Jiaohua

Chapter 1017 A Corpse (Part [-])

A quarter of an hour later, the carriages of the students Dong Yanjiang had mentioned stopped in the thunderstorm.

Today's spring rain came quickly, and the teahouses, restaurants, and inns near Lianfeng College were crowded with people, and some people even ran to occupy the shops that were not closed.

As soon as someone from Lianfeng Academy came out, the brave ones immediately opened their umbrellas and rushed out.

Now, this poorly stopped carriage caused a burst of uneasy indignation, and everyone was cursing, and they must be called to take the lead.

In a relatively remote tea house, the door of a box was knocked lightly.

"Come in." An unisex voice came from inside the room.

The clerk opened the door and went in, looked up at the figure standing with his hands behind his back, and lowered his head to put down the tea in the tray.

Even though she was dressed in a gender-neutral manner and had a gender-neutral voice, she could still tell that she was a woman through the slender bones of her waist and shoulders.

"Guest officer," the man said in a very low voice, "the refreshment cake you wanted is gone, and the back chef asked if it could be replaced with honey bean cake."

"No need." The voice remained pitchless.

"Success, the little one will leave."

The man turned away and closed the door.

Chuzheng looked sideways at the tea on the table, not in the mood to really taste the tea.

This teahouse is called Qinglan Teahouse. Although it is far away from the gate of Lianfeng Academy, this box can see both Lianfeng Academy and Ning'an Building, which is four miles away in a straight line.

Diagonally opposite is a large lake, and Mr. Yang comes here to practice his skills every morning. There is also a morning market beside it. Lianfeng Academy drives the whole morning market to become prosperous.

Now there are people hiding from the rain everywhere, and after a full hour, the rain has finally subsided. Many people gathered under the eaves and the market, and a large number of people also came out of those teahouses and restaurants.

Chu Zheng looked at them expressionlessly, keeping his hands behind his back all the time.

Until a figure suddenly appeared in the line of sight, Chu Zheng turned his eyes to look, and thought for a moment that he had misread.

The back figure was dressed in a coarse spring shirt, and the simple and plain clothes could hardly conceal her graceful and slender figure. The back was light and fragile, with a thin waist and long legs, and the lines of the waist and buttocks were exceptionally smooth.

In the crowd, she held a bamboo umbrella and walked slowly.

But soon, Chuzheng realized that it couldn't be her.

Shu Yuezhen sent a secret letter from Hejing, telling everything about Mingtai County and Xucheng.

In the whole world, how many young girls can stir up the wind and rain in the city and escape from the siege of the mountains?

Emperor Xuan Yan didn't believe it was her, but Chu Zheng knew it was her, and it could only be her.

Therefore, unless she has wings, it is impossible for the girl to suddenly appear in Hengxiang from Xizhou thousands of miles away.

Almost at the same time, several men standing at the window in the tall building of Peifu Inn next door also saw this figure from behind.

Wang Fengnian knew clearly that this could not be the big boss, but his eyes were still puzzled.

"That person looks like Miss Ali." Xu Yinjun beside Wang Fengnian said in surprise.

Xu Yinjun is Xia Zhaoyi's letter, transferred from Youzhou to replace Kang Jian as the connector in charge of Hengxiang's secret line.

He used to be the chief manager of the shipbuilding workshop in Weiping Mansion. Later, Weiping Mansion was flooded, and he became one of thousands of vagrants until he was taken in by Xia Zhaoyi near Qingxiang Village. After learning about his past business Afterwards, Xia Zhaoyi directly promoted him to be the leader of a road-building team.

These days, almost all letters, spies, and hidden reports are handled by him.

Wenhe Building said that Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Qu contributed 50.00% of the capital, but in fact the remaining half was allocated by Wang Fengnian and built by Mr. Xu Yinjun.

In order to go to the world to discuss learning, in addition to Wenhe Building, Xu Yinjun also built Quhe Garden and Tongwen Pavilion based on several transcripts left by Mr. Qi.

Although he is the one who is building it, all the bright spots belong to Lianfeng Academy.

Today is the day when Xu Yinjun finally relaxes.

The heavy rain became lighter, and the light rain gradually slowed down. This figure disappeared from their eyes.

Wang Fengnian thought for a while, and recruited a personal attendant by his side.

The tall man stepped forward, and Wang Fengnian asked him to find someone to follow the commoner girl who passed by just now.

"Director Wang," Xu Yinjun said, "Why do you want to deal with her?"

"It's not to deal with it," Wang Fengnian looked out the window, "but to find out her background and keep a well-know mind, so as to prevent evil spirits from using her to deal with us in the future."

Xu Yinjun admired: "Boss Wang is thoughtful."

Wang Fengnian smiled faintly: "Prevent danger before it happens."

The voice fell, and there was a light knock on the door outside.

The relatives near the door opened the door, and an old man dressed like a vegetable farmer walked in quickly.

Looking at Xu Yinjun's face, the old farmer paused, wondering if he should say the following words.

"What are you talking about," Wang Fengnian said, "This is sent by the big boss."

After finishing speaking, I briefly introduced Xu Yinjun.

After hearing this, the old farmer immediately bowed respectfully, and then said to them: "Last night, a dead body was found in Nanwupi. It was badly decomposed. It was washed down from the mountain by the spring rain. I found this on the Internet, so I hid the body immediately, and did not let others know."

As he spoke, the old farmer took out a small cloth bag from the small bamboo basket he carried with him.

Inside the cloth bag is a silver cup, which is smaller than ordinary cups, round and smooth, with a slightly wider mouth, with mixed patterns on it, but orderly in chaos, like peonies wrapped around branches, and like golden osmanthus hanging on the moon, the ordinary cups are extremely beautiful. Such a style is rare, to be precise, it has been rare for a hundred years, as if it belonged to the previous dynasty.

Wang Fengnian picked it up with silk cloth and looked at it carefully.

"There was a coffin where he was found," said the old farmer. "He fell out of the coffin. At first we thought this cup was his funeral object, but we found that he was wearing night clothes."

Xu Yinjun said beside him, "Tomb robber?"

"The corpse has been soaked in rainwater for a long time, and it is severely decomposed. His facial features cannot be distinguished, but the wounds on his body are smooth and neat. By the way, I almost forgot to mention that his shoes are official Li Gan's boots." The old farmer said.

The word Li Gan changed Wang Fengnian's and Xu Yinjun's expressions.

Others don't matter, they must keep these two words in mind.

After thinking for a while, Wang Fengnian said: "Miss Zhao knows some trustworthy foremen, so I will send someone to Ning'an Building, Daheng."

"Director Wang." A personal attendant stepped forward immediately.

"Go quickly to prepare the carriage. The inside of the carriage is covered with a black cloth. When you go to pick up this job, you will follow the whole process. Afterwards, don't want this job to involve too much. In addition to money, you have to threaten the author and other people. Don't dare to talk too much."

"Yes!" Followed the order.

Wang Fengnian looked at the old farmer: "Go and rest first, and lead them the way later, and after Wu Zuo finds out the cause of death, the body should be buried shallow first, and you must remember where it was buried."

"Yes!" The old farmer replied.

(End of this chapter)