Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Not only Li Bi was confused.

Everyone present, except Shen Wuming and Cui Zhujian, was confused.

However, seeing Shen Wuming's serious look, everyone secretly became vigilant and observed the people around them.

Although we are all comrades who have lived and died together, what happened to Song Huai'en was too strange.

They had all previously wondered whether Song Huai'en had been replaced by someone else, and the comrades around him now...

Many people felt a chill in their hearts and looked at each other, but no one stood up.

Shen Wuming said nothing, but stared at them like a hawk, trying to find any flaws.

The same is true for Cui Bamboo Slips.

The scene fell into silence for a while, and half a stick of incense passed without anyone speaking.

Li Bi wanted to speak but stopped.

He wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he was really not suitable to speak... After all, he had a motive.

He himself knows it very well.

After the fall of Song Huaien and Yuan Detai, he is the most likely person to become the general manager of Cangzhou.

Ask yourself, if you were from the perspective of a third party, he, Li Bi, would be the most likely person to take action.

So opening your mouth at this time will only set you on fire.

He didn't say anything, and the other generals in the mansion were even more silent, accepting the scrutiny of Shen Wuming and the other two.

"Isn't it them?"

Shen Wuming thought to himself, and then his mind started to spin. He closed his eyes slightly and continued to review the case.

Song Huai'en's rhetoric, Li Bi's rhetoric, the records in the dossier, the glowing sheets...

"I already know who it is."

Shen Wuming said calmly: "Are you going to stand up on your own, or should I do it myself?"

Everyone remained silent, even Li Bi felt funny in his heart.

Although he was not a murderer, he could see Shen Wuming's tricks, and he just wanted to continue to deceive them.

But this method is too immature.

Cui Zhujian also looked over. According to his daughter, Shen Wuming was definitely not such an unintelligent person.

Seeing that the scene was still deserted, Shen Wuming curled his lips slightly, then took out a general and threw it to Song Nanzhu.

"Nan Zhu, go and mobilize the soldiers of the General Manager's Mansion and seal this place completely. Not even a fly can be let out."

"yes!"

Although Song Nanzhu was in a state of confusion throughout the whole process, he responded very quickly at this time.

She knew that with her own brains, she would never be able to save her father.

So at this time, it was better to obey Shen Wuming's instructions.

Unknowingly, Song Nanzhu had regarded Shen Wuming as his support.

After receiving the general's order, she was about to walk outside.

At this moment, one of the generals suddenly pulled out and rushed out of the courtyard without saying a word.

"Oh, you are still anxious after all."

Shen Wuming sighed, and then he took action calmly, and a ball of awe-inspiring righteousness shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, a misty green light emitted around the courtyard, and in the blink of an eye, it had merged into a protective shield.

The shield was like an inverted sea bowl, completely covering the entire yard.

The flying figure hit the shield with a "duang" sound, and the powerful reaction force instantly bounced it away.

"boom!"

The figure fell to the ground, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and a pit appeared on the ground.

At this time, the generals also reacted and quickly looked up, all of them shocked.

"Master Feng!"

Li Bi exclaimed, looking at the figure wearing the scribe's robe, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

A flash of surprise also flashed in Cui Zhujian's eyes. Shen Wuming actually defrauded someone?

Or, does he really know?

Shen Wuming stepped forward calmly, looked at the embarrassed figure in the pit, and shook his head, "You are still not calm enough."

Chief Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, "As expected, you didn't realize it was me!"

It wasn't that Chief Feng didn't see Shen Wuming's tricks just now, it was just because he didn't dare to gamble.

Although Shen Wuming may be deceiving him, once he escapes, he will be exposed.

But if he stayed here, what if Shen Wuming really saw it?

Surrounded by the guards of the General Manager's Mansion, it was really a trap, and there was no chance of escaping.

This is a prisoner's dilemma.

In the end, Master Feng decided to take a gamble, but he still lost.

"You actually made arrangements already!"

"We have been with you the whole time. When did you set up this formation?"

"Haha!" Shen Wuming shook his head and smiled without explaining.

But a laughter like a silver bell came from outside the door, "I arranged this formation!"

Cui Zu'e, wearing a long palace dress, walked in from the door, her voluptuous and plump figure attracting attention.

"It's you!"

Chief Feng looked at this face and immediately realized that this was the person Cui Zhujian had just brought here.

However, he was still wearing official uniform at that time, so everyone just thought he was Cui Zujian's subordinate and didn't pay attention.

Coupled with the prestige of the Cui family and Yushitai in Fengzhou, no one dared to stop him from wandering around the general manager's palace and the army.

But I never expected that he and Shen Wuming would be in the same group...

"I have to thank Mr. Cui for acting with me this time!" Shen Wuming turned around and cupped his hands towards Cui Zhujian.

Cui Zhujian shook his head and said, "I came here on His Majesty's order, and it is my duty to do so."

Shen Wuming had already been to the Governor's Mansion, so how could he not know that this incident would alarm the court?

I had already met Cui Zhujian before and discussed some details before coming separately.

Cui Zu'e smiled and walked to Shen Wuming's side, "What? You only thank my father, not me."

"Thank you, thank you."

Shen Wuming said a few perfunctory words, but didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he looked at Chief Feng in the pit.

Just as he was about to speak, Master Feng's face turned gloomy, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In this case, I am willing to admit defeat, but you will never be able to find the truth."

"not good!"

Shen Wuming's expression froze, and then he reacted and quickly grabbed Chief Feng's neck.

But the next second, lumps of dirty blood poured out of Chief Feng's mouth, and there was no breath in his nose.

"Kill yourself by taking poison?"

Shen Wuming's eyes were gloomy, and he finally managed to pry a corner of the truth away, but he didn't expect to be cut off again.

This feeling of being neither up nor down is so damn frustrating!

"interesting!"

Cui Zu'e stepped forward and said, "You can actually make a general manager of the palace a dead soldier. What a great feat!"

"But if this happens, won't all our clues be cut off? We'll have to start over again?"

Shen Wuming shook his head, "No, let him die if he dies. It's not possible to pry his mouth open anyway."

"Finding him can at least help us confirm one thing, that is, Song Huai'en did not tell lies!"

The sheets have proven that what Song Huai'en said was true.

Chief Feng, who was in charge of the casualty list, turned out to be a spy, proving that the casualty list that registered Yuan Detai's death information was probably a forgery...

"So, Yuan Detai is most likely not dead."

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