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Chapter 138 Who Do You Think Killed Him?

Three days later.

Song Ziyuan came out of the examination room. At this time, the entire Song family was standing at the entrance of the examination room, waiting for him.

Seeing him coming out, Song Yingli hurriedly stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "How's the exam going?"

Song Ziyuan nodded, and said, "It's pretty good, I'm sure I'll be on the list, don't worry, Dad."

Hearing this, several people breathed a sigh of relief, especially Song Ziling.

It will take two more days to correct the test papers, and in a few days, the results will be out, and then he will be appointed as an official, and Song Ziyuan will enter the court.

Song Yao pursed her lips, and after congratulating Song Ziyuan, she went to Hsinchu College with Yan Sui.

Song Ziyuan's scientific examination is over, and their Hsinchu College's final examination is only a few days away.

In class, Master Zeng was reviewing for everyone while shaking his head.

Song Yao was listening carefully, while Yan Sui lowered his head, thinking about other things.

Regarding the matter of Qu Bing, the best time to kill him is the day before Song Ziyuan enters the court.

In this way, Song Ziyuan's appointment as an official would not be affected. Even if Qu Ping's incident brought trouble to the court and it was inconvenient for Song Yingli to come forward, Song Ziyuan could help Song Ziling to get rid of the suspicion.

After all, Qu Ping robbed Song Ziling of his original position. If he died, Emperor Jing would doubt the Song family and Song Ziling.

Yan Sui has already obtained Qu Ping's handwriting and tone of voice, and he can prepare his suicide note within a few days of being listed.

"Yan Sui?"

"Huh?" Yan Sui was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and looked at Song Yao.

Song Yao smiled and asked curiously, "What are you thinking? You are so preoccupied that the master has left."

"Oh, I was thinking of taking you to eat something later." Yan Sui replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Song Yao'e raised her eyebrows slightly, nodded, and said, "There's no need to eat, let's go to Xuanling Pavilion."

Inside the Xuanling Pavilion, there were people in twos and threes holding their numbers.

When they saw Song Yao, they all saluted: "I have met the Lord Jing'an."

"Everyone is free."

Song Yao smiled, raised her foot and went upstairs with Yan Sui.

"County Lord." As soon as Song Yao walked into the private room, a female worker followed, "This is the number book."

Song Yao nodded, took a thick book from the female worker, and flipped through it.

Seeing this, the female worker blinked, and explained to herself: "Master, so far, there are more than 200 unprocessed incidents."

Song Yao: ".??"

"How much?" Song Yao asked, raising her volume slightly.

"More than 200 orders." The female worker shrank her neck and replied.

Song Yao took a deep breath: "Be more specific."

"280 nine orders."

Song Yao: "." Well, it is indeed more than 200, almost [-]! !
The female worker pursed her lips, observed Song Yao's expression secretly, and said, "Master, let's deal with it quickly, otherwise the people behind will be troubled."

Song Yao: "." You know that rain and dew are even.

"First of all, the first thing the county lord has to deal with today is No. 40 No. [-]. Look at Feng Shui."

Time flies, and it's time to release the list amidst the busy schedule.

Song Yao woke up Song Ziyuan early in the morning, and dragged him to the city gate to read the list.

Sure enough, number one, the No. [-] pick.

Song Ziyuan's name was written in the most prominent position on the list.

"Brother, you are the champion!!" Song Yao smiled happily.

"Yeah." There was a slight smile on the corner of Song Ziling's mouth, as if he wasn't too surprised by the result, "Yes, champion, after a few days of the big exam, can you get the first place?"

Hearing this, Song Yao was taken aback for a moment.

Good guy, why are you talking about me again? ?
"I'm not sure, but I'll try my best!" Song Yao said with a sneer.

Everything is going in a good direction, but Emperor Jing is still afraid of the Song family. He is obviously the number one scholar, but he is only sent to the admonishment court, where he is appointed as an admonisher with no real power.

As the name suggests, it is an official who gives advice to the emperor and only speaks out.

But this is also the norm, and one should get used to being feared by the emperor.

Now that this matter has passed, then he can go and take Qu Ping's life.

late at night.

After everyone fell asleep, Yan Sui jumped onto the wall and headed towards Qu Mansion.

Fortunately, he stepped on the spot in advance, and he got in smoothly, and found Qu Ping's room.

If you want to commit suicide in fear of crime, it is best to hang yourself.

But this thing has to be autopsyed by someone, in order to make it look more like it.
Yan Sui looked at Qu Ping who was sleeping soundly on the couch, and raised his hand without hesitation to seal his acupuncture points, preventing him from moving.

Then, he took out the rope he had prepared, and quickly tied it to the beam.

Then a stool was brought in, and after calculating the height, he hugged Qu Ping whole body, let his feet step on the stool, and put his head in the rope.

At this time, Qu Ping had already woken up, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of horror, but the acupoints were blocked, so he couldn't move or speak at all.

Yan Sui didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, he just manipulated Qu Ping's feet, kicked the stool away, and then untied his acupuncture points.

Qu Ping's neck was hung in the rope, and his limbs shook and struggled.

Regarding this, Yan Sui didn't raise his eyelids.

He walked slowly to the desk and found that it had not been used for a long time, even the inkstone was covered with dust.

It would be unreasonable to just put the suicide note on the table like this.

Thinking in this way, Yan Sui slowly lit the oil lamp, then sorted out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, polished the ink, and simply dipped the tip of the pen in ink, spread out a piece of paper again, and wrote the suicide note.

In this lifetime, the last scene in front of Qu's eyes was a man writing something in front of his desk.
The next day.

A maid pushed open the door of Qu Ping's room: "My lord, it's time to go on business!!"

She looked at Qu Ping who was hanging on the beam in front of her with horror, and the breakfast in her hand fell on the floor and spilled all over the floor.

in the hall.

Emperor Jing sighed, looked at Qu Cheng, and said, "Qu Aiqing, I know the pain of losing your son. Maybe it's because I spoke too harshly a few days ago, which made your son unable to bear it."

Hearing this, Qu Cheng hurriedly knelt down: "The old minister is terrified, it's because the dog is not up to date, and has nothing to do with His Majesty, but"

"But what?" Emperor Jing asked, "Qu Aiqing, but it's okay to say."

"Your Majesty, Gouzi is not such a weak person who would commit suicide. The old minister believes that Gouzi was killed by someone!" Qu Cheng kowtowed, "Please Your Majesty, seek justice for the old minister!!"

"Oh?" Emperor Jing frowned, "Then who do you think harmed your son?"

"The veteran believes that this matter must have something to do with General Song Ziling Song."

(End of this chapter)