Jiaohua

Chapter 261
Because it could be seen that Zhao Ning cared about the girl, the little maid had been paying attention to inquiring about matters related to Yan Yunwei these days.

Just now when she heard that the female corpse was related to Yan Yunwei, the little servant girl leaned over and asked carefully, and only after she had found out clearly did she rush back.

The little maid herself was frightened first, after all, Yanyun Ying was the Jingzhao Guard House, and Ren Yazi was abducted and sold living people, not to mention the female corpse, it was directly a dead person.

No matter how you think or how afraid, the little girl thinks this is not a trivial matter.

But now that she finished speaking, before Zhao Ning had time to react, the young military master who was sitting opposite her was startled and said: "The man who kidnapped the girl is dead?"

The little maid looked over and nodded in a daze: "Yes, yes."

Song Qingtang frowned, this Shen Lie, did he strike so fast?

"General Song Lang?" Zhao Ning looked at him.

"Well," Song Qingtang said, "Miss Zhao, I'll go and have a look first, I'm sorry to bother you today."

"Is this related to Ali?" Zhao Ning asked.

"It can't be said whether it's related or not," Song Qingtang raised his hands and fists, "I'll come back at another day, and I'll leave first."

"Okay." Zhao Ning nodded.

Seeing the young military master leave in a hurry, the little maid was very strange, and said in a low voice: "Miss, did he just come here not long ago and left now? Does he know something about the death of the old lady?"

Zhao Ning looked away and didn't speak.

The little maid turned her head to look at her, and found that she was stirring the soup in her hand again.

"Miss," the little maid pointed, "the dates and white fungus are all broken."

"Well," Zhao Ning responded, and said, "It's okay."

The spoon and the porcelain bowl rubbed against each other making a soft, rough sound. Zhao Ning looked at the teacup that Song Qingtang hadn't taken a sip of, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I only met him once, why did he come to see me?" For Ali."

"Ok?"

"Ali is still in prison, who killed the female corpse?"

The little servant girl said softly: "Maybe it was done by some unaccustomed knight-errants."

"Where are there so many knights in the rivers and lakes?" Zhao Ning smiled lightly, "It's better to listen less to Mr. Storyteller's stories."

"Well," the little maid nodded, and said again, "However, miss, if Ah Li is still in prison, it's a bit ominous."

Zhao Ning stopped the spoon in his hand, raised his head and looked at the closed door after Song Qingtang left, his eyes were always thoughtful.

"Miss, why don't you spend a little money to manage it?" The little maid suggested.

Zhao Ning didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "The shopkeeper Liu who was burned to death that day has not been buried yet."

"Well, how are we going to have a funeral?" the little maid murmured, "their family members died, and their wealth was also burned. Who would have such a good heart to take care of their funeral. Not to mention anything else, they His body has almost turned to ashes."

"Me." Zhao Ning said.

"What?" The little maid blinked.

"I'll take care of their funeral affairs," Zhao Ning said, supporting Xiao Xiangxiang to stand up, "Not only will I help them take care of their funeral affairs, but the bigger the mess, the better."

The horse ran across the long street, and pedestrians looked at it casually.

Some students recognized the person on horseback and wanted to go forward. Before the name was called, they left without looking back.

Some students didn't know each other, but seeing the tall and mighty man on horseback with dark complexion, some students showed admiration and yearning in their eyes, while others contemptuously thought they were poor barbarians.

Song Qingtang reined in the horse, and the horse stopped in front of the Guo Mansion.

As soon as he got off his horse, the door opened by itself.

Song Qingtang looked up, and the people who came out happened to be Shen Lie and a few of his followers.

Shen Lie was wearing an ink-colored brocade jacket, which was made of high-quality materials, embroidered with very light Dongling cloud patterns, and a dark belt with a darker color was pinned to his waist. He was slender and tall, with a bright posture.

Many people passing by turned their eyes to look at him, and they all felt amazed when their eyes fell on his face.

There are quite a few rich and noble sons in the capital, but it is rare to see someone with handsome eyebrows, white complexion, and jade-like temperament like this.

The guys from many nearby tea shops and pen and ink shops also came out of curiosity to look around.

Is this the cousin of the Guo Mansion?

It's been a while since I came to Beijing, and I heard that he has been ill all the time, and I've never seen him go out and walk around, and I don't even know what he looks like, and he lives in seclusion like a lady.

Looking at it now, he was handsome and handsome, with a dignified appearance, and he didn't look sick at all.

"You came out just in time," Song Qingtang strode up, "I was just looking for you, go in and talk."

As he spoke, he held Shen Lie's arm and was about to pull it back into the door.

Du Xuan and Dai Yu stepped forward to speak, but seeing that Shen Lie had turned around, they swallowed it back without any resistance.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Qingtang turned around and closed the door that was not opened much.

Shen Lie said, "If you came looking for me about the female corpse, you may have misunderstood."

"Misunderstand?"

"That female corpse has nothing to do with me," Shen Lie looked at him, "The prostitute I took away last night is still with me, and the one who died over there should be the one I didn't have time to kill."

Song Qingtang was taken aback: "You mean, you didn't do that person who died at Dongshikou?"

"I thought it was you." Shen Lie said.

"How could it be me? Even if I really wanted to kill her, I would do so quietly and throw the body on the street. Am I causing trouble for myself?"

"Then who do you think it is?"

Song Qingtang paused, then was startled: "It can't be Ah Li?"

Shen Lie frowned slightly and said nothing.

"This girl is cruel and merciless, maybe she can really do it!"

"I'm going to have a look, are you going?" Shen Lie said.

"Yes, I see you are going out, where are you going?"

Shen Lie bypassed him and went up to open the door: "Go to Yanyun Camp Mansion, such a big event happened, of course we have to go and see the excitement."

The stone carriage outside the door had already driven up from the side door, and Song Qingtang was looking curiously at the horse tied to the door by Song Qingtang.

Seeing Song Qingtang coming out, Shi Shi let out a "huh", feeling familiar.

"Then let's go together." Song Qingtang said to Shen Lie, and got on his horse.

Shen Lie nodded, lifted his robe, and stepped into the carriage.

Dai Yu and Du Xuan followed in.

Shi Shi raised his whip, turned his head to look at Song Qingtang, flicked the whip, and the horse ran forward.

Song Qingtang held the reins of the horse and looked up at the large plaque on the gate of the Guo Mansion.

There was a very subtle feeling in his heart, which made him feel miraculous.

This is the Guo family, a family of drunken deer that has been living for more than 1000 years.

But the Guo family is so low-key that it doesn't seem to exist in the capital, so that he doesn't feel much when he meets the unique and precious grandson of the Guo family.

There is also Shen Lie, who is blessed with the status of the most favored young master of the Guo family. If it were anyone else, he would be successful among the rich sons and noble children of officials in the capital. He is also low-key like Entering the crowd, these days, I have heard nothing.

"Weird." Song Qingtang muttered in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)