After the immortal disappeared

Fan Shuang nodded, half understanding, but immediately believed it.

He Xiao's words and deeds are predictable every time; he always gets good luck when he stays by He Xiao's side.

In his mind, He Xiao has long been unpredictable.

You can't go wrong if you listen to He Xiao's words.

The carriage arrived at Sanmentou Post House. Fan Shuang saw He Lingchuan off and then drove away.

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General Chongwu also just returned to his residence in Tianshui City.

When he was a deputy general, he immediately spent a huge sum of money to buy this house in Tianshui City. The original owner was a bankrupt businessman who used the house to pay off his debts.

He originally thought this house was quite nice, but recently, for some reason, it became smaller and smaller, and it became less and less grand.

Should I buy another big house? After all, his status and position are no longer what they used to be.

While he was thinking, he walked into the garden. The servants hurriedly saluted him, their waists bent at ninety degrees, and they were no longer as lazy as before.

At this time, the old servant hurried over and said:

"General, there are guests in Siyuan Hall."

General Chongwu stopped: "Siyuan Hall? Who?"

This old servant has been with him for more than ten years and behaves very appropriately. Since he leads the guests to Siyuan Hall, it shows that the guests are very important.

"Don't let me tell you. You'll know it when you see it."

General Chongwu immediately quickened his pace and headed towards Siyuan Hall.

The lights in the hall were dim, the windows and doors were half-closed, and there was no one there. When General Chongwu walked in, he only saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting at the table, wearing a curtain hat.

Seeing him come in, the man in green didn't get up. He just sat still and said:

"close the door."

Did he hear this voice correctly? General Chongwu calmed down, closed the doors and windows, and put down the barrier, then strode to the man in Tsing Yi and said respectfully:

"Palace Master! Why are you here, old man!"

The man took off his curtain hat, revealing a Yonghua face that was white and rosy.

It was Qingyang.

Usually Chongwu goes to visit her, how could he have expected that Qingyang would condescend to come to his house?

Qingyang put the curtain hat on the table and folded it gently: "You didn't tell me the truth before."

General Chongwu was surprised: "How dare I deceive you, old man!"

"On that night in Zhuo'er, your tribute was clearly stolen. Why did you tell me nothing happened?"

General Chongwu immediately said: "It's a small matter. I thought it was insignificant at the time, and I didn't want to disturb the palace master. How did you know?"

"Your monarch has expanded the scope of the pursuit of the murderer. The team within fifty or sixty miles of Mangzhou will be visited for questioning that night!" Qingyang said coldly, "More than one person mentioned the accident at the inn that night, and more than one person mentioned it. You lead a team out to catch thieves!"

"What's the problem with this?" General Chongwu's thoughts changed and he suddenly shuddered, "Do they think that I killed Xue Zongwu?!"

The most important thing that happened that night was this.

"What do you think?" Qingyang said coldly, "You left the inn before dark and stayed out all night. Who knows where you went!"

"I'm in the suburbs of Zhuo'an, and it rained heavily that night. How could I rush to Mangzhou?"

"You have a divine horse, and King Yao remembers it better than you."

Chongwu said in shock: "Even if I ride Mo Bai, it's difficult for me to go back and forth to Mangzhou overnight. Not to mention, I have to kill the country's most important generals on the way..."

"Is it difficult to go back and forth?" Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "Is it possible or not?

"..." Chongwu hesitated, Qingyang was displeased, "Do you still have reservations about me?"

Chongwu could only whisper: "I can barely walk back and forth. But there is no time to kill people."

His Mobai can travel eight hundred meters at night. The key lies in his excellent night vision ability, which allows him to see things as if they were in daylight. Therefore, darkness and heavy rain are actually difficult to hinder its action.

When Chongwu first brought him into Tianshui City, he was not a general, but the son of the Pixiatou man. There was an official's son who took a fancy to Mo Bai and wanted to buy it by force, which caused a lot of disputes, so this good horse was not just an unknown horse. Later, General Chongwu gradually became famous and received promotions and salary increases, and more people called him Mingju.

Thinking of this, Chongwu's back felt chilly.

"It's troublesome." Qingyang exhaled, "This will amplify your suspicion. Think about how many people are dissatisfied with your promotion, and they will be gossiping behind your back. What's more, Yaoting can't catch the murderer now, and there are no clues at all. Will let it go.”

General Chongwu lost his voice and said: "But I just went to arrest the thieves who stole the tribute..."

"Everyone has gained the stolen goods. The tribute has been recovered, right?" Qingyang read the confession record.

"Yes."

"Two thieves stole six or seven teams and hid a lot of stolen goods in a deserted village?" Qingyang said lightly, "How to transport the stolen goods and how to avoid your pursuit? You can even track the three-tailed fox demon , but the two thieves were caught until dawn. If I were the king of Yao, would I think it was reasonable to hear such a confession? "

She didn't wait for Chongwu to answer, and then continued: "You are on your way with hundreds of elites, and the tribute you are escorting can be stolen by two thieves? What kind of cultivation are those thieves?"

"Local thieves." General Chongwu sweated more and more as he listened. "I have no cultivation and no background. I am just a little agile and often commit crimes around there."

"Have they confessed?"

"I have investigated and they entered the inn to commit crimes, but they insisted that they did not steal my tribute..."

Qingyang interrupted him: "What on earth did they say?"

"They stole the personal belongings of several guests, and then returned to the deserted village to divide the spoils, and then they passed out. When they opened their eyes again, there were several large boxes of stolen goods in the house for no reason, and I had arrived." General Chongwu answered truthfully, "After taking back the tribute, I was in a hurry to get on the road, so I sent someone to take them to the county government office."

"I also thought they were framed at the time, but there were six caravans that were robbed at the same inn. I thought the real thieves wanted to steal from them, so I used the strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. In addition, the tribute had been recovered, so I, I hurried on the road."

Qingyang's face was gloomy.

Chongwu's thoughts and actions were reasonable at the time. He didn't have a clairvoyance, so how could he know what was happening dozens of miles away?

But the problem was that the officials sent by King Yao to investigate would make unnecessary associations.

After all, there was something fishy about the set of rhetoric that Chongwu came up with. For example, if his tribute was really stolen, why would the other party frame the two thieves and return it to Chongwu in disguise?

There are large fields and lakes in the suburbs. Why can't they just throw it anywhere? Why would they risk being caught and lead them to a small deserted village?

If it doesn't make sense, it will be suspected.

Chongwu whispered: "Please give me some advice, Palace Master!"

If the Palace Master doesn't care about this matter, why would he disguise himself and come in person?

Qingyang said in a clear voice: "King Yao sent someone to ask you about it, and you have to answer truthfully and not conflict with other people's confessions. In any case, you were in Zhuowei instead of Mangzhou that night, which should have been the best alibi."