Fan Shuang nodded, half understanding, but immediately believed it.
He Xiao's words and deeds are predictable every time; he always gets good luck when he stays by He Xiao's side.
He Xiao has long been unpredictable in his mind.
You won't be wrong if you listen to He Xiao's words.
When the carriage arrived at Sanmentou Post House, Fan Shuang saw He Lingchuan off and then drove away.
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General Chongwu also just returned to his residence in Tianshui City.
When he was a deputy general, he immediately spent a huge sum of money to buy this house in Tianshui City. The original owner was a bankrupt businessman who used the house to pay off debts.
He originally thought this house was quite nice, but recently, for some reason, it became smaller and smaller, and it became less and less grand.
Should he buy another big house? After all, his status and position are no longer what they used to be.
While he was thinking, he walked into the garden. The servants quickly saluted him, their waists bent at ninety degrees, and they were no longer as lazy as before.
At this time, the old servant hurried over and said:
"General, there are guests in Siyuan Hall."
General Chongwu stopped: "Siyuan Hall? Who?"
This old servant has been with him for more than ten years and behaves very appropriately. Since he leads the guests to Siyuan Hall, it shows that the guests are very important.
"Don't tell me, you will know it when you see it."
General Chongwu immediately quickened his pace and headed to Siyuan Hall.
The lights in the hall were dim, the windows and doors were half-closed, and there was no servant. When General Chongwu walked in, he only saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting at the table, wearing a curtain hat.
Seeing him come in, the man in Tsing Yi didn't get up. He just sat still and said:
"close the door."
Did he hear this voice correctly? General Chongwu calmed down, closed the doors and windows tightly, put down the barrier, then strode to the man in Tsing Yi and said respectfully:
"Palace Master! Why are you here, old man!"
The man took off his curtain hat, revealing a Yonghua face that was white and rosy.
It is Qingyang.
Usually Chongwu goes to visit her, how could he have expected that Qingyang would condescend to come to his house?
Qingyang put the curtain hat on the table and folded it gently: "You didn't tell me the truth before."
General Chongwu was surprised: "How dare I deceive you, old man!"
"On that night in Zhuo'er, your tribute was clearly stolen. Why did you tell me nothing happened?"
General Chongwu immediately said: "It's a small matter. I thought it was insignificant at the time, and I didn't want to disturb the palace master. How did you know about it?"
"Your monarch has expanded the scope of the pursuit of the murderer. The team within fifty or sixty miles of Mangzhou will be visited for questioning that night!" Qingyang said coldly, "More than one person mentioned the accident at the inn that night, and more than one person mentioned it.
You lead a team out to catch thieves!"
"What's the problem with this?" General Chongwu's thoughts changed and he suddenly shuddered, "Do they think that I killed Xue Zongwu?!"
The most important thing that happened that night was nothing more than this.
"What do you think?" Qingyang said coldly, "You left the inn before dark and stayed out all night. Who knows where you went!"
"I'm in the suburbs of Zhuo'an, and it rained heavily that night. How could I rush to Mangzhou?"
"You have a divine horse, and King Yao remembers it better than you."
Chongwu said in shock: "Even if I ride Mo Bai, it's difficult for me to go back and forth to Mangzhou overnight. Not to mention, I have to kill an important general of the country on the way..."
"Is it difficult to go back and forth?" Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "Is it possible or not?
"..." Chongwu hesitated, Qingyang was displeased, "Do you still have reservations about me?"
Chongwu could only whisper: "I can barely walk back and forth. But I don't have time to kill anyone."
His Mobai can travel eight hundred meters at night. The key lies in its excellent night vision ability, which allows it to see things as if they were in daylight. Therefore, darkness and heavy rain can hardly hinder its movement.
When Chongwu first brought it into Tianshui City, he was not a general, but the son of the Pixiatou man. There was a son of an official who took a fancy to Mo Bai and wanted to buy it by force, which caused many disputes, so this good horse was not borrowed. Borrowing no name. Later, General Chongwu gradually became famous and received promotions and salary increases, and more and more people called him Mingju.
Thinking of this, Chongwu's back felt chilly.
"It's troublesome." Qingyang exhaled, "This will amplify your suspicion. Think about how many people are dissatisfied with your promotion, and they will be gossiping behind your back. What's more, Yaoting can't catch the murderer now, and there are no clues at all. I’ll let it go.”
General Chongwu lost his voice and said: "But I just went to arrest the thieves who stole the tribute..."
"Everyone has gained the stolen goods. The tribute has been recovered, right?" Qingyang read the confession record.
"Yes."
"Two thieves stole six or seven teams and hid a lot of stolen goods in a deserted village?" Qingyang said calmly, "How to transport the stolen goods and how to avoid your pursuit? You can even track the three-tailed fox demon. , I caught two thieves but it took until dawn. If I were King Yao, would I think it was reasonable to hear such a confession? "
She didn't wait for Chongwu to answer, and then said: "You are on your way with hundreds of elites, how can the tribute you are escorting be stolen by two little thieves? What kind of cultivation are those little thieves?"
"Local thieves." The more General Chongwu listened, the more he sweated. "He has no cultivation and no background. He is just a little agile and often commits crimes around there."
"Have they confessed?"
"I have investigated and they entered the inn to commit crimes, but they insisted that they did not steal my tribute..."
Qingyang interrupted him: "What on earth did they say?"
"I stole the belongings of several guests, then returned to the deserted village to share the stolen goods, and then fell unconscious. When they opened their eyes again, there were several large boxes of stolen goods in the house for no reason, and I was there too." General Chongwu replied truthfully, "Take After returning the tribute, I was in a hurry and sent someone to take them to the county government office."
"I also thought they were being framed at the time, but there were six caravans stolen from the same inn. I thought the real thieves wanted to steal from them, so I resorted to the strategy of attacking from east to west. In addition, the tribute has been recovered, I, I'll be on my way."
Qingyang's face was gloomy.
Chongwu's thoughts and actions were reasonable at the time. He didn't have clairvoyance, so how could he know what was happening dozens of miles away?
But the problem is that the officials sent by King Yao to investigate will make unnecessary associations.
After all, there is indeed something fishy about the rhetoric Chongwu used. For example, if his tribute was really stolen, why would the other party frame it for two thieves and return it to Chongwu in disguise?
There are large fields and vast lakes in the suburbs, so why not just throw them away? Why would anyone risk being caught and lead them to a small deserted village?
If it doesn't make sense, you will be suspected.
Chongwu whispered: "Please give me some advice, Palace Master!"
The palace lord doesn't care about this matter, so why would he come in disguise?
Qingyang said in a clear voice: "King Yao sent someone to ask you, and you have to answer truthfully and not conflict with other people's confessions. In any case, you were in Zhuo'an instead of Mangzhou that night. It should have been the best not to do so."