[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 87

Yan Zhengyi died at the place where he stayed in Yingtian.

He died in his sleep, soundlessly, but suffered little because of it.

It's just a dream.

His death was discovered very quickly, because people sleep less and less in old age, so he would get up very early every day to practice swords, but eat very early every day.

Someone will bring his meal to the room.

The servant has long been used to delivering meals for Yan Zhengyi every day at dawn, and the bed has been cleaned when he waits for him on weekdays, and Daxia Yan will wait for him while gesturing on the chess record.

But today, when he entered into Yan Daxia's room with a plate, he realized that Yan Daxia hadn't gotten up.

Yan Zhengyi once told the boy politely that if he snoozes one day and waits until he enters the room but he doesn't get up, he will wake him up directly.

The boy was also an honest person, so he put the food on the table and ran to Yan Zhengyi's bedside, shouting "Hero Yan" and "Hero Yan".

I still couldn't wake up, so I could only push it with my hands.

The problem was discovered as soon as he got started, Yan Zhengyi's body was more than half cold.

The servant of the yamen is the servant of the yamen, even if he finds out that such a hero is dead, he is calm, exits the room calmly, and then shouts at the top of his voice as if frightened: "Dead man——"

It turned out that he was not calm, but was too scared to speak.

Now those who can live in the yamen, apart from the arresters who are willing to stay, are the first batch of voluntary arresters, because the accommodation conditions in the Jianghu Yamen are far better than those of the hotels outside, and they don’t need money. Here, that is to say, nine out of ten people who live here are martial arts practitioners with sharp eyes and ears.

The boy's voice directly called everyone out of their dreams, and the one who ran to the door of Yan Zhengyi's room the fastest was the powerful headhunter.

When he sees who is dead, his mind will be full of three characters.

Bad thing!

Even if he died, it couldn't be the death of the respected old Yan!

This spiritual symbol representing chivalry is dead, and it is still dead in their yamen, which represents endless troubles.

Sure enough, when the first righteous arrester came quickly, the scene got out of control.

Most of the righteous arresters here were inspired by Yan Daxia to do things for the court. Now that the spiritual mentor who passed on this spirit to them died, they were still in the Yamen, and their eyes were red at that time.

His eyes were red because he was in pain and hatred for Yan Zhengyi's death.

He said: "Who is it? Who actually killed Hero Yan?"

He was about to fall down next to Yan Zhengyi's body.

The head catcher immediately stopped him and said, "Don't go there, let Zuo see how he died first."

The man was angry at that moment, and he spoke without restraint.

He said: "People died in the yamen, you don't know how?"

As soon as this ambiguous sentence came out, even the arrester was very annoyed, he said: "Everyone admires the character of Yan Daxia, and you are not the only one who will suffer when he dies here. We know what it is to die here. What do you mean by reason!"

The man sneered and said, "What do I mean? Could it be that his death has nothing to do with you?"

It seems that the people of the imperial court have been separated from the Jianghu people like them.

The head catcher said: "Of course it has nothing to do with us."

He couldn't help but said in a strange way: "Why don't you say it's related to you, after all, there are not many captors living here, but you Jianghu people are vying to live here, and you all want to live near Daxia Yan."

This is telling the truth, the head catcher doesn't even live with the Jianghu knights, Yan Zhengyi is only surrounded by Jianghu people.

Hearing the catcher's words, the Jianghu man was furious and said, "You!"

Before you finished your words, Wu Zuo rushed over in a hurry. Fortunately, he lived in the yamen, and when he heard the sound of the dead piercing the sky, he rushed over directly.

He knew that he could definitely be used.

He said, "Let's let go."

Directly let the two people who were arguing shut up.

Wu Zuo lifted the quilt very handsomely, looked up and down for a while and already had a plan in mind, and then opened the bag he was carrying with him, a row of silver needles gleamed coldly.

The head catcher said: "Sure enough!"

He had also seen Wu perform an autopsy, and knew that he only wanted to see if the person had been poisoned to death.

Then he turned his attention to Yan Zhengyi who had been dead for a long time. Although his body was cold, his complexion was very good, as if he was a living person.

It's no wonder that the boy came in and didn't find him dead all at once, instead it took him a long time to find out what was going on.

The gangster carefully picked out a long silver needle, and he didn't know how to do it, but he inserted it slowly from Yan Zhengyi's temple. come out.

Of course he didn't.

It is a shameful thing for people in the rivers and lakes to behave like their little daughters.

The clerk pulled out the needle after a while, and saw that the color at the bottom had not changed, only the middle part was black, and said in shock, "People are poisoned to death."

The head catcher immediately said: "What poison?"

That Zuo was very sure: "My daughter is drunk."

The head catcher said, "Daughter drunk?"

Wu Zuo said: "Not bad."

The Jianghu people interjected: "I have only heard of daughter red, but I have never heard of daughter drunk."

The assistant said disdainfully: "There is a priority in hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in art. Don't you know it's normal?"

The man was furious again, he was actually laughed at by a leader?

These days, scribbling is a cheap business, even the girls in Bada Hutong can look down on him.

But that gangster didn't care, he seemed to treat the people of the Jianghu as air, and while packing up his treasures, he said to the head catcher: "There is some reason for this poison to make my daughter drunk and my daughter red."

The head catcher said, "What?"

He said: "Daughter's drunkenness melts when it comes to wine, especially if it is mixed into daughter's red, it not only makes the wine more fragrant, but also has no peculiar smell at all."

He glanced at Yan Zhengyi again and said: "This poison has another feature, that is, it can make the dead look radiant, and after twelve hours, they still look rosy as if they were alive. I don't know how many daughters' families have suffered from this poison."

When a poison was invented, there was naturally a very vicious reason behind it. Wu Zuo happened to know how this poison was invented.

People in Jianghu said: "I have never heard of such poison in Jianghu."

He looked at Zuo Zuo's eyes, and said that it didn't matter if he was dizzy because of anger, or he was born to be very uncomfortable looking at people, anyway, as long as he said something, it was very provocative.

He said: "If this poison is real, you actually know this strange poison, could it be because you have seen it before?"

I almost want to say clearly whether you killed the person.

The head catcher almost wanted to sigh because of this person's ignorance.

Wu Zuo put his needle away, and said calmly: "Yes, I have indeed seen this kind of poison."

Hearing that, the Jianghu man was almost so excited that his nose came out of his nose, but his excitement now was not only because he seemed to have found the murderer who killed Yan Zhengyi, but more to satisfy his own despicable selfish desires.

From the moment he saw Wu Zuo, he hated this person very much, because he felt that this person looked down on him, and he didn't even take everyone seriously.

The arrogance and arrogance of the Jianghu people reappeared in his heart.

That Zuo ignored him at all and wanted to leave at that time.

How did he know that the people in the Jianghu were going to grab at the first hand, and judging by his hand, it was obvious that he had used seven points of strength. If he was grabbing an ordinary person, his hand would definitely be broken if he went down all at once.

The head catcher also saw it, and frowned tightly, but he didn't speak.

"what--"

The Jianghu man suddenly let out a shrill scream, because his finger was broken by two pinched fingers.

It is said that five fingers connect to the heart, how painful this will be.

Wu Zuo said slowly: "I see that you have wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, and you are not a good person at first glance, so did you kill Hero Yan?"

The man was in pain, and his body was covered in cold sweat, but he retorted weakly when he heard Wu Zuo's words: "It's nonsense."

Wu Zuo said: "In that case, how dare you think that I did it?"

He sneered and said, "To tell you the truth, I have seen all the poisons in the world except the strangest ones."

Obviously, although Daughter Zui is rare, it is definitely not the most peculiar one, so not only has he seen it, but he has it himself.

But these words don't need to be said to a quack with an impure heart.

Wu Zuo and Catcher passed by, and said when they left: "You can look at the jar of wine he put on the table, the taste is not quite right."

The smell in the wine jar is Nurhong.

The head catcher bowed respectfully and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

His attitude is not like treating a lowly master, but a famous Xinglin master, a hero.

When Wu Zuo left, he immediately picked up the wine jar and asked the boy, "Do you know who sent it?"

Even though the Jianghu hero was so painful that he wanted to roll on the ground, he believed Wu Zuo's words when he saw the head catcher without even checking, and said in a weak voice: "The man told you that there was something wrong with the wine jar, but you actually believed it." ?”

The head catcher looked back at him, his eyes full of sympathy.

He said, "Do you know who that Zuo is?"

The villainous Jianghu people felt that something was wrong, he said: "Who is it?"

The head catcher said: "That is the eldest disciple of Yaowanggu, Qi Lianfan."

People in the Jianghu were dumbfounded. Being in the Jianghu, how could no one have heard of Yaowanggu. Although he didn't know what kind of disciples he had, just the name of Yaowanggu could make his body tremble slightly.

He suddenly recalled the arrogant arrogance on that young man's face, and shuddered.

It was also because he was blind that he would think that such a person was just a lowly gangster.

He said: "Since he is the eldest disciple of Yaowanggu, why would he come here to be a master?"

The catcher said: "What's the matter, many people here have far bigger backgrounds than you think."

After he finished speaking, he didn't explain much, this is to let the stupid people imagine for themselves.

Sometimes there is no need for him to say anything, but people are more afraid when they scare themselves.

The boy was specially allocated to Yan Zhengyi, and he knew most of the things about Yan Zhengyi. In fact, he was almost the most likely person to poison and commit murder, because he had the most opportunities.

The boy himself knew this truth, so he was trembling all the time. When the head catcher asked him what to say, he seemed to have finally found a life-saving straw and said, "I know!"

It seemed that if he answered slowly, he would be sent to the dog's head.

The head catcher said, "Say it."

The boy said: "Hero Yan likes to drink, and he also likes to drink good wine, so the wine he drinks every day is different from the bad wine that other people drink. Hero Yan paid money to the kitchen for them to buy extra."

The head catcher nodded, these Jianghu people will be like this, if they have money, they will send some money to the kitchen and ask them to add a dish. There is nothing illegal about what Yan Zhengyi did.

The head catcher said, "So the wine passed through the hands of the kitchen?"

The boy said: "Yes."

But when they really went to the kitchen, the person in charge heard about the cause and effect and knelt down with a plop, and shouted: "Master, this is really wronged, this wine was brought in by someone from outside, it has nothing to do with us, They were all directly served on Yan Daxia's table."

After hearing this, the head catcher said, "Then go find the buyer."

But after searching all over the city to find out the buyer, they realized that something was wrong.

The person who bought it had already been killed.

"Is this thread broken?"

The unhappiness that came out was also debilitating.

The head catcher was more experienced than them. He walked up to the buyer's body, looked at his expression before death, and looked at the wound on his body, saying: "This person should not be the mastermind."

The catcher quickly said, "What?"

The head catcher said: "He was killed by someone."

The head catcher said: "Killing people to silence them should be coerced into poisoning, otherwise his expression wouldn't be so horrifying."

He was thinking about the wound on this unlucky man again, like a sword?But the martial arts of the man who did it should not be particularly high, because the incisions on his body are very uneven.

It's like a person can't hold a sword steadily.

This is strange, if a person's martial arts is not good enough, why should he kill people to silence him?

The head catcher said: "Go and find out who he has been in contact with recently."

It can only be this way.

They walked around the yamen before the sun completely rose, and they only got this ending. It is natural for them to feel aggrieved, but what is even more troublesome is the situation in the yamen.

Those Jianghu people will definitely turn upside down when they come to think of it?

The head catcher guessed right. When they arrived at the Yamen, they found that not only were the people in the Jianghu upside down, but they were also fighting with the catchers who stayed behind to guard them. Injured, the catcher's hand even stopped on the Xiuchun knife, and he didn't know when he would pull out the knife.

The leader among the Jianghu people is nicknamed Huamao Mao, because his movements are as dexterous as a cat, and his sword is as sharp as a cat's claws, but he looks a bit ordinary, not at all like a cute cat.

His hand was already wrapped like a rice dumpling, obviously because of the bad luck that Qi Lianfan broke his finger off in the morning.

In fact, it is strange to catch the head. Although Qi Lianfan is arrogant, he is not indiscriminate to the point of breaking people's fingers. It seems that this is the first time he has seen this big disciple of Yaowanggu hate someone so much.

As for the reason, Qi Lianfan himself couldn't explain it clearly, he only said that there was an evil spirit in the tabby cat, which simply defiled such a lovely creature as a cat.

He doesn't know whether the head catcher is evil or not, but he knows one thing, this person is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The other head catchers are not here now, he is the only head catcher in Yingtian's jianghu yamen, and the others are fast catchers, he can only stand up and preside over the overall situation at this critical moment, and said at the time: "What's going on! What's going on! "

A police officer immediately stood up and said, "They think we killed him."

The flower-haired cat said: "Even if you didn't kill it, it definitely has something to do with your people."

He said: "Hero Yan killed more than 100 villains and lived well. How come he was poisoned to death within a few days after entering your yamen?"

Poisoning, what a despicable method, the knights who died because of this, even if they entered the underworld, they should be very unwilling.

The other chivalrous men really admire Yan Zhengyi, otherwise they would not come here as a righteous arrester. Now that the idol has died, everyone is deeply saddened. come up with a statement.

The policeman said: "We have already found the person who delivered the wine."

Some people in the world said: "How is it?"

The head catcher said: "He was killed and silenced."

Even people in the Jianghu were in an uproar.

Murder?Could it be that the person who wanted to kill Yan Zhengyi's senior was not because of personal grievances?

The catcher said again: "The person who delivered the wine was just an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts, and he looked terrified before he died, he probably did it as a last resort after being coerced, or he saw the face of the poisoner. "

Both guesses are reasonable.

But it is reasonable, but not convincing. These Jianghu people are not stupid. How can they not understand? The information has been cut off?

Killing people to silence them means a lot in itself.

Hua Mao Mao shouted again: "You want to say that now you don't even know who killed Hero Yan?"

Catcher's sharp eagle-like eyes shot at the tabby cat, and after a long while, he still nodded in recognition.

This is true.

The acquiescence of the headhunter made him more interested, perhaps because he hated Qi Lianfan who broke his finger off, and wanted to give these people some face.

He just opened his mouth, and wanted to utter evil words, but he heard someone shout: "City Lord Ye is here."

What Ye City Lord?

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and then everyone showed expressions of surprise or horror.

Which Yecheng Lord is there in this world?

Only Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

But what is he doing here?How can the affairs of the yamen and the rivers and lakes attract the attention of Lord Ye?

Everyone knows that Ye Gucheng is not a person who likes to join in the fun.

Even if they were skeptical, the Jiang Hu people inside still stopped talking, it was as quiet as a tomb, even the loudest tabby cat shut up bitterly when they heard that Ye Gucheng had come.

Even the shadow of Yan Zhengyi's death faded a lot. Some people probed their brains to see if it was Ye Gucheng who came.

The one who came was Ye Gucheng, no one in this world dared to take his name, but these knight-errants did not expect that he did not bring himself here alone, but also accompanied by a very beautiful woman.

People in the world only know that Lord Ye's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Except for a few close friends, no one knows that his most powerful assistants are two women. Not many people know who these two people are.

The only way is that the red sleeves around the swordsman add fragrance.

When some people saw Lan Feng, their eyeballs would stick to her body, and some people turned aggrieved after a brief astonishment.

City Lord Ye came because of the death of Yan Daxia?It's really disrespectful to come to the place of the dead with a beautiful woman!

Ye Gucheng said: "I have met Yan Daxia several times, and I admire his character very much. I passed by the Yamen today and heard that he was killed. I am very sad. I want to see if there is anything I can do to help."

Those icy eyes swept across the crowd, as cold as their eyes could say, and shocked a group of outraged knight-errants in place.

The head catcher was obviously told something, knowing that Ye Gucheng was not only unable to be kicked out but also a nobleman, his attitude was very attentive, he said: "Master Ye, please."

He even regarded him as a guest of honor.

Ye Gucheng kept his composure, and heard the head-hunter keep explaining how Yan Zhengyi died, how they found out, and a series of suspicious points, as if Ye Gucheng was his immediate boss.

Ye Gucheng listened, and suddenly said: "Poison?"

The head catcher said: "Yes, Miracle Doctor Qi said that it was my daughter who was drunk."

Ye Gucheng said: "Miraculous doctor Qi? Qi Lianfan? The one from Yaowanggu?"

The head catcher's eyes lit up and said: "Yes."

He didn't expect Ye Gucheng to even know about such unorthodox things.

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, just glanced at Lanfeng, and the maid immediately stepped forward and said, "You can go and have a try."

Ye Gucheng said: "Is there a mystery to this poison?"

Lan Feng said: "Yes."

She said: "Few people know that the smell of my daughter's drunkenness changes with the length of the poisoning time. If the sense of smell is sensitive enough and a series of methods are used, the time of poisoning can naturally be judged."

This talk was unheard of, and thinking that even Qi Lianfan, the eldest disciple of Yaowanggu, could only identify the name of this poison, he was a little hesitant at that time, wondering if he should let Lan Feng try it.

But this cannot be decided by him, Ye Gucheng said: "Then you go and try."

This matter was settled.

The head catcher said: "I will lead the way."

The attitude also changed very quickly, who called Ye Gucheng the legendary nobleman?

Even if they are all masters of Xinglin, they will have different emphases according to the different research directions. Ximen Chuixue and Lanfeng are equally skilled in medicine, but Ximen Chuixue is good at serious medical treatment, and Lanfeng is more skilled in poison.

Thinking about it, after all, she has systematically studied the Gu poison technique in southern Xinjiang, and there are really very few people in this world who can surpass her in the word poison.

The head arrester attached great importance to the poisoned daughter Hong, and sent three arresters with good martial arts to watch, fearing that the same things as people would be killed and silenced would be smashed, so they took Lan Feng to the jar in Ye Gucheng Before, things were still intact.

Ye Gucheng nodded to Lan Feng, and saw that she also took out a tightly packed cloth bag from her wide sleeve. Those who had seen Qi Lianfan's autopsy in the morning felt that the cloth bag seemed familiar.

He murmured in his heart, could it be that the doctors these days all use the same series of equipment?

Lan Feng didn't know what Catcher was thinking. She attached great importance to the work at hand, and she was wearing gloves woven from natural silk, and carefully touched the mouth of the wine jar.

At this time, Ye Gucheng heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside, and he didn't know who came to such a heavily guarded place at this time.

Looking back, it turned out to be a young man dressed up.

It was Qi Lianfan!

Qi Lianfan didn't even look at who was in the house, and said at the time: "I heard that you hired someone to test for drugs?"

There was still some indignation in his words.

After all, he is the eldest disciple of Yaowanggu, and he can be said to be a genius in medicine. He is not very old, and he has not been polished by the rivers and lakes. It is only natural that he is somewhat arrogant.

He hates that his own conclusions are checked twice by others, because it means distrust of his medical skills.

The head catcher was not willing to offend the powerful young man behind him, so he could only laugh and say, "Ye Cheng mainly needs to verify it again."

Qi Lianfan said: "Master Ye."

Back then.

But he is different from ordinary people, the first thing he sees is not Ye Gucheng, who is full of presence, but Lanfeng, who is testing drugs.

More specifically, it is the snow-white cloth bag that Lanfeng took out.

He was not only youthful and energetic, but also went to another extreme. His face immediately turned pale, and his knees softened and he knelt down with a "boom".

The violent sound produced by the joint between the bones and the ground made Catcher's teeth ache.

The head catcher said in a daze, what's going on?

Ye Gucheng glanced at Qi Lianfan, how could he not know what happened?But even if he knew, he wouldn't say anything, because this was a problem with Lanfeng's own teacher.

Lan Feng didn't respond even more, and let the young man who was still proud and arrogant kneel on the ground, slowly move his hands in the empty wine jar, or put his nose next to the wine jar to smell.

Seeing her skillful appearance and contacting Qi Lianfan's abnormal behavior, the headhunter felt deeply that there was something interesting.

Maybe this person can really find out the time to poison him.

After a cup of tea, Lan Feng finally took off the silk gloves on his hand and said: "The poison was injected at midnight."

The time said was so accurate.

The head catcher was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately said to the fast catchers beside him: "Go and check, go and check, did anyone enter the kitchen at [-]:[-] p.m. yesterday!"

The catcher immediately said: "Yes."

The kitchen is an important place, and there are people watching it twelve hours a day, just because they are afraid of some problems such as poisoning, and the people working in it have also been selected through layers of selection.

After all, the villains these days are full of tricks, and they have killed so many villains in the Jianghu Yamen. It seems very likely that they will be retaliated at any time.

But this also shows one point, if they can enter the kitchen when someone is guarding, the person who poisoned them is probably in their yamen.

There is only one thing that the headhunter expects at this time.

Even if it was poisoning, it must not be poisoned by someone in their yamen.

That would make it impossible to tell.

After Lanfeng packed up the samples for monitoring, he squinted at Qi Lianfan who was kneeling on the ground.

She looked really unattainable, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.

Lan Feng first said to Ye Gucheng: "The city lord..."

Ye Gucheng nodded and said, "It's okay."

Then it's time to train the kids.

Qi Lianfan knelt on the ground with his head down, looking really pitiful.

As for Lan Feng's expression, he looked very much like the dean.

Lan Feng said: "Are you from Medicine King Valley?"

Qi Lianfan said: "The disciple is Qi Lianfan, the first disciple of the No. 20 eighth generation of Yaowanggu."

Lan Feng said: "No. 20 Eight Generations, a disciple of Senior Brother Han?"

Qi Lianfan said: "Yes."

Lan Feng sneered and said, "Senior Brother Han is gentle and humble with a gentleman's demeanor, why did you raise a disciple like you, who is not good at learning skills, but still looks above the top."

Apart from being ashamed, how could Qi Lianfan have any rebuttal?

Lan Feng said: "What are you cultivating?"

Qi Lianfan said: "Needle."

Lan Feng said: "If you don't know much about poison, how dare you say it casually?"

Qi Lianfan didn't speak.

Lan Feng said: "There is no separation between medicine and poison. The most taboo thing between the two is to dangle half a bottle of water, which will eventually harm others and oneself."

Qi Lianfan said: "Master taught you well."

Lan Feng said: "Since he is a disciple of Senior Brother Han, why would he act as an assistant here?"

Qi Lianfan said: "Master said I'm not ready yet, and I still need to practice for a few years before entering the rivers and lakes."

Then I didn't know what was wrong, so I went to the Yamen to hone it.

Lan Feng said: "Although I'm not your master, I can still discipline you for your master when I'm walking outside. If nothing else, I'll recite the poison sutras twelve times, so that I can definitely remember the uses of various poisons. "

Qi Lianfan's face turned blue, there are eighteen volumes of the Poison Sutra, and after copying it twelve times, his hand would be broken.

But not only could he not speak, but he had to complete what he said to Master Lan meticulously.

The disciples of Yaowanggu all know that there is a woman in the same generation as their master, who is a real genius who is not born in the world. She is not very old, but she is already proficient in the principles of medicine and poison. After leaving the teacher, he left directly.

As for where she went, I don't know. Some people said that she lived in seclusion in the world, and some said that she went overseas, but it is true that no disciple of Yaowanggu saw this genius master in the rivers and lakes.

Unexpectedly, he followed Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

Before Lan Feng's lesson was over, he suddenly heard the man's hurried footsteps.

He rushed in and said, "The poisoner has been found!"