Princess Fuyao

Chapter 45 Mysterious Death

Unexpectedly, only middle-aged scribes had tattoos on their bodies, and all those captured in the future turned out to be quack killers. , called "Quick Knife Asan" Both of them were habitual offenders pursued by the government for many years, and they suddenly disappeared in the past few years.

They were straightforward. General Guo said whatever he asked. It turned out that the white-faced master came forward to win over him. He usually lives in the attached city seventy miles away from the capital. There is a ferry. , No one noticed.

They just obeyed orders and took the money. The white-faced master and women, money, food and clothing were all provided. In the past few years, they lived very happily.

They went to northern Xinjiang to kill General Guo, but they didn't do it. They had never seen or heard of the middle-aged scribe and the killer pretending to be a servant.

Obviously, there are several groups of killers under their master, who don't communicate with each other, and don't know each other's existence at all.

The white-faced master doesn't have much martial arts, how did he know these people?

Kuaidao Ah San met the white-faced master through a prostitute named Mannia, and Bai Lang accidentally lodged in a black shop and was overturned by anesthetics. The white-faced master ran into him and rescued him.

Ah San and the woman Bai Lang explained still looked a bit like each other, so I don't know if they were the same person.

General Guo didn't quite believe the words of these two people. They murdered and robbed them. They were unforgivable. Knowing that they were dead, why did they recruit without extorting a confession?

"They are avoiding torture, afraid of being beaten and disabled." Fuyao speculated, "These people are drunk, dreamy, licentious, and they live so luxuriously with their martial arts. The warriors in custody said that they were handcuffed and fettered, and tried to practice martial arts. Well. I don’t think they rely on martial arts to break free from handcuffs and shackles. Then, there is only one explanation for practicing martial arts. They are afraid that if they don’t practice for a long time, their martial arts will degenerate.

"That is to say, they still have hope for their master!" General Guo frowned, who has such great ability?Being able to get people out of General Guo's subordinates was something that could be counted on the fingers of the Yong Dynasty.

General Guo reported to the emperor and sent him to the secret prison of Dali Temple.Hong Minghua, Qing of Dali Temple, is an upright person. He has held this position for ten years. The emperor is worried about others, and he feels sorry for not being promoted. The year before last, he specially added Prince Shaofu and was promoted to a second-rank official. Mr. Hong He also has a good friendship with Guo Chenghai, and will never leak the secret.

"General, they are the bait. You can let it out, saying that they are determined to betray for the sake of glory and wealth, and now they are waiting for the emperor's amnesty."

General Guo's clues are messy here, and he can't figure out who the opponent is for a while, and that cunning fox is always on the alert. After half a year, he still hasn't found a clue, so it's better to lure the snake out of the hole.

General Guo took Fuyao's suggestion very seriously, he pondered for a long time, and went into the palace.

The great eunuch Liang Guang next to the emperor was very useful in Qiandi back then, and contributed a lot to the emperor's ascension to the throne. On this day, he was serving the emperor's tea, and General Guo came.

The emperor waved his hand, and Liang Guang cleverly made another cup of tea for General Guo.

"Your Majesty," General Guo hesitated, wondering if Liang Guang should avoid him.How important this chief eunuch is in the eyes of the emperor, he knows clearly in his heart that if he is avoided, even if he does not offend, the two of them will be uncomfortable when they meet in the future. He pondered for a while, and then changed the content of his speech .

"Your Majesty, among the killers captured in my courtyard a few days ago, there was a confession that they came from the Tartars."

The emperor thought to himself, didn't you tell me this?Immediately, he understood, and asked, "What else did he confess?"

"He was awake for more than a quarter of an hour before I showed him the arrows his people shot to kill people. Who would have thought that he was overly agitated and fell into a coma after only one sentence."

The emperor thought, he guessed it based on the tattoo before, but now he admits it himself, which is considered to be rewarding, but there is no need for you to come and report so excitedly, right?But he was still touched by General Guo's loyalty, he didn't say anything, he just warned: "Call an imperial doctor to go over and have a look, make sure he wakes up."

"Yes!"

When General Guo was about to retreat, he said again: "The Ding courtyard of the secret prison in Dali Temple is a bit small. I want to transfer them to the C courtyard tomorrow."

The emperor waved his hand, don't you need to tell him such a small matter?

It was Fuyao's idea to lure the snake out of the hole. She understood General Guo's approach. The eunuchs next to the emperor were too detached, just like Wei Xiaobao.But why do you want to change people to Cyuan?
I know too little about what happened in the past in the capital, so I can't just go through it in such a muddle, otherwise I have no idea what General Guo will do in the future, even if Zhuge Liang is reincarnated, I can't think of a coup.

Facing Fuyao's question, General Guo had a serious face with deep pain: "Liang Mingrui's father, Liang Bingzheng, King of Zhenbei, hanged himself in the C courtyard of the Dali Temple."

"The general suspects that he killed him?"

General Guo shook his head: "I can't tell. I just thought I was worthless for him before, so I just died like that." The grief and longing in his eyes moved Fuyao's heart. General Guo is a very affectionate person. , more than ten years have passed, and he still misses his venerable old superior, and wants to try again to see if he can find out whether there is something strange about that unacceptable death.

"General, I think, since we want to try, why don't we do it this way." An idea suddenly popped up in Fu Yao's mind, and she said it simply.

"If there is no problem with the secret prison of Dali Temple, we will not lose anything. If there is a problem, we will definitely pull out the carrot and bring out the mud. We can continue to investigate with this clue."

General Guo immediately understood Fuyao's meaning. Although her idea was not very mature, but this idea, one step at a time, three steps, and implementation, one after another, even if the culprit cannot be caught, it can still defeat the opponent better. Minion.

General Guo paid more attention to Fuyao, and thought it was a pity that she was a girl, otherwise, like Guo Bin and Chen Qiangrui, he could have asked the emperor to give him a half-job to serve the court.

I don’t know if Liang Bingzheng committed suicide more than ten years ago because he couldn’t stand the grievances, or if outside killers sneaked into the prison, or if the prison guards were bribed to commit the murder. General Guo didn’t dare to let the prisoners go there. , but through Mr. Hong, several death row prisoners from Dali Temple were transferred, and at the same time, several masters were ambushed.

On this night, in the C courtyard of Dali Temple, in the white lantern, the grayish-yellow light of the small oil lamp was flickered by the wind. The atmosphere full of terror made him sleepy and delayed the things arranged by General Guo.

Suddenly there was a howl of pain, like a sharp weapon slashing across the glass, stinging everyone's eardrums, even the blue-black night sky was stretched like a piece of light and fluffy silk, which was instantly torn apart, with Trembling violently.

Huang He was dressed in the clothes of a jailer and led Cheng Kerang who was dressed as a jailer. He ran over like the wind. The east wing of the C-Ziyuan was separated by an iron fence. You can see at a glance that the prisoner is covering his stomach with his hands and is lying on the ground in great pain. Tumbling, Cheng Kerang hurried back to call the doctor who was guarding here.

Huang He's first reaction was that the patient had some serious illness, and he was still cursing it as bad luck, which made it more difficult for him to perform the task.

The prisoner rolled on the ground a few times, his yelling became smaller and smaller, and finally he lay down motionless.

When the doctor came, Huang He unlocked the cell lock and guarded the door. Cheng Kerang was holding a lantern. The thin doctor stretched out his right hand and touched the prisoner's wrist a few times, then signaled Cheng Kerang to put down the lantern. While fixing the prisoner's head, he opened the medical kit in his hand, took out a silver needle, and stabbed it firmly on the acupuncture point on the top of the prisoner's head. After a while, he injected more than 20 needles. Rang Bold was also dumbfounded at this moment, feeling terrified in his heart.

More than half an hour later, the prisoner began to groan again. The doctor withdrew the needle, and he suddenly vomited, and the room was filled with a sour and unpleasant smell.

"You'll be fine if you spit it out." The doctor said to Huang He, "Wait until dawn, and drink some medicine, and everything will be fine."

Huang He waited for the doctor and Cheng Ke to back out, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

"It's quite like, being in a damp environment like a prison all the year round, not eating well, coupled with the depression that is about to die, will cause this kind of headache."

"Is it really, does it look like it?"

"It can only be seen during the day. I just smelled a faint bitter taste in the food he vomited. I suspect that his illness is not that serious and it is caused by inappropriate food. If the back of his neck becomes red and stiff tomorrow, it will be It can prove my conjecture."

Huang He suddenly felt extremely uneasy. He took the lantern in Cheng Kerang's hand, and walked quickly to the first room of the west wing. Through the door, he saw the prisoner inside lying upright. It seems a bit weird to be too stiff.He opened the door of the cell, and the people in the room were not breathing.

The doctor walked around the Dali Temple Prison all year round. He only took one look at it before making an assertion: "Smothered to death."

Huang He was so angry that he punched himself hard on the head, but just now, he was standing at the door of the east wing, and the west wing was also within sight, and he didn't see anyone entering at all.

The prison house has no windows, only this wooden door with iron bars, which is still locked.

(End of this chapter)