After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

Yingge wanted to stop him from talking too much, so she interrupted him and said, "You mean Zhu Nian will be convicted and he won't come back?"

Ye Muyang seemed a little unhappy because he was interrupted and said, "We were talking about Zhang Zhe. You said that young man doesn't like to hear this kind of story, the mysterious, cold, bloody and cruel official..."

Yingge said, "It doesn't matter who he is. I just want to know what will happen after Zhu chases him away. Will he come out again?"

Ye Muyang seemed rather bored. "Zhu Nian, I heard that all the suspects will not be released for the time being. Now Zhang Zhe has taken over the case. Mo Cheng said that the investigation previously did not count. Zhang Zhe wants to investigate again on his own."

Yingge nodded in understanding and said, "Then we'll know if Zhu Nian is the murderer once we investigate."

Ye Muyang said, "That's not necessarily true. If Zhang Zhe wants to, he can make the dead kill people, not to mention a student." After that, he was excited and prepared to talk about Zhang Zhe's gossip again, "I'll tell you, that Zhang Zhe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a child's sharp voice was heard outside the cottage.

"Master Muyang, the teacher said that you should invite your parents to the academy."

Ye Muyang was shocked when he heard this. It would be fine if he asked the parents, otherwise he would not be able to go out for several days.

"Yingge, I'm leaving now. If you have any questions, please go to the academy. The doorman has been going crazy these past two days. He's too strict."

After saying that, he pretended to hold his stomach and groaned and ran out.

"Why are you rushing me? I just have diarrhea and need to take a rest here."

"Stop bluffing. I know what you want to do. I will tell Mr. Zichun about your situation. Humph."

"That Mo Xiang...look, we are all children, right? Why should we bother adults with our children's affairs, right? If we don't bother adults, then we don't need to bother the teacher either."

The quarrel between the two soon faded away, and Wujian Cheng Cottage returned to its usual quietness.

Xiao Taohong had already finished her lunch. Seeing Yingge holding his chopsticks and not speaking, she asked, "Master, is the food cold? Do you need to heat it up again?"

Yingge shook her head and said, "No need." Then she lowered her head and started eating seriously. She didn't put down the meal until all the dishes were clean.

"Master, I have made the bed, go take a nap."

Yingge touched her head and said, "You are done with your work. Go to the market to play when you have nothing to do. I am going to sleep."

Xiao Taohong agreed, and didn't think there was anything inappropriate for the young master not to read but to sleep in broad daylight. Yingge went back to the only room in the thatched cottage and lay down, smiling charmingly.

The sunlight shone through the windows. Lu Gongqing's body was placed in the bright room. Liao Cheng, who was standing aside, raised his hand and couldn't help yawning. Then he heard another sound coming from inside the house.

"Is this the body of 345?"

Liao Chengyi lowered his hand and said, "Yes, yes, Lord Zhang, you have asked for the hundred and eighty times. This is No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, the murderer who killed Lord Lu. He has been kept in Yiyuan. No one from the officials of Mocheng has contacted him and will not falsify information. You can rest assured that Lord Lu's subordinates can do the work... Although they failed to protect Lord Lu, we can't blame them all. It's because the enemy is too powerful. You see, even Lord Lu failed. It can only be God's will..."

Liao Cheng talked on and on, and it was obvious that he had been asked this question many times, and he spoke with some impatience.

Zhang Zhe was not angry, he just looked at the body in front of him and said, "If it is indeed the body of three, four, or five, then these are not right..."

Liao Chengyi said, "Then tell me what's wrong."

Zhang Zhe said, "Lord Lu was definitely not killed by three, four or five people!"

Liao Chengyi was stunned and asked, "Are you so sure?"

"I am sure."

"why?"

Zhang Zhe said, "Because after the examination just now, I observed that his death was not tragic enough."

Hey, what do you mean?

Zhang Zhe then ordered the red-robed guards beside him to "bring over here all the bodies of the criminals that were near the hall that day."

The red-robed guard answered yes, and then organized people to quickly carry over the dozen or so corpses and place them one by one in the hall.

Of course, those corpses were not treated as well as Lu Gongqing. Some were simply wrapped in a layer of mats and placed aside casually. Some were simply put in sacks and placed in the ice cellar. When they were lifted up at this time, they were slightly deformed. Liao Chengyi covered his nose with some disgust and moved away.

Zhang Zhe kept walking around the corpse, and the red-robed guard explained to him the location and situation of the corpse.

Zhang Zhe said nothing, but carefully examined all the bodies. He stood beside the last body and said, "Bring us all the weapons they had at that time."

Soon, all kinds of swords, spears, daggers, etc. were laid out. The blood stains on the weapons had not been wiped clean yet and were solidified on them. Zhang Zhe picked up one and put one down until he had checked all the weapons. By then, the sun was gradually setting.

Zhang Zhe picked up the knife closest to him and put it across his neck. Liao Chengyi was startled, "Master Zhang, what are you looking for?"

"Find the weapon and murderer who killed Lord Lu." Then he threw the knife in his hand away.

“But I didn’t find it.”

Aren't there three, four, and five murderers who killed Lord Lu? Isn't this everyone's consensus?

Although the guards did not witness it with their own eyes, they heard from the surviving guards that the assassins approached Lord Lu and were assassinated by Lord Lu in the hall. And when the assassins rushed in, they shouted that they had succeeded.

Could this be true?

Liao Chengyi might not trust the people in Mocheng, but he would definitely trust Lu Gongqing's guards.

There is no doubt that Lu Gongqing died at the hands of San Siwu. What is in doubt is the true identities of San Siwu and Nian Shilan.

And now he said that Sansiwu was not the murderer of Lu Gongqing. Liao Chengyi couldn't believe it.

Zhang Zhe looked at the bodies scattered all over the hall and said, "They are not the murderers."

Liao Chengyi covered his mouth and nose and quickly stepped forward and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Zhang Zhe said, "The bodies of these people are not tragic enough. They were just injured and killed in one blow. This killing method is not what Lord Lu does, and the weapons don't seem right either."

Weapons? Liao Chengyi wondered, the head had been chopped off, it seemed that a knife could do the same.

Zhang Zhe said sharply, "But you have to cut off Lord Lu's weapon that looks like a knife but is not a knife, like a sword but is not a sword."

This confused Liao Chengyi, so he just asked again, "What is that?"

"Although I don't know what it is, I know there is no such weapon here."

Liao Chengyi paced back and forth in the hall, smiling and saying, "Interesting, so the murderer is still at large? He was able to kill Lord Lu and escape unscathed, this person must be no ordinary person!"

Zhang Zhe said slowly, "This person must have been seriously injured. He should not have escaped far. Maybe he is watching us from the side right now."

"Then hurry up and catch it."

"No hurry, no hurry. I'll go meet that young scholar Lan first. Maybe he would be willing to tell us something!" After saying that, he walked out.

Liao Chengyi shook his head and said sympathetically, "That man, Nian Shilan, may not be happy to see you!"

........................

Yingge, who was injured and sitting in the carriage, looked at the teams of people who were obviously not the guards of Mo City passing by in the distance. Their rapid footsteps kicked up clouds of dust.

These must be the officers and soldiers who went to the capital, the elite soldiers carefully selected by the current emperor.

Yingge looked away and saw that Xiao Taohong was trying to grab the grass on the roadside because of her naughtiness. She patted her head and said, "Don't be naughty. Be careful or you will be punished and have no snacks to eat."

Xiao Taohong sat back with a smile, and Liu Ziheng handed the prepared cushion to Yingge.

"How are you? Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you feeling dizzy?"

Today is Yingge's day to go home. Before school is over, Liu Ziheng comes to pick her up and considerately prepares a carriage and a mat.

"Don't worry, I'm really fine."

Liu Ziheng said, "Even if it's okay, we have to be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage had arrived at the city gate.

The inspection at the city gate has become more stringent in recent days, and there are many unfamiliar soldiers and officers. The curtains of the cars were lifted, and the soldiers' eyes were scanning the cars.

The guard who was familiar with them said, "They are students from the academy." As soon as he finished speaking, he was looked at by the Beijing soldier, and he stopped talking. He asked Xiao Taohong, Liu Ziheng, Yingge and others to get out of the car, and then carefully checked the inside and outside of the car.

Yingge stood aside with a cane, and Jingbing saw this and asked, "Are you sick or injured?"

"I am injured."

When they heard Yingge say that he was injured, the other Beijing soldiers immediately looked over.

Liu Ziheng explained, "I was injured while playing with my classmates. It was an accident."

The guard at the city gate also explained, "Yes, yes, this is Young Master Yingge from the Liu family."

The people queuing nearby heard the sound and looked over curiously.

"This is Master Yingge."

"I heard that he had a fight with Master Jun and he seemed to have been beaten almost to death."

"It looks like everything is alright now."

"These kids have been taught by their parents to be too lawless, and they have no sense of propriety when fighting. But it seems they are fine now."

Hearing the discussion of the people around them, the Beijing soldiers calmed down a little. Some people who knew the inside story even asked, "Master Yingge, please recite the Water Melody for me." The Beijing soldiers looked away. It turned out to be a student. The guards had just finished checking the carriages and even the cushions. The Beijing soldiers waved their hands, indicating that there was no problem and let him pass.