Princess Fuyao

Chapter 59 Night Detective
Emperor Jiaming quietly went out of the palace to visit King Fu, but he hadn't seen him for just one month. King Fu was no longer a well-maintained, rosy rich old prince, but a dying old man with a sallow complexion, protruding cheekbones, and sunken cheeks. Son, the emperor still felt a little pity in his heart, so he comforted him with gentle words, and rewarded him with many precious herbs to let him recuperate well.

Only then did King Fu feel relieved, and his condition gradually improved.

The emperor always likes to check and balance each other with nobles and the cabinet. Once King Fu fell, King Zhenbei gradually provoked the leader, faintly showing the attitude of a noble leader. Seeing this situation, King Fu gritted his teeth with hatred, even if it was his nephew, he would Sitting on your own head is not allowed.

Zhenbei Wang Taifei is just a concubine who King Fu didn't even look at before. For many years, he has always followed his lead. In front of him, when will these two girls dare to take big?

Fu Zaijia was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet in remorse, feeling that he had raised a white-eyed wolf with blind eyes.

Seeing that his son Wang Xi only knew angrily what he said to cut off the mother and son who didn't understand kindness with a knife, but he couldn't think of how to change this situation. King Fu felt sad. It belonged to his era of the Yong Dynasty. This is the end.

Talented people emerge from generation to generation, and the new generation is better than the old.

But who would want to withdraw from the stage of history so sadly?
Fu Wang is headstrong, vicious and vicious, how could he just admit defeat?While pretending to be recuperating, he made arrangements secretly, hoping to make a comeback.If it wasn't for his grandson's support, he would have made Liang Bingwang pay a heavy price.

He must firmly suppress him in his lifetime.

These changes in the court made people's eyes turn to King Zhenbei.

General Guo's infiltration plan was implemented well. Some seemingly trivial and boring news accumulated little by little, and gradually revealed the true face of the tip of the iceberg.

Liang Bingwang's wife dealt with a servant girl last month for stealing something. The servant girl hanged herself at night when she returned home.There are a lot of these things in the mansion gate, and it doesn't seem to attract too much attention from people.

Fuyao discovered that Liang Bingwang had also disposed of a servant from the outer court at the same time and sent him to a farm outside the city, but the people who followed him did not find this man on the farm.

A living person just disappears into nothingness.

This is easily reminiscent of the crime of indecency. If anyone has no other doubts about him, they must whisper a few words in private, and it will be over.

But the man in the outer court is the companion of Princess Zhenbei, and his brothers are still in Prince Fu's mansion.

These two are fighting!
At night, seeing Fuyao, Liang Mingrui chuckled happily: "Oh, you really are a little fox, you can kill two birds with one stone well."

"Hehe, women, you can't do other things. It's not a piece of cake to have a house fight."

"Huh? House fight? Hehe, you really know how to say, this is not a fight between the gates of the big house."

"From this point of view, King Fu did not collude with the enemy and betray the country like Liang Bingwang, he just took power. Now that the two families are in trouble, King Fu will no longer cover up for Liang Bingwang, and maybe he will step on his back to attack his arrogance."

"Well, he will definitely do that." Of course, Liang Mingrui knew Fu Wang much better than Fuyao.

"Then we can get rid of Liang Bingwang's cancer after we deal with a few killers."

"Hmm!" Seeing the hope of revenge, Liang Mingrui had a bright smile on his face, "Fuyao, I didn't expect you to help me so much." He thought of the thin, sick and weak but very stubborn little girl back then.

General Guo supported the master of the Cao Gang and let him take charge of the affairs there. At the same time, he placed a few of his own people here.Things about the batch of grain and grass gradually became clear. It seemed that they entered a market in the northeast of northern Xinjiang and were sold there.And the one who transported and processed this batch of grain and grass was that Aunt Huo's elder brother.

Master Hong stepped forward and issued arrest documents at sea, hunting down the white-faced master and Aunt Huo throughout the Yong Dynasty.

But the two disappeared immediately, and no news was heard from them again.

"What did Big Tiger do?" Seeing Yinhu swaying over with a smile again, Fuyao suddenly realized that he hadn't seen his big tail these days.

"Look at my dad." Dahu and his son raised Yinhu, so he called Li Jibao's daddy, although Li Jibao never dared to agree.

"It's been several days, hasn't he been following you closely?"

"No, I'm going to change to a servant. Dumb is too big, and he keeps getting into trouble with me."

"What's the matter? I think he treats your words like a god."

Yinhu cast a sideways glance at Fuyao: "That was the past."

"Appreciate further details."

"He keeps talking bad about you!"

Fuyao immediately felt uncomfortable, the Duhu family felt very sorry now.

Unwilling to pay attention to Yinhu's meddling, Fuyao lowered his head to study the file in his hand. This was another seemingly normal murder.There was an official from the Ministry of War who uttered the truth after drinking, saying that King Zhenbei was corrupt, and he had solid evidence, so he died inexplicably at home the next night. Wu Zuo believed that he died of a heart attack.Only in his early 40s, is he so prone to heart disease?

Yinhu picked up the dossier in Fuyao's hand and looked at it: "You will kill yourself if you do many injustices, let's see how I deal with him."

Fuyao regained his spirit: "Speak!"

"I won't tell you, you haven't paid me any attention these few days!" Yinhu said sourly.

Fuyao knew that he would definitely say it, and she needed to ask General Guo for help through herself. She pretended to be angry and turned her head to ignore him. Give Liang Bingwang a look."

Fuyao raised his head, and when he finished speaking, he felt that it was feasible, that is, Yinhu was going to be in danger.

"Aren't you afraid that the Liang family has a killer lurking?"

"How can there be so many high martial arts contestants? Don't scare yourself, I'm sure."

Fuyao felt that Yinhu hated Liang Bingwang very much, but it was a pity that he didn't know what his background was.

General Guo promised to cooperate with Yinhu.

The first heavy snow in winter fell on the world, and the majestic buildings with carved beams and painted buildings in the inner city of Shengjing, after being covered with crystal white exteriors, seemed to have changed from a tough and handsome warrior to a man wearing a Zhaojun hat. The beauties dressed in white fox fur look even more magnificent and graceful.

Ya Fu Lou has introduced new dishes. The sour, spicy, delicious and hot sour radish and old duck soup has become the favorite of gluttonous people. With hot air, it exudes an attractive fragrance.

A middle-aged man wearing a black satin cloak with gold silk embroidered * and a fox fur hat, has come here for the second night to drink soup, he always sits in front of the window in the corner of the hall, His face was slightly thin and pale, even after drinking the soup, there was no trace of rosiness.

He came and went in a hurry, and as soon as he went out, he seemed to melt into the snowy night, and he was nowhere to be seen.

In the hall here, there are not one or two wealthy guests dressed in rich and noble clothes, and no one seems to pay much attention to him.

It seems that it means uncertainty. In fact, his appearance immediately attracted people's attention.But he never came to drink duck soup again, which disappointed the people waiting here.

The heavy snow melted, and the weather became colder and colder. The howling north wind rolled up the sand on the ground, broken branches, and swept across the night sky ragingly, making howls.

There were two charcoal pots burning in the room, and Liang Bingwang, who was still wearing a velvet coat and a lambswool vest, still felt that his writing hands were stiff from the cold. He put down the brush, rubbed his hands, and carefully read the transcription. Seeing that there was no problem with the memorial, I folded it and put it in the black brocade bag with treasured flowers that I brought with me when I went to court.

The servant at the door heard his coughing, and hurriedly responded, "Master, do you want to serve?"

"Come in." Liang Bingwang stretched out his hands, and the boy helped him put on the gray-black fox fur cloak and hat, and then he took the hand stove and went to the yard where he stayed.

Liang Bingwang felt that he was getting old. In the past, no matter how cold the weather was, he always dressed lightly. How could he still feel cold wearing so much this year?
He hadn't practiced qigong for a few years, and he sighed in his heart, gaining and losing, the greater the power, the more affairs, the less free time he has. When did he think that he forgot to practice qigong?

Thinking of this in his heart, Liang Bingwang couldn't help pulling away his posture, and moved a few times while walking.

The good-quality fox fur really kept him warm. After walking for a while, he felt the heat on his back.

It was almost midnight, and the wind stopped at some point. The bright moon cast silver light, and the shadows cast by the ridges and trees in the yard were clearly visible. Liang Bingwang felt dizzy. He was very tired, no matter how beautiful the moonlit night was, he was not in the mood to appreciate it, these romantic scenery could only be the feelings of a teenager.

The moccasin boots on the feet made a murmuring sound, and the woman living in the yard raised her eyebrows happily when she heard the sound, and carefully checked the makeup on her face in the diamond mirror.

Before Liang Bingwang entered the door, he turned his head habitually, glanced at the outer courtyard where the study was located, and then turned his head and entered the courtyard.

Xinna's concubine is the young daughter of a fifth-rank official. She is cute and charming, and she is very attractive to Liang Bingwang. over there.

The concubine tried her best, but failed to make the master's brows relax. She was even more frightened, and her movements became more vigorous. Liang Bingwang couldn't help being stimulated, and finally relaxed himself in her warmth.

After being happy, Liang Bingwang opened his eyes blankly, staring at the top of the splendid tent in a daze. What went wrong?He jumped up suddenly, startled the concubine who was lazy like a kitten by his side: "What's wrong, my lord?"

Liang Bingwang remembered what was wrong with that glance. The animal head carving on the roof was unreasonably thick. It was a person leaning on it!
"Come here!" Liang Bingwang hurriedly put on his clothes, and he was still pulling his shoes on the edge of the kang, and issued an order from his mouth.

This time, the ones who came in were not Brother Xing who was serving just now, but two black-clothed warriors with stern faces.

Liang Bingwang made arrangements in a low voice, then walked to the study room, followed by two warriors, and the other quickly merged into the darkness.

In the outer courtyard, in Liang Bingwang's study room, there were faint lights flickering. Liang Bingwang saw that the roof at the door was covered with his own people, so he waved his hand.

The people in the study seemed to feel that the danger was approaching, so they rushed out of the room suddenly. Seeing the people outside stretching their nets, they were only a little dazed, and then quickly prepared to break out of the encirclement and escape. The ridge of the house, but rushed straight towards Liang Bingwang. The king of Zhenbei gasped in fright, quickly stretched his arms and squatted down, and opened his posture to meet the enemy. The warriors around him rushed up in time to protect the master and retreated to safety However, in this way, the killer rushed straight to the inner courtyard, and when the nursing courtyard closed in that direction, he broke out of the encirclement and fled while taking advantage of the unstable foothold of the nursing courtyard.

Liang Bingwang was dumbfounded. As soon as he saw that face just now, he knew that his nursing home could not keep him.The personal attendant thought that the master was frightened and stupid, so he didn't dare to say more, just supported his arm, and sent him into the inner courtyard.

At this moment, Liang Bingwang felt the fear in his heart churning like a sea emptied by turbid waves.That was a person he was very familiar with. When he knew that this person was captured, he worried about it for two days, and then he calmed down, thinking that he would not betray him. In the worst case, if he was used by his opponent, he would never fight with him. As an enemy, I didn't expect it to be a miscalculation.

(End of this chapter)