"absurd!"
Song Rentou glanced at him with disdain and retorted: "Qian Wuliang, in full public view, everyone witnessed the murderous act of your second son. Now that the conclusive evidence is in front of you, don't try to quibble with the facts anymore!"
"you……"
"enough!"
Li Zongping stopped his protest, then looked at Qian Wuliang intently, and said indifferently, "Wuliang, your second son has indeed killed someone!"
As soon as these words came out, the venue instantly fell into silence.
There was a trace of contempt on Song Rentou's lips.
"grown ups……"
Qian Wuliang's face turned pale, as if he had been drained of all his strength. He was about to try to defend his son, but was interrupted by Li Zongping who stretched out his hand. His face remained the same as before, and he said in a cold tone:
"However, the person who was killed was a spy from the Southern Wei Dynasty whom I, the city lord, had been secretly investigating. Huh, the entire Baihua Pavilion was a spy planted by the Southern Wei Dynasty in our Northern Qi Dynasty. The second son of the Qian family killed me on my behalf and made great contributions to the Northern Qi Dynasty. , deserves to be appreciated!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar!
Song Rentou's originally secretly happy expression froze in an instant, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How could this happen..."
Qian Wuliang was also stunned for a moment. The city lord's sudden words caught him by surprise.
And, most importantly, the person Qian Tu killed turned out to be a spy from the Southern Wei Dynasty? ! !
"This... Sir, Baihua Pavilion is our intelligence network in Northern Qi. How is this possible? Could it be a mistake?" Song Rentou asked with a dry smile.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Li Zongping narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at him as sharply as a sword. His voice suddenly became deep and sinister, and asked: "Li Zongping, Baihua Pavilion has been established in Lingcheng for four years. Didn't you notice anything unusual about it? Or did you know about it a long time ago and were complicit with those spies? "
"Pfft!" Song Rentou knelt directly on the ground and quickly explained: "I really don't know, and I definitely have not had an affair with the spy. Please tell me clearly!"
"Humph, you are also guilty of dereliction of duty! Someone, take him down!" Li Zongping snorted coldly.
Several guards rushed over, held Song Rentou up and left, leaving only Song Rentou yelling full of resentment, anger and unwillingness: "You can't do this to me, my father is the Minister of the Ministry of War, and you are just the minister of the Ministry of War. Fourth grade, my father will definitely impeach you! Impeach you...ah! Let me go, don't touch me, don't touch... Uh-huh..."
Li Zongping turned a deaf ear and continued to announce to everyone: "I'm waiting! Take him down!"
Everyone was silent, avoiding Li Zongping's gaze and not daring to say anything for fear of offending the powerful city lord of the Northern Qi Dynasty.
In Lingcheng, this Li Zongping is the local emperor!
Immediately, he turned to Qian Wuliang and asked, "Qian Wuliang, do you know your crime?"
The stunned Qian Wuliang suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, "Confess your guilt!"
Li Zongping nodded with satisfaction, "Because of your eagerness to save your son, this city lord will not hold you accountable. However, your son should have been rewarded for removing the troubles for Northern Qi, but your father led people with such lawlessness, so the merits and demerits are equal to each other. You Do you have any opinions?"
"Thank you, City Lord!" After hearing this, Qian Wuliang's heart finally dropped, and he quickly kowtowed and thanked him.
Li Zongping waved his hand, motioning for him to stand up, and then said: "Okay, go and take your son back."
"yes."
Qian Wuliang respectfully accepted the order.
Then, Li Zongping's expression gradually became cold. He flicked his sleeves and returned to the carriage, "Go back home."
The wheels rolled and flew away.
Qian Wuliang knelt on the spot, watching the carriage go further and further away. He hurriedly got up and ran towards the prison resolutely.
Deep in the prison, Qian Tu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, sitting on a cold straw mat, surrounded by undetectable energy. He crossed his hands in front of his chest, forming a strange seal. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady and strong.
"My cultivation seems to have begun to break through the bottleneck. I'm afraid I will be able to break through to the twelfth level of Qi training soon." Qian Tu whispered to himself, with a hint of joy on his face.
However, at this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly approached from outside. Qian Tu frowned slightly and then heard a familiar voice.
"Zhongzhi!" Then, a figure appeared outside the cell door in an instant, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Dad, why are you here?" Qian Wuliang asked in surprise.
"We don't have time to talk about this for a long time. Let's go out with me and talk about it later!" As he said that, he ordered his men to open the cell door.
"What's going on?" Qian Wuliang asked anxiously, "You're not here to rob the prison, are you? How can this happen? Dad, please don't be impulsive!"
"Second Young Master, you misunderstood. This is an order from the Lord of the City. He wants to let you go."
"Lord City Lord?"
…
During the march, Qian Wuliang patiently went through the entire process one by one. However, Qian Tuyun fell into a state of confusion.
He never expected that his incident would actually achieve great success by mistake, causing Baihua Pavilion, the secret spy of the Southern Wei Dynasty, to disappear from the scene.
What's even more incredible is that he also solved Song Rentou, the Qian family's bitter rival for many years. All this is simply unbelievable.
Although, there are too many doubts and incomprehensible aspects in the whole incident, which makes people puzzled. However, fortunately, he was finally able to leave this dark dungeon openly, which could be considered a good thing.
When they returned to Qian's Mansion, the suspense in the hearts of the whole family was finally relieved. Especially Mrs. Qian, she cried with joy, held Qian Wuliang's hand tightly, and choked with excitement: "Zhongzhi, mother was still worried that something would happen to you. Now that you can come back safely, it's great."
Looking at his mother who was full of tears, Qian Tu couldn't help but feel the tip of his nose sore. He pulled his mother into his arms and gently comforted her: "Don't worry, mother, the child is unfilial and makes you worry."
Qian Cheng laughed heartily and said, "Haha, let me just say, how could the second brother kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"Yes, second brother is so wise and powerful that he can tell at a glance that Baihua Pavilion is a spy. Oh, by the way, second brother, how did you find out?" Qian Hao asked curiously.
"This..." Qian Tu fell into silence for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer. This matter was full of mysteries.
Qian Cheng said easily: "Hey, what's the matter? You said that your second brother is talented and smart, so he has a sharp eye. I still remember when I was a child, I took my second brother to visit the temple fair, and I was buying candied haws. When we were there, the second brother saw at a glance the trick of a group of bandits disguising themselves as businessmen, and in the end we turned them all to the city lord's palace, thus avoiding a tragedy."
"Hey, why didn't I know about this?"
"Your kid wasn't born yet at that time." Qian Wuliang rolled his eyes, glared at Qian Hao angrily, and then changed the subject and said, "Okay, okay, let's not mention these things about sesame seeds and rotten millet. This incident can be regarded as a source of pride for my Qian family, and by the way, I got rid of Song Rentou. In the future, my Qian family will definitely be an unshakable existence in Lingcheng."
Hearing this, Qian Cheng said worriedly: "But I don't dare to offend the Song family. I'm worried that Song Qingyang won't let it go."
"Hmph, no matter what he does, the city lord will take care of it. We just have to look after ourselves."
"Eh? Where's Bai Yunfei!" Qian Tu, who had been silent until now, suddenly realized that he didn't see Fatty Bai.
"I saw him in the yard an hour ago. Is he asleep now?"
At this time, the city lord's mansion.
In a spacious wing, there was a faint sound of conversation.
The room was partitioned off by a majestic screen, and only the candlelight could be seen reflecting on the screen two figures sitting upright, as if they were playing chess.
"City Lord, you did an excellent job handling this matter."
"Young Master, I'm sorry. It's my responsibility to share your worries."
"Haha, this is not just for me to share my worries, but also for Northern Qi to share their worries and solve their problems."
"Uh... yes, I want to share the worries of Northern Qi, but there's something I don't know about. That Baihua Pavilion..."
"That's not important anymore. Whether it's true or false has become a foregone conclusion. In today's world, we can't see clearly what's true and false, what's true and what's false, so sometimes we'd rather kill by mistake..." As he said that, he gently fell down. Yizi said, "Mr. City Lord, you have lost another round."
"Oh, Master, you are such a master! I am not as good as others, I really admire you!"
…
In the early morning of the next day, the glow in Lingcheng was dim, and the sun shone through the sparse clouds, soft and warm. But the people in Lingcheng quickly spread an important news this morning, spreading like a prairie fire.
The news spread to every corner of Lingcheng. It was rumored that the second son of the Qian family, with his extraordinary intelligence and extraordinary martial arts, could tell at a glance that Baihua Pavilion was a spy sent by the Southern Wei Dynasty. Wei's conspiracy against Northern Qi.
This rumor is like a seed that quickly takes root in people's hearts, sprouts, and quickly grows into a towering tree.
Such important news naturally aroused extensive discussion among the people of Lingcheng.
In teahouses and restaurants, both wealthy families and ordinary people were all talking about this amazing news. People marveled at the talent of the second son of the Qian family and regarded him as a hero of the Northern Qi Dynasty.
As a result, the wealthy families in Lingcheng came to visit the Qian family one after another. For a time, the Qian family was bustling with activity.
Relatives of the Qian family who had not been in contact with him for many years also came to visit, hoping to become relatives with the Qian family for a share of honor and blessing.
The matchmakers in Lingcheng were even more alert to the news and came all the way to introduce the marriage to the eldest and second son of the Qian family. Some matchmakers even came to introduce concubines to the third son.
They only saw the wealth and prestige of the Qian family, and completely ignored the wishes of the three Qian brothers.
For several days, the Qian family's guests came in an endless stream, making it very lively. Mrs. Qian was very busy, and Qian Tu and Qian Cheng also hid.
Especially Qian Tu. He doesn't like fame and fortune, and he doesn't want to be hunted by others. He waved a wave of crystal and wrapped it around his small courtyard. No one could see him except his family.
However, on this busy day, a special guest came to the Qian Mansion, which forced Qian Tu to break his own rules and meet him.
