Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Chapter 88 Is Chen Ying's death related to the Zhao family?

Song Yizhi in the dark ate peony cakes, watched Lu Li and his party leave before going out to find Chuhe wandering around in the street.

"Miss Song, the mission of Lu Li's team is in Peony City." Chu He told Song Yizhi the news of the investigation.

Song Yizhi nodded, "It seems that there should be no conflict, but the possibility of Lu Li lying is not ruled out."

Chu He nodded in agreement.

"Let's go shopping." Song Yizhi turned around.

Chu He was confused, but he was smart enough not to believe that Song Yizhi was just going shopping.

When Song Yizhi came out from the two pharmacies and the three spice shops, Chu He reacted belatedly.

"Does Miss Song want to find out the source of that scent?" Chu He followed behind Song Yizhi, carrying several boxes in his hand.

Song Yizhi bought these things after inquiring about the news, and this is only one-third, and the remaining two-thirds are in her storage bracelet.

Song Yizhi nodded and praised, "Smart."

Chu He smiled shyly.

His nose is not as good as Miss Song's and Baili Qi's, so he didn't smell that smell.

It has to be Miss Song or Baili Qi to follow the scent to find clues, only they can tell the difference.

The two went to a few more shops, and under the temptation of Lingshi, Song Yizhi got two confessions and rubbing purchase records without any effort.

Chu He looked at Song Yizhi with admiration.

Miss Song is really amazing!
In less than a day, the truth is almost gone.

I still have to learn more from Miss Song.

After walking out of the shop, Song Yizhi put the paper in the storage bracelet and stroked his thoughts again.

As she expected, Chen Ying's death had nothing to do with the Zhao family.

But the Zhao family is considered a local snake in Peony City, and going there rashly will only scare the snakes, so it is better to use their strength to fight.

"We have two places to go next, one is the city lord's mansion and the other is the Zhao family. Where do you think we should go first?" Song Yizhi asked Chu He.

Chu He thought for a while, then asked uncertainly, "The City Lord's Mansion?"

Going to Zhao's house at this time is no less than scaring the snake, it's better to go to the city lord's mansion, although he doesn't know why Miss Song is going to the city lord's mansion.

Song Yizhi gave a thumbs up and praised, "Not bad, the young man is very promising!"

Chu He laughed dumbfounded.

"Let's go, City Lord's Mansion." Song Yizhi put his hands together and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Although Lan Qianqian's appearance was unexpected, it wouldn't have much impact on their mission.

Even if there was a mission conflict, she was confident that Lan Qianqian would not be able to win against them.

The gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Song Yizhi handed his disciple token to Chu He.

Chu He walked up, showed his token and said, "We are disciples of the Changqiu Sect, please see the city lord."

The guard looked at the disciple's token in Chu He's hand, and immediately took a deep breath, then quickly raised his hands and fists to Chu He, and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, I will go in and pass it on. "

Chu He nodded, then retreated to Song Yizhi's side.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who looked like a street slugger with his hands in his pockets, Chu He asked curiously, "Is there any mystery about Miss Song's disciple token?"

Song Yizhi glanced at the disciple's token in Chuhe's hand, and said calmly, "Oh, the material of this disciple's token is the material used to make the elder's token."

Chu He silently held the disciple token.

No wonder the guards of the City Lord's Mansion showed such respectful expressions.

Not long after, the guard came out and raised his hand to salute, "Please, both of you, the city lord is waiting for you in the main hall."

Song Yizhi just finished eating the big piece of peony cake, she pinched a dust-removing formula, then raised her hand, and the disciple's token in Chu He's hand returned to her.

"Thank you." Song Yizhi nodded slightly to the guard, gentle and humble.

The guard felt overwhelmed immediately, he cupped his fists to Song Yizhi as a salute, then raised his hand to guide Song Yizhi and Chu He inside.

main hall.

"City Lord, two disciples of the Changqiu Sect have been brought here." The guard bowed down and cupped his fists and said respectfully.

"Well, let's go." A deep and indifferent voice sounded.

The guard cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and exited the main hall.

Song Yizhi looked up at the young man on the main seat, dressed in dark blue robes, handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but majestic and indifferent.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and saluted slightly, "City Lord."

Chu He imitated Song Yizhi and performed a nondescript salute.

"Your Excellency is very unfamiliar." The city lord of Peony City said, he looked at Song Yizhi with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, "It seems that there is no Your Excellency among the direct disciples of the Changqiu Sect."

It can be seen that among this man and a woman, the young girl has the right to speak.

But the companion next to her, the breath is not very right, it doesn't look like a human being.

"I'm not a direct disciple." Song Yizhi raised his eyes to meet the indifferent gaze of the Lord of Upper Peony City, and said gently, "I am Song Yizhi of Song Ningfeng of the Changqiu Sect."

The owner of Peony City is not a person who keeps his ears to the outside world, and he has heard some rumors about this name.

Song Luo's daughter, Song Yizhi, was known as a good-for-nothing in the Changqiu sect. She was as good-for-nothing as her mother and brother were geniuses.

"You are..." The indifferent expression of the city lord of Peony City became turbulent.

I didn't expect it to be that mighty daughter, this...

The city lord of Peony City had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but his face was still indifferent.

"I'm Song Yizhi." Song Yizhi said.

The lord of Peony City raised his hand, his attitude was much gentler than the previous indifference, "Please sit down, both of you."

Song Yizhi and Chu He sat down.

After the two sat down, a servant girl came to serve tea, and after the servant girl left the main hall, the Lord of Peony City asked, "What do you two want me for?"

"Didn't the city lord lead us here?" Song Yizhi asked back.

???

Chu He was confused in his heart, but his face remained calm, still looking gentle and calm.

The Lord of Peony City's eyes froze for a moment, and then calmed down. He reached out to pick up the teacup, "Oh? Why did Miss Song say that?"

At first, I thought it was the man who was more troublesome, but now it seems that it has to be this Song Yizhi.

In one sentence, he didn't know what to say.

Song Yizhi didn't want to go around doing Tai Chi, so she cut straight to the point, "Didn't the city lord specially borrow money from Mrs. Liu to tell us that Chen Ying's cause of death is different?"

Song Yizhi's crisp and pleasant voice fell, and the main hall became dead silent.

The master of Mudancheng has been used to practicing Tai Chi for many years, but now Song Yizhi straight to the point, he is not used to it.

This Song Yizhi is very wise and close to a monster, but he is also very straightforward.

Conspiring with such a person is no less than seeking skin with a tiger, because she is really too smart.

The lord of Peony City fell into deep thought.

Song Yizhi stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup and took a sip, calm and calm.

Chu He on the side was quietly acting like a wooden man.

It’s okay if you don’t understand it now, you might understand it after listening to it later.

After a while, the lord of Peony City spoke, "I suggest Miss Song not to get involved in this matter."

If it's just the direct disciple of Changqiu Zong, then he can use it, but Song Yizhi still forget it.

Song Yizhi nodded, as if she had listened, and said, "So Chen Ying's death has something to do with the Zhao family?"

The lord of Peony City did not speak, as if silently acquiescing, or as if he was made speechless by Song Yizhi.

Did she listen to her own advice?

(End of this chapter)