Setting up a bureau

Then Yu Cong walked out and stood beside him and said respectfully: "The murderer was almost killed with one sword, with no trace of any trace. He counted the population of Cen's mansion and confirmed that there was no living person."

The murderer was so cruel that he didn't even let the child go. The Cen family held a wedding banquet yesterday, but the red cloth was wiped out before it was taken off. Now it was really a funeral.

"Can there be clues in the wound?"

"The murderer held the sword in his right hand, and his move was straightforward and without any hesitation." Everyone knew what Yu Cong said.

This is a common method for professional killers. They kill themselves with one sword without leaving any trace. Why did the Cen Mansion encounter killers and destroy the family? The magistrate is confused, but they know it very well.

The head was cut off and hung up after hanging. This was the old prince's way of death. It was most likely that the Feng tribe's people did this.

Bai Mingyu just thought about it and didn't expect it to implicate the entire Cen Mansion. It seems that he left the capital, and these spies were not only from the emperor, but also from the Feng clan.

He said, "Buried the bodies of the Cen Mansion and the whole family."

"Yes, Prince, can you still investigate this case?"

Bai Mingyu looked at him: "I investigate this case. You just need to cooperate. Just like today, I will be the murderer on the street. I don't want to see it for the second time."

The magistrate reacted and realized what he meant. This group of people was becoming increasingly unreliable in their work.

"Yes, prince, my subordinates will definitely discipline their subordinates."

Bai Xianyu went to the coffin shop to order something and put Mr. Cen's tablet into the ancestral hall. He held his fist tightly and swore in his heart that he would not let them die in vain.

No matter what he did today, Shen Zhiyue followed him quietly. He must have felt uncomfortable watching the family of the deputy general who had once been like a relative.

When they returned to the inn, Shen Zhiyue saw him sitting down and sitting on a chair drinking tea like nothing was wrong. She couldn't help but walk over and hug his head.

"Bai Yangyu, I know you won't cry, but when you are sad, you don't have to pretend in front of me. I will always be by my side."

"I am not qualified to be sad yet." He now needs to seize the murderer with all his strength.

At this time, Yu Cong rushed in with a sword, with a strong smell of blood on his body.

Shen Zhiyue couldn't help frowning when she heard this, but Bai Mingyu looked a little used to it.

"Have you found Feng Jun's lair?"

"These people are very alert. The subordinates only go to the entrance, but after this time, they probably will change places."

From the time I found the entrance, I noticed that there were more and more people behind me, so I retreated.

Shen Zhiyue listened to their conversation and couldn't help asking: "Is it related to Feng Jun this time the Cen family destroyed? "

Bai Mingyu stroked her head: "Yue'er, go and rest first."

Shen Zhiyue smiled, nodded, walked to the bed behind the screen and lay down, picked up the quilt and covered it with her body.

She turned over and turned her back to them, her eyes drooping, hiding her emotions.

This incident was actually caused by her own father. It was Vice General Cen, who was regarded as a relative by Bai Mingyu. If her identity was made public, how would she face him in the future?

Bai Mingyu followed him out, and they came to Fengjun's nest. After entering, there was no one left, and there was a letter written on the stone wall.

Yu Cong took it off and gave it to him, and he opened it: King Nan, do you like the gift I gave you? If you meddled with other people's business, more people will die because of you.

Bai Mingyu clenched his fists hard, he was threatening this king.

They returned the same way and went back to their rooms to rest. Bai Xianyu untied his belt and lay beside her.

She turned over uneasyly and fell into his arms. She smelled the smell of his body carefully. There was no bloody smell, which meant that they had started fighting.

Chen Zhiyue spoke slowly: "Bai Mingyu, there is something I have been hiding you, me."

Bai Mingyu patted her back: "Yue'er, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm tired."

Chen Zhiyue swallowed the words back to her mouth, knowing that he was not feeling well tonight, so she didn't say it in the end.

The next morning, Chen Zhiyue woke up and there was no one around her. She hurriedly put on her shoes and went out to find someone.

Yu Qing took the breakfast and walked to the door: "Little lady, I'm having breakfast."

"Where is the prince?"

"He and his brother went to Cen's mansion."

Chen Zhiyue knew that he couldn't let go. She sat on the chair, thinking about how to confess her life experience to him while eating.

Although her identity is unforgivable, she has never done anything bad.

I don’t know if he can accept her, and he still fights and fights with her like now, and grows together together.

The more Chen Zhiyue thought about it, the less she couldn't eat it. She put down her chopsticks and wanted to find him.

Walking to Cen Mansion, a carriage rushed towards this side at a very fast speed. Yu Qing saw that the carriage was about to hit her.

The sword in his hand hooked her shoulder and led her in. Chen Zhiyue suddenly came to her senses and saw that the carriage was almost driven towards them.

They were in the same direction as the carriage. When the people in the carriage walked out, they were a middle-aged man, fair-looking, majestic and extraordinary.

It was not simple to see his identity. He looked up and saw that the Cen Mansion was covered with white cloth. He lowered his head and shook his head.

Chen Zhiyue followed them into Cen's mansion. He saw a man standing in the lobby. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and approached lightly.

She was standing at the door at this time, seeing it very clearly, and she shouted, "Be careful."

Bai Mingyu turned around and looked like the old prince. They would never admit their mistakes.

His dagger was hanging down and he knelt respectfully on the ground: "Little Prince."

"You are Vice General Pei?"

Pei Luo nodded: "Little Prince, he is the last general. Lao Cen is good at everything, he is just a scheming person and can't let go of the past."

Now that he has lived to this age, he no longer cares whether the emperor is punished or not, and he still has to say something.

"If we had not resigned from office and retired, we would probably be the next one to die. The prince died so miserably."

"Person Pei, do you know how the father died."

"The secret guards of the early emperor's sect had the emperor's order, and the last generals and others dared not act rashly. The prince was cut off his head by those people and escorted the capital."

When Bai Mingyu saw that someone finally dared to say: "Did your father collude with the enemy?"

"When the enemy surrendered, the prince admired the enemy's leader and invited him to come to the tent to drink and chat. They hit it off. The prince originally wanted to introduce him to the court.

It is because this time that the prince regarded it as a collaborator. The prince's head was transported back to the capital. He was promoted and promoted, and his official career was rising. How could we not be disheartened when we saw it?"

Even the blind man can know that this is a situation. It was a situation set up by the former emperor and the enemy. It was all fake when it hit it off.

When the late emperor was dying, in order to consolidate the imperial power, he had long wanted to vassal kings, but before that time, the late emperor passed away.

Otherwise, according to the strategy of the previous emperor, these unscrupulous vassal kings should have been the subject of the enemy. In comparison, the emperor today is really not as good as anything.
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