I'm afraid you'll be widowed

The wind in early spring swayed slowly, blowing over the gate house of Tianshui Lane.

He fed the cat with dried fish early in the morning, and sent Fang Cenxi all the way to the gate of Dali Temple, and then went back to Beizhen to work on his own.

But even after one night, Pei Gong still had doubts in his heart.His suspicion didn't completely dissipate after the tenderness last night.

Whether it was the smell on Fang Cenxi's body, or the inexplicable scars on Fang Cenxi's hands, and even his reaction, it was like a dark cloud, always lingering in Pei Gong's mind.

The yamen in Beizhen was spacious and bright, and it was rare for Pei Gong to be at leisure after his self-insurance case, so naturally no one disturbed him at this time.He just sat in the yamen and ran away thoughtfully.

The collaborating letter was forged, and the stamped sludge came from Baodi, so I can find it somewhere.

But he didn't have the source of the letter, let alone connect the letter with Qian Xing and the culprit.

Fan Tianhe was originally the only clue, but now the internal guards of the Thirteenth Division intervened, and Fan Tianhe committed suicide in fear of crime and broke the thread.

Pei Gong's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help frowning.

Could it be that the Thirteenth Division and Qian Xingtong have already hooked up in private and become raccoons of the same feather?

Therefore, from the very beginning, the Thirteenth Division wanted to get the fake letter that framed the second brother Pei Ying from the traitor of Xuanfuwei.

And up to now, the Thirteenth Division is still obstructing him from investigating the truth, which is truly despicable.

Pei Gong subconsciously curled up his hands, and immediately pinched his fingertips to turn white.

His thoughts drifted away like this, and it took a long while until Pei Gong's hundreds of households entered the room, and it was only then that Pei Gong came back to his senses.

The hundred households bowed their hands to Pei Gong, "Pei Qianhu, the matter you asked to inquire in private earlier has some clues."

"Fan Tian and his son in the Imperial Academy resigned in a hurry before, but they haven't left the capital yet, and our people have already watched them."

"The accounts between him and the bank should be related to many people in Beijing, and they all passed through the hands of Fan Deng. Pei Qianhu, should we..."

Hearing these words, Pei Gong knew in his heart that no matter what happens now, it's better to hurry up sooner rather than later.

You have to be faster to catch up with the inner defender.

He got up immediately, but the whole person paused as if remembering something.

Pei Gong turned his eyes to the faces of Baihu under him: "I remember you have a banner officer under you, and your family is in the spice business?"

The Hundred Household Officer hesitated, and replied repeatedly: "Exactly, the family business is not small."

"That kid is also a knowledgeable one. He has done work for the family since he was a child."

Pei Gong casually took out a handkerchief from yesterday: "Go ask him to take a look."

"What is the smell of this smoke?"

The hundred household officer took it easily, and then frowned: "Hey, this smell...is really weird."

Pei Gong was expressionless: "I just smelled this smell yesterday, and I felt a headache. I'm afraid it's not some common spice. Let's find out."

The Hundred Household Officer immediately cupped his hands: "Pei Qianhu don't worry, I'll ask someone to take a look."

Pei Gong nodded, then mobilized a few people, turned around and ran towards Fan Deng, the son of Fan Tianhe who had not yet left the capital.

Pei Gong knew that even if it was just for a moment, for a moment, those shameful things would be brought to the light one day earlier.

He wants to find out.

Whether it's for the second brother, or for his Cen Xi, for the [-] outer guards who died in Xuanfu, or for the unarmed and innocent people in Jianzhou City.

He has to find out.

Pei Gong's eyes were full of composure, he pulled the rein and drove the horse, and LJ galloped away.

But two streets away, he found the inner guard again.

Obviously, the Thirteenth Division was one step too early.

Pei Gong reined in his horse and let out a long breath, but he didn't let it go.

He led his men to follow a group of inner guards silently, tirelessly crossing three streets and alleys, and finally found a suitable time.

Naturally, Pei Gong had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he grabbed the single inner guard Xiaoqi officer into the deserted alley, and pressed him hard against the wall.

The little banner officer of the inner guard who was caught by them, before he had time to see their appearance, Pei Gong asked someone to hold a black cloth bag and covered his whole head with ease.

The cloth bag was originally used by Jin Yiwei to hold official documents, and it was not at all transparent.

The flag officer of the inner guard was caught in such a way that he could not be seen and could not be seen, and he couldn't break free from the shackles of several people. He was about to call for help, but was grabbed by the throat again, and it was difficult to utter half a word for a while. .

Pei Gong's tricks against the inner guards are already at his fingertips.

He lowered his voice, leaned behind the banner officer and said, "If you dare to shout, I'll let you go to see the King of Hades right now."

The flag officer was helpless, so he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice deliberately: "Who are you?"

"It's so bold that even the Thirteenth Division dares to offend?"

Hearing this, Pei Gong sneered, bowed his fingers, and tapped the little flag officer on the back of the head: "I found you Thirteen Divisions, try to see if I dare to offend you."

The banner official laughed: "No one dares to talk to the inner guard like that, you..."

Pei Gong's backhand was already slapped down: "Your mouth is so good at talking, you should use a knife to cut it open for you. Your hands like to move around so much, you should nail them and then pull them out. As for the neck, You should find a rope and tie a knot that gets tighter and tighter as you move it to look good."

"You must be very familiar with these methods that you are most used to, aren't you?"

The inner guard flag officer obviously lacked some experience, and when he heard his voice stagnate, his voice could not help but pretend to be calm: "You...what are you trying to do?"

Pei Gong patted the banner officer like a dog, and patted the banner officer's head: "Don't worry, there are only a few questions I want to ask."

"However, I'll just say it once, and I'll answer after thinking it through. Whether you want to return to your Thirteenth Division alive, or you want to lose your life and float in the Lu River tomorrow, it all depends on your choice."

"Where did you hide Fan Deng?"

"……do not know"

Pei Gong smiled, turned around and ordered: "Bring me the rope."

"Since you don't speak, just cover your head and strangle him to death. The Thirteenth Division has plenty of people, so just arrest one and ask."

The little flag officer froze, and immediately became more confident: "I say, I say."

"Fan Deng has been taken back to the Nuan Pavilion. It should, should be in the dungeon of the Thirteenth Division."

Pei Gong's voice was cold, and the hand holding the person was a little heavier: "There are so many internal guards around, which co-leader is nearby?"

The Neiwei Banner officer hesitated to speak: "I... can't say it."

"The thirteen divisions have the rules of the thirteen divisions. If people find out, I will die sooner or later. I will never..."

Pei Gong wasn't interested in listening to nonsense, so he didn't hesitate, picked up the rope and wrapped it around the man's neck.

When he was in Baodi, the knot was tied around Fang Cenxi's neck, Pei Gong was really familiar with it.

So up to now, Pei Gong tied the knot in his hand naturally, without any hesitation.

With just a slight twitch, the rope can stick to the throat and stop the lifeline of a person.

Pei Gong acted too quickly, without a single word of nonsense, obviously he was going to kill people and silence them.Now just looking at his posture has already completely bluffed people.

The little banner officer of the inner guard panicked, and forgot all the rules and regulations, and hurriedly begged for mercy and stammered: "It's not the co-leader...it's...it's the Lord Commander."

"Let the lord move away, it's in the front courtyard."

The movement of Pei Gong's hands stopped, and the curve of his lips curved a bit to bully men and women, and he couldn't help but knock him out with a palm, so he handed it to the Jin Yiwei next to him, looking for a remote place drop.

As for himself, he looked towards the distance along the alley, and set his eyes on the house in front of him.

Pei Gong quickly sneaked over without making a sound.

He entered the house on his own, leaned on the beam and looked at the thoughtful inner guard Lingzhu, and drew out his knife calmly.

God did not treat him kindly.

I thought it was Xi Huai who was on a narrow road again, but this time it turned out to be an unexpected big fish.

There is no one around Lingzhu under his nose, no doubt it is the perfect time to strike.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Pei Gong's knife almost drew a gust of wind, so fast that the blade could not be seen clearly, but only half a cold light flashed on the wall.

"Lord Lingzhu, I have long admired your name." With a backhand, the blade stabbed firmly at the neck of the inner guard Lingzhu.

The Lord Ling's back froze in front of Pei Gong's eyes, and he asked with some doubts, "How did you get in?"

Pei Gong snorted lightly: "It doesn't matter how I came in, what matters is what the Lord has done."

"First, let Fan Tianhe 'kill himself in fear of crime', and now Fan Deng, a middleman who has eaten water, is arrested."

"The Thirteenth Secretary is really a good method, but I don't know whether you are so loyal to His Majesty, or the Chief Assistant Qian in the cabinet?"

Lingzhu twisted his fingers and paused slowly.

He smiled calmly, turning a blind eye to the knife by his neck, but turned his head slowly, and glanced at Pei Gong behind him.

As the core figure who governs the Thirteen Divisions, Lingzhu's true identity is probably only known by the Emperor in this world.

But although he is so secretive, he is not like the dozen or so co-leaders under his command, who all changed their names and surnames to hide their faces in order to go in and out of the court hall.

The majestic Lord, with a high position and authority, only wore a sandalwood purple plain gown with a close-fitting lining, a beam crown on his head, and a few strands of fine hair on his temples.

He sat upright, even if he was threatened by Pei Gong, he didn't hide the slightest bit.

As he slowly turned around, Pei Gong gradually saw clearly what this rumored scheming master looked like.

But at the very moment when he saw clearly, Pei Gong looked at the person in front of him, his pupils slightly dilated, and there was obvious disbelief in his eyes.

His eyes circled around the person in front of him again and again, as if trying to find the slightest clue that he had hallucinations, but he was still defeated in astonishment after all.

Pei Gong forgot to put away the knife, and also forgot to be on guard.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, and slowly frowned.

"why……"

The author has something to say:

Thank you, Mr. Fox, for irrigating the nutrient solution. Xiao Fangfang still wants to drink it _(:з」∠)_

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Thank you, Mr. Fox, for Lei Zi, I will immediately blow up Qian Shoufu’s lair~