auspicious time has come

Chapter 131 Who Are You
The door of the dark room was pushed open, and the figure walked in.

When the heavy secret door was opened and closed, the wind poured into the room, and the flames of several oil lamps on the stone wall flickered for a while.

In the prison cell surrounded by cold iron bars, muffled groans of enduring pain sounded from time to time.

Outside the iron fence, there was a table and bench, and Yan Junshi was sitting on that bench at this moment, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look, and immediately asked seriously, "What are you doing here?"

The person who came was Yan Ming.

He didn't mean that his son couldn't come to this place, but the people who were supposed to be by the general's side came to look for him at this time, could it be that there was something unexpected on the general's side?
But in front of the person who was being interrogated, naturally he couldn't ask clearly.

"It's nothing..." Yan Ming's voice was dry and hoarse, his eyes were dull: "Take a breath and walk casually. I know my father is here, so I will come and see."

Seeing his son's depression, Yan Junshi slightly sighed: "This is not a good place to breathe."

As far as Yu Yanming was concerned, in such a state of mind, he just subconsciously wanted to find his father, but he never expected to get any useless relief.What the result will be, he can only resign himself to fate at the moment, and he knows this better than anyone else.

At this moment, he moved his chapped lips and asked casually, "Are you still unwilling to let go?"

He looked behind the iron fence, the female envoy tied to the cross stake.

There was no blood on her body, and her dress could even be called clean, but at this moment her complexion was already white, her whole body was trembling and convulsing uncontrollably, obviously she was suffering from great pain.

Master Yan looked at her and sighed: "I haven't hit you hard yet, after all, I, an old man, can't bully a little girl... Do you really want to continue?"

"I...really, I don't know anything." The maid lowered her head, gritted her teeth and said with difficulty: "I'm just an ordinary maid, and I only know how to protect my wife and girls... My lord is clear. Baibai, I have never been secretly asked to do anything that would be detrimental to the Marquis of Dingbei..."

"I'm telling the truth..."

At the end, there was some helpless pleading in her tone.

"So you have been wronged?" Yan Junshi sighed, "But no innocent person has ever been imprisoned in this dark room, and since I have brought you here, it cannot be groundless——" Girl, you have to be more honest, so you can avoid suffering."

The female envoy clenched her lower lip tightly, and some sweat or tears dripped down her jaw.

Yan Ming looked at her through the oil lamp, and suddenly frowned.

Why does he think this envoy looks like...

Surprised in his heart, he took another two steps forward.

Taking a closer look, it can be seen that the hair on the female envoy's forehead wet with sweat is disheveled, and there is a red mole on the corner of her forehead.

This mole is extremely small, it is almost invisible under the cover of forehead hair, but it is enough to make Yan Ming's eyes tremble.

Yan Junshi, who had run out of patience, got up from the stool and walked towards the female envoy with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the door of the dark room was opened again, and it was Yin Hai who walked in with Heng Yu.

"Painter Ji?" Seeing the person coming, Yan Junshi was a little surprised, so he looked at Yin Hai with a questioning look.

Such a place, where is it suitable for a girl to come here?
That's right, what Yan Junshi thought was not whether it was appropriate or not, but whether the little girl would be frightened.

"I accompanied Master Ji to inspect the corpses of those assassins, so I came here to have a look." Yin Hai explained casually, looking at the female envoy.

Check the dead body?

Master Yan's eyebrows trembled slightly.

The female envoy raised her head with difficulty when she heard the words, and looked at Hengyu.

She is Dou's maid, so she has seen Hengyu.

But in her cognition, this painter Ji is a painter who came with the imperial court. It is said that he should be guarded by Ding Beihou in every possible way. Why does he appear here?

Her eyes subconsciously thinking about distinguishing and collecting information were seen by Heng Yu—this is indeed not an ordinary envoy.

"Mr. Yan, you can continue to interrogate." Heng Yu said: "I just wonder if it is convenient for the younger generation to listen in?"

Master Yan was a little embarrassed.

It's nothing to listen to, but I'm afraid that the little girl will have nightmares.

Although I have seen the corpse, but some things are far more terrifying than the corpse.

After thinking for a while, he gave a compromise: "Master Ji may listen in the cubicle."

Heng Yu obeyed the arrangement and nodded.

But at this moment, Yan Ming who was on the side suddenly said: "Father, there is no need to interrogate..."

Under the gazes of several people, Yan Ming's eyes changed, he looked at the envoy and said: "She is not the envoy of Pei Mansion, she has another identity."

Hearing this, the maid suddenly raised her eyes to look at him.

With four eyes facing each other, Yan Ming's lips moved a few times, and it took him a while to make up his mind and said: "...she is from the Jiang family."

Jiang family? !
Hengyu's eyes changed slightly, and he confirmed: "The Jiang family of the capital, Jiang Zhengfu, the secretary of the court?"

Yan Ming closed his eyes: "Yes."

"You're talking nonsense!" The emissary retorted anxiously, "I've never been to the capital!"

"Pei's family was born in a family of the capital. Before Governor Pei was transferred to Yingzhou, he served as the county magistrate in Weinan. Weinan is only a hundred miles away from the capital. Since you are the personal envoy of the wife of the Pei family, you have never been with me. Has she returned to the Pei clan in the capital?" Heng Yu asked.

The maid's demeanor was visibly flustered: "It was only after I came to Yingzhou that Madam gradually valued me...!"

"There's no need to spend any more talking with her." Yan Ming said: "She was rescued by... a girl from the Jiang family when she was young, she is very loyal, and she will never let go."

The female envoy shrank her pupils when she heard the words: "Who are you?"

How could he know this? !
"Jiang Zhengfu acts cautiously, and will never reveal any secrets to her. She is just a chess piece, and nothing can be interrogated." Yan Ming lowered his eyes and said, "It is enough to know who she is right now."

This is true.

Knowing who she is is enough to explain a lot.

Heng Yu quietly clenched her cold fingers.

First, the identities of those assassins were verified, and now Jiang Zhengfu's handwriting and his involvement with Pei Ding were found out——

Got too many clues tonight.

Yan Ming moved his feet, and when he left the dark room, he turned his head slightly and said, "There is no difference between killing and not killing, let's save her life for now... Maybe it will be useful in the future."

After speaking, he went out.

It was freezing outside.

"Are you and I still at the point where life and death are at stake..."

Yan Ming said to himself as if facing the sky and the night, and smiled bitterly silently, as if mocking and helpless.

In the dark room, Heng Yu and the others have roughly digested this clue.

"So, this person is Jiang Zhengfu's eyeliner next to Pei Ding?" Yin Hai said.

Heng Yu pondered and said: "It is indeed eyeliner, but it may not be 'insertion'..."

Yin Hai looked at her.

Junjun Yan nodded in agreement: "Since she can serve and follow Mrs. Governor, she must be reused...Pei Ding should be very clear about who she is."

So, instead of inserting in secret, but monitoring openly——

　I am tired today, and I will definitely add more tomorrow.After all, tomorrow I made an appointment with my salted fish friends (such as Song of Thorns) to work hard together ヾ(°°)
　　Goodnight, everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)