As a sweetheart in the palm of your hand

Chapter 148 Death
With the sound of footsteps, Zhou She asked, "Where's Brother Bai?"

"Going out. He left early in the morning and said he wouldn't come back at night." The place where Mu Qing was resting was not far from Tan Sihan's, so he saw and asked in the morning.

"What's the matter, are you in a hurry?" Zhou She froze, not even knowing to say hello to his master.

Mu Qing said: "I don't know."

Ren Ye lived in the farmhouse.Not far from the cultivated land, a small courtyard with two entrances and two exits is not expensive, but it is also clean and elegant.

There are four rooms facing each other. When you open the door, you can see two rooms, which seem to be the place where the master lives. There are two rooms with their backs facing each other. One is short and the other is a tea room.

Ji Xuan, Fang Wu, Bai An, and Zhang Xuan were in the same room, and checked briefly.

The four rooms are extremely tidy, but there are not many traces of life, as if they don't stay here all day on weekdays.

They only found some notes of Ren Ye in the house, and they took them out, and nothing else.

After coming out of the house, everyone went to geography.

The wind was blowing gently, blowing the robes everywhere.

After entering the crop field, everyone didn't go down. They just walked on the road. The surrounding soil was not good. There were a few long-term workers sitting or standing on the ground, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Seeing that Fang Wu and his group came over, subconsciously pretending to work, it can be seen that they did not look fierce or in a hurry.

Fang Wu went up and asked, "Are you all from nearby towns? How do you calculate the money for daily work, and who will settle the bill?"

One of them nodded, but didn't answer much.A few people had no choice but to continue asking, and only went inside.

But they didn't go far, the mud on the ground increased, and from time to time, some railings could be seen standing in the middle of the ground, blocking their way.

Everyone cautiously went around and continued to go inside, but there was a lot of noise inside, calling them in, and shouting at them, throwing some stones and sticks from time to time.

Let them have no way to pass, and don't listen to what they say at all, they are powerless to change, so they have to go elsewhere...

Beijing.

In a teahouse.It's very lively here.But there was a man sitting on the top floor of the tea house, drinking a cup of tea, his eyes seemed to be soaked with blood.

He threw the tea on the ground, and the tiles splashed all over the floor.

"What are you talking about. Ren Ye is dead? Who is watching this case?"

He stared at the man in black kneeling on the ground with his eyes, and asked loudly, which made people get goosebumps all over.

"It's a local official." The man in black on the ground shook into a sieve, and tremblingly said a few words
The man's face became brighter when he heard this, and he looked at the scenery below and said: "Don't worry about them, find a few officials to bribe them through others. As for other things, you can handle it yourself. Whoever is still not convinced, Just try to convince them."

"I'm afraid it won't work." The man in black gritted his teeth and continued.

"There's nothing wrong with it."

"It's said that he is an upright official, and Mr. Qihan seems to be involved in this case." The man in black lowered his body, almost glued himself to the floor.

"What? Can this news be confirmed?"

"Not sure, but it should be. The subordinates got a tip that they saw Bai Xi who was following Mr. Han near Ren Ye's body."

The man took a few steps forward, lifted him up, and said with a commanding ear: "Check clearly, if it is really him, then tell me immediately, I need to ask His Highness for instructions. And that official, they must not let them find me Come on, do you understand?"

"Understood." The ears of the man in black turned red, but he only uttered two cold words, like wood.

Only then did the man let go of him, waved his hand, and the man in black immediately walked out of the teahouse through the window.

The man walked out of the screen, picked up a third-rank official robe from the bed, and put it on.

When I got out of the teahouse, I was bumped by someone, but the person didn't respond.

He only waited for there were fewer people around him, then he got into the sedan chair, opened the things that the person who hit him had stuffed in his hands, and looked through them.

He said yes, His Majesty has been watching them closely these past few days, telling them to be careful and not to go to the house if there is nothing important.

The man tore up the note and threw it into the teacup. He waited for the words on it to become blurred before pouring it out of the car window. His face was as if stained with ink, and he couldn't tell what his mood was.

Inside the palace.

Jing Luo put a cup of hot tea in front of the imperial court, and stepped back carefully. He knew that the Ninth Five-Year Master sitting behind the table was watching him, but there was not much change.

Seeing the man's face, the emperor passed the time with a slight smile and asked, "How is your master?"

Shocked, he said: "It's okay to look at it."

"Look, the fourth brother came to Beijing, and he walked around the capital without doing anything. Do you believe it?"

The person who spoke was full of dignity, slowly raised his head, put an anonymous letter caught in the folds on the table, and tapped it with his knuckles.

Jing Luo didn't speak, just looked at the wrinkle that was put aside just now, it was black, which meant it was handed over by someone next to His Majesty, but in this case, why use anonymous, is it not good to be generous? .

Although he was surprised, he didn't ask too much.

"Remember, let me know when your master is well," said the emperor.

Shocked only should be down.There was still no unnecessary change on that soft and beautiful face.

The emperor was very surprised, how could this man come for two days, only to say that he understands, understands, and is acceptable, and has nothing else to say.

It's the same with Tan Sihan when talking about it, doesn't it mean he doesn't feel bored?
"If your master's people betray the master, what will be the result?"

"Kill." Shocked.He didn't shy away from it at all just because he was facing the Ninth Five Lord.

The emperor pushed the folds and the anonymous letter dropped in surprise: "Then you go and kill him."

Jing Luo took a step forward, glanced briefly, and was about to leave in response: "Yes."

"The people next to me seem to have good skills, so don't get hurt, otherwise I won't be able to explain to your master."

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Although I look like a vase, I will definitely not be a vase." He smiled in surprise, and left the imperial study room in just three steps without making a sound.

When the emperor heard this, he also smiled heartily. Look, wouldn't this allow him to say a few more words?

He didn't care about it at all, and said in shock that...

Naturally, Fang Wu and the others didn't know about these things in Beijing. They entered the village in clean clothes, but when they came out, they were extremely embarrassed.

There is no image at all, let alone Naqiao, no matter where they are, they are harassed everywhere they go, and they are not allowed to ask questions, let alone check anything.

"If it goes on like this, the case will die prematurely." Zhang Xuan cursed, lying on the wall with his whole body.

They are now parked next to the inn, only a few houses on the outskirts, no one will trip them up.

(End of this chapter)