time is very careful. The rest is up to you." As soon as she finished speaking, she fell backwards. Chen Junhe still held the iron rod in one hand. The direction Yingge fell was exactly the direction of the two people. People outside heard screams and chaotic footsteps. The door of the bathroom was also knocked open.

Fu Zijing rushed in first and shouted, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Then he was stunned when he saw this scene, and the boy who followed him was also frightened by this scene.

Blood, large amounts of blood, Yingge fainted on the ground, a maid with blood all over her face and screaming, Chen Junhe holding an iron rod with blood dripping from it.

“Even if you can’t beat Chen Junhe, you won’t hurt anyone, right? You’re too…” The young man didn’t finish his words.

Fu Zijing rushed to Yingge first, stepped forward to check Yingge's injuries, and reached out to help Yingge up. The blood on her shoulder was gasping and flowing non-stop. This was not a solution. "Go find a doctor, hurry up!"

After being yelled at by him, the young men hurried to look for people. At the same time, some of them did not forget to snatch the weapons from Chen Junhe's hands. The restaurant instantly became chaotic.

Chen Junhe saw the chaos in front of him and the iron rod in his hand. His stopped heart suddenly resumed its rhythm violently, and the rhythm could have knocked him out.

He was so scared that he screamed, "Mom, I want to go home, mom."

Yingge knew that she had fainted, and her injury might even be serious enough to cause death, because her injuries were so severe. She still remembered the scene when she traveled through time last time, and was brought here in an instant. Would she be able to travel back this time? This time her idea did not come true, and now she felt not only weak but also in pain.

Maybe the pain was taken away by the real Yingge. The dizziness, confusion and severe pain made you feel like your wounds had been treated.

“It looks so serious.”

"Ouch, ouch, ouch. This must hurt so much!"

"Don't cry, the wound has healed and the bleeding has finally stopped."

"Otherwise, your life might not be saved."

The fragmentary words came into her ears. This analysis was correct. She escaped and used her body as an excuse to lure Lu Gongqing to kill her. At the same time, her plan was successful. This was the smallest range of harm she could think of later. At least her life was still there.

"With such serious injuries, the woman's identity will be lost." In fact, the safest way was to faint at the door of Liu's house, but she couldn't hold on. Between life and exposing the woman's identity, life was more important.

"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of her... I deserve to die."

"No, Master Pei, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of her. I deserve to die..."

"Yingge heard two kinds of self-blaming voices interweaving in her ears. The voices were intermittent and she was not conscious yet. It sounded like the voices of Master Liu and Madam Xue, but who was this Master Pei?"

The waves of pain tore her consciousness into pieces. Could she have been caught? She remembered that she had made proof of her alibi. Her plan was relatively comprehensive. Lu Gongqing was dead, and his death was blamed on the assassins. As for the injury, she was confident that she would not die unless she had to lie on the grass for a night.

There was chaos in Yi Garden, and the soldiers from Mo City were afraid that even the land of Yi Garden would be overturned.

"The assassin won't stay here forever." The soldier held the torch and searched the ground with a knife.

"Who cares? There are so many of them. We should just do whatever the higher-ups arrange..."

The soldier was speaking when he bumped into something and the knife in his hand suddenly stopped.

It’s pitch dark here, I’m afraid he ran into something!

"How dare you! Who are you? Come out now!"

The soldier gripped his spear tightly.

The soldier's shout gathered the scattered soldiers around, and their spears and swords were all pointing in the same direction.

The torch lit up the bushes like daylight, and a person in the bushes was suddenly awakened. The torch shone so brightly that she couldn't open her eyes. He raised his hand to block the light and then put it down. Looking at the gleaming guns surrounding him, he was also stunned for a moment.

"What happened?" Zhu Nian murmured.