Marquis Pingliang is over fifty years old. Although his temples are a little gray, he is strong and has no sign of old age. Now Marquis Pingliang is sitting in the front hall accompanied by the housekeeper. He holds his forehead with his single hand, his eyes full of hostility.

"Mr. Marquis, the government office, the Ministry of Justice and the Jinyiwei are already investigating. I think they will bring the criminals to justice." The old housekeeper said.

The Marquis of Pingliang looked up slightly, but there was no trace of sadness on his face. He said as if mockingly, "The government office and the Ministry of Justice are just acting. They dare not trespass on this muddy water for the murders of our noble families. As for the Jinyiwei? Haha,

Apart from randomly listing crimes, they have no ability. Even if they catch the murderer, it may not be true. It may be said that it makes people beat him up."

As he was talking here, Zhang Lu had already entered the front hall under Fu Rang's leadership.

When they saw the Marquis of Pingliang, the two juniors naturally took the lead in ceremonies, and then said a lot of words that people cannot be resurrected by death, and they are not painful or itchy when they are sad. It feels like the same, so Zhang Lu asked directly: "Boy asked with a wise heart."

Previous sentence, I wonder what kind of hatred does the Marquis have with others?"

The Marquis of Pingliang frowned slightly and said, "You juniors come to mourn your deceased wife. I appreciate this feeling. As for the case, there are various yamen to investigate it, so you juniors won't bother you."

Zhang Lu reached out and took out the waist tag of the Jinyiwei in his arms, and then said, "I'm going to hide it from the Marquis, I am also a member of the Jinyiwei. This time, Lord Jiang Yan and Jiang asked the boy to come here."

The Marquis of Pingliang really didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be valued by Jiang Yan, "I underestimated you, a junior. I killed countless people in my life. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is full of enemies. I am just Yunnan.

I don’t know how many natives are beheaded. After all the battles of all sizes and small life, there are countless people who hate me. Moreover, I am honest and never beat around the bush, and I might have offended other colleagues inadvertently."

Zhang Lu continued to ask: "Are there any suspicious people around the Marquis' Mansion recently?"

The Marquis of Pingliang did not answer, but raised his hand and said, "I am a little tired, you guys go down..."

Zhang Lu wanted to ask again, but he was pulled out by Fu Rang beside him.

Because Zhang Lu was assigned by Jiang Yan, the Marquis of Pingliang answered the first question, which was to give Jiang Yan face.

It is precisely because Zhang Lu was assigned by Jiang Yan that the Marquis of Pingliang was unwilling to give more answers. Who in the circle of nobles knew that Jiang Yan was an old critic? It would be better not to have too many intersections from the people he assigned.

When Zhang Lu and Fu Rang left the front hall, Pingliang Hou called the housekeeper next to him and asked in a low voice: "Is the boy who hasn't spoken around the side of Fu Youde's family?"

The old housekeeper welcomed and saw him off on weekdays, and he had long kept all the nobles of Yingtian Mansion in his mind, "He is the third son of Duke Ying Guo's mansion."

Duke Ying Guo is the title of Fu Youde, and this is what people call him.

Pingliang Hou nodded: "I think of a way to blame Fu Youde's son for his wife's death."

The old housekeeper was shocked and hurriedly said, "Marquis, if this is true, the real murderer will probably be spared. If the real murderer is not captured, the Marquis may be in danger."

The Marquis of Pingliang said, "Just add more guards in the courtyard. If Fu Youde can be pulled into the water, my safety is nothing."

"But..." The old housekeeper's face was full of worry.

The Marquis of Pingliang said, "My wife is so spoiled. She has done a lot of things that harm the world and is worthy of death. I am the same..."

Speaking of this, the Marquis of Pingliang sighed and continued unwillingly: "I used Your Majesty to conquer the world and put my life aside. If I am peaceful today, Your Majesty can no longer tolerate these honors, and the honors who were implicated by Hu Weiyong at the time.

Is it expensive? It seems peaceful now, but Your Majesty's knife never has the intention to return to the sheath. For the prosperity of our family, our family has indeed done uncommon business. If the wife dies, she will die.

, let the Jinyiwei find out some unclean things, I am afraid that our whole family will lose their lives. Pulling Fu Youde into the water can be regarded as handing the knife to His Majesty. It is just right that our Majesty will use the knife. It would be fine if the knife does not move.

If it moves, maybe Your Majesty will let us go because of the credit for handing over the knife. Our Majesty is very clear."

The old housekeeper answered and asked, "What if His Majesty didn't mean to let our family go?"

Marquis Pingliang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Fu Youde has more credit than me and his title is higher than me, so let him and His Majesty go and let His Majesty go and let His Majesty go. If he is defeated and cannot let His Majesty take his sword, then we will be ready to kill him."

The old housekeeper knew that this was related to life and death, and immediately agreed: "Don't worry, Marquis, I will definitely bring Fu Youde's son in today."

Marquis Pingliang closed his eyes and nodded silently.

...

Zhang Lu was pulled out by Fu Rang, and he was a little puzzled: "Brother Fu, why are you pulling me? I haven't finished asking yet."

Fu Rang shook his head slightly, but did not explain much. Instead, he said hello to make it easier for Zhang Lu to separate and wander around the Hou's Mansion alone. After all, the relationship between the two is not very close. Can you tell you that all our nobles hate Jiang Yan?

That old yin critic?

Zhang Lu looked inexplicably strange.

When Zhang Lu returned to the front yard, it was already crowded.

He came to Gao Haiyong, and the school next to him came forward and said, "In addition to the Marquis of Pingliang, there are also maids guarding the foyer in the hall. The rest of the people have gathered here, and they have already asked, but have not asked.

The saying that the evil ghosts come out of the mouth comes from whom. It is basically what Zhang San told Li Si, Li Si told Wang Wu, and Wang Wu told Zhang San again."

Zhang Lu nodded. He had already expected this result. It was basically impossible for the people of the Pingliang Marquis' Mansion to find out the source if they were too quarrels.

However, Zhang Lu saw a very abrupt man in the crowd. It was not that the man was very tall, but that everyone around him was a distance from the man. As for the reason, the man was pulling a rope in his hand and there were five around him.

A big dog.

Zhang Lu walked over with interest, first glanced at the big dog, then asked the man holding the dog leash: "You are all the dogs in the Marquis of Pingliang's Mansion?"

The man bowed slightly and said, "If you go back to the official, the dogs in the mansion will be fed and trained."

Zhang Lu nodded, "This dog looks quite a bit small."

The man said, "Although these dogs look fierce, they are actually very obedient and will not hurt people easily."

Zhang Lu took two steps forward and saw that the dogs did not react much, but stayed beside the man obediently.

Zhang Lu likes dogs very much, and he is brave enough to touch a few big dogs.

The five big dogs have different breeds, but they have one thing in common, that is, the dog's fur is a bit trendy.

Recalling the judgment of the coroner, if the wound of the wife of Pingliang Marquis was really bitten by a wild beast, then the big dog in the house would be very suspicious, and the big dog would inevitably be stained with blood. The best way is of course to clean it. Now

It is summer, the weather is stuffy and humid, and the hair on the big dog is long and full, so it will naturally feel damp.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, Zhang Lu did not speak out, but slowly stood up and asked the man: "What's your name?"

The man bowed again, "The little one is Sun Ping."

Zhang Lu said: "You put all these big dogs back into the kennel, and then come back. Remember to tie these big dogs to death."

Sun Ping frowned, but still did what Zhang Lu said.


Chapter completed!