The man looked sideways at his palm, only to see that there was a distinctive red in the palm, dark and dull, like blood that was about to solidify...
His eyes turned cold, he flipped his wrist, cleverly broke free from Murong Xue's restraint, and slapped her mercilessly: his identity has been exposed, he doesn't need to hide anymore...
Assault her? Overreaching!
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled into a cold smile, she turned sideways to avoid the man's attack, kicked the man hard in the chest, kicked the man three or four meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and fell dizzy Tinnitus, body pain...
The man gritted his teeth and was about to stand up when he heard a soft sound of "swipe, swipe, swipe" and ten guards arrived in front of him in an instant, and the long sword in their hands mercilessly fell across his neck, with the sharp blade clinging to him neck, he could not escape with his wings...
"Who are you? Why do you put fire phosphorus in the grain and grass?" Lin Qingfeng looked at the man and asked sharply.
The man didn't speak, a stream of black blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground slowly, his eyes were wide open, he lost his breath...
Liu Qingfeng was shocked: "What's going on?"
A guard squatted down, looked carefully for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, he committed suicide by taking poison!"
"Suicide by taking poison?" Liu Qingfeng frowned tightly. He had heard that some dead men and dark guards would put poison sacs in their teeth when performing a certain mission. If the mission failed, they would commit suicide by taking poison. Unexpectedly, today, he He actually saw this kind of thing with his own eyes, this kind of person.
Looking at the man's body, he sighed heavily: "Once he dies, the clues will be broken..."
"It's not completely broken!" Murong Xue stepped forward, looked at the man's body lightly and said, "Huo Lin is produced in Yinshan Mountain in southern Xinjiang, and Yinshan Mountain is directly under the jurisdiction of the southern Xinjiang royal family. This man can get so much Huolin , is enough to prove that he has a relationship with Nanjiang... "
Liu Qingfeng stared coldly: "He is a spy from Southern Xinjiang!"
"Nine times out of ten!" Murong Xue nodded lightly, her cold eyes flashing with unprecedented solemnity.
The spies from southern Xinjiang sneaked into Qingyan's granary, and put fire phosphorus in the food and grass of the soldiers. It was a trivial matter to burn the food and grass. If he put poison, wouldn't all the 300,000 troops be poisoned to death by him? …
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Liu Qingfeng's back in an instant, and his sharp eyes swept over the head of the granary, the head bookkeeper, and a famous clerk. Their bodies trembled in shock, and they fell to their knees in panic, expressing their feelings urgently: " My lord, it's none of our business... We didn't know he was a spy..."
"Yes my lord...he came a few months ago...we haven't had much contact with him..."
"If we knew he was a spy, we would have tried our best not to let him get close to the granary..."
The explanations one after another rang in his ears, causing Liu Qingfeng to have a headache, and interrupted their words impatiently: "Okay, this matter will be investigated carefully by the officer, you all go down, until the matter is found out, you all stay in the At home, don’t take half a step closer to the granary.”
"Yes, yes, yes..." The chief, the chief bookkeeper, and the guys agreed again and again, heaved a long sigh of relief, and withdrew with gratitude: I just stayed at home and waited for the investigation, and they will definitely cooperate...
Liu Qingfeng strode back to the hall, patted the gavel with a gloomy expression, and said coldly: "It has been found out that the fire of grain and grass has nothing to do with Captain Yuan, and Captain Yuan can go back to the mansion on his own..."
"Great!" The grievances were finally cleared!
Yuan Xiaowei's clear eyes shot out bright light, and he looked at Murong Xue gratefully: "Miss Murong, thank you very much!"
Murong Xue smiled lightly: "You're welcome, Captain Yuan will escort the grain and grass to southern Xinjiang again?"
"I wanted to be escorted, but I was not careful, and there was such a big mess. Whether you want me to escort you again depends on the emperor's will." Yuan Xiaowei smiled embarrassedly.
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, the food and grass of the 300,000 troops are very important, with the lessons learned from the fire phosphorus incident, the emperor will send another safe person to escort the food and grass...
Yuan Fangfei stepped forward, her dark eyes flashed with gratitude: "Murongxue, you have helped us a lot, we don't know how to thank you..."
"It's just a little effort, you don't have to be polite..." Murong Xue smiled softly, her eyes caught a corner of her white robe, and she suddenly remembered that someone was still waiting for her outside, her eyes flickered unnaturally, and she hurried out, Her clear answer came from the air: "I still have something to do, I'm leaving first, we'll talk later..."
After rushing out of the crowd, Murong Xue saw Ouyang Shaochen sitting in a teahouse not far away drinking tea, and hurried over: "My lord, have you been waiting for a long time?"
She was only focused on finding the spies just now, and forgot that Ouyang Shaochen was still waiting for her outside.
Looking at her apologetic eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a smile: "Fortunately, it's not too long!" He said lightly, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her.
The light tea was steaming outwards, and the faint fragrance lingered around the tip of the nose. Murong Xue suddenly felt thirsty, picked up the tea, and drank it down...
"The reason for the spontaneous combustion of grain and grass, the high-ranking officials in the capital, down to the three religions and nine schools, have not figured it out, but you have found it, it is a meritorious service, and it also reminds the emperor. He will order all the ministries in the capital to strengthen precautions, and the grain and grass will be delivered in time. When you go to southern Xinjiang, you don't have to worry about Murong Ye..."
Ouyang Shaochen said indifferently, picked up the teacup slowly, took a sip, and the obsidian-like pupils flashed darkly: Nanjiang actually placed the eyeliner in the six departments of Qingyan, it is really not small, the officials of Qingyan , It really is too many comfortable days, vigilance is getting worse...
Murong Xue's eyes sank, she sat opposite to Ouyang Shaochen, looked at him lightly and said, "My lord, I want to go to southern Xinjiang!"
Ouyang Shaochen stopped drinking tea suddenly, looked at her puzzled and said, "Why? Worried about Murong Ye?"
Murong Xue shook her head: "Although people in Southern Border are very smart and cunning, but Murong Ye is with an army of 300,000 troops. I'm not particularly worried about his safety. I went to Southern Border to investigate the Shadow Guards."
"The shadow guards were cultivated by my father on the battlefield. The place where they stayed the most was the battlefield. There were almost no traces of them in the capital. It was like someone in the imperial court who searched the capital for ten years and found none of them. Any traces, if I go to the southern border, maybe I can find clues... "
The group of wood basilisks led by Cang Qiong, as well as the Southern Xinjiang spy just now, all showed that the people of Southern Xinjiang are smart, cunning, and unique. Therefore, she planned to go to Southern Xinjiang to see how powerful the soldiers in Southern Xinjiang are.
Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, looked at her for a moment and said, "Do you have to go to southern Xinjiang?"