Chapter 129 Weak Liu Fufeng Master Class
"The persimmons are not yet ripe, so Mr. Zhou needs to wait a while if he wants to eat them. Everything has been arranged."
When Zhou Zhao heard Su Changying's cold voice, he lowered his eyes and blinked. When he looked up again, his eyes were red with tears in his eyes, and his face looked sad.
Su Changying's heart ached, and she stepped forward quickly, her expression filled with anxiety, "But what happened?"
Zhou Zhao raised his hand and punched his nose, which turned red. "Does this weaken Liu Fufeng?"
Su Changying's steps froze in place. Is this Zhou Zhao's disguise technique?
Give yourself a punch!
"Master Xiao Zhou is so imposing. It's easy to notice you when walking on the road. One look at you... well..." Su Changying considered it carefully and said, "I will draw my sword at any time."
Just by looking at the arrogant "There are no taboos in heaven" tied on her head, you can tell that this girl is definitely a thorn!
The thorn head usually does not weaken Liu Fufeng!
Su Changying thought about it, and the expression on his face suddenly changed. The young general who looked like he had killed countless people suddenly became sickly. His face was pale, his brows were lightly frowned, and even the tips of his eyelashes were streaked. With melancholy.
The person is still the same person, but it feels like he is no longer the same person.
His straight back suddenly softened, and his whole person suddenly softened, and even his walking posture became a bit more sluggish.
Su Changying blinked and raised his eyes to look at Zhou Zhao. Those deep eyes suddenly became clear at this moment. It felt like the deep sea turned into a mountain spring. At this moment, Su The ends of Changying's eyes were slightly red, and mist rose in his eyes. He called out softly, "Zhaozhao~"
His voice was exceptionally soft, falling on Zhou Zhao's heart like a feather...
"King You is my compatriot, Zhao Yi wants to make the princes laugh with the beacon fire," Zhou Zhao shouted, circling around Su Changying.
Su Changying reluctantly accepted the look of the sickly young master, "Don't you want to be a wise minister, Mr. Xiao Zhou?"
Zhou Zhao covered his chest with some fear and nodded, "My heart is like Mount Tai, unmovable. But..."
The lingering "Zhao Zhao" echoed in Zhou Zhao's mind, and the tips of his ears turned red. He stretched out his hand to make a small slit, "After leaving Tingwei Temple, it's not impossible to move just a little bit."
When Su Changying heard this, she didn't know what she thought of, and her ears turned red.
He cleared his throat and said, "Let's go. I asked Han Ze to find Meng Qing. We should be almost at Tingwei Temple by now."
Zhou Zhao gave Su Changying a thumbs up. When they arrived at Tingwei Temple, they saw Meng Qing.
She looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, has a very pleasing round face, is not tall, and is a little timid when looking at people. Beside her was a young young master, the two of whom were sitting next to each other. He was obviously Meng Qing's husband.
Seeing Zhou Zhao coming in, Meng Qing and his wife were obviously stunned for a moment. It wasn't until Zhou Zhao sat down across from them that Meng Qing came back to his senses and exclaimed, "It turns out that there really is a girl in Tingwei Temple." "My lord!"
As he spoke, he scratched his head excitedly, "Are you the Lord Zhou Zhaozhou who killed everyone in Tianying City alone? It turns out it's true. After I go home, I want to talk to my brothers. Said, they also said how could a woman massacre the city?"
Zhou Zhao was speechless. What kind of monster was she rumored to be?
"Your name is Meng Qing, do you know Bao Chunbi?"
Meng Qing tugged at the corner of her husband's clothes and nodded timidly. Her voice was so thin that it was almost inaudible. "We know that we are from the same hometown. Because my father is a colleague, we are quite close. After coming to Chang'an, she even came to visit me at home."
Zhou Zhao pursed his lips and continued to ask, "On the third day of June, can Bao Chunxi stay at your house?"
Meng Qing looked surprised and immediately realized something was wrong, "No, my husband's family has four generations living under the same roof. There are many uncles and brothers in the family, so it is inconvenient to have guests, let alone unmarried guests."
Meng Qing said, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Besides, I was pregnant. In June, my mother-in-law took me to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city to escape the summer heat. I was not in Chang'an myself, so how could I leave Chunxi here? Stay at home.”
Zhou Zhao was silent for a moment. Meng Qing probably wouldn't lie because it was easy to verify.
Then it was Bao Chunpo who was lying. Then where did she spend the night after she had a dispute with Zhou Xuan by the East River on the third day of June?
She lied to her biological aunt, Mrs. Shen, and said she went to Meng Qing's place, which meant that the place she was going to was not suitable for elders to know and was out of line.
"Master Zhou, what happened to Chunxi?"
Zhou Zhao thought for a while and nodded, "Bao Chunxi is dead. Do you know who else she knew in Chang'an City? Especially men."
Meng Qing exclaimed and covered her mouth in fear. She shook her head and tears fell, "Chun Qing is dead? How could a person who was so alive die?"
Meng Qing said, already sobbing, "If I had known that day would be the last time we met, I shouldn't have said that to her. At that time, she told me that her aunt wanted her to be a concubine with her cousin. I was not happy and said Without her, they are such a good couple, why do you want to be the stick in the middle?”
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"Chun Po is a young man with good looks. To be a decent woman, you don't need to look at people's looks. That's the right way. She was full of joy at the time. She was very unhappy when I heard what I said. The two of us broke up. She dove in, and then How can you recognize those smelly things outside?”
Meng Qing said and cried again.
Zhou Zhao didn't say anything more, walked out of the house, and went to the left courtyard to look for Chen Jiyuan.
"Sister Zhao, you saved me! If you hadn't come here, Xu Jin would have asked me to trim the hoofs of his donkeys! His mother-in-law has raised eighteen donkeys, some... some... "Chen Jiyuan clasped his fingers and said, "Yes..."
Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Zhou Zhao opened his mouth and said, "Seventy-two."
Chen Jiyuan turned around and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Two out of seventy. Xu Jin's family opened a mill, and eighteen donkeys were grinding in circles every day."
As he spoke, he lowered his head dejectedly, "Master doesn't take care of things. Most of the people assigned to him are useless people like me. Let alone there are no cases. Even if there are cases, they can't be investigated at all." Qing, I can’t take it. They didn’t know how envious Sister Zhao was when she got me involved in the case.”
Zhou Zhao looked at him, she had seen it these days.
There are no outstanding people under Li Youdao. The people who come here are all powerless people in the family, or they are just looking for an idle official to do their job every day.
Zhou Zhao didn't give him time to grieve over spring and autumn, so he leaned into Chen Jiyuan's ear and whispered a few words.
Chen Jiyuan's eyes lit up, he nodded, and trotted back to the left courtyard.
The sky gradually darkened, the lights of thousands of houses lit up one by one, the moon rose above the willow branches, and the night wind gave off a chill.
Zhou Zhao looked at the dim sunset on the horizon, and the hunting began.