Chapter 153 The poetry meeting begins

"Sir, wouldn't that be faster?" Wang Qinian replied softly.

"Where are the files?" Fan Xian stretched out his legs to ask Wang Qinian for files on Teng Zijing's family.

"Sir, the file is there. According to the file, Teng Zijing's wife and child are dead." Wang Qinian stretched his legs in his arms and took out the file and handed it to Fan Xian.

"Dead!!!" Fan Xian was stunned, thinking of that man Teng Zijing, and he didn't know how to tell him the bad news.

"Sir, I'll take my leave first!" Wang Qinian looked at Fan Xian who was in a daze and immediately said goodbye.

Fan Xian waved his leg and asked Wang Qinian to do what he wanted. Wang Qinian ran out of the door and window again, and was on the roof in a blink of an eye, still not entering the door.

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"Brother Teng, I beg you to forgive me. My family is dead!" Although Fan Xian thought of a lot of reasons, when he saw Teng Zijing again, he abandoned all the reasons and directly told Teng Zijing the bad news.

"He's dead, what's wrong? Where are the files!!!" Teng Zijing didn't want to believe the cruel reality for a moment, and frantically asked Fan Xian for his family's files.

"The file is there. It records the death of my wife and children in detail!" Fan Xian could not comfort the sad man and handed the file to Teng Zijing.

"There must be a mistake, there must be a mistake!" Teng Zijing swept all the things on the table to the ground, put the file on the table, and lay on the table, looking at the file carefully.

"I must have made a mistake, wuwuwuwu!" Teng Zijing kept repeating that sentence in his mouth, reading the file as if he was possessed, and saw that it was recorded that his wife and children were killed the second after his accident.

Tian had already been silenced, and tears suddenly poured down from his mouth. It was as if his bones had been taken away from his whole body. He collapsed on the table, with tears all over his face, and he let out a sad roar, desperate and desperate.

Crazy again.

Fan Xian watched Teng Zijing crying sadly without saying a word. Sometimes men don't need comfort, but companionship if they need it.

"It must be Guo Baokun, it must be Guo Baokun who killed his family!" As soon as Teng Zijing got over his sadness, he immediately shouted and begged Guo Baokun for revenge. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his face looked murderous.

"Let me calm down for a while. What does that have to do with Guo Baokun?" Fan Xian hugged Teng Zijing, who rushed out to find Guo Baokun desperately, and asked with some confusion, although he would only see Guo Baokun for the second time tomorrow.

He was not polite when Guo Baokun was wrong, but he could feel that Guo Baokun was a cruel and easy-to-kill person, unlike Teng Zijing's enemy.

"The person who put him in jail and wrongly accused him of assassinating a high official of the imperial court was Guo Baokun's housekeeper!" It was then that Teng Zijing told Fan Xian the truth of the matter.

"I knew from the beginning that Guo Baokun was my enemy!" Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing and asked.

"I know!" Teng Zijing did not dare to look at Fan Xian and averted his eyes slightly.

"Then I would have known if he was Ruoruo's fiancé!" Fan Xian continued to press Teng Zijing.

"I know!" Teng Zijing's voice calmed down and his body stopped struggling.

"So did I approach him on purpose to take advantage of the relationship between him and Guo Baokun?" Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing with some disappointment.

"No, he didn't think that he would hurt his family. Is it because I am not a prosecutor of the forensic institute and can help him find out the information about his family. As for why he didn't tell me about Guo Baokun and his grudge, is it because of him?

You are already a dead person, why bother dwelling on past grudges!" Teng Zijing stared straight at Fan Xian, his eyes revealing sincerity and trust.

"Okay, he believes in me!" Fan Xian chose to believe Teng Zijing's words. Teng Zijing was able to help when there was an injustice, and he did not retaliate even after being bitten by the person he saved. He was a very good character.

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"Now let me calm down. He thinks that Guo Baokun is not very likely to kill my family. I want to know how he can take revenge on my family after my death since he has not taken revenge on me for so many years!" Fan Xian pressed Teng Zijing.

I walked east to the bench and analyzed the matter carefully with Teng Zijing.

"Then who can say for sure?" Teng Zijing said calmly. He also knew that the possibility of Guo Baokun retaliating against him was very small, but for a while he couldn't think of anyone who would kill his family.

"Let's do that. Guo Baokun will also attend tomorrow's confinement period when Prince Jing holds a poetry meeting. He will confront him in person. If he is really rejected, he will help me!" Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing with a look in his eyes.

Solemnity and commitment.

"Okay, he also asked to go and confront him on the spot!" Teng Zijing nodded fiercely. If he faked his death and escaped from the forensic institute, he would be reunited with his family. Now that his family is gone, there is no more fake death.

significance.

"Okay!" Fan Xian naturally knew that Teng Zijing was already thinking about death. Without his family, he didn't care that his cheating death was exposed, so he nodded and agreed to Teng Zijing's request.

"Brother Fan, I'm here. I'd like to ask you to rest inside. I'm sorry for his poor hospitality. He really needs to welcome other guests." Li Hongcheng looked at the arrival of Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian, and walked a few steps forward with courtesy.

Greet everyone thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty, you are too polite. It's just a small gift, not respectful!" Fan Xian handed the persimmons he bought at the market to Li Hongcheng as a visiting gift.

"Is that so?" Li Hongcheng was confused by Fan Xian's actions. How could anyone of his kind take a persimmon as a gift?

"Persimmon, Crown Prince. It matches my Crown Prince's status perfectly." Fan Xian said casually.

"Then thank you Brother Fan, keep it!" Li Hongcheng was indeed well rested. Even though Fan Xian was so rude, he thanked Fan Xian in a graceful manner, handed the persimmon in his lap to the butler beside him, and ordered him

Keep it.

"I'm late, are you sorry? A small gift is not a sign of respect!" Guo Baokun's voice came from behind Fan Xian and his group, holding in his legs the same paper bag that Fan Xian had just handed to Li Hongcheng.

"That's not a persimmon!" Li Hongcheng guessed with a hint of surprise.

"Wrong, it's Persimmon. Persimmon, the Crown Prince, is a perfect match for me. It took him a long time to choose that gift. How about he be sincere?" Compared to Fan Xian, Guo Baokun is more shameless, but Fan Xian is wrong.

He just doesn't understand the customs and is not interested in it, but he is deliberately disgusting Li Hongcheng.

"Thank you, Bachelor Guo! Put it away!" Li Hongcheng did not take the persimmon from Guo Baokun that time, but directly asked the butler to put away the gift.

"Guo Baokun!" Teng Zijing looked at the enemy in front of him and moved forward whenever he wanted.

"Don't be impulsive! Calm down!" Fan Xian grabbed Teng Zijing's leg, looked at Teng Zijing seriously, and shook his head.

Teng Zijing looked at Fan Xian, remembering his promise, and felt warm in his heart. He calmed down the anger in his heart and retreated behind Fan Xian.

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