Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 354: The Nameless Tomb Is Alone (2)
"How... did he die?" Lu Ning looked at Hu Qi with slightly bloodshot eyes.
After a moment of silence, Hu Qi slowly spoke: "Mr. Murong said... he should have offended his enemies and was killed..."
"Let me go! Hei Si is my brother, I want to see him one last time, and I want to avenge him!" Lu Ning struggled and screamed.
She was very strong, so Hu Qi had no choice but to hold her waist and prevent her from leaving.
"Do you know who the murderer is? And how to avenge him!" Hu Qi asked in a deep voice.
Unable to break free, Lu Ning finally stopped and gasped: "He is my brother. He died tragically now. I will never stand by and watch! Even if we find the end of the world, we must find the murderer and cut him into pieces."
Ten Thousand Dans!"
"Xiaolu, calm down!" Hu Qi turned around and looked at her calmly: "Let's end this matter! Even if you know who the murderer is, you can't avenge him!"
Lu Ning was stunned, stared at him with urgent eyes, and asked, "Do you know who the murderer is?"
Forced by her momentum, Hu Qi lowered his head.
"Tell me! Do you know something?" Lu Ning held him tightly with both hands, her voice almost sobbing.
"It's nothing, you better stop asking." Hu Qi turned his head and said perfunctorily, but there was a line of sweat dripping from his temples.
"Okay, if you don't want to tell me, then I'll ask the master!" Lu Ning pushed him away angrily, wiped his face and turned to leave.
"Don't leave!" Hu Qi held her sleeve tightly with one hand and said in a very low voice: "If you want to know, I'll just tell you..."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of blood-stained leather from his sleeve and handed it to her hesitantly.
When she saw the four words crookedly written in blood on the leather, her pupils suddenly tightened, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her breath began to become disordered.
"Where did you find this?" She forced herself to calm down and spoke slowly, but her voice trembled violently.
"Mr. Murong found it when he examined the body..." Hu Qizhong lowered his eyes and spoke, his voice stiff and dull: "It was found in the wound on Ping Si's abdomen... I know your thoughts about King Yi,
Mr. Murong can’t bear to tell you, he hopes I can find an opportunity... to tell you slowly..."
"Is this... written by Hei Si?" Lu Ning clenched his teeth, and his voice came out bit by bit from between his teeth.
Hu Qi thought for a moment and then said cautiously: "This piece of leather was torn from his clothes. The writing on it was so scrawled and it was hidden in such a place. Presumably... he was being hunted and knew that he could not escape.
I wrote it down in a hurry when I lost it..."
"Why...why did he do this?" Lu Ning clutched the leather tightly, tears falling one by one.
Hu Qiyi was startled, then realized that Lu Ning was referring to King Yi, and said thoughtfully: "This matter cannot be concluded at this point. Pingsi wrote it in a hurry, and there may be other things he didn't have time to write.
Maybe there is some inside story, maybe..."
After a long silence, Lu Ning took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "How are the other brothers doing now?"
Hu Qi looked at her haggard appearance and said distressedly: "Everyone is busy burying Ping Si now, and the military advisor has chosen a geomantic treasure land. However, you should have a good rest now..."
"Okay!" Lu Ning put away the leather and quickly regained his composure: "We'll talk about everything after sending Ping Si off."
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Although Yan Rong usually looks carefree, he has never made any mistakes in serious matters.
No one can match his wisdom, his seriousness, and his loyalty.
When he hurried to the garden of the annex, what he saw was not the clear moonlight and clear sky, His Highness King Yi, but a wild lion that had occupied its territory!
Every plant and tree in the garden was planted by King Yi himself, and even the chessboard was made by him. But now the chessboard has fallen out of the pavilion, crushing several people.
Flowers and grass, black and white chess pieces scattered all over the floor...
Yan Rong frowned, ran over quickly, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother, what's going on?"
King Yi sat on the chair angrily and shouted coldly: "The person I sent out to investigate Hu Qi's identity, his body has just been delivered to the entrance of Zhuanglou in a carriage!"
"What?" Yan Rong was immediately shocked: "Is it in front of Zhuanglou, not in front of the annex?"
King Yi leaned back and shook his head thoughtfully: "If it is against me, it should be sent to the palace! After all, it is not sure whether I am here. If you can't let me see it at the first time, this method will
It’s meaningless!”
Yan Rong's mind was spinning rapidly and he asked again: "Brother, do you know what Ping Si found out?"
"I don't know yet, but he must have found out something important before he was silenced!" King Yi clasped his hands on the table, his eyes cold and angry.
"So, Hu Qi really has a different identity?" Yan Rong frowned alertly.
"Before this, Hu Qi's identity was just suspicious. But he couldn't wait to attack Ping Si, which confirmed all my guesses!" King Yi's eyes became sharp.
Yan Rong was shocked and asked with wide eyes: "If his identity is fake, how can Annan's envoy speak for him? Besides, how can he have such courage to pretend to be the royal family?"
King Yi stood up and walked to the window with graceful movements: "Annan's mission was silenced as soon as it entered Beiyu. Those missionaries should have been arranged by Hu Qi! I'm not only worried about Lu Ning now.
, but I am worried that there is a bigger conspiracy behind this, which may even threaten the country of Beiyu!"
Yan Rong was startled and asked hurriedly: "Your Highness, should we capture Hu Qi now and force out the truth from him?"
However, King Yi pursed his lips and waved his hand: "Now that we have no evidence, if we rashly detain Prince Annan, we will not only alarm the enemy, but also make him angry! For now, we can only stand still and observe in secret."
"Then should we notify Gang Leader Lu and ask her to leave Hu Qi as soon as possible?" Yan Rong felt a little restless.
King Yi pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "No, don't tell her yet! With Lu Ning here, Hu Qi can still have some scruples. If Lu Ning suddenly falls out with him, I'm afraid that he will jump over the wall in a hurry. We have nothing to do.
If we take action before we find out, then we really have nothing to do..."
Yan Rong showed a wry smile, but did not dare to say what was in his heart:
Even though he, an outsider, was worried about Lu Ning's comfort, King Yi only valued the country!
But this is King Yi!
Between the country, the country, and the love of his children, he will always choose the former calmly!
To him, this great land is far more worthy of his life than a woman!
In this case, I don't know whether Lu Ning's unexpected intrusion is a good thing for King Yi, or a love disaster that cannot be avoided!
——Out-Funeral——
The weather was gloomy and the sky was so low that it was breathless.
The indifferent wind was blowing fiercely, and the weak flowers and plants had already trembled in submission. It was just like the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building!
In front of the gate of Zhuang Tower, two dazzling white lanterns were hung, and a pale cloth was draped over the plaque.
A long funeral procession slowly walked out of the courtyard of Zhuang Tower.
Lu Ning was dressed in plain clothes and walked at the front with a solemn expression. The caravan brothers followed behind, carrying the coffin and holding the soul-calling flags. Everyone had an indescribable sadness on their faces.
An upstairs window across the street was half-curtained.
There was a man hidden behind the curtain, his indifferent eyes staring silently at the funeral procession, his thin lips tightly closed.
Yan Rong walked over quietly and asked softly: "Brother, aren't you going to see me off?"
King Yi lowered all the curtains and sighed deeply: "That's all, it's enough to see him off."
The brothers in the caravan carried the coffin, braved the slanting wind and drizzle, and climbed steadily up Phoenix Mountain.
That flat and open area, with the mountain behind it, had already dug a big pit, and there was a pit lying upside down next to it.
Blank stone tablet.
Everyone lowered the coffin gently and lined up neatly, waiting for the young gang leader to give orders.
Lu Ning stood in front of the pit in a daze: This pit is like a bottomless abyss. Everyone who lies in it will be swallowed up and eaten by insects until they turn into ashes and are forgotten by time...
Mr. Murong saw her lost her mind and came over to remind her in a low voice: "This is a geomantic treasure land. I have calculated it many times! Now the time has come. If you delay it any longer... you will miss the auspicious time!"
Lu Ning nodded heavily, raised his hand, and the brothers carefully put the coffin into the pit, and then filled it up with shovels.
A brother came over holding a stone tablet and asked sadly: "Young leader, what should be engraved on the stone tablet?"
Lu Ning stared at the cold and heartless stone tablet with deep eyes, and murmured: "I haven't thought about it yet, why don't I leave it alone and stop carving it..."
The brother was startled and looked at Mr. Murong. Mr. Murong immediately said: "Ping Si's last identity was, after all, a member of the Imperial Guards Department. People from the Imperial Guards Department were buried here for no reason, which would cause trouble! Why not leave it alone for now?
Well, when you think about it later, it won’t be too late to engrave it!”
The brother nodded helplessly, hugged the stone tablet and left.
Lu Ning stared blankly at the lonely grave and murmured, "Master, does Ping Si have a family?"
Mr. Murong shook his head and sighed sadly: "Pingsi was dug out of the dead by Gui Lichi during the war. He never mentioned his family, and he has never returned home after so many years, and he has never gotten married.
A wife and a son!"
Lu Ning smiled sadly and sarcastically said angrily: "Then what's the use of having a piece of Feng Shui treasure land? Death is like a lamp going out, and sleeping on a treasure land that your descendants can't take advantage of, it's better to just live on!"
Mr. Murong patted her shoulder gently and said comfortingly: "Now we can only hope that he will be born into a good family, that he will be rich and noble after birth, and will not suffer any more hardships..." This chapter has been completed!