Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Thunder roared in Cang County, but there was no snow, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

At the end of Shen Shi, Qin Zheng held an umbrella and passed through the rushing people and entered the small building. She came a bit late and didn't care about going back to her room, so she changed into the clean boots handed over by the servant in the corridor, and lightly buckled the door twice.

This is not the Maple Tower and the Magnolia Hall of the main altar, but it is no different from those two places. There are musicians playing the piano in the building, and the melodious and ethereal sound of the piano is mixed with the laughter of the women. The crack in the door came out, Qin Zheng stood in the incense mist with a normal expression, and heard Nan Gongmin say: "Come in."

Qin Zheng pushed the door and walked in with his head buried, but he didn't go too far. He just stood not far from the door and said, "The believers from Yao Dingcheng sent a letter, saying that things are going well."

There are several imaginative figures swaying behind the heavy gauze curtains, and the candles are lit up. Those women hide behind the curtains and play in the water. The shadows cast on the curtains are graceful and graceful, like drawn by a brush, vivid and smooth, and the outside world Compared with the standing Nangong Min, it seems like two worlds.

There was no smile on Nangong Min's face, she looked a little cold today, if she usually hides a knife in her smile, then at this moment, the smile she used as a scabbard to cover up the edge no longer exists, only the sharpness that hits her face is left With the sharp blade, just standing there, it seems that the whole body is covered with sharp thorns, which can cut people's skin open and bleed without using hands.

Rao has been with Nangong Min for a long time, and is used to seeing Nangong Min in all kinds of appearances, but Qin Zheng is still not sure whether she is in a good mood or a bad mood at this time. Promoted to protect the law, he became the only person Nangong Min was willing to meet. After several years of contact, Qin Zheng admired Wen Chaoyu's performance around Nangong Min even more.

——She couldn't talk and laugh happily with Nangong Min like Wen Zhaoyu, she always had awe and fear in her heart.

Even if this person has never shown her face, he has never said harsh words to her.

There was intermittent muffled thunder in the distant sky, and after a while, the rain finally fell, and the world was instantly flooded by the sound of noisy rain.

Qin Zheng waited for a long time, but Nangong Min didn't answer for a long time. She hesitated, wondering whether she should ask a question or not, but Nangong Min finally opened her mouth and said, "If I don't ask, you won't know what to say?"

Qin Zheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "The refugees have been poisoned, and the government has already intervened to investigate the case. The disciples of Yunhua in Yao Dingcheng have basically been controlled by the officials."

Nangong Min stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fell behind the curtain, and he said, "How many people died?"

"I haven't heard of any dead people yet," Qin Zheng said, "They were all sent to the medical center in the city by Yunhua Palace."

Nangong Min was quiet for a while, and then walked towards Qin Zheng, and finally smiled back on his face: "Then the ingredients are not strong enough, so how can people not die? It would be better if they all die."

Qin Zheng said: "The leader means..."

"The refugees in Yao Dingcheng are not allowed to survive," Nan Gongmin said. "As for the refugees in other states, as long as they are under the management of Yunhua Palace, they will not be able to make it easy."

The heavy rain outside the house covered up the laughter and the sound of the piano in the building. Nangong Minxing went to the door and looked at the rain curtain, with the dim light in the corridor flickering in his eyes.

"The number one faction in Jianghu, what a reputation," Nangong Min smiled calmly, "You have followed me for so long, do you know what I like most in life?"

This is an extremely difficult question to answer.

Qin Zheng only paused for a moment, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his back.

Not to mention that she doesn't know what Nangong Min likes, she doesn't even know what she dislikes, this person has always been moody, his likes and dislikes are uncertain, what he didn't like yesterday may be pleasing to the eye today, but what he likes today may be disliked tomorrow Yes, completely unpredictable.

Qin Zheng thought a lot in this short period of time, and when she was about to reply, Nan Gongmin seemed not to embarrass her, and said proactively: "I don't have many hobbies, except for beautiful women, I like to destroy those superficial things. Something that looks flawless."

Qin Zheng finally had a chance to answer the question: "Like Yunhua Palace?"

Nangong Min laughed, glanced at her sideways, pointed to the wet red ground in the courtyard and said, "Look at these flowers, they are blooming so well, who wouldn't like them? But God is going to rain, Tell them to fall into the mud," she paused at this point, and then continued, "Yunhua, what a clean name, if I don't give Yunhua Palace a rainstorm to wash it off, how will the world know Yunhua?" Under the reputation of Huagong, how dirty can it be?"

A streak of silver flashed across the rain curtain, and the dome was clear for a moment, and the fleeting lightning flashed Nangong Min's half-smiling face, showing a bit of unspeakable danger.

"Just wait and see, a good show is about to begin."

·

The snow on the pavilion was left unattended, and it fell in chunks, hitting the figures walking in and out of Mi Xing.

Bai Ling stood by the porch, looking at the busy boys in the backyard, and asked the people around him, "Who are they?"

Last night, the supporting disciple looked around for a while, stretched out his fingers a few times, and said, "It's them."

Bai Ling roughly scanned those people, memorized their appearances, and then turned his head and gave the official behind him a look.

A few officials took advantage of the situation and went down the ranks. They took out their cards and said: "The government is here to handle the case, you stay here, and the rest of the idlers get out of the way!"

The guys looked dazed, and those who hadn't been named all retreated towards the courtyard gate in whispers, and only a few people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what happened.

"Come back!" Bai Ling's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a figure mingling in the crowd about to leave, so he flew towards the door and intercepted him, "Didn't you hear the adults tell you to stay? What are you running for?"

It was a thin and green young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, seeing Bai Ling blocking his way, his eyes flickered and he smiled dryly: "Me?"

Bai Ling stared at him: "You!"

The boy was sweating all over his head, he picked up the handkerchief on his shoulders and wiped it off, and said: "The shopkeeper called me to do something, what's the important thing, sir, and it's the same for the brothers behind me, I'm just a handyman, don't you?" How dare you ignore my shopkeeper's orders."

Bai Ling sized him up, and said expressionlessly: "Your shopkeeper can still have more weight than the official servant? Stand back for me!"

The young man said "yes" quickly, withdrew his feet and stood in the yard.

Today the snow fell lightly, the sky was bright, and the wind was especially strong. A few servants stood dryly in the cold wind, and the officials did not ask questions for a long time, they just left them there and looked at them secretly. look.

"That kid has a problem," Bai Ling lowered his voice. "It's because he's young. Seeing how flustered he is, the sweat on his face hasn't dried."

An official said in a deep voice: "How did your uncle explain it earlier?"

Bai Ling said: "Separate people for questioning. We came so suddenly that they didn't have time to make statements. Now that you and I are standing here, they don't have a chance to say a few words. They don't have time to discuss it. Is it right? Go to a room, write a confession and draw a pledge, and we will meet a couple later."

The officer handled the case effortlessly this time, and disciples of Yunhua would advise on everything. Hearing what Bai Ling said, he gave a thumbs up with a smile on his face. Take them away and ask them one by one.

Over there, Man Jiangxue guessed that the time was almost up, so she went to the rice shop with Lu Huaiwei, the two of them entered the gate, just in time to see Bai Ling and the officials coming towards them.

"There is a boy named Liu Ba, who is very suspicious," Bai Ling handed Man Jiangxue a few confessions with fingerprints, "They ate wine at the post station last night, and the others said Liu Ba drank it." Drunk, fell on the head at the end of the walk, waited for a while before waiting for him, but in Liu Ba's own confession, there was no mention of this matter."

Man Jiangxue took a quick look at the confession and said, "Is there a confrontation?"

"By the way," Bai Ling said, "after reading the confession, we sent them to one place and tortured them again. When asked about the wrestling, Liu Ba said that he was very drunk last night and fell asleep. I just forgot, not deliberately concealing it."

Man Jiangxue said, "How is he doing?"

Bai Ling replied truthfully: "If he's okay, I wrote his name upside down, and I planned to run away before I started asking questions, and then I kept trembling like a quail. If he wasn't guilty, why was he panicking?"

Man Jiangxue gave a "hmm" and handed the confession to the officer next to him, saying concisely: "The rest of the investigation will be decided by the two officers."

Seeing that she was about to leave after saying this, Lu Huaiwei immediately called out, "Where is Master?"

Man Jiangxue took a few steps, looked back and said, "Go to the medical center to see how the refugees are doing."

"Won't Uncle Master go see Junior Sister?" Lu Huaiwei followed Man Jiangxue's footsteps, her brows were a little worried, "If it wasn't for my illness, how could Xiao Qiu be taken away? I don't know what's going on."

When they realized that someone was leaving, the guards at the gate rushed over one after another, but when they saw that it was Man Jiangxue, they all retreated quickly.

"She can't come back until she finds out who the murderer is," Man Jiangxue said.

Lu Huaiwei didn't think about it before, but now that she heard Man Jiangxue's words, she realized it in a moment, and said in a daze, "Then what should I do... Isn't Xiao Qiu equivalent to going to jail?"

"So the most important thing right now is not to let the refugees have any accidents." Man Jiangxue subconsciously touched the purse at his waist, and gently rubbed the fabric with his fingertips, "Once someone dies, the crime will be on her on the head."

Lu Huaiwei looked hesitant, and said angrily: "If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have asked Xiao Qiu to take care of me, this... Sigh."

Compared to Lu Huaiwei, Man Jiangxue seemed extraordinarily calm. She said as she walked, "It doesn't matter whoever is in charge, so don't get distracted and look after the refugees."

·

Meng Jing sniffed the soup prepared by the medicine boys, took another sip, frowned and said, "Is this the prescription that your husband gave up?"

The medicine boy held the medicine bowl, heard the words and nodded, and replied: "Exactly."

"Ridiculous," Meng Jing's tone turned cold in an instant, "These people have been poisoned for a long time, and I found out that they took a small amount of Hedinghong before. What is the use of some soothing decoction? You want to watch them sleep Then die?"

The drug boy was startled by her, and panicked: "This...what my husband says, the little boy will do. If the young hero has doubts, just go to my husband and explain."

Meng Jing said: "Practice medicine so hastily, and if someone dies, everyone in your hospital will be held accountable. Hurry up and call your husband out."

The medicine boy was timid, and he was overwhelmed by Meng Jing's few words, so he quickly put down the soup and ran into the hall.

After hearing the news, the disciples gathered around one after another, and after asking what happened, they couldn't help but show shock.

"God, I have studied medicine for so long, and I have never heard of such a deed!"

"It's really unheard of. Using sedatives to cure the crane's crown red, even a three-year-old child should know how outrageous it is!"

"Brother Meng, the people in this clinic are very strange, let's dispense the medicine ourselves, it will be too late!"

I thought that this Zhengya Hall was the leading medical clinic in Yao Dingcheng, those refugees should be able to receive timely and effective treatment after being sent here, but they didn't want to delay this for a long time, it was late in the evening, and they actually only stayed up to soothe their nerves The decoction is given to people, and there is no way to detoxify it. If Meng Jing hadn't paid attention to the decoction just now, I don't know when I will be deceived!

If he had known that the doctors in this clinic were so ridiculous, why would he spend so much time sending refugees into the city?

With this half a day, the disciples have already settled down!

Meng Jing tried her best to suppress the anxiety in her heart, and said slowly: "Quickly dispensing the medicine, I have missed the best time to detoxify, and if I delay it, people will definitely die."

The disciples hurried to the medicine cabinet to grab the medicine, drove away the medicine boys and started to boil the medicine by themselves, but before they finished the medicine, some disciples rushed over and shouted: "It's not good, Senior Brother Meng, problem occurs!"

Meng Jing frowned tightly, and couldn't help her heart skipping a beat when she heard the words, she tried her best to calm down and said: "What happened?"

The disciple was so anxious that he stammered: "Just now, several people died suddenly! At this moment, many people began to vomit blood. Originally, the poison was not deep. After such a long delay, the refugees were already weak. I can't take it anymore!"

Meng Jing's complexion changed, and he quickly led his disciples out of the hall. When he went out, he saw dark red blood dripping everywhere on the ground, and several corpses had already been covered with white cloth, and the rest of the refugees were paler than each other. He still had the strength to scream before, but now he is unconscious, and he fell to the ground and bled from his orifices.

Shocked and anxious, the disciples took the pills to protect their heart veins and fed them one by one. Meng Jing stood in the crowd, watching the few refugees who were still alive struggling, and watched them die. After a long time, he sighed: "There is no way to recover, it is hopeless."

"This unscrupulous medical clinic pays for murder! Brother, let's report to the police right now!"

"They clearly ignored these refugees on purpose. Their hearts are terrible, and they must not let everyone here!"

"It's so heartless! Seeing those drug boys working all afternoon, they thought the refugees would be saved, but who would have thought that they would be so careless about human lives? They kept it from us! Let's go and tell the official at the door the truth! "

The disciples were furious, they got up one after another and rushed towards the officials at the door, sternly accusing the clinic's evil deeds, Meng Jing slowly knelt down and touched a few refugees who had lost their breath.

She looked at the blood that was still warm, looked at the ashen and painful faces of the refugees, her heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and she couldn't breathe for a moment due to the pain.

The disciples were still chatting with the officials, and in the chaos, they suddenly heard a heavy muffled sound coming from behind them. When they turned their heads, they saw Meng Jing clutching his heart and lying in a pool of blood, his lips turned as pale as white in an instant. Paper.

"Brother Meng!"

"It's broken, brother's heart disease has relapsed!"

"Quick! Where's the elixir that senior brother usually takes? Bring it here!"

The inner garment was soaked in cold sweat for a moment, Meng Jing was given medicine and swallowed a few sips of water, her eyes were half-opened, and she could only see a dazzling red in her sight, in the blood light stood two young men in a dream. The figure that will appear is so far away from her.

father...mother...

Feeling the wetness on the ground with her palm, Meng Jing smelled the bloody smell, and sank for a long time in the phantom of making a living suddenly. After a while, she suddenly woke up, her breath was disordered: "Yin, Yin Qiu..."

A disciple heard what she said, and hurriedly replied: "Earlier, Senior Sister Bai Ling brought a message, saying that Senior Sister Yin has been imprisoned in the government prison. It's over, this time it's really over, the refugees are all dead. The murderer can't be found, and Senior Sister Yin has been imprisoned, Senior Brother, you have to hold on!"

When Meng Jing heard this, her already painful heart twitched again, she struggled to stand up, and said: "No, no... hurry up and invite Senior Sister Lu, Yin Qiu can't stay in the government office... "

"Brother, don't worry, you must not rush to get angry at this time!"

Meng Jing gasped for breath, gritted her teeth and stood up, she suddenly recalled something at this moment, raised her eyes and said: "Duan Ning... Duan Ning!"

"Duan Ning?" The disciples panicked and looked at her in surprise.

"She said that she would give laxatives to the refugees." Meng Jing's face was slightly cold, and his weak voice revealed a long-lost ferocity, "The magistrate has friendship with the Duan family, and they want to take Yin Qiu as the blame. It's not that easy. Go. Drive away the officials at the gate, follow me to Duan's house, and ask them to let you go!"

It can be said that one word awakened the dreamer, and the disciples came back to their senses after hearing her words.

Now that the refugee is dead, there is no way to remedy it, and the murderer is still at large. If Yin Qiu is not rescued as soon as possible, this will become a big problem, and the government will definitely find someone to take the blame. Yin Qiu?

That Duan Ning did say a few days ago that she would give laxatives to the refugees. Regardless of whether the poison powder was caused by her or not, she has already caused trouble for herself by uttering lies in public. If the Duan family wants to protect themselves, they can only Said that the government had released Yin Qiu.

Good plan!