Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning was no longer surprised by Lao Zheng's superb knife skills. When he picked up the butcher's knife, Xiao Jue was no different from a piece of pork in his eyes.

He looked at Lao Zheng and asked, "In other words, the murderer who killed Tang Jing was probably a master?"

Lao Zheng said calmly: "I don't know whether his martial arts skills are high or not, but he must use the sword often. He won't be able to make this chop in less than twenty years."

Leave professional issues to the professionals. Lao Zheng is the ancestor of the sword, and his words are more trustworthy than those of Wu Zuo. It is still necessary to come over for an autopsy today.

In this way, the scope of the murderer can be further narrowed, and the possibility of murder motivated by money can almost be ruled out.

People who can be evaluated like this by Lao Zheng are much less likely to kill people because of money.

Of course, for this case without any clues, one more clue is of no use.

When Tang Ning walked out of the mourning hall, she saw Tang Shui and a middle-aged man standing outside the hall.

Among the three brothers of the Tang family, he often sees Tang Qi and Tang Huai, but he has never seen Tang Jing. He is the most low-key among the three brothers and does not usually appear in front of others.

Tang Ning didn't have any resentment towards him, not only because he was Tang Shui's adoptive father, but also because he was the only person in the Tang family who secretly helped them escape. He had heard all about it.

Tang Jing looked at him and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Tang Ning said: "A little clue is of little use."

He smiled at Tang Shui, then left straight away, walked to the door of Tang's house, looked at Xiao Jue who still put his arm on his shoulder, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Jue's face turned pale, she pursed her lips and said, "Please hold me a little longer..."

In the Tang family, Tang Jing looked at the direction where Tang Ning disappeared. Tang Shui looked up at him and asked, "Dad, do you, like the uncle and others, suspect that he killed your eldest brother?"

Tang Jing shook his head and said, "He is different from them."

"Them?" Tang Shui looked at him and wondered, "Who are they?"

Tang Jing didn't answer, just looked at her, smiled, and said, "Your birthday is coming soon, what gift do you want?"

Tang Shui sighed and said: "I don't want any gifts, I just want to be peaceful and safe, and don't want anything bad to happen again..."

…

Tang Ning is not Di Renjie or Bao Qingtian. She does not insist on getting to the bottom of the matter and giving justice to Tang Jing. This is what the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple need to do.

Tang Jing's death had nothing to do with him. The Tang family was saddened, but his debt with the Tang family was not settled yet.

He held a dagger and made a chopping gesture like Lao Zheng did in the Tang family. Xiaoxiao stood beside him and asked doubtfully: "Brother, what are you doing, practicing swordsmanship?"

Tangning looked at her and asked with a smile, "This is obviously a dagger, why do you think I'm practicing with it?"

Xiaoxiao said: "My brother is obviously using sword skills, and they are very strange sword skills..."

Tangning was stunned and asked in surprise, "Weird?"

Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Master said this kind of sword technique is wrong."

Old Zheng spoke highly of this sword, but the old beggar denied it. One was a sword master and the other was a martial arts master. Tang Ning didn't know who to believe.

The old beggar came over, glanced sideways at him, and asked, "Boy, are you questioning me?"

Tangning glanced at him and asked, "Did I question it?"

The old beggar looked at Xiaoxiao and said, "If you are not convinced and think what I taught you is wrong, you can compare it with my good disciple."

Although Tang Ning didn't want to bully the little girl, it would be nice to look at the progress of her martial arts. She had been learning martial arts with the old beggar for so long, and she didn't know how she was doing.

He looked at Xiaoxiao and said, "Let's go to the martial arts training ground."

Xiaoxiao smiled sheepishly and said, "Brother, it's better not to..."

Tangning looked at her smile and seemed to realize something, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, who do you think is more powerful, you or sister Yaoyao?"

Xiaoxiao thought for a while and said: "Sister Yaoyao should be more powerful, I am not her opponent yet."

Tangning was unsure: "A little?"

Xiaoxiao nodded.

Tang Ning touched her head and said, "Learn martial arts from your master and listen to his words..."

After saying that, he turned around and left. If he stayed with her any longer, his self-esteem and self-confidence would be gone.

He walked up to Lao Zheng and asked, "Do you think that sword technique is strange?"

"It's rare but strange." Lao Zheng said without raising his head: "On the battlefield, any fancy moves are seeking death. During the confrontation, there is no time to even raise the sword. A true veteran can use the sword at any angle. It’s fatal. If you miss the first blow, you won’t have the chance to strike a second time…”

Tangning thought for a while, looked at him and asked, "You mean, the murderer has most likely been on the battlefield and is a warrior?"

Masters have the dignity of masters. If they want money, there are many ways besides killing people. However, the possibility of a strong general who has retired from the battlefield to do such a thing is very small.

Therefore, this case is most likely a vendetta, not an ordinary murder case.

This is the reason why Tang Ning doesn't want to investigate the case easily. Not everyone can hire such veterans. Most of them exist in the homes of powerful people in the capital, as bodyguards. For the sake of the Tang family, he has not offended other powerful people. Selfless to this extent.

However, now that things have come to this, he really wants to see who has such a big grudge against the Tang family. The hatred of killing his son is irreconcilable...

He stayed at home for a while and then prepared to go out again.

Xiao Jue changed his clothes and just walked to the door. He looked at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Tang Ning said, "Go to the scene."

Xiao Jue followed him and said, "Wait for me..."

The place where Tang Jing died was a remote alley in the capital. From the brothel where he left to the main street, you have to pass through such a shabby alley.

The Ministry of Justice protected the scene very well. The whole alley was sealed off and no outsiders were allowed to approach. It seems that the Minister of Justice did not ignore the things he left for them before leaving the Ministry of Justice.

The scene now only left a pool of blood, and there was nothing worth seeing.

Tang Ning looked around. After leaving the alley, he would reach the main street. At dawn after the Lantern Festival, there were not many pedestrians on the street, but there were still some. If the murderer was careful enough, he would never leave the main street in a swagger after killing someone.

Tang Ning walked to the depths of the alley. There was a high wall in front of him. There was no way forward.

He thought about it, jumped up, and used the wall to gain leverage a few times. He easily climbed up the wall.

This set of movements was smooth and flowing. Xiao Jue was stunned from below and couldn't help saying, "You can climb such a high wall. Are you a thief?"

Tang Ning's eyes swept across the wall. When his eyes moved to a certain place, his eyes fixed.

Two handprints were clearly visible on the wall not far in front of him.

He looked down at Xiao Jue and said, "Have someone bring paper and pen."

Outside this wall is a wasteland. Apart from himself, no one should be idle enough to climb over the wall at the end of this alley. And judging from the traces of the handprint, it should have been left not long ago.

Tang Ning carefully copied the handprint on the wall and then jumped down.

Although this thing is not as useful as fingerprints, it also has a high reference value.

Xiao Jue looked at the handprint on the paper, then looked up at the wall and said in surprise: "Such a high wall can be climbed over, it seems that the person who killed Tang Jing is indeed a master..."

As he spoke, he looked at Tang Ning again and asked, "When did your martial arts become so good?"

Tang Ning waved his hand and said, "I just happen to be good at climbing walls."

People who practice martial arts have their own strengths. Some are good at boxing, some are good at kicking, some are strong in swordsmanship, and some are good at light work. Tang Ning is not very outstanding in other aspects. When it comes to climbing walls, he really has never been defeated by anyone except Tang Yaoyao.