The Huang family, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.
The bride was assassinated and the assassin escaped. All the guests were temporarily unable to leave the Huang family. They had to undergo a joint review by Dali Temple and Kaifeng Mansion to eliminate suspicion before they could leave the Huang family.
Liao Haohai led Cui Qingqing and others to wait outside the hall where the Huang family entertained guests.
Today, the Huang family invited hundreds of guests, and together with the servants brought by the guests, the number was considerable.
Most of the guests were crowded in the hall, talking in low voices.
There were also some people standing outside the hall, also whispering to each other.
What they were discussing was, of course, the assassination of the bride just now.
The bride was obviously stabbed in the bridal chamber, and not many people saw it. But when Qin Xiangxiang listened, it seemed that everyone had witnessed the thrilling scene just now.
A fatter woman said: "...The husband was so cruel. He took out his knife and stabbed the bride straight away."
The thinner woman next to her had inexplicable excitement in her eyes: "The husband said that the bride grew up together as her childhood sweetheart."
"Ah... is it because you were hurt by love that you didn't hesitate to follow hundreds of miles to the capital to cut off this relationship with your own hands?"
"That's not true. Being betrayed by your sweetheart, it is reasonable to feel sad and angry for a while."
Qin Xiangxiang: "..." Why did she feel that the two of them felt an inexplicable sense of excitement?
Cui Qingqing stood next to her: "What do you think?"
Qin Xiangxiang came to his senses: "What?"
"Trapped by love, betrayed by feelings, and couldn't bear to see his lover marry someone else, so he killed his lover with his own hands."
Qin Xiangxiang twitched his lips: "Can I not comment?" It's difficult to comment on this matter without knowing the full picture.
Cui Qingqing said: "I do know a little bit about this matter. Although the bride Ouyang is from Xinzhou, she has been raised in her grandmother's house in Cangzhou since she was a child. This marriage turned out to be a finger-tip wedding, and the bride's parents were in The bride died not long after she was born, and the bride was sent to her maternal grandfather's house to be raised. Mrs. Huang said that the Huang family has never forgotten this marriage. After her brother entered the Imperial City Division, Mr. Huang immediately sent people to Xinzhou They brought Madam Ouyang to the capital to get married. They said they went to Xinzhou to pick her up, but it took a lot of twists and turns. The husband they mentioned was probably Madam Ouyang's childhood sweetheart when she was in Cangzhou."
This sounds like another life-and-death drama in a high-ranking family.
Liao Haohai listened on the side and glanced at Cui Qingqing: "Don't make random assumptions."
Cui Qingqing stuck out her tongue and continued to bite Qin Xiangxiang's ears: "Actually, my cousin should know this very well. Then Huang Dalangjun is still my cousin's classmate. Before my cousin was appointed as a judge in Dali Temple, they were still playing together. .”
Qin Xiangxiang nodded, indicating that he understood.
The interrogation has not yet begun. The guests who came to the wedding banquet today were either rich or noble. The wedding almost turned into a funeral. The Huang family was obviously very anxious. Mr. Huang's wife, Lord Dehui, had to come over in person to comfort the guests.
Qin Xiangxiang looked at the hall. In fact, those people were not in a hurry at all. They were all sitting and eating refreshments while chatting enthusiastically.
The Huang family should really be anxious, I'm afraid that after today, the secrets of their Huang family will be spread throughout the capital. The assassination of the bride was probably reported for ten and a half days before it stopped.
Some ladies lack nothing but something new to keep them going through the long nights.
There was a commotion in front of him. Cui Qingqing stood on tiptoes to take a look. Suddenly she lowered her head and quickly glanced at Qin Xiangxiang. After a moment of hesitation, she still said to Qin Xiangxiang, "It's Prince Mu here."
Mu Ting? What is he here for? Could it be that the childhood sweetheart who assassinated the bride was also the work of the Di tribe?
Mu Ting didn't seem to see them and led the people straight into the hall.
After a while, a man who looked like a steward stood in a conspicuous place and said loudly: "The Huang family is holding a banquet today. I have neglected all the distinguished guests. Please forgive me. Now that the banquet is ready, all distinguished guests are invited to take a seat and eat!"
Cui Qingqing pulled Qin Xiangxiang: "Mrs. Qin, just come with us."
Qin Xiangxiang said: "..." Who came up with this idea? Is it more delicious to eat while chatting about the host's family affairs? Aren't they afraid that the assassin would get mad and come out with a knife to stab him?
It was obvious that everyone was reluctant to leave and sat as firm as a rock. But this time the protagonist of the discussion seemed to be Mu Ting.
"So this is Prince Mu. He looks quite handsome."
"It's a pity that he didn't achieve any military exploits, and he was like the young man of the Jiang family, wandering around with nothing to do all day long."
Jiang Hongsheng really didn't expect that when someone else was out catching a thief, the pot would come from the sky.
"Didn't you hear? The Holy Emperor likes Prince Mu very much, and gave Marquis Wude the face to let Prince Mu go to Dali Temple to arrest the Di people for their work?"
"He entered Dali Temple? Doesn't that mean he will stay in the capital forever?"
"I heard that on the day of the conferment, the Holy Emperor held a palace banquet to entertain Prince Mu. In order to show his loyalty, Prince Mu performed a sword dance at the palace banquet."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Prince Mu's sword dance must be very good, right? It's a pity that I don't have that kind of eyesight."
"Shizi Mu hasn't been engaged yet. Can't you just betroth your little lady to him?"
"Come on, Yanzhou is a bitter and cold place, and I can't bear to bear the pain of my own flesh and blood."
"Hmph, you can't bear to part with it. Prince Mu still doesn't like it."
"Be careful what you say, and be careful that walls have ears."
There was endless discussion, and with the Huang family's delicacies and wine, the wedding banquet was worth its weight in gold.
The person involved, Mu Ting, didn't know whether he heard it or not. Under the leadership of the Huang family, he met Huang Changxin, the former Minister of War.
Huang Changxin is already very old, his beard is gray, his eyelids are drooped, and his eyeballs are slightly cloudy.
Seeing Mu Ting, he nodded: "Prince Mu has grown up, and he has the style of a marquis."
Huang Changxin is the Minister of War, so he is very familiar with Murray. In the early years, he went to Yanzhou in person and lived in Yanzhou for several months.
Mu Ting was still a young boy at that time.
But I remember that this former Minister of War had a disagreement with his father. After living in Yanzhou for several months, he and his father had dozens of quarrels.
Mu Ting nodded: "Long time no see, Mr. Huang's style remains the same."
"Haha. Prince Mu, there is no need to flatter me. I am over seventy years old, and I don't know when I will close my eyes." Huang Changxin said it bluntly.
"I have heard that the prince is invited to come today. The prince knows the Di people quite well." Huang Changxin stopped talking and turned to the topic, "To be honest with you, the assassination of my grandson's daughter-in-law today was really caused by the Di people."
Mu Ting raised his eyebrows: "How can Mr. Huang see you?"
"Jue'er, come out."
A young man with handsome features came out. His splendid attire showed that he was the groom Huang Jue, the protagonist of today's wedding banquet.
Huang Jue's right hand seemed to be injured and had been tied up with a bandage.
Huang Changxin said: "My granddaughter-in-law was stabbed, and Jue'er was nearby. Hearing the words, he rushed over immediately, and happened to confront the thief. Jue'er struggled with him, and found that the thief's movement skills were the same as those of the Di tribe."
Mu Ting looked at Huang Jue, who nodded: "Although I have not been in the Imperial City Division for a long time, I have done some research on the movement skills of the Di people."
"Your Excellency's position in the Imperial City Department is..."
Huang Jue said in a deep voice: "I am the commander of the Imperial City Division. To be honest, Prince Mu, my wife's parents were killed by the Di tribe."
