Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 1143 This Is Not My Father

Is it buried there?
A layer of water mist quickly formed in He Miao's eyes, she sniffled, and quickly found a hoe to dig quickly.

"What are you doing?" Gu Zhou stopped her.

He Miao turned her head and looked at him seriously: "If you live, you must see people, if you die, you must see corpses."

Gu Zhou said anxiously: "People will find traces."

He Miao looked up at the sky: "I counted, there must be heavy rain in the second half of the night."

Gu Zhou was speechless, but seeing the halo of the moon, the croaking of frogs, and the low flying insects, it was indeed a sign that it was going to rain, so he also took a hoe and dug away.

The soil was not compact, and they quickly dug up several incomplete skeletons, one of which was that of an adult man with severed limbs and a broken arrow in his skull; there were also a few fragments of baby bones. Broken, the head was split in two, it was horrible.

He Miao squatted on the ground, staring at the two corpses in silence.

"He Miao..." Gu Zhou licked his lips, trying to comfort her, but he didn't know where to start, all the words seemed too weak at this moment.

He Miao took off his outer shirt, picked up the two bones and put them in, wrapped them into a huge burden, lifted them up, and said lightly: "Please fill it back with soil."

Gu Zhou frowned: "You want to take them away?"

"Yeah, I'm still not sure if it's them or not. This place is dark and inconvenient. I have to find a place to piece things together to determine the truth."

He Miao asked naturally: "Where is your lair?"

Gu Zhou was a little reluctant: "Don't you have a stronghold and manpower?"

He Miao said: "Yes, but they are not like you who specialize in eating this bowl of rice. If I don't ask you, who will I look for? You got the idea from your superiors and asked to investigate this matter, right?"

"Okay." Gu Zhou pouted, pouted his buttocks to backfill the soil, stepped on a few more feet, put away the hoe, and walked ahead to scout the way for the seedlings.

The two carefully walked through the dark alleys of Rongjing, and almost ran into patrolling soldiers several times, without any danger.

Just entered a private house, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and the pouring rain came in an instant.

"It was really guessed by you, I will call you He Banxian in the future." Gu Zhou felt that the atmosphere was too stagnant, so he deliberately adjusted it with a smile.

He Miao pulled up the corners of her lips, smiling subtly.

Black cloth was used to cover the doors and windows, white cloth was laid on the ground, lamps and candles were lit, bones were taken out, and the assembly began.

A strong rancid smell came to the nostrils, and several Li country scouts who lived here frowned. They each used jujubes to stuff their nostrils, looking for spices to avoid the smell of corpses.

He Miao composed the bones calmly, closed her eyes and traced and recalled the voice and smile of He Maoyi, and finally the face overlapped with the bones in front of her, and the slightly raised corners of her lips became the mouth in front of her that was opened wide in pain.

She closed her eyes, stroked the skeleton patiently and carefully, then took a ruler to measure the length and width of the bones, and then calculated the height of the deceased.

Finally shaking his head, he said firmly, "This is not my father."

Gu Zhou was overjoyed: "Really? Are you sure?"

He Miao stared at him, very sure: "Yes, I'm sure."

She is the first-born daughter of her parents, and she has enjoyed great love since she was a child. He Yiyi often carried her on his shoulders and held her in his arms. , but also to find him.

For a while, she had to hold his face to fall asleep.

She has touched his face all over since she was a child, and she knows everything about his face.

The person who died was not her father, she was sure.

Gu Zhou and his subordinates looked at each other, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes. It was an unexpected joy that the Marquis of Min was not dead, and if he passed it back to the country, the country would be very happy.

He Miao stared at the poor little baby for a long time.

She wasn't sure if it was an ear of rice or not.

The only thing that is certain is that this is a baby girl who is about the same age as the ears of rice.

She had an intuition in her heart that if this person was not He Suoyi, then this baby would not be a rice ear.

It was stormy outside the window, but it was dawn.

Gu Zhou reminded her anxiously: "It's almost dawn, Qilang will look for me, we should go back. We have to take a bath and fumigate with vinegar."

The smell of dead bodies is the most contagious, it gets into the hair and skin, and it can't be washed off no matter how much you wash it, so he never touches it.

He Miao said indifferently: "You go back first, anyway, no one is looking for me, so I will leave later."

Gu Zhou thought it was the same, so he hurried back. After all, it was hard for him to get along with Cheng Qilang's most trusted person. It would be much easier to inquire about the news in the future.

He Miao asked the others to go out as well, and packed up the two sets of bones by herself. She planned to bury them back while the rain was still heavy.

It was the darkest before dawn, and she was walking alone in the heavy rain with a huge burden, and her thin back seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time.

Liang Jun quietly appeared beside her, and stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

He Miao shook her head: "If you get this smell, it's not easy to hide anymore, we each perform our duties."

Seeing her insistence, Mr. Liang had no choice but to let her go.

When you arrive at the destination, you can easily dig out the soil and fill it in, step on it firmly, cover up the traces, and leave.

At dawn, the rain finally lightened a little.

Ban Xia anxiously pushed open the window, looking at the gloomy sky, always feeling a little uneasy.

The drenched seedlings appeared in front of the window, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Banxia, ​​prepare fragrant soup for me to bathe immediately, I want to go back."

Ban Xia smelled her body, before she had time to ask, she hurriedly said: "Come in!"

When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, a carriage stopped at the intersection near Baihuatai.

Wei Zizhao, who was supposed to be on the road leading to the front, was carried out of the car.

The gatekeeper greeted him with a nod and bowed his head: "Why is Your Highness here?"

Wei Zizhao ignored him and ordered the axe: "Go inside."

She went straight to the biggest lingering flower beside the Baihuatai, stared at it for a while, and asked coldly, "Who has been here?"

The gatekeeper was inexplicably shocked: "No, the little one has been guarding here..."

Wei Zizhao raised his hand, and the guard behind him pushed away the gatekeeper, stepped forward to check, and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, this place has just been dug up, and the bones buried underneath have been moved."

Wei Zizhao sneered, pointed at the doorman and said, "Kill him to death, and let these idiots who only eat and get money and don't work see what will happen to being lazy and slippery!"

Before the janitor had time to beg for mercy, he was gagged and dragged out.

Wei Zizhao said: "The people who can be found here must be people who are familiar with the situation in my mansion. Go back and investigate thoroughly!"

Gu Zhou soaked in the fragrant soup for a long time, and carefully scrubbed his fingers, hair, etc., but still felt that his body smelled bad.

The little boy kept urging him: "Qilang asked where you have been. Hurry up, hurry up."

"Here we come." Gu Zhou remembered that Qilang had a very good spice, which might be used to cover up one or two things.

Before they put on their clothes, they heard a commotion outside: "Everyone, come out!"

(End of this chapter)