Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

Chapter 149 Seeing the inner guard again
"why?"

Zeng Tai looked at Di Renjie.

Wang Mang held his forehead, and sighed secretly: Is Zeng Tai really not talented in solving cases?
Di Renjie looked at Zeng Tai bitterly: "What's on your left arm?"

"Plum Blossom Tattoo!"

Zeng Tai reacted: "Oh, the student understands, the murderer is trying to cover up the identity of the dead bodyguard."

Di Renjie nodded: "Yes, the head was cut off so that we would not be able to identify the deceased. If the left arm is not cut off, then his identity will also be exposed."

Suddenly, Di Renjie murmured: "The inner guard is the emperor's closest and most trusted personal bodyguard. If the dead in the murders in Hedong, Longyou, Jiannan and here are all inner guards, it means that this The plan is a big conspiracy against the emperor!"

Wang Mang asked: "Then why did they eliminate the emperor's minions?"

Li Yuanfang nodded: "Yes, these inner guards add up to 80 to [-] people. Who wants to kill them? Aren't they afraid of offending the emperor?"

Wang Mang said: "My lord, do you want us to enter the palace to face the saint and explain the reason to the emperor."

Di Renjie shook his head: "No, the inner guards are the emperor's villains. We currently don't have any evidence to prove that these people are targeting the inner guards. Entering the palace rashly will not only startle the enemy, but also make you passive."

Wang Mang nodded, thoughtfully: It seems that he can only participate in the next plot and get the testimony from that person.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Mang asked, "Could it be that mysterious organization?"

Di Renjie shook his head: "It's too early to draw conclusions."

Zeng Tai looked at the identity document in his hand, and asked: "Men, what about Jiang Xiaolang on the identity document?"

Di Renjie sneered: "Since they want to play with fire, I'll help them light this fire!"

After a pause, he raised his head: "Zeng Tai, you will check this Jiang Xiaolang later, and let the yamen guards carefully investigate the scene, and don't let go of any clues!"

Zeng Tai complied and took the order to leave.

After Zeng Tai left, Di Renjie fell into deep thought.

"Boom!"

There was a flash of thunder, and the sky completely darkened.

Di Renjie looked at the sky, and frowned: "It's going to rain soon, Yuan Fang, you can rub these hoof prints and take my name card to the palace to ask someone to take a look."

Li Yuanfang nodded.

Di Renjie said softly: "A blood-dripping eagle that has appeared in all four states and ten states in the world; a hundred-year-old man born in the seventh year of Daye in the former Sui Dynasty; a monster with a hoof as big as a bowl and a strangely long stride; A top expert named 'General'; a mysterious organization; a cabinet leader... What is their purpose?"

"Boom!"

There was another thunderclap, and the thunder exploded overhead.

Wang Mang raised his head: "The storm is coming."

……

At night, it was raining heavily, thunder and lightning shook the earth, the Shangyang Palace was completely dark, only the sleeping hall was still lit.

Di Chun walked in with a steaming bowl of medicinal food: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to eat!"

Wu Zetian sighed, and waved his hands: "I don't want to eat anything now, you can put it down first!"

Di Chun opened his mouth: "But, uncle said..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice came.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to eat, so don't let it go!"

Di Chun looked at Chunxiang in front of him, didn't dare to say more, and let it go.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Wu Zetian sighed softly, turned around and walked to the dressing table, and sat down slowly.

Her old, thin cheeks were reflected in the vanity mirror.

She reached out her hand to touch her slightly gray temples, and shook her head helplessly.

Suddenly, lines of words appeared faintly on the vanity mirror.

Wu Zetian couldn't help being startled.

The font became clearer and clearer, and it was a poem: "Pluck melons under the yellow platform, and the melons are ripe and separated; one pick makes the melon good, and two picks make the melon thin; three picks are still good, and fourth picks return with vines."

It is the desperate poem left by Prince Zhanghuai Li Xian before his death!
Wu Zetian was trembling all over, and her teeth made a "clack" sound.

She stretched out her hand trembling, rubbed her eyes, and looked into the vanity mirror. There was a poem clearly written on the mirror!

She slowly stretched out her hand and wiped the mirror vigorously, but she couldn't wipe it off.

Wu Zetian forced himself to suppress his mind, and called out tremblingly, "Chunxiang."

Chunxiang promised to walk quickly: "Your Majesty."

Wu Zetian trembled and said, "You, look, what's on the mirror?"

Chunxiang raised her head and looked into the mirror: "In the mirror is His Majesty's holy face."

Wu Zetian's teeth "clacked": "What, what else?"

Chunxiang replied, "Not anymore."

Wu Zetian looked at Di Chun and called out, "Come and see."

Di Chun walked over quickly, looked in the mirror, and shook his head: "Your Majesty, there are no poems!"

Wu Zetian asked: "You, you really don't see a poem written on the mirror?"

Chunxiang was puzzled, looked at it carefully, and shook her head: "There are no poems?"

"Ah!" With a scream, Wu Zetian's body fell heavily to the ground, twitching non-stop, like a sudden seizure of epilepsy, with white foam oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Chunxiang was so frightened that she fell to her knees with a "plop" and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Di Chun was also so frightened that he fell to his knees with a "plop", panicked and at a loss.

……

Late at night, on the mountain road.

A man was running in the heavy rain, his whole body was drenched, he hugged his pack tightly, panting heavily.

A flash of lightning flashed, and the thunderbolt hit the air, and the man slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

Panting, he raised his head, and through the rain curtain, he saw a faint light not far down the mountain.

He struggled to get up and ran forward.

There was a village in front of him. He looked up and saw a stone tablet standing in front of the village.

Another flash of lightning flashed, and he could clearly see the three characters on the stone tablet - Enjizhuang.

Lightning also illuminated this mountain village with only a few dozen families.

Although it was the beginning of the shift, the village was pitch black, only a little light flickered in a dilapidated compound at the west end of the village...

In the rainy night, there was a heavy sound of horseshoes.

The two feet wearing the old-fashioned tiger-head iron armor lightly knocked on the horse's belly.

The horse's hooves as big as sea bowls stepped in small steps, splashing a splash of water, and white air was sprayed out of the horse's nose.

A bolt of lightning lit up in front of the courtyard gate, illuminating the entire Jiang family compound.

This is a large courtyard with two entrances. The walls of the courtyard have almost collapsed, and the wormwood in the courtyard is as tall as a person.

It was pitch black in the two rows of wing rooms, only the main room was lit with a little light.

In the room, a group of men in black sat around the table, discussing in low voices:

"Why did we come here?"

"I heard there is an urgent mission."

"Today, I heard from the villagers here that this Jiang family compound is a haunted house, often haunted by ghosts. The owner of this house suddenly died overnight decades ago. More than [-] people, big and small, were all beheaded. "

"Don't fucking scare yourself!"

"Really, I also heard that as long as people live in this yard, no one will die. That's why this place was abandoned."

Suddenly there was no sound in the room, and the people in black looked at each other.

Suddenly, one person said: "Sun Dianchen reported the news when he returned to God, and he should be back after some time."

Another person said, "It must be that something happened!"

The people in the room suddenly tensed up.

The man who spoke just now said: "Brothers, I think things are not good, everyone retreat first!"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

Suddenly, there was a horse neighing outside.

There was a sudden silence in the house, and a man in black immediately blew out the lamp.

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the door.

The two feet in the tiger-headed iron armor stepped off the horse's back and walked step by step. Rainwater flowed down the smooth facade of the armor.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door.

The men in black listened quietly.

As soon as the leader waved his hand, everyone immediately drew out their steel knives, some hid at the door, and some fell in front of the window.

　Preview of the next chapter: What will happen next in the Jiang family compound?Will Wu Zetian in the palace wake up?Stay tuned!

　　
　
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