Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() "What kind of trouble is this?" Bai Sheng suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Bai Sheng is not only from Chao Gai, but also from Song Jiang.

Being arranged by Chao Gai to monitor Hua Rong, according to Bai Sheng's estimation, it was just a formality, and he didn't expect to see such a thing in the early morning.

Bai Sheng could vaguely recognize the leading man as Wu Song, Ximen Qing's second brother.

And that young woman is Ximen Qing's concubine named Xue'er.

Of course, the iconic hunchback of Scarface Tiger Liu Tuozi could not escape Bai Sheng's eyes.

Inside the coffin is the boy who died yesterday?Why did this group of people carry the coffin and break down the door of Hua's house early in the morning?

"Both of you, notify Chief Song and the military division separately immediately." Bai Sheng ordered in a low voice: "Others, don't act rashly! Don't forget that our mission is to monitor!"

A soldier asked in a low voice, "What about Chao Tianwang?"

"Let's talk about it later. It's better not to inform the big boss about this kind of thing." Bai Sheng frowned and said, "I don't know why Ximen's family thinks that the murderer is Xiao Li Guanghuarong. It's better not to kill anyone."

The two soldiers separated and left quietly, and the attention of the others immediately focused on the strange coffin-carrying team.

The shining simple knives are not just a joke.

Bai Sheng rubbed his head, not knowing whether it was because he was lying on the ground or for other reasons, he felt an inexplicable chill, and curled up into a ball.

Even if the blood flowed into rivers, Bai Sheng didn't plan to stand out.

This kind of matter should be left to Song Jiang and Wu Yong to deal with them, and a small role like myself should just obediently watch the show from the sidelines.

To be honest, Ximen Qing didn't expect the journey to be so smooth, and there was not even a single shadow of him.

Even though it was the last moment of the hour, those who should wake up had already woken up.

This power is mainly used to prevent obstacles encountered along the way, not to kill people.

So facing the servant of Hua Rong's family, Ximen Qing lowered his hat: "Where's your master?"

The big commotion just now was indeed a bit of a knock on the mountain.

Being smashed into the door with pure violence, as long as it is still a person, it is unbearable.

If Hua Rong is really in the mansion, there is a high probability that he will rush out now.

But apart from a few servants, Ximen Qing didn't see Hua Rong.

In other words, Huarong wanted to hide on purpose, or there was no way to come out.

To Ximen Qing's surprise, the young servant said angrily: "You don't know what to do! You smashed the door while the master fell ill! Wait until I find the master's brother-in-law, you will see me!"

After finishing speaking, those little servants parted ways and ran out to call for help.

"Fell ill?" Ximen Qing touched Lei Gongshi and coughed.

Liu Tuozi understood, and with a whistle, the thirty guards dispersed and immediately blocked the way.

The servants of Huarong's family usually show their fists and embroidered their legs, but how can they beat the blood-blowing soldiers with simple knives?

But in the blink of an eye, those boys were scared to death when they were pressed against their shoulders by the shining simple knife.

The bold words just now disappeared without a trace.

Wu Song ordered the soldiers to close the two broken gates again and guard them.

"Don't let anyone go!"

Xueer was also a little suspicious, walked to Ximen Qing's side and asked quietly: "Master, you see this thing is a bit strange, there is no sign of Hua Rong after making such a big commotion, could it be that he ran away?"

Ximen Qing shook his head slightly and said: "With Song Jiang as the backstage, it's not time to run away. Is it true that Hua Rong is too sick to get out of bed as that boy said?"

"There must be something strange about it." Wu Song listened to it, turned around and brought a servant over and asked, "Tell me, why did Hua Rong suddenly fall ill?"

The boy was lifted by the neck by Wu Song, thinking that he was going to kill him, his legs were so frightened that his legs were weak: "Man, my master passed out at the door after coming back from outside yesterday. The master's righteous brother and the military adviser came to see him several times."

"What are the symptoms?" Ximen Qing asked insincerely.

The young man thought for a while and said, "Master said he had a severe headache, but nothing else, just a black and blue face, so it's scary!"

After hearing this, Ximen Qing waved his hand and asked Wu Song to throw the boy aside, then he pulled Wu Song and said, "Second brother, it sounds like Hua Rong has been poisoned!"

"Poisoned?" Wu Song was a little puzzled: "How can a good person be poisoned? Didn't they ambush us in the gazebo yesterday? It seemed normal at that time."

"Let's go! Take a look!" Ximen Qing stomped his feet and said, "I don't understand what I've explained, but I'll know when I read it. It's just that Huarong's poison is not good."

Xue'er knew the house where Hua Rong lived, and immediately led Wu Song and Ximen Qing there.

Tang Long and Liu Tuozi took soldiers to stay and guard the boys, keeping vigilant.

The door was also closed, but not fastened from the inside.

Even though Huarong was poisoned and couldn't get out of bed most of the time, Ximen Qing carefully pulled Xue'er to the side, told Wu Song to step forward carefully, and gently opened the door.

There was no movement inside.

Ximen Qing, Wu Song, and Xue'er walked in quietly, and saw that the candles on the table had already burned to the end, and there was an indescribable smell in the air in the room.

Ximen Qing sniffed it twice, and it seemed to be the smell of candles, but it was mixed with a somewhat sweet smell. Ximen Qing thought he knew the smell of some common poisons, but this was the first time he encountered this smell.

Seeing Ximenqing's puzzled look, Wu Song shook his head and said, "It's nothing like that kind of fragrance."

Out of caution, Ximen Qing still opened the door wide, and the three of them walked inside. The curtain in front of the bed was hanging down, and through the curtain, it seemed that there was a faint person lying on the bed inside.

Wu Song drew the steel knife in his hand, and gently lifted the curtain.

The strange smell in the tent intensified.

A large quilt covered the bed from the head to the end of the bed, and it was bulging inside, obviously something was there.

"not good!"

Ximen Qing's heart sank suddenly, and he didn't care much, so he stepped forward and pulled the quilt away violently

"Ah" Xue'er let out a half-scream, quickly covered her mouth and turned around.

No one can keep a quilt over their head unless it is a dead person.

Under the quilt is Hua Rong, who has long since died.

His complexion was exactly as the boy said just now, the black and blue were frightening, no wonder Xue'er ran away when she saw it.

Not only black and blue, but also somewhat black.

The blood from Qiqiao was also black and almost solidified.

"Sure enough, he was poisoned." Ximen Qing frowned, lifted Hua Rong's palm, and looked at the nails carefully.

The inside of the nail is also black.

The closer it is to Hua Rong, the stronger the strange sweet smell becomes.

I didn't notice it just now when I was covered with a quilt, but once the quilt was lifted, the strong smell emanated instantly.

Huarong's body had a hard abdomen and limbs were still warm, and there was no rigor.

Based on the little knowledge Ximenqing learned before crossing, Huarong was poisoned and died before dawn.

This strange, slightly sweet smell may be the smell of poison emitted by Hua Rong's blood through his death.

For a while, Ximen Qing was not sure what kind of poison it was, but yesterday Hua Rong was still ambushing him in the gazebo, and passed out at his door, so Ximen Qing estimated that Hua Rong had been poisoned before he ambush him.

Maybe it's a chronic poison.

Ximen Qing studied western medicine before traveling, so he didn't know enough about this kind of poison. If An Daoquan was here, he might be able to understand a thing or two.

Ximen Qing suddenly remembered that the medicine arrow that Hua Rong used to shoot Chao Gai was also coated with poison. Could it be that Song Jiang and Wu Yong were the ones who poisoned Hua Rong?

Song Jiang, the black three fat, is too vicious.

"Where's Yuerong? Where's Huayuerong?" Xue'er suddenly thought that Huayuerong hadn't been seen since entering the courtyard.

Hua Rong died on the bed, so where did Hua Yuerong go?

"Xue'er, take someone to search in other rooms to see if you can find Hua Yuerong." Ximen Qing thought for a while and said, "The drug in Hua Rong seems to be a slow-acting poison that didn't kick in until yesterday. Come on. If it wasn't for the sudden death, Huarong might have told Huayuerong something."

Xue Er hurriedly went out to look for Hua Yuerong, and Wu Song also thought it was true: "I didn't expect Song Jiang to act so viciously. Hua Rong is his brother-in-law! I think back then when I was drinking with Song Jiang at Chai Daguan Renzhuang I didn't see his true colors!"

"If one of them deliberately conceals people's hearts, it will be difficult for the other to see through." Ximen Qing seemed to have remembered something, and sighed slightly.

"But why didn't Song Jiang save his sworn brother?" Wu Song then shook his head and said, "If it's really chronic poison, Song Jiang or Wu Yong must have the antidote in their hands. Just now the boy said that the two of them were here last night! "

Ximen Qing thought for a while and said, "Because Hua Rong has already been exposed. Yesterday, in a hurry, I yelled Hua Rong's name out loud. It is impossible for him not to hear."

"Hua Rong definitely didn't expect that when he told Song Jiang about this, Song Jiang had already made a decision."

Listening to Ximen Qing's analysis, Wu Song said in horror, "That fellow Song Jiang wants to silence him!"

"Since he poisoned Hua Rong, he has thought of this." Ximen Qing nodded and said, "But it seems that it is not entirely because he is afraid that Hua Rong's identity will be exposed. What worries Hua Rong is his sister Hua Yuerong's marriage. From this point of view, I'm afraid Song Jiang wants to control Huarong with more means."

"If it wasn't for the loud shout yesterday, Hua Rong might not have died. But Xiao Tianqing was shot to death by Hua Rong himself, so no matter what, Hua Rong's life was originally intended to repay Xiao Tianqing."

Ximen Qing said calmly, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over, and covered Huarong's body again: "After Huarong's death, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to catch Song Jiang's criminal evidence."

"What evidence is needed at this time, just kill them and take the heads of Song Jiang and Wu Yong!" Wu Song's casserole-sized fists squeaked: "The two steel knives in my hand have not been drunk for several days. Human blood is almost rusting!"

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

Chapter 170 Chronic Poison:

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