The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

"A nobleman?" Pei Hantang asked curiously, "Which nobleman?" The girl shook her head: "I don't know."

Pei Hantang: "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Wait for the girl to salute and leave.

Pei Hantang sighed, "Although there is fate, there is no share.

"Yes." Mu Zhiming nodded, and he looked at the painting again, carefully scrutinizing it, and saw the girl in the painting holding a flower and bird fan, leaning lazily on the Luohan Peony warm couch, her figure is graceful and slender, attractive Fancy.

In fact, compared to himself, Mu Zhiming felt that the person in this painting was more like another person he knew.

On the other side, Pei Hantang whispered to Gu Heyan: "Is it very similar? Do you want to take the painting back to your house and hide it?"

Gu Heyan said indifferently: "It's not like, I don't want to."

Pei Hantang: "Huh? These eyebrows and eyes look so similar, why don't they look like each other?"

Gu Heyan said: "Mu Zhiming has always behaved elegantly, sitting like a bell. As he spoke, Gu Heyan looked at the beauty painting again, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, and even said more firmly: "It's not like that. "

Mu Zhiming was born in the Zanying family, he was polite and polite to others since he was a child, when was he as lazy and indecent as the woman in the painting.

not to mention.....

In this world, who can win half of his love?How come five points are similar.Pei Hantang snapped his tongue: "...OK. Let's go."

The four of them waited quietly for a while, when the pavilion master came, Pei Hantang routinely asked if anyone was missing, if there was a qin girl or pipa girl who hadn't returned to the pavilion for three days, etc.

The answer was no.

There was no trace of clues here, and the four left and walked to the street, where they were surrounded by human voices.In the bustling streets and alleys, I just feel exhausted physically and mentally, at a loss.

Wen Heyin couldn't help but said: "Our search like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and it's too tiring. And if that woman is not a singing prostitute, but just a servant of someone's house, then aren't we wasting our efforts?"

Pei Hantang smiled and said: "Little things, investigations are like this. It takes a lot of time and effort. If you encounter difficult and miscellaneous cases, investigate them. I have been there for several months."

Mu Zhiming turned his head to look at Gu Heyan, and said softly, "Heyan, are you tired? Your injured arm just healed yesterday..."

Gu Heyan didn't seem to have expected that Mu Zhiming would talk to him, he was stunned for a moment before remembering to reply, and because he tried hard to suppress the emotion in his voice, he seemed very cold: "It's okay if you're not tired."

Just at this time, someone came galloping on a royal horse suddenly, the speed was so fast that the passers-by shouted again and again. .

Gu Heyan frowned, without even thinking about it, he pulled Yan Guo's youngest son behind him, chased him away from being hit by a horse, and also blocked him from the dust.

That man was the guard of Jingzhao Mansion, he pulled the reins to stop abruptly, got off his horse, walked quickly to Pei Hantang, and said anxiously: "Master Pei, I have found you, it's not good, something happened!"

Pei Hantang: "What happened, please speak slowly and clearly."

The humane said: "The female corpse with a scorched face and bruised back that was found yesterday was stolen!"

The four returned to the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion non-stop, and walked quickly to the mortuary. Several Jingzhao Mansion guards were waiting there, and the guards of the mortuary were also there, looking at the empty coffin in front of them, trembling, not knowing measures.

Pei Hantang walked over a few steps and asked loudly, "Why did the corpse disappear?"

The guards of the mortuary hurriedly saluted, and said anxiously: "It was, it was stolen."

"Stolen?! By whom? Did you see it?" Pei Hantang asked. "Two masked men in black." The guard at the mortuary said, "Today, I locked the door of the mortuary and left. Halfway through the journey, I remembered that I didn't bring anything, so I turned back. I didn't know how far away I was." Suddenly, I saw the door of the mortuary was wide open, and I was wondering, when I saw two black men in night clothes carrying a dead body, I was so scared, ouch, my legs were shaking!"

"Didn't you call someone?" Pei Hantang asked. "I shouted!" The mortuary guard hurriedly said.

The Jingzhao Mansion guard on the side said dejectedly: "At that time, there were few people in the mansion, and those two men in black were very skilled in martial arts. It seemed that there were other people outside to meet them. We were incompetent and did not catch up."

The Jingzhao Mansion was broken into at night and the body was lost. This was a shameful incident. Pei Hantang was furious, his face turned frosty, and his voice became cold: "Check the mortuary."

But the man in black clearly came prepared and was well versed in the way of investigation, so he didn't leave any clues behind.

This matter soon alarmed Jingzhao Mansion Governor, Pei Hantang's father, Mr. Pei.It's not appropriate for Mu Zhiming and other outsiders to stay in the Yamen, so they said their goodbyes and left.On the way back to Mu's mansion, Wen Heyin saw that Mu Zhiming was silent and frowning, so he persuaded: "Don't think about it, young master, you quickly put everything behind me and rest early tonight, you Isn't your body still a little uncomfortable?"

Mu Zhiming came back to his senses and looked at Wen Heyin: "There are some things I can't understand."

Wen Heyin said, "What's the matter?"

Mu Zhiming said: "The woman's face has been burned, and no one can recognize her face, which makes it very difficult for us to find her. And this Jingzhao Mansion is not a good place. Why can the murderer risk being killed if he wants to come and go?" At the risk of catching and leaving clues, forcefully break into the Jingzhao Mansion and steal the corpse."

Wen Heyin scratched her head: "Yes, why?"

"I guess it's because..." Mu Zhiming stared at Wen Heyin without blinking, suppressed his throat, and said in a ghostly voice, "That girl... can talk"