Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Also, he wasn't here for fun.

"Who said you're going to have sex?"

Beside her, the eldest maid Lichun blushed and muttered in a low voice:

"My son doesn't like vulgar fans like you!"

As soon as this remark came out, the woman named Ah Qi didn't express much.

But the pair of Bingdilians behind her had a good understanding, and made an angry expression at the same time, and gave Lichun a hard look.

Hmph, who do you look down on?

They are the two cash cows for the general drunk future!

Wait a few more years, and one of the two will be singled out with a good-looking figure that can stand on the fifth floor, not to mention the combined worth of the two sisters!

At that time, a few thousand taels of gold might only be able to buy them a night of accompanying music.

Now someone actually says they are vulgar fans?

It was like the vinegar jar was overturned and poked blind.

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Qingyu smiled awkwardly:

"Actually, my son's vision is not that high."

"The girls are all very nice."

Hearing this, Xiaoman, the little girl at the side, couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "puchi", and the pastry in her mouth almost fell to the ground.

"Young master, you should hurry up and talk about business!"

She kindly advised:

"Stay any longer, I'm afraid you won't dare to eat the lunch made by Sister Lichun when you get up tomorrow!"

"..."

Jiang Qingyu snorted coldly, glared at the little girl, and said forcefully:

"My son, I'm not afraid of her!"

After speaking, he immediately turned his attention to Ah Qi, and started to get to the point.

"Miss Ah Qi, when was the last time you saw General Dong Fei?"

"seemingly……"

"It was yesterday afternoon."

When they entered the room, one of the pair of Bing Tilians held two jugs of wine in their hands, and the other held a food box containing pastries.

Ah Qi took a pot of warm wine and a wine glass from one of the maidservants, and said with resentful eyes:

"At that time, General Dong was drunk in the house and fell unconscious on the bed. The slave girl thought he would sleep for a long time, so she went back to her room to take a shower and change clothes."

"But when the servant girl came back after dressing up, he had already left without saying goodbye."

"Since then, the servant has never seen him again. It was not until the incense stick that I heard the sad news of General Dong's death from someone else."

Jiang Qingyu frowned slightly:

"Did he say anything suspicious when he was drunk?"

Ah Qi bit her lips, shook her head and said:

"No."

"General Dong never speaks nonsense after drinking, he only pretends to be drunk and bullies weak girls like us."

"Yesterday, my servant had a skirt worth 80 taels of silver that was torn by him."

Ah Qi filled a glass of warm wine, first put the jug back into the hand of the little maid, then bent down, inadvertently showed off her plump curves, and handed the wine glass to Jiang Qingyu.

At the same time, she lifted a corner of her skirt.

In an instant, a pair of alluring long legs were exposed to everyone's eyes.

The eldest maid, Li Chun, was going to reprimand Ah Qi for her misbehavior, but after seeing those legs, she couldn't help but gasped.

"hiss--"

I saw that the pair of calves were covered with scars, and I couldn't see a complete place. Not only were there thin and long bloodshot red marks on the legs, which were densely covered like spider webs, but there were also chilling bruises and lumps everywhere.

It looked like a wound left after being torn and pinched by hands!

Just can't bear to stare at it!

Ah Qi sobbed, moved her hand to the skirt tie around her waist, and said pitifully:

"The servant has similar wounds all over his body. If the young master wants to see it, the servant can..."

"No need!"

Before Jiang Qingyu could open his mouth, Lichun, the maidservant, answered for him:

"He doesn't want to see it."

As soon as this remark came out, several women including Sister Bingdilian couldn't help laughing.

"..."

Jiang Qingyu took the wine glass and lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at the girls for a while.

But his eyes were not willing to leave those bare feet.

Tsk, no wonder all the men in Wangcheng like to run drunk to the general.

These girls are really alluring!

only……

According to Jiang Qingyu's calculation, General Dong Fei came drunk yesterday to deceive others.

He wanted to sneak out of the king's city when everyone thought he was having fun in the brothel, to meet up with that gang of thieves, and attack the Qiang army together.

After the attack was over, he returned to the general to get drunk, so that no one would suspect him.

But unfortunately, he died directly under the knife of the Qiang captain, and his body was not even recovered by his companions, which caused the current situation.

Can……

What if he came back safely this morning?

Then the only girl Ah Qi who knew that he had disappeared for a while would either be tortured to death by him, or she was with him!

There are not many girls who are drunk by the general and are accidentally killed by guests, but there are always one or two every year.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that Ah Qi is more likely to be tortured to death.

but……

Everything is too coincidental!

Whether she said that Dong Fei just disappeared after returning from the bath, or lifted the corner of her skirt to let everyone see the wound left by being tortured on her leg, it seemed that she was deliberately disregarding her relationship with this attack step by step!

and……

Jiang Qingyu stared at these bare feet for so long just now, but she didn't find an old injury on her leg!

I have to say that this woman is really suspicious.

"Has General Dong always treated Miss Ah Qi so rudely?"

Jiang Qingyu put the wine glass aside, didn't take a sip, and looked up into Ah Qi's eyes.

Ah Qi's eyes subconsciously dodged, and after a while, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and met Jiang Qingyu's eyes with a forced smile:

"No, we used to have occasional fights, but nothing compared to yesterday."

"Yesterday's General Dong was very fierce, and he was very aggressive. If it wasn't for the fact that he is a regular guest of the servant, the servant would have called someone to drive him out of the general and got drunk!"

Jiang Qingyu nodded:

"So, did anyone see General Dong leave yesterday?"

Ah Qi shook her head:

"Aunt Yang asked around, but no one said they had seen it."

Jiang Qingyu was amazed:

"That's weird. You said that General Dong disappeared in the afternoon. At that time, the general was drunk and there were so many people, how could no one see him leave?"

"Could it be..."

"Did he go through the window?"

Ah Qi insisted that she didn't know:

"This servant doesn't know either. General Dong is an innate master, maybe he has some extraordinary means."

Jiang Qingyu sighed, seemingly clueless:

"It's such a disappointment that no clues are left."

But suddenly, he flicked the wine glass by his side with his finger, sized Ah Qi's plump figure unscrupulously, and said in a frivolous tone:

"Miss Qi, you just said that if I want to watch it, you can..."

"Is it?"

Jiang Qingyu had an evil smile that only belonged to playboys.

At this moment, he acted like a veteran of Huajian.

Just listen to him add:

"Sorry, I want to watch it now."

Chapter 50 My son's 500 taels of silver ticket can't be spent in vain

What Jiang Qingyu said was very subtle, but the meaning was already very clear.

In short, nothing more than two words:

take it off.

But such a request, which is so common for brothel girls, is so harsh to Ah Qi's ears.

"Son..."

"Do you want the slave to take off her dress?"

At this moment, Ah Qi's expression was so pitiful.

There were tears in her eyes, she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and tightly grasped the corner of the dark green dress with both hands, like a pure woman who was being coerced.

But Jiang Qingyu didn't feel any compassion at all:

"What's the matter, don't you want to?"

Ah Qi shook her head humbly, and secretly cast a look of begging help at the eldest maid, Li Chun.

However, what responded to her was not sympathy and reprimand to Jiang Qingyu, but a cold gaze...

And a stack of banknotes that are not too thick.

Lichun is not stupid.

My son has never been obsessed with women, not to mention the girl in front of me, Ah Qi, who claims to have been tortured and her body is covered in bloodshot bruises, so she can't catch the eyes of the son.

Jiang Qingyu suddenly asked to take off her clothes, she must have discovered something suspicious.

The attack on the Qiang people is related to the dispute between the sons of the royal family, so as a maid, she naturally has to support it with all her strength.

"Miss Ah Qi, don't worry about the price."

It is rare for Lichun to be generous:

"If it's not enough, I can go back and ask the old housekeeper for an advance payment for next month's salary."