The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

"Just what? Tell me!" Lu Quan hurriedly shouted, "At least I can avenge you!"

"But, he should be a eunuch..." A trace of resentment flashed in Boss Mu's eyes.

This is an unforgettable hatred for the man in black who killed him.

"Eunuch?" Lu Quan's eyes lit up: "Why are you so sure?"

"Because! He smells like urine..."

Before he finished speaking, Boss Mu kicked his legs!

Snapped!

His eyeballs exploded.

Black blood spurted from his eye sockets13.

It splashed Lu Quan's face.

Still in shock, Lu Quan wiped his face, fearing that the black blood would be poisonous.

He smiled bitterly and looked at the corpse of Boss Mu in his hand.

Now, this only clue has also been interrupted.

I only know a very broad clue, but I don't know if it's true.

He could only go back to Yan Song's mansion first and report the matter to Mr. Yan Ge.

"What? Boss Mu is dead?"

At this time, Yan Song's mansion, Yan Song's counselors and backbones are all in a meeting.

Participants included Gai Nie, Nie Yinniang, Feng Ji, Di Renjie, Li Yuanfang, Xu Guangqi and others.

Everyone's face is stern, which shows the seriousness of this matter.

When Lu Quan went back, he talked about tracking down Boss Mu and the mysterious man's obliteration of Boss Mu, and everyone was in an uproar.

Li Yuanfang was amazed at the table, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.

"What did you do? A mere Boss Mu can't keep up? Besides, when the man in the iron mask killed Boss Mu, you should rush out and capture him in one fell swoop. Otherwise, how can you continue to track down?"

Lu Quan said unhappily: "It's easy for you to say, and I thought so too. But the problem is that the man is elusive, and he is really super light. I realized that something was wrong, and when I rushed out, there was only a dying Mu Boss left. "

"Eunuch?" Yan Song didn't blame Lu Quan, but just clasped his fingers on the table, chanting this vocabulary: "Eunuch, strong martial arts, Sun Moon God Sect..."

"Boss Mu, how can you tell that this person is a eunuch?" Di Renjie said slowly, and began to use his special skills in solving cases like a god.

Lu Quan didn't dare to neglect, bowed his head and said, "Boss Mu said before he died that he was based on the smell."

"Oh, that's how it is." Di Renjie said with a leisurely smile, "Boss Mu's words are indeed somewhat reliable."

"??" Yan Song was a little confused: "What does this eunuch have to do with the smell?"

"Old Yan Ge doesn't know something." Di Renjie said indifferently: "The eunuchs are physically disabled and their descendants have been cut off, so their urethra is also damaged. These people can't stop urinating. So they always have a lot of blood on their bodies. It has a strong foul smell, so many eunuchs have to carry sachets with them to cover up their body odor, so that they can serve the emperor."

"So that's how it is!" Yan Song's eyes lit up: "Boss Mu has always traveled all over the world, and has seen a lot of the world, even the eunuchs in the palace. the foul smell?"

When Yan Song thinks of the eunuchs in the palace, he urinates frequently and urgently, and his body smells bad all the time. The sour and refreshing feeling is not too authentic.

Although the wood boss was dead, before he died, he still pointed out a possible clue, keeping hope for the next step to solve the case.

"Huh? Old Yan Ge!" Feng Ji pondered: "I believe that this person has three major characteristics. One is that he may be a eunuch, the other is that he has excellent martial arts, and the third is that he has a great hatred for Old Yan Ge. In the court, There are not many people who meet these three conditions."

"There is another hidden condition." Yan Song laughed: "It is the ability to mobilize resources and write immortal works like [Jin Ping Mei]. There are even fewer people like this."

Everyone heard Yan Song praise Huang Shu [Jin Ping Mei]: "..."

Lu Quan couldn't help but said: "Mr. Yan Ge, this is just a pornographic book, how can it deserve such a big praise? To be honest, I can get you as many pornographic books as you want! Scholars and writers are everywhere!"

Lu Quan's words were by no means unfounded, they were groundless.

Because the Ming Dynasty was the golden age of novels, many down-and-out scholars and young students, who failed to pass the exams and were extremely poor, began to write novels, immersing themselves in the world of YY.Therefore, the novels of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies in the Ming Dynasty flourished for a while, and it can be called a hundred flowers blooming.

Most of these witty and beautiful novels have the same ideas, and there is no essential difference from the current online novels. The big routine is nothing more than a down-and-out scholar. There happened to be an extremely beautiful and noble Bai Fumei, who fell in love with this dick boy at first sight. He made Y653Y unconscionable ideas, and all kinds of bloody plots were staged one after another. In the end, the toad ate the white swan. Anniversary, happy ending...

After Lu Quan explained, he curled his lips and said, "Mr. Yan Ge, if you want to read this kind of book, you should have it in the whole room!"

Yan Song shook his head, and said lightly: "Pornography is also divided into grades. This [Jin Ping Mei] is the Dream of the Red Chamber in the yellow book, ahem. In short, you know that [Jin Ping Mei] is absolutely extraordinary, and it is not something that any cat or dog can write. Since that person and the person who wrote [Jin Ping Mei] are in the same group, we can know that the influence that this person possesses has at least infiltrated among scholars, and he is still the most senior family of poetry and literature."

"How do you know that the author of [Jin Ping Mei], Lan Ling Xiao Xiaosheng, is a son of a family of poetry and calligraphy? Not a down-and-out scholar?" Di Renjie asked curiously.

"Because I have carefully studied [Jin Ping Mei]." Yan Song said without blushing: "There are a lot of descriptions of officialdom and the life of aristocratic families. Only those who have seen the big scenes in the world can write them. Ordinary Diaosi can't imagine it."

Everyone stared at Yan Song with meaningful expressions.

Caring for the eyes of those who are obsessed with pornographic books...

Yan Song: "..." What kind of eyes do you have, is this pavilion always like this?

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Chapter 1305 My old man has already seen the murderer through history...【6】

Yan Song coughed: "The old man in this pavilion only studied this book repeatedly to solve the case, so don't get it wrong."

"Oh!" Everyone said in unison, "So that's how it is."