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When Huarong and Shi Mu finally made a good performance, the sun was already high outside.

It is customary to walk towards the crowded places in the city, Huarong and Shi Mu are heading towards the palace this time.

It was also the first time for Hua Rong to come to this place.

The dignified emperor's feet are really much more solemn than the rest of the imperial city, and even the people coming and going don't seem noisy and noisy. Huarong thought that there should be no useful news today, so she relaxed walk.

But people are not as good as heaven, Huarong will be relieved, and there is a sudden change in the street.

First, there were low-pitched discussions from a distance, and the crowd in front gradually gathered together, and the commotion gradually started, not to mention what happened, but it felt like a busy city.

Such an abnormality attracted more people to gather around, including Hua Rong and Shi Mu.

As the two approached, they heard someone whispering words like "dead".

——Death is rare in downtown.

There is no need to squeeze in hard, sometimes Mu is there, and naturally there is a way for the crowd to carve out a path for themselves, so the two of them walked inside easily.

In the crowd was a luxuriously dressed adult man lying in a pool of blood, lying motionless on the ground, not a single part of his body was not stained with blood, his limbs were also bent strangely, as if he had been attacked by a ferocious beast.

But how can there be beasts in this imperial city?

Someone boldly stepped forward and turned the fallen person over, wondering if the person was really dead.

Huarong shook her head, that person was already dead, and the body was half cold.

I thought I would see another piece of blood, some people in the crowd even closed their eyes and dared not look at it, but they didn't want to leave.

Hua Rong and Shi Mu watched the dead man who fell on the ground being turned over.

Unexpectedly, the man's face was surprisingly clean, not to mention no scars, not even stained with blood, only stained with the color of dust, which could not conceal the man's appearance at all.

Seeing who that person was, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and most of the crowd dispersed immediately. A dozen people pretended to be busy and walked away, disappearing at the end of the street in a few moments.

——You have to die to watch the excitement!

Except for Huarong Shimu, the rest of the people were either confident, or they didn't know what to do, they still didn't want to leave, they were still looking around.

As for why the crowd reacted this way, the identity of the deceased must also be mentioned.

Coincidentally, Shi Mu and Hua Rong heard about this person.

——Feng Huacheng.

In this city, sometimes just a surname can represent a party's power, and the owner needs to weigh the pros and cons and think twice.

Xiao is the surname of the emperor, Luo is the official of power, and Feng represents the relatives of the emperor - the current line of the concubine Yue, the direct line of the Feng family.

This Feng Huacheng is the younger brother of Concubine Yue Guifei's direct relative, there is quite a difference in age, Concubine Yue Guifei simply treats Feng Huacheng as her own son.In addition, today, Emperor Qi indulges in beauty and ignores the government, and only the Feng family and Xichang stand in court at the top of the court.It also coincided that Qin Jin, the Duke of Xichang, suddenly went into hiding recently, and the noble concubine Yue became more and more arrogant when she gained the upper hand for a while. Even Feng Huacheng's status rose with the tide, and the treatment was even worse than that of a serious prince.

If it is said that Feng Huacheng was able to have this kind of background, it is because he has gained a lot of blessings in his previous life, but it is a pity that he himself is not up to date. It seems that the whole of the Feng family's scheming and wrists are on Concubine Yue. For Feng Huacheng, it is flattering to say that he is an idiot. .

Feng Huacheng is notorious in the capital.

Relying on the fact that there is a direct elder sister who is a favorite concubine, she leads a group of playboys to run amok in the city every day.Exactly, he is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and knows nothing about rituals, music, archery; he can be called the best in the world, and he is unparalleled in ancient and modern times.

this city.I don't know how many shops have not been smashed, and how many women have not been frivolous and kidnapped.

There are thousands of mistakes, and the more mistake is that Feng Huacheng was born with a good appearance, handsome but not soft, delicate and pleasant.Just looking at this appearance, one can get a glimpse of why the Feng family can have a favorite concubine.

Just standing there, Feng Huacheng couldn't help letting people sigh that he was suave, which further fueled his arrogance of teasing cats and dogs every day. The good reputation Yue Guifei painstakingly cultivated was almost defeated by this younger brother. clean and dry.

Thanks to the noble concubine Yue Yue's skills, and the resentful people dared not speak out, this matter was reluctantly suppressed.

A few days ago, Feng Huacheng was also a good regular visitor, but She Yue was so angry that Feng Huacheng could smell a hint of it with his mind like a dead stone, so he had long been hiding away, not daring to Not vulgar presumptuous.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, it became like this.

No wonder those onlookers left without hesitation, Feng Huacheng died in a miserable state, if the noble concubine was furious, maybe everyone present would not be able to escape.

When Dali Siqing arrived, his feet were sloppy, his forehead was sweating, and he felt that all the cases he had investigated in his life had never been so difficult.The appearance of Feng Huacheng's death was strange, and the Yue Guifei would definitely let him investigate thoroughly in Dali Temple.

Dali Siqing sighed, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to carry the corpse away, and then clean up the scene.They were determined not to conduct a direct autopsy in this place.Take it back first, let Wu Zuo clean it up after the inspection, maybe it can also lighten the anger of the imperial concubine a little.

The people from Dali Temple came in a hurry and left in a hurry, only a few people were left to question the passers-by present, while Huarong and Shi Mu had already mixed in the crowd and left.

On the way to leave, Hua Rong and Shi Mu were still a little puzzled.

Feng Huacheng's status was extraordinary, but his death was so strange that one had to think deeply about the suspicious aspects.

One of them lies in the appearance of death.

Hua Rong and Shi Mu had just stood in the middle of the crowd, so they could see it most clearly.At that time, Feng Huacheng was still wearing luxurious clothes with a lot of folding fans, pendants and various accessories. It was obvious that he had just had a drink in Liuxiang, Huajie, and his face was even blush.Another point is that Feng Huacheng has a lot of scars, and the clothes are full of tears. You can see the wounds on the skin, and the bones can be seen deep, but his face is very clean, and his expression is peaceful, without any expression of pain. .

In addition to the appearance of death, Feng Huacheng's cause of death is also suspicious.

The wounds on his body were obviously not something humans could cause, and the source of such neat and regular wounds, except for beasts, was not considered.But obviously, there would be no beasts in the capital, Feng Huacheng must have been thrown on the street after his death.The murderer's actions were so fast that Feng Huacheng fell here before he was completely dead. It was the blood in his body that could dye the large street below him red.

Thinking about it this way, the murderer doesn't seem to have any deep hatred with Feng Huacheng, but his way of acting is more like... killing chickens to make an example to monkeys!

The chicken is naturally Feng Huacheng, but what about the monkey?

Feng Huacheng made a lot of enemies. Presumably, more people felt that his death was a joy, so they wouldn't be vigilant.The only one who can feel sad for him is probably the Feng family.

And isn't the representative of the Feng family the noble concubine Yue?

Someone who has the ability to send a dead body to the imperial city without anyone noticing it, and at the same time opposes the family of the noble concubine Yue... the Xichang headed by Qin Jin must be the first to bear the brunt!

But this result did not convince Hua Rong and Shi Mu.

For no reason, the two felt that with Qin Jin's contradictory, paranoid and extreme personality, even if they broke up with Concubine Yue, they would not take such a roundabout way to "kill chickens to scare monkeys".

Feng Huacheng neither has the wisdom to fight against the Confucians with words, nor the force to defeat a hundred with one.There is nothing but Yue Guifei's favor.Killing him alone may not have much impact on Concubine Yue's plan, nor will it bring much advantage to Qin Jin in the confrontation between the two.

And emotional factors, how could this ambitious woman be shaken?

If it was Qin Jin's move, it would be too thankless.

Both Hua Rong and Shi Mu felt that Qin Jin was not so stupid, nor did he have the time to do such a boring thing.

If it wasn't Qin Jin, who else could it be?

Regardless of whether it is the handiwork of officials who are on the united front with Qin Jin, or other dignitaries from other aristocratic families, this kind of idea is often denied by the two of them as soon as they are put forward. Calculated, the possibility is not as great as that of Qin Jin himself...

Neither Shi Mu nor Huarong can think of any other possibilities for the time being.I had no choice but to be full of doubts, and unknowingly, I returned to Bu vulgar.

There were still not many people in the hall, only a few tables of diners sitting scattered in the corner.

As soon as Huarong and Shi Mufu walked in, they saw She Yue occupying a big table drinking alone.

She Yue saw them at the same time.

She Yue smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming in March in Yangchun, or like a sudden sound of silk and bamboo.He picked up the wine cup and made a toast to the two of them from a distance, with the corners of his lips slightly parted, as if saying hello.