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Chapter 44

Qin Bosheng left Galu's house with Fan Yuan, and asked several carpenters in succession.

He gradually understood that Fan Yuan was indeed tracking down the Song people, and I am afraid that Ga Lu was not killed by the Zhang family.

"In that case, let me know when you have results."

Qin Bosheng raised his head reservedly, squinted at Fan Yuan, and said with a sneer: "Also, hurry up, don't let the nobleman wait impatiently."

Although he was only a Mongolian interpreter, when he was beside China, he bowed his back and had a flattering face, but now he showed an air of superiority.

The eyebrows were raised slightly, as if the appearance of Fan Yuan's ugly face in front of him was an offense to him.

"Hey, are you not watching us?" Fan Yuan asked with a smile.

Qin Bosheng turned sideways, tidied his sleeves slowly, and said flatly, "I don't have time to waste time with you bastards."

After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes, and saw a woman walking by with a laundry tub on her shoulders on the long street, her waist was swaying, and she was quite charming.

Qin Bosheng couldn't help but follow her to see where she lived, thinking it would be another small contribution to tell China to grab her.

Before he stepped up, Fan Yuan pressed his shoulder.

"Qin Tongyi, walk slowly." Fan Yuan smiled and said, "Why don't we have lunch together?"

"Want to curry favor with me? Heh, catch the murderer earlier, and then persuade your master to marry his daughter to a nobleman... You idiot."

Qin Bosheng managed to break free, patted his shoulder in disgust, and turned his head again, but the woman was nowhere to be seen.

He glared at Fan Yuan again, stomped his feet, turned around and left.

The smirk in Fan Yuan's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by disdainful eyes, he blew his nose and threw it out, wiped his hand on the wall beside the street, and said in distaste: "Smelly snot, it's disgusting."

Ding Quan followed Qin Bosheng's back with his eyes, and cursed bitterly.

"Bah, traitor..."

"Let's go."

Fan Yuan had only taken a few steps, then stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at the direction Qin Bosheng was walking in, and murmured: "Because of the stinky snot, I didn't expect it just now... Hurry up! Go two people and follow him." !"

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At the same time, Qin Bosheng turned into an alley.

A figure happened to come over from the alley beside him.

"Hey."

Qin Bosheng heard someone calling him, thinking which dog hozen is so rude, turned his head to look.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and he only felt a pain in his head.

Blood gushed out.

His eyes were all bright red, Qin Bosheng looked, and in the blood light, he saw a young man holding an axe, and smashed it down fiercely again!

……

Twice.

Li Xia moved very quickly, before Qin Bosheng could yell out, the ax had already slammed twice.

Seeing that Qin Bosheng had died with a bloody head, Li Xia whispered to himself.

"Follow the nobleman, and you will be blessed in the future."

The ax was thrown on Qin Bosheng's body with a soft, dull sound.

Li Xia leaned against the wall and saw two guards of the Zhang family walking towards them.

He looked at the blood on his hands, and then scanned his surroundings.

It seems that it is not good to run away.

So Li Xia calmly walked towards them with his hands behind his back. Halfway through, he turned into another alley and suddenly fell to the ground and shouted.

"Hey, you, you knocked me down..."

Soon, two guards rushed up.

"what happened?"

"That man is so arrogant. He chased a little lady and didn't apologize for knocking me down. My hands are bleeding from grinding..."

"Where did he go?"

"there……"

The two quickly caught up and searched along the alley for a while, but Qin Bosheng was still nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the quiet alley.

"Dead! Dead!"

The two rushed over to have a look, and saw that the one lying in the pool of blood was not Qin Bosheng?
At this moment, I came back to my senses, and followed the road just now to find it, and the white-clothed boy who fell on the ground had already disappeared completely...

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"Ha, little hozen."

Fan Yuan shook his head and murmured: "It's a step too late, it seems that we have to catch this kid first no matter what."

Ding Quandao: "Then Yingzhou?"

"I can't go to Yingzhou anymore. Please goro send someone to go. If I don't find out the matter, China will not let it go. I'm afraid Goro will have to explain this matter to Eri Dunbari himself, otherwise You can’t tell a fool like China.”

"I want to ask, is it possible that this group of Song people will not go to Yingzhou because of their meticulous work? That's Qiao Ju's wild guess, just because they went to Yingzhou's official way." Ding Quan said: "Look, Dali When Yu Nian assassinated Wuliang Hetai, he pretended to be us. Yang Shen assassinated the Mongols, and he also set the blame on us...then maybe they came after the commander?"

Fan Yuan pondered, and said slowly: "In this situation, Your Majesty is under the suspicion of the Han court. If the people of Song want to take the opportunity to turn back... Hee, do the people of Song have the means and vision?"

Before Ding Quan could answer, Fan Yuan continued self-consciously: "No, no. Even we have just learned the news. Those people in the south are trash, it is impossible to seize this opportunity so keenly, no Maybe drop."

Ding Quan nodded, and said: "Even if it was a mistake, the people of Song Dynasty can't let the Song people work carefully to provoke the relationship between us and Dalu Huachi."

"I know." Fan Yuan said: "The little hozen is trying to kill him again and again, making him more important than the remnants of Dali, forcing us to catch him."

"Damn."

"You take that ax and go find clues with that little woodcarving." Fan Yuan said, "I'll go see Wulang first, and seal off Bozhou... Hehe, since this little monkey insists on me playing with him, I'll just play with him." Play with him..."

Fan Yuan went back to Zhang's mansion and met Zhang Wulang to report the matter.

When he came out again, he saw a child looking around in the yard. It was Zhang Twelve Lang and Zhang Hongyi.

"Fan experienced, come here."

Fan Yuan went over again and again, saluted and said, "I've seen Twelve Lang."

Zhang Hongyi is ten years old this year, and he looks quite well-behaved, but he already has a little demeanor in front of his retainers, so he asked, "Didn't China kill Qiao Ju?"

"How does Twelve Lang know?"

"I'm asking you, okay, is this matter Fan Jing is investigating?"

"Yes, the villain is checking."

Zhang Hongyi rolled his eyes and said, "Tell me about it..."

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Half an hour later, Zhang Hongyi approached his elder sister Zhang Wenwan obsequiously, and said, "Second sister, I found out."

Zhang Wenwan raised her head and said proudly, "Then you come with me, we will talk to the elder sister."

"Second sister, where's the money?"

"You bastard." Zhang Wenwan raised her hand and slapped her younger brother on the forehead, but took out a jade pendant and handed it over, "What do you want so much money for?"

"Save, brother eleven was sent to Hanting as a hostage. If he is gone there, can't he send me there again? I'll save some money, it will definitely be useful in the future."

"Bah, bah, bah, you talk nonsense all day long at such a young age, how could Brother Eleven be gone? Also, with my old lady protecting you, who dares to send you as a proton?!"

Zhang Hongyi just smiled foolishly and didn't speak.

He followed Zhang Wenwan like a dog's leg, and when he arrived at the pavilion, he saw his eldest sister Zhang Wenjing sitting there.

"Elder Sister, Little Twelve, go and find out!" Zhang Wenwan bluffed, "Come on, tell me quickly."

Zhang Hongyi did not rush, first took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhang Wenjing with a flattering smile.

"Sister, you read this poem first. Fan Ching said that the murderer is the person who wrote this poem. His name is Yang Shen, and his character is Yongxiu. But it is a pseudonym. It will take a long time to talk about it. People are also fierce, and they have killed many people one after another in the past two days. Let me start from the beginning, this is what happened..."

Zhang Wenjing sat there dignifiedly, the wind blew the broken hair on her temples, and she stretched out her hand to stroke it, feeling a little dazed in her heart.

Speaking of which...Qiao Ju died. As a fiancée, she was a little bit sad, but it was not much.

From childhood to adulthood, I have met each other a few times, and that's all.

Knowing the news of the other party's death, it feels like a friend who has met several times is gone, which makes people feel a little embarrassed.

In addition, more emotions are still worrying, as father and brother said, if you don't want to marry China, you should have someone who can marry.After choosing and choosing, Qiao Jianzhang was indeed the most suitable candidate.

As for how he died, whether China killed him, I also want to know...

With such a mood, Zhang Wenjing took the note and opened it casually.

What came into view was the song "Linjiang Immortal". This word was copied by Fan Yuan. Fan Yuan's handwriting is very good, but at this moment it seems that it is not suitable for this word...

(End of this chapter)