spoiled little attack set

The boat swings in the lake, and the soft water patterns slowly bloom.There was an elegant scholar lying on the bow of the boat, waving a folding fan and whispering softly:

"Layers of waves are shining across the distant mountains, a smile and a city."

The man with his hands folded on his chest and holding a long sword gave the scholar a casual look.

This person is a well-known chivalrous man in the world, and his sword skills are unpredictable and as fast as lightning.

Yuan Lieqiao once again made a note in the small notebook in his heart.

There is already ink in the small book, and then color is added.

——Ning Quming is a big fool.

——Ning Quming is not like a scholar, he just reads some love poems.

Speaking of the big flicker, I have to say how the two of them got together.

One day, Yuan Lieqiao continued to walk the rivers and lakes. He had just solved a challenge and was in a great mood. He was going to the largest restaurant in Fenglue City to enjoy it.

But on the way, I met Ning Quming. At that time, Ning Quming was filthy like a beggar, but his every move was organized and his conversation was extraordinary, so he became very interested.

After deliberately approaching, I realized that I was going to Qiangu County, I didn't want to encounter robbers on the way, I managed to escape with my life, but I was penniless.

Because of his temperament, he found it difficult to hear, so he unwittingly agreed to the request to escort him to Qiangu County.

It was nothing at first, since he promised, he would never break the contract, but...

Escorting him for a ride, he clearly understood what kind of person the other party was, and he felt ashamed that he was a noble character before!

Extraordinary conversation is to say specific things to specific people, commonly known as talking about people when you see people, talking nonsense when you see people.

Elegant demeanor is all pretense, the essence is to be able to lie down but never sit, to be able to sit but never stand, to be so lazy that there are no bones.

As for being robbed by robbers, he still believed it. This person is not able to endure hardship at all, so he should not be a fool.

"Oh, my fair lady, the gentleman is so sweet." The folding fan opened, covering his lips and nose, only revealing a pair of smiling eyes, Ning Quming looked gentle.

Faced with people's entangled but vague gaze, Yuan Lieqiao's hairs blew up, he didn't like this gaze very much.

But he didn't understand the deep meaning inside, so he could only stare back at him.

"Where did Yiren come from? At this moment, the surrounding area is full of white mist."

"Isn't it..." Ning Quming smiled and rolled his eyes, "Is it close in front of you?"

"You...!" Before he could get angry, the sound of splashing into the water suddenly sounded.

Ning Quming quickly put away the folding fan, with a serious expression: "Lieqiao, can you go and have a look?"

"Hmph." He had no choice but to let the other party go temporarily, his figure flickered and melted into Chen Ai.

……

The boat docked on the shore, and Ning Quming got off the boat. At this time, the sun had broken through the fog, and the clean streets were a little more popular.

He paid the money to the boatman, walked towards the tall and straight man, who was stuck there like a wooden stake, when he saw him coming, he just stared at him coldly, his black hair tied up by the headband fluttered in the wind , the silver headband wrapped around the extremely black hair.

He was in a better mood suddenly, and the hair tie was a gift from him.

The folding fan in his hand was tightly closed, he tapped his chest lightly, smiled meaningfully, and then saw with satisfaction that the other party's indifferent eyes became soft and helpless, like a bullied rabbit.

Yuan Lieqiao on the other side didn't understand, how could the other party smile so cautiously?It's obvious that the smile is pretty, but he just finds it scary.

"Lieqiao, let's report to the authorities." Ning Quming didn't even have the corpse on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"...Hmm." Said the reporter, aren't you the new magistrate of this county?Yuan Lieqiao lowered his eyelids, "The person who threw the corpse was not caught, I'm sorry."

"I don't blame you." Ning Quming looked away, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the Qiangu County covered by the sun, "You are not my subordinate, so there is no need to feel guilty."

……

Ning Quming handed in the letter of appointment, and after getting a general idea of ​​the situation from the county magistrate, he began to handle the case in a hurry.

After his inspection, it was determined that it was a homicide, suffocating to death with a rope neck, and the time of death was an hour ago.

According to the head catcher, the deceased was the only maidservant in Qiangu County, Mo's House——Xiang Lan, who seemed to be the personal maid of Miss Mo's House.

The general procedure must be to invite people from Mo's house to come and ask, but Ning Quming didn't do that, and went to Mo's house in a mighty manner with a group of arresters.

The subordinates all wanted to be the first fire of the new county magistrate, and the Mo family suffered!

"Lieqiao, do you think it's too reckless for me to do this?" Ning Quming pulled him and whispered.

Yuan Lie was a little puzzled on the bridge: "How do I know?"

"..." Ning Quming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Yes."

……

Mo House.

Ning Quming was not familiar with the owner of the Mo Mansion, so he didn't waste time dealing with people, and went straight to the point.

The owner of the Mo residence is an old man with white hair and extraordinary bearing. He was not displeased by the sudden visit of the new county magistrate. After understanding the situation in a friendly manner, he cooperated very well.

His attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, which makes people admire his good quality.

Because the deceased was the personal maid of Miss Mo's Concubine, they met a famous beautiful woman in Qiangu County.

Miss Mo Fu's concubine is an old man of Mo Lao, she is extremely pampered, she has not developed a pampered temperament, she is knowledgeable, understanding, and beautiful.

"An hour ago, I was still sleeping." Mo Liju wiped the reddened eyes with a champagne, "Xianglan, how...how could it be?"

"What about you?" Ning Quming nodded, pointing to Bai Zhi, the maid who served Mo Liju to sleep.

"After serving the young lady to sleep, the maidservant has been sleeping in the side bed until now." Bai Zhi flustered her fingers.

Ning Quming looked at more than a dozen people in the room: "Has anyone seen Xianglan last night?"

"I have seen it." A firm female voice echoed, and a woman walked out from a dark green dress. The woman had a handsome appearance and a calm expression, but her face was pale. Yesterday evening, because the slaves hadn't finished their work, they stayed in the courtyard late, and then I saw Sister Xiang Lan standing in the courtyard blankly, and the servants even went over to ask a few words."

"What did you say?"

"Sister Xianglan shook her head, told me to rest after finishing, and then left." Zi Hui's expression was somber, genuinely sad, "If the servant asks more, sister Xianglan won't..."

"You have a good relationship?" Ning Quming asked again.

"The servants are stupid and always do things very slowly. Sister Xianglan saw it and occasionally came to help the servants."

Ning Quming looked at the master of Mo Mansion.

Mo Lao understood what he meant, and said: "I went to visit a friend before, but I just arrived at the mansion today, and my lord is here."

"I don't know who your friend is?"

"Mr. Feng Siyuan from the neighboring county."

Ning Quming stopped asking, called Zihui, and took him to the yard where he saw Xianglan yesterday. After careful questioning, he went back home temporarily.

By the way, he arranged for someone to find out whether what Mo Lao said was true.

The author has something to say:

Ning Quming is the one!I don’t know what’s going on, I’m inexplicably partial to the subject’s perspective, I clearly want to write about the subject’s perspective but I can’t write it, don’t write it, it’s just like this for no reason...