Chapter 52: Let’s try it

Style: Historical Author: Blue sharks don't eat fishWords: 2274Update Time: 24/01/11 08:42:27
Dongchang's power is overwhelming, so this idea can only be considered a trivial matter. Even if his resume cannot be completely eliminated, as long as Qin Haoxian tells His Majesty that Mao Yuanwei fell into the manure pit and drowned, His Majesty will just believe it.

Qi Jun is a real man, but he really can't stand the enchanting charm of this fake queen. Since the other party wanted to cheat, he planned to force his way through.

We can't let our subordinates fear the power of Dongchang.

Suddenly I saw a group of men and horses in black fish uniforms galloping towards me from the right.

When Qin Haoxian saw it, the corners of his lips, as red as drinking human blood, couldn't help but pull down.

Qi Jun glanced at him and smiled widely.

Well, Zheng Lianze also came to join in the fun.

The three most powerful giants in today's country gather together to see who will win.

Zheng Lianze, the man with white eyebrows and white hair but only forty years old, shook his fly whisk at Qin Haoxian and Qi Jun and cupped his hands, then blinked his white eyelashes and said: "Eunuch Qin, Mr. Qi, the case of the former prince is the biggest in this dynasty. In this case, you two want to bypass my father-in-law’s West Factory, isn’t that bad?”

You want me to eat such a big piece of cake in Xichang without being able to separate it. If I can't answer when His Majesty asks me, I will be demoted by His Majesty. You are trying to harm me.

Qi Jun smiled, showing his big white teeth. He raised a hand and rushed towards the palace gate: "Together."

He is generous, he is generous now.

The three parties are fighting. No matter who solves the case in the end, the biggest credit goes to Qi Jun. Because he opened it, the two corpses have always been with him.

Qin Haoxian's face turned completely gloomy.

In an instant, the enchanting smile spread again.

The red silk handkerchief was swung and swung, and the orchid fingers were raised, and they were dotted with Qi Jun and Zheng Lianze.

Xue Chuan smiled sweetly and said: "Oh~~~ You two, what are you in a hurry for? Just carrying two smelly and dirty corpses to your face, please don't scare our noble Majesty anymore. Mr. Qi, you Let’s talk about the origins of this case in front of the Xi family and Eunuch Zheng.”

What I found is mine. As long as you don't tell me, I can pretend that I don't know. Now you want to meet His Majesty like this? no. You have to tell me what happened to these two corpses first.

Qi Jun looked at the closed palace door, at Zheng Lianze, and then at Qin Haoxian.

The two hands struck each other, deciding to be generous to the end.

"Ye Feng, the new commander of our company, found out that new clues in the case of the former prince were related to the turtle slave Asan of 'Manxiang Tower'. The envoy arranged for General Mao Yuanwei to go and get the person. 'Manxiang Tower' caught fire. The two disappeared. Someone saw Mao Yuanwei carrying Asan into Changganfang, so the envoy arranged a search and found their bodies outside the flower house of Lin Mansion."

After saying that, he glanced at the two factory workers again, smiled widely and said, "If you two want to carry the body into the palace, please do so. I will be back soon."

The former prince involved in this matter, even if I told you so, there is no proof now. Do you want to know more? I will not say. If you are able, go in like this and see how you explain everything to His Majesty.

Qin Haoxian and Zheng Lianze both choked.

Only then did Zheng Lianze realize that he had put out the fire in vain. No wonder the survivors he brought back didn't know anything. Gao Hongzhuo also injured his hand in vain.

West Factory cannot afford to suffer.

Then he shook his fly whisk, blinked his white eyelashes and said gloomily: "Leave it to me in the West Factory. The most brilliant work in this dynasty can be found in the West Factory. I need to know the specific cause of death of the two of them, and also verify their identities." Straighten yourself and report to Your Majesty again."

You can't just say whatever you say about this matter. I have to do an autopsy and find out more.

Qi Jun nodded in agreement and waved his hand.

The guards lifted the body and placed it in the empty field between the three camps.

How could Qin Haoxian let Zheng Lianze get his wish? So isn't your busy work in vain?

He waved his silk handkerchief and said with a sweet smile: "The work of my East Factory is not inferior to that of your West Factory. I will wait until my family has tested it first."

This is a rhythm that would rather start a fight to snatch the corpse.

Qi Jun decisively stepped in.

"Since the two factory owners are at odds with each other, why not let me, Jin Yiwei, prove it."

"What a beautiful thought!"

The two factory managers stopped him in unison, and after realizing that they were speaking at the same time, they glared at each other.

"How about this,"

Seeing Qi Jun's generosity, Qin Haoxian felt suspicious in his heart. After glaring at Zheng Lianze, he said: "Since we all want to do an examination, why don't we two factory owners each send a widower to examine the two corpses here in front of us?" It’s clear.”

good idea!

Zheng Lianze and Qi Jun both nodded in agreement.

Qi Jun just wanted to make the matter bigger, preferably until His Majesty knew that he had found clues to the former prince's case but was blocked.

Zheng Lianze has his hands in everything, whether it's shit or not, and he won't be humble if he can share it. Moreover, these two corpses are just clues. Maybe if I get accurate information and follow up, I can solve the problem? What a great achievement.

When Qin Haoxian saw that he couldn't succeed, he took a step back and had the same thoughts as Zheng Lianze.

The two then arranged to greet their widowers.

At this time, Wang Weifeng did something wrong. He still remembered that the boss said that Ye Feng would conduct an autopsy.

When the old men on both sides arrived, trembling slightly, he pushed Ye Feng out, who had just arrived, and shouted: "Ye Zhangqi is now our best man."

Ye Feng: "..."

Do you dare to let him stand firm first?

Holding back his anger, he stood still and did not step back. He politely asked the two old men to go first.

The two old men were not humble and even gave Ye Feng a veiled look of disdain. He went up and scraped the two corpses clean in broad daylight, turning them over to examine all the traces on the surface.

Ye Feng's eyes twitched when he saw it. He couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head to admire the majestic ancient city wall in front of him that was thousands of years old.

What a rare opportunity. Authentic.

Every mottled mark on it tells the vicissitudes and changes of the years. Compared with the later modern high-tech repairs, it has more real heaviness and shock.

Ahead, the city cave is deep. Looking back, there is no monument to the People's Heroes standing solemnly. But Ye Feng seemed to still be able to see the great flag flying high.

No matter which time and space he was destined to return to, he suddenly thought: He had the opportunity to let future generations see only the flag but not the monument.

This should be the true meaning of the existence of time travellers.

Not to mention changing history, let alone this imaginary dynasty, it is the history from which it comes. Who can be sure that it has not been changed? After all, it is written by people.

Thinking too far ahead, think about the present first.

Ye Feng withdrew his mind and listened to the two old men reporting to the masters of each family respectively.

"General Mao Qi was stabbed through the heart with a sharp knife and died. Ah San was choked to death. The time of death was two hours ago."

After going back and forth for so long, both of them only have these three sentences.

It is now the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, three quarters past noon. (12:30), two hours ago, that is, before three quarters of the hour (08:30).

As for the identity of the deceased, Qi Junyou told them before the autopsy.

Hearing this result, Qi Jun lowered his thick eyebrows.

He remembered: It was already the beginning of the hour (08:00) when Ye Feng was embarrassed in front of the guardhouse, and it was already half an hour (10:00) when he revealed the clues about Ah San. At that time, Mao Yuanwei A living person who accepts his own orders and sets out.

This time of death is not right at all!