I'm afraid you'll be widowed

The cold wind flowed fiercely along the wall outside the window, but Pei Gong didn't care to hide.

He just hastily gathered the fur coat outside, and lay motionless and carefully outside the window of Xiangling Pavilion.

After all, at this moment, Pei Gong, who was the "gentleman on the beam", had already been dumbfounded by the scene in the room.

The wooden box under his eyelids was originally plain and unremarkable, so it wasn't really eye-catching.

But now in the wooden box, there are tens of thousands of taels of silver bills, which is different from the past.

Not to mention relying on Zeng Zhe, even Qian Xingtong's first assistant, the monthly salary is only 87 shi, which is more than 40 taels of silver.

The [-] taels of silver bill in front of him seems light and light, but if you really count it, even if Qian Shoufu dies in office without eating or drinking, I am afraid it will be difficult to earn enough.

But when Qian Xingtong took the box, his face was calm and breezy, and his whole body was natural. When was there any hesitation or surprise?

Pei Gong knew that the current scene was different, so he also continued to dive down, watching patiently and calmly.

Zeng Zhe, who was in the room, watched Qian Xingtong put away the wooden box, and obviously changed the subject, so he calmed down a bit.

He stepped forward to make a bow again, and couldn't help complimenting him: "It's a student's good fortune that my teacher is all over the government and the public, and he is willing to hand over the matter to the students."

"Students are ashamed, and they will never make mistakes again."

Qian Xingtong put down the box calmly, turned to pick up the tea boat on the table, and slowly took a few sips from his lips.

There are quite a lot of rare things in this world, but if these things are grouped together and piled up, the finely carved gold and silver are no different from rusty and useless broken iron, and the translucent and lustrous Hetian white jade In the eyes, it has also become a fishy lard congealed in a porcelain bowl.

Compliment the words, make a smiling face.

Seeing a lot and hearing a lot, but they are all the same, and people will even be too lazy to listen to the meaning of the words, to identify who is the person who is grinning and showing teeth, and laughing all over his face.

As for the words of loyalty in front of him, Qian Xingtong was already tired of hearing them.

He didn't make a move, just brushing off the tea roots floating on the surface of the cup.

He has a lot of power in his hands, turning his hands into clouds, turning his hands into rain, and he can give those who beg him a big sweetness by moving his hands casually.

In Qian Xingtong's eyes, these are not disciples who have been painstakingly cultivated, nor are they future generations, nor are they party officials who are ministers of the same dynasty.

They are just a bunch of dogs begging for meat.If a serving place is unsatisfactory, there are still many animals willing to wag their tails around, and changing one is just a replacement for the original one, and for the person who stands at the top, everything is just the same as before.

Listening to Zeng Zhe racking his brains and talking for a while, Qian Xingtong touched his lips "with great mercy": "The Linyuan you mentioned, can it really be so difficult to deal with?"

Zeng Zhe was stunned, and hurriedly continued: "Please rest assured, my teacher."

"Students already know that Linyuan doesn't have a strong background, it's just an inconspicuous ant, and there's nothing to be afraid of."

"What's more, he couldn't find out the letter of the Xuanfu Wei, so he took the opportunity to steal the fourth-floor military case from the case library of the Nuan Pavilion and reported it later..."

Qian Xingtong paused slightly with the hand holding the tea boat, and only then did he seem to have some reaction.

He raised his eyebrows, obviously knowing the meaning behind it, and couldn't help asking: "Fourth floor? Is it the military case of Jianzhou?"

Zeng Zhe said calmly, "Exactly."

"The students dug it out from his room with their own hands. The military case should have been on the fourth floor. He had no right to check it, but he smuggled it out of the case bank."

Qian Xingtong threw the lid of the cup back onto the teacup: "How can there be such a reckless person in the world if you dare to carry the file from the case library?"

Zeng Zhe hastily apologized and smiled: "That's right, he's blocking cars with his arms, and shaking trees with gnats. Because he has won Lingzhu's attention for two years, he wants to walk sideways in the thirteen divisions. It's really beyond his control."

"Perhaps there is no need for the students to do anything at all. The Lord has already murdered Linyuan. Sending him to investigate Liang Guogong's mansion now is probably the last thing he will be sent to do."

Qian Xingtong's eyes moved to other places, but he sighed unhurriedly: "You have always done things properly."

"I'm still most worried about you."

A few smirks suddenly appeared on Zeng Zhe's face, and he quickly bowed to Qian Xingtong again.

"Teacher, don't worry, the two stakes that were buried have been completely pressed to death, and they are all thrown into the Lu River to clean up."

"Even if he has three heads and six arms in Linyuan, he will end up dead sooner or later."

Qian Xingtong picked up the box, as if he had no interest in spending any more time with Zeng Zhe.

He stood up calmly, with his usual serious face, but said softly: "Okay, there are other things to do today."

"You should not come to Lingxiang Pavilion often in the future."

He curled his lips and glanced at Zeng Zhe: "After all, if the people in the Nuan Pavilion know about what you did, it doesn't matter who will die first."

Zeng Zhe only dared to bow his head and say yes, and dared not make any other criticisms.

"Students follow the teacher's teachings."

Qian Xingtong stepped out of the room in stride, and Zeng Zhe naturally didn't stop there.

Pei Gong, who was hiding under the window, did not continue to follow.

It seemed that Pei Gong didn't need to think about the scene just now.

Qian Xingtong was openly accepting bribes.

Except for Fang Cenxi who died tragically in the Lu River, the last two were all written by Zeng Zhe.

And the dead one seemed to be someone very important to Linyuan.

Although Pei Gong witnessed all the process, what Qian Xingtong and Zeng Zhe said made him confused, even a little inexplicable.

What Qian Xingtong and Zeng Zhe killed were the internal thieves of Xuanfuwei, and it seemed that they had an inextricable relationship with the death of his second brother Pei Ying.

The relationship among them is so complicated that Pei Gong can't figure it out.

But Fang Cenxi was born in Jianzhou, the only son of Fang Lian, the prefect of Jianzhou, and because he helped investigate the grievances of Duke Liang's mansion, he could not avoid contact with the inner guard.

This made it impossible for him not to have any associations.

There must still be some kind of unknown connection between these things that are happening today.

Rao, the Luhe floating corpses were not done by the same person, and now this strip has also led Fang Cenxi's death to Linyuan.

Pei Gong was stunned.

Fang Cenxi probably knew some secrets before being silenced.

But if Fang Cenxi lost his life because of those reasons, Pei Gong only felt that he would never be able to forgive himself in this life.

Pei Gong knew that he had to find out Linyuan.

He will definitely be getting closer and closer to the truth.

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The sunlight hanging over the Nuan Pavilion exudes a paleness without temperature.

Linyuan walked outside the Nuan Pavilion, and Xi Huai had already stood in front of him.

Linyuan paused for a moment, and slowly raised his eyes to look, but he saw that Xi Huai's eyes were full of killing intent, and the knife had already been raised horizontally in front of Linyuan's neck before he knew it.

I only heard Xi Huai sneer unhurriedly: "Things in this world are really interesting. You protected Pei Gong before, but now Zeng Zhe is good at killing the inner guards, and you are protecting him in front of the Lord Ling .”

"Linyuan, which one are you loyal to?"

"Betray the Thirteenth Division, you should know what will happen."

Linyuan heard the words, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

He just lowered his eyes unhurriedly, and glanced at Xi Huai's horizontal blade.

At first glance, this saber looks very ordinary, it is just an ordinary Yanling saber.

But Linyuan knew that this was a good knife.

Because this knife is the same as Pei Gong's, with a smooth arc and a natural blood groove.Seeing the faint blood oozing from the blade, it is not difficult to judge that this knife is extraordinary.

At least now it seems that there are obviously not a few people who died under this knife.

It's just that the handle and scabbard of this knife looks ordinary, unlike Pei Gong's, which looks so eye-catching, so when holding it in the hand, people can't see any difference for a while.

Lin Yuan looked sideways, his expression was not surprised, he just slightly raised his eyebrows and asked: "Are you going to do it now?"

"Did Xi Huai's co-leader forget that the letter hasn't been found yet?"

Xi Huai raised his blade slightly, and then put a threatening stick under Linyuan's jaw: "Where is the thing?"

"Speak out now, and you can die more quickly. You have seen the methods of the Thirteenth Division, and you have used them a lot. You should know what will happen if it falls into the hands of the Lingzhu."

The corners of Linyuan's eyes twitched a little, and a slight laugh could not help but burst out from under the black silk gauze covering his face: "Where is the Thirteenth Division?"

"From the first day he entered the Thirteenth Division, Linyuan knew that this life was no longer in his hands."

Xi Huai couldn't help laughing with great interest: "Really? Then you are quite courageous, and you can see it."

Linyuan's neck felt cold as the blade touched the ground.

But he just closed his eyes: "Xi Huaixie led the sword and fell, and has experienced hundreds of battles."

"As a fellow of Chengjiang, I don't know if Xi Huai's co-leader wants to see Liang Guogong's mansion collapse overnight, and his family will be destroyed more? Or he wants to see Pei's family be wronged and go back to Beijing with Pei Zongbing's coffin?"

"Pei Zongbing has been guarding the border for many years, how could he be so careless and allow his subordinates to enter Beijing to deliver letters in a flash?"

Xi Huai's scrutinizing eyes wandered over Linyuan's body without reservation: "You can see it?"

Lin Yuan smirked, and asked inappropriately: "I guess Xi Huai's co-leader actually wants to protect Pei's family, right?"

"Otherwise, how could you have let Pei San leave because of my slight remark that I didn't know the truth?"

Xi Huai didn't say a word, but the hand that was holding the handle of the knife couldn't help but tighten.

He suddenly laughed: "It's no wonder Lingzhu has valued you so much in recent years, such a meticulous thought is really rare."

"It's a pity that your cleverness is used in the wrong place."

"Then do you want to protect Pei's family? Or flatten Liang Guogong's mansion? You keep Zeng Zhe, who else do you want to find? What else do you have in mind?"

The two people looked at each other, each seemed to want to see through the other's mind.

"Xi Huai is highly respected in the Thirteen Divisions, so he must know that there are many secrets in this world." Linyuan's voice was unhurried, "Not everyone has the answer."

He had a calm expression, as if death was at home.

"Since I have foreseen this, will I not leave a way of retreat in a decent way?"

"Some people wish to find the letter immediately and push Liang Guogong's mansion into a place of eternal doom, while others wish that the letter will never be found."

Xi Huai said coldly, "That's not something you should consider."

"Have you ever thought about it? Even if you find it, you can really hand it over to the lord? Now it's all my fault. If the blame comes up in the future, who else can take the blame for Xi Huai?"

"That's the end of the story, if Xi Huai's co-leader still wants to do something, then do it." Lin Yuan's eyes were full of indifference, "Kill me, maybe no one will ever find that letter."

"For Xi Huai, this may be a good result, isn't it?"