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Su Ying looked at the two of them, made a cold voice, then looked at Ying Yu, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, little prince, for reminding me."

"Uh, it's not in the way, it's not in the way. With Brother Su's cultivation, Xiao Wang just now was a bit redundant."

Ying Yu was a little ashamed. With Su Ying's cultivation, even ten of them are no match.

"Haha, I also said why Mr. Su didn't arrive in such a short period of time. It turned out that he was pointing out the cultivation of these juniors. The scene just now was really amazing. I didn't expect such a magical skill to exist in the world."

At this moment, a cheerful chuckle came, and everyone looked up, only to see a middle-aged man in a purple robe and long beard walking slowly.

Strong Tianyuan Realm!

Su Ying raised his eyes to look, and suddenly his heart moved.

The man in the purple robe and long beard has an extraordinary bearing, majesty and profoundness, he is obviously a person who has been in the top position for a long time and holds great power!

He is the governor of Qingzhou, Emperor Shenwu's sworn brother, Murong Fuhai.

"The lower officer has seen the governor."

Su Ying took a step forward and cupped his hands slightly.

Except for Yingyu, the rest of the people also stepped forward to salute.

There is no way, he is a genuine first-rank, and he is only a third-rank.

Although he is not his immediate boss, it is enough for him to salute himself.

"Master Su, you don't need to be too polite. I'm already very happy that you can show me your face."

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned and fell on Murong Yan who was at the side, and said calmly: "Go back and get thirty sticks, and then be confined for half a year."

When Murong Yan heard this, his body trembled, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he still bowed and cupped his hands respectfully.

"Yes, father."

Seeing this, Su Ying couldn't help but look sideways, but she didn't plead for mercy.

A dude like Murong Yan is fearless when he leaves the governor's mansion, if he is not strictly disciplined.

Well, I might have to kill him anytime.

"You all go back, too. Uncle Liang, give Mr. Huang and Mr. Yue a three jade pills."

"Yes, sir."

An old man in green robes standing beside him responded.

"Okay, Mr. Su, little prince, please come inside."

Hearing this, Su Ying exchanged a glance with Ying Yu, who smiled slightly, and immediately stretched out his hand: "Brother Su, please."

"Brother Win please."

After speaking, the two walked forward side by side at the same time.

After climbing up the steps, he went through three halls before arriving at a hall in the inner mansion.

Su Ying took a look, motioned for the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi to stand outside, and then slowly walked inside.

I saw that the furnishings inside were extremely simple, with only a few chairs and a round table.

After the three of them sat down, Uncle Liang clapped his hands. After a while, a group of maids came in with all kinds of delicacies.

"Come on, Mr. Su, little prince, let's drink."

Murong Fuhai raised his glass and motioned slightly towards the two of them.

"Thank you, Governor General."

"Thank you, Uncle Murong..."

"Yu'er, hasn't your father left the customs yet?"

Murong Fuhai put down the wine glass, looked at Yingyu and asked with a soft smile.

"not yet."

Yingyu shook his head.

"Hey, your father and His Majesty have the same temperament. They have been martial idiots since they were young. I think the three of us played together back then. I only knew how to play, but they were practicing day and night."

Speaking of this, Murong Fuhai suddenly turned his gaze and landed on Su Ying.

"By the way, Master Su, is there anyone else in your family?"

Chapter 143 Zhao Jie's Plan

Hearing Murong Fuhai's question, Su Ying's expression froze for a moment, and then his expression turned dark.

"There is no father or mother in the Xiaguan family, and I am the only one left."

"I see."

Murong Fuhai nodded, and Yingyu beside him also looked slightly surprised, wondering what he was thinking.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it was not until mid-afternoon that Su Ying got up to leave.

"Brother Su, you and I hit it off right away, why don't you go find another place to have a drink? I really can't let it go in the Governor's Mansion just now."

Yingyu and Su Ying came out side by side, smiling.

Su Ying smiled, and declined politely: "Brother Ying, I'm busy with business, and I still have a lot of things to deal with when I go back. In a few days, I'll ask you to listen to the music, how about it?"

"Listen to the music?"

Hearing the words, Ying Yu's eyes lit up immediately, and he clapped his folding fan: "Oh, I didn't expect brother Su to have such a hobby? Although this Qingzhou Prefecture is not as good as Shengjing, there are also many brothels in Goulan, and the customs are also unique. ah."

When Su Ying heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched. This guy looked gentle and gentle, but he didn't expect him to be a sweetheart.

It seems that no man can escape the banker's law.

The two bid farewell, and Su Ying took the carriage back to the Zhenfu Division Commander's Yamen.

......

In the lobby, Su Ying looked at Hei Yi's confession and couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.

"Zhao Jie's confession has been made, and now there is no direct evidence. By the way, you go to the county government of Qingzhou Prefecture again and ask Zhang Jing, when will I find my 10 taels of gold. Give him another three days , if you still can't find it, don't wear his black hat again."

"Yes, my lord!"

As soon as Hei left, Su Ying did not return to the mansion, but directly started to practice in his own room in the Commander's Yamen.

Early the next morning, before he woke up, there was a sound of drumming outside.

"Someone came to report the crime early in the morning?"

When Su Ying came to the lobby, he saw a policeman leading a middle-aged man with a big waist walking in.

He is the butcher Li from the east of the city. Yesterday he went to the countryside to collect pigs, and brought back thirteen big boars in one go.

Originally planned to kill and sell early this morning, whoever remembered it, all thirteen boars in a circle died strangely.

"Did you go to see it?"

Su Ying raised her head and asked.

"Go back to your lord, I've seen it. Those pigs all had their hearts ripped out and died. It can be said to be horrible."

While the policeman was speaking, he looked at Li Tuhu with a little sympathy.

Although Butcher Li sells water-filled pork on weekdays, sometimes he is short of catties.

But overall he's a good guy.

Now thirteen big boars have died strangely, and they can only stare blankly.

"Are you sure each head lost its heart?"

Su Ying frowned, sure in her heart, there must be something strange in it.

The catcher nodded quickly, and said with certainty: "The humble officer has checked it himself, and there is absolutely no mistake. Every end is like this."

"Is it possible that it was done by a demon?"

Su Ying thought for a while, then raised her head and asked.

"demon?"

Hearing the words, the catcher was stunned: "There have been no monsters in the state capital for many years. The humble officer immediately went to investigate again with the compass for hunting demons."

"Bring a few more people, and go arrest them immediately after you find out."

"Yes, my lord!"

Hearing this, Butcher Li burst into tears of gratitude and bowed his hands in thanks.

"By the way, give him another proof."

"Uh, my lord, what proof do you have?"

Su Ying glanced at him, and said calmly: "His pig died strangely, give him a pig with non-plague disease, um, the price can be cheaper."

Butcher Li looked stunned for a moment, then knelt down on the ground and shouted: "Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord! My lord is really the master of Qingtian!"

"Don't worry. I will definitely give you justice."

Su Ying nodded, turned around and walked towards the side hall.

.......

At the same time, Qingzhou Mansion, Drunken Immortal Tower, in the box on the top floor.

Three middle-aged people and a beautiful woman in palace makeup were sitting in danger.

The four of them remained silent, facing the delicacies on the table, unmoved.

Da da da.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and the four looked up at the door at the same time.

Immediately, the door was pushed open by a waiter, and Zhao Jie walked in slowly.

"I have met Mr. Zhao."

The four quickly stood up and cupped their hands.