After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 80

Hearing Feng Ming's words, Song Qingxi wanted to say something to him, saying that letting others' ambitions destroy his own prestige.

but……

She knew it.

What Feng Ming said makes sense.

Song Shiyun looked at it and saw that it was not an object in the pool.

Even if she wanted Song Shiyun to destroy his practice and come to avenge Feng Jun, she would not agree if her elder brother Song Qingyuan found out.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxi felt even sadder.

If she were told that Feng Jun died accidentally, it would be fine.

Now, letting her know that her son was killed by someone, but she couldn't do anything to avenge Feng Jun, was an insult to her.

Song Qingxi gritted her teeth and thought with hatred: She will definitely find a way to avenge Feng Jun!
……

Song Shiyun came out of the backyard and went directly to the mourning hall.

Yang and others chased her to the mourning hall and saw her.

Song Shiyun's face remained normal, as if nothing had happened, he stood in the mourning hall.

Seeing that she didn't seem to take it seriously, Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Now was not the time to talk about those things, so she didn't pester Song Shiyun to talk about it.

Song Shiyun stood in the mourning hall, but his eyes wandered back and forth in the front yard of Quyuan Hou Mansion.

There were many people standing in the front yard and even in the mourning hall. People who came to express their condolences came and went one after another.

Xie Rugu and Duke Dingguo were still standing in the yard, seeming to be talking to someone.

Song Siwen also followed Xie Rugu.

The two of them were followed by two young men who were talking there.

Duke Dingguo was beside him, standing with several men of the older generation.

When Song Shiyun's eyes fell on Xie Rugu's face, Xie Rugu also looked over.

Song Shiyun seemed to have been burned. The next moment, he looked away.

However, as soon as she finished this move, she suddenly felt that her move was a bit out of place.

Suddenly extremely embarrassed.

But moving it back again seemed a bit deliberate.

Song Shiyun covered his mouth secretly and coughed, turned his head and pretended to look at others as usual.

Her eyes, panning, subconsciously fell on a young man standing opposite Xie Rugu.

This man stood opposite Xie Rugu and next to Song Siwen.

Song Shiyun's eyes fell on him and he was stunned.

this person……

A white thread passes through the philtrum, and paper money hangs from the ear...

If you don't survive more than three days, you will die.

There is still a trace of Yin Qi on the body, which seems to be absent...

Seeing this, Song Shiyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Song Siwen was joking with him. The two seemed to have a good relationship. When he talked about something funny, he reached out and patted the person's arm.

Immediately, he received a blow from Song Qingyuan not far away.

Song Siwen immediately pursed his lips, not daring to laugh.

Everyone else also followed the rules.

After all, we are in the mourning hall, talking and laughing, which is unsightly.

After Song Siwen closed his mouth, his eyes were a little dodgey, and he did not dare to look at Song Qingyuan.

After hiding like this, he saw Song Shiyun staring at the people around him.

Feeling Song Siwen's gaze, Song Shiyun winked at him and asked him to come over.

Song Siwen understood, said hello to the people around him and Xie Rugu, and walked towards Song Shiyun.

Song Siwen walked up to Song Shiyun and asked in a low voice: "Second sister, what's wrong?"

Song Shiyun glanced over there and saw Xie Rugu staring here.

She frowned and whispered: "Change a place."

After finishing speaking, she walked towards the side room.

That's a place for guests to take a nap.

There's no one inside now.

Song Shiyun walked in with Song Siwen, then turned around and closed the door.

Seeing her doing this, Song Siwen asked in surprise: "What happened? Why are you so strict?" Song Shiyun asked directly: "I just talked to the Crown Prince Dingguo. Who is the young man standing next to you?" ?”

Song Siwen snorted and said, "He is my classmate, He Yeping. Shi Yun, why do you ask about this?"

Song Shiyun asked: "Is he also studying in the Imperial College?"

Song Siwen said: "Yes, otherwise how can I say that he is my classmate."

Song Shiyun pursed his lips and asked again: "I remember that I heard Shen Yan say before that there have been many accidents in the Imperial College, and many students have disappeared or died inexplicably, right?"

"There is such a thing..."

When Song Siwen heard this, he asked in surprise: "But, Shi Yun, why do you ask that?"

He stared at Song Shiyun, hesitant.

"Did you...see something again?"

Song Shiyun did not answer immediately, but asked: "Those people disappeared first and then died?"

Song Siwen hesitated and said: "I heard that he seems to be dead..."

Song Shiyun frowned and said, "Shen Yan said, no one cared about this matter at that time, so who found the bodies? How to confirm that those people were dead?"

Song Siwen scratched his head, "I don't know either. I just heard someone said that the body seemed to be found on the outskirts of the city. Both Jingzhao Mansion and Dali Temple are investigating, but they can't seem to find any clues."

All in the suburbs...

"Seven or eight people were missing at that time, right?" Song Shiyun asked again.

Song Siwen nodded, "Absolutely."

Song Shiyun: "Does the elder brother know those missing students? Do you know their identities?"

Song Siwen was puzzled and looked at Song Shiyun, "Why does Shiyun ask like this?"

Song Shiyun did not answer, "Answer me first."

Song Siwen instinctively cooperated: "They are all students in the Imperial College. Naturally, I know those people, but their identities are a bit special."

Song Shiyun: "Special?"

Song Siwen hummed and said in a low voice: "Those people are all students with relatively high talents and reputations, but average family backgrounds. They are all students from poor families from outside."

Song Shiyun was slightly surprised: "Are they all students from poor families?"

Song Siwen: "Yes, since a few years ago, His Majesty has intentionally promoted poor families and given some special orders. As long as they are extremely talented and can pass the joint assessment of the doctors of the Imperial College, they can study in the Imperial College regardless of their status. Those few people , it’s specially approved.”

"Are they all specially approved?" Song Shiyun asked emphatically.

Song Siwen nodded, "Yes, they are all specially approved. In the past few years, there have only been about a dozen students in and out of the Imperial College. They are disciples from poor families, most of them are the children of powerful people in the capital."

They are all disciples from poor families...

The common characteristic is that they have few connections in the family, so they are easily ignored, and if something goes wrong, it is easy to be calmed down.

Just like the previous eight people, aren't their deaths now being suppressed by the government?
Could the deaths of these people be a coincidence?

and also……

He Yeping.

Song Shiyun thought of this person and asked, "He Yeping, shouldn't he be a disciple of a poor family, right?"

"Yeping is a descendant of the Lanxi He family. He is not considered a disciple of a poor family, right?"

Song Siwen replied.

The He family in Lanxi is a century-old hairpin family, with a lineage of civil servants and many talented people.

Among literati, he has a high reputation.

He is indeed not a disciple from a humble family.

but……

The side branch is a little worse after all.

To a certain extent, he is not very different from those children from poor families.

"Shiyun, what do you mean by asking so many questions?" Song Siwen answered cooperatively for a long time. Seeing that Song Shiyun still hadn't explained what the situation was, he couldn't help but ask.

Song Shiyun came back to his senses and said: "There is death energy on He Ye's plane, and he is about to die. He will not survive these three days, but the aura on his body is still mixed with Yin energy, which is very strange."

"what?"

Hearing this, Song Siwen was suddenly startled and quickly took two steps in front of Song Shiyun, "How could this happen? Ye, Yeping is still so young and usually in good health, how could he die? "

Song Shiyun explained: "Judging from the evil aura in his body, his death must be unusual. Maybe he encountered something. So many people have died in the Imperial College before, so it is very strange. And given that he He is also from the Imperial College, and his death may have something to do with the Imperial College."

Song Siwen was startled, "It has something to do with the Imperial College..."

He remembered inexplicably.

"It seems that some unfortunate things did happen in the Imperial College..."

When Song Shiyun heard this, he immediately asked, "What bad luck happened?"

Song Siwen touched his nose and replied while thinking about it: "In addition to me and Jiang Ziying, and the eight classmates, there are also people who often fall down, get scalded by hot water, or get injured by something in the Imperial College. Sometimes things in class are knocked over, or something is suddenly missing..."

(End of this chapter)