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Chapter 721: Death!

Originally, Gao Dafu wanted to say that he had known Li Muyang for several days, but when he thought of it, he said that Li Muyang had just come to Tiandu from his hometown in the countryside, and that was a child he had known since he was a child, so he turned a corner and replied: Going back to this young master, Huang Ergou and I met him since he was a child, and we grew up playing with mud in a big pit.

This person looks tall and big, and he is really reliable at critical moments.

He looked at Li Muyang's butt with a strange look and said: Even I know there is a mole on his butt. If the young master doesn't believe it, then let him take off his pants and show it to the young master.

Song Tao naturally wouldn't let Li Muyang take off his pants seriously. If he did that, would the eldest son of the Song family still have the face?

I'm afraid the next day, the whole Tiandu City was hotly discussing the romantic talent Song Tao had a short-sleeved habit of forcing an innocent silk shop guy to take off his pants on the street. The key is that this guy looks so ugly.

That's not necessary. Song Tao looked at Li Muyang with some disgust and said: It was just when I was sitting in the carriage, when I saw this Ergou walking like an old friend, I came to intercept and inquire. However, now it seems that I recognized the wrong person.

Li Muyang felt a little nervous, and it seemed that he was too careless.

Although my appearance and voice have changed, the movements of the pitcher's every move has not changed much. That kind of thing has been a living habit for more than ten years, hidden in bones and blood and every skin and bones. If you are not careful, you will reveal the secret of the world.

During this period, I have adapted to a new identity, and the streets are crowded with people, so I have rarely relaxed and cannot help but return to my true form when I was walking.

Unexpectedly, there are eyes full of heartfelt eyes everywhere, and even people will recognize this street.

Fortunately, there is a natural shield of Gao Dafu around me. If he was alone, Song Tao's mind would never let him escape easily.

Song Tao waved his hand and said: It's okay, you can leave now.

Thank you, Young Master. Gao Dafu bowed slightly, pulled Li Muyang, who was still confused, and was about to leave quickly.

Li Muyang also bowed, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Wait, Song Tao suddenly called out.

The two of them stood firm at the same time and turned back to look at Song Tao together.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Tao's mouth and said: After all, it was a disturbance. Here is a bag of gold coins for you two.

It was a beautiful bag with gold threads around the bag. Just looking at the bag makes people feel that the price is expensive. The bulging naan inside the bag should be quite large in number.

This is a lot of money for Gao Dafu, and it should be a lot of money for Li Muyang, who pretends to be Huang Ergou.

Gao Dafu looked ecstatic, and even his eyes became brighter in an instant. Li Muyang also showed excitement at the right time, looking surprised with money.

Gao Dafu bowed to Song Tao repeatedly and said excitedly: Thank you, young master, thank you, young master

You come and get it. Song Tao looked at Li Muyang and said: After all, I mainly apologize to you, and you are indeed very similar to my old friend.

Li Muyang knew that Song Tao's doubts were still unsolved.

This time, it is time to really test your acting skills.

He could not show hesitation and irritability, because as Huang Ergou now, when facing such a huge temptation, he would have a slight abnormality, and Song Tao would find flaws.

He can't show that I found that you were considering my wisdom and compulsive calmness, which was completely inconsistent with the character setting of the young man in Huang Ergou silk shop. People like them have never seen so much money in their lives, so how could they be so knowledgeable?

He wants to act like Gao Dafu, and the other Gao Dafu.

Li Muyang's expression was dull, as if he was still addicted to the huge joyful event that fell on his head and could not react. He also had three parts of fear, fear of the powerful, fear of the unknown, fear of Song Tao's faint smile on his lips

Li Muyang bowed deeply to Song Tao, his voice nervously with a trembling tone, and said: Thank you, young master, thank you, young master

He reached out and took the bag from Song Tao.

The bag did not move at all, and Song Tao held the bag tightly and refused to let go.

Li Muyang blushed and quickly took a few steps back, looking at Song Tao with some confusion and anger.

How do you lie? Li Muyang whispered, looking like he had no confidence even in accusing others.

Song Tao then resolved his doubts, threw the golden bag in his hand towards Li Muyang, and said, "I'm rewarding you."

After saying that, he was no longer interested in looking at the two servants, turned around and walked towards the carriage waiting next to him.

The carriage was moving the bluestone bricks away, and Li Muyang looked at the carriage standing by the roadside in a daze.

Gao Dafu snatched the golden bag from Li Muyang's hand and said excitedly: Count it quickly, count it quickly, let us share the money in it equally, but we must not let the second person know. Especially Mo Guanfang, if he knows, he must use the money to confiscate it.

A team of sergeants escorted several prison vans by Li Muyang, and there was a man in blood in his clothes locked in each prison van. Even though they were scarred and haggard now, the look they accidentally swept into the crowd still made people feel a sense of danger of being coveted by tigers and beasts.

Who are they? Li Muyang asked out loud.

Hey, who could it be? Gao Dafu shook his head and sighed: It must be the direct descendant of Duke Lu in the past, and he was taken from everywhere and transported to Tiandu to behead him for evil.

Do they often send people over to behead their heads like this? A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Li Muyang's mouth and asked out loud.

It used to be more, and several batches had to be transported in a day, but now it's getting fewer and fewer. Sometimes, there are only ten days and half a month before, and it is said that the generals under Duke Lu had more willow trees by the moat, and the soldiers under his command had more water than the pools in the moat. I didn't expect that there would be today.

Yes. Li Muyang sighed softly: I didn’t expect that today would be

Driven by those who are interested, the Yuyuan family killing case is still under heated discussion among the people of Tiandu.

Things will only become darker and darker. Even Gu Qinglin, as a prime minister of a country, cannot stand up and say that he has never done this.

If he did that, it would only make people believe that he was the mastermind behind this matter.

What he had to do was to pretend that nothing had happened, pretend that he had nothing to do with Yuyuan, nor with the woman named Shu Huai. He wanted to maintain the dignity and integrity of a country, and he still had countless military secrets to deal with and measure.

However, Gu Qinglin clearly felt that due to the influence of this incident, when he stood in the court and met with all the officials, the eyes of those people looking at him were a little strange.

In the past, everyone only treated themselves with respect and admiration.

Now, it has become fear and ridicule.

He understands what this change means.

If there is a slight change, he will probably not be able to influence the entire Xifeng Chaochao Bureau as he had before.

Gu Qinglin urgently needs the Yuyuan case to be solved as soon as possible, and also eagerly hopes that they can find the murderer behind the scenes soon. Although he also knows that even if he finds it, it will be useless.

After all, just the dozens of constables in Ping'an County can catch the evil dragon? Isn't this a big joke?

Of course, Gu Qinglin didn't do anything.

Another voice began to appear in the market. The remnants of the Lu family were desperate. They deliberately committed such a massacre in order to slander Gu Xiangqing's innocence, and wanted to pull him off the court and trample the entire Song family under their feet.

After all, among countless versions of the Lu family's rebellion case, the Song family is the backbone of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism to protect the country. It was also because the old immortal Song personally took action to turn the tide that the Lu family's crime of stealing the country was not successful.

In the later eradication of the Lu party, Gu Qinglin personally presided over it. Under the iron fist, countless generals or civil servants who were originally loyal to the Lu family were taken back to Tiandu by people from various provinces and prefectures in Xifeng. They found out that they were beheaded behind them with a knife.

Now, the remnants of the Lu family began to seek revenge and discredit the Song family's reputation.

The people's heads do not belong to themselves, but to those in power, and to those smart people who are in power.

Their life is a cluster of reeds, and the wind blows to the other side, and people fall to the other side.

When those respected or more influential people stood up to speak for Song and whitewash Gu Qinglin, the thinking of the people in Tiandu changed, and the direction of public opinion also changed.

Gu Qinglin also asked several important generals of the Lu family to take back from other places to parade the streets, and then beheaded at the Meridian Gate the next day in front of everyone. Therefore, the people believed that their previous guess was correct.

The Lu family rekindled, and the Song family fought back with iron blood.

Everyone knows that if you only give Gu Qinglin a little more time, as long as there are some other accidents, people will forget because of the long time, and divert their targets because other accidents are more eye-catching.

If suffering does not really happen to oneself, how long can people's compassion last?

However, another incident once again pushed Gu Qinglin to the forefront.

The magistrate of Ping'an County is dead.

The magistrate Ping'an was hanged in his bedroom.

When the magistrate of Ping'an County died, he left a bloody letter: He was in a dilemma, and he died.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind does not stop.

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