Chu Minghui left the cottage and calmed down. Xue Qing picked up the book and read it seriously. Time passed slowly and quickly.

Nuannuan leaned out from outside and said, "Young Master, are you having dinner now?"

Xue Qing responded, Nuannuan brought the food box in, placed the food on the table and sat down himself. The master and servant met to have a meal.

"Have you served all the food?"

"It's so popular. When the young master is hungry, I'll call me to heat it up."

"good."

In fact, Xue Qing never called her because the meals were for Mr. Si Brown.

At this time, Mr. Si Brown was having a happy meal in his bowl. Although there were only three dishes, he had five dishes, including tender fish, roasted pork, steamed dishes, and a bowl of fresh soup.

"I have to say that this little girl is so good at cooking. No wonder she said that she happily met Meng Po after eating Gejia cuisine... She was so stupid." He murmured and vaguely, and suddenly his ears moved. After a while, he saw someone from the Shexue school running over...

"…Chu Minghui, don't you have a stomachache?"

The doorman shouted angryly.

A young man ran past with his arms shaking, waved his hand and said, "Yes... it hurts so much that he can't help but run to the cottage first and then go to the doctor..."

After saying that, I felt my legs numb and fell to the ground.

"Oh my god... I'm all shit comes out..."

Chu Minghui cursed, and laughter came from the side. He got up and looked at it. He saw that it was an old beggar holding the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and was trembling with laughter.

"Smile, laugh." Chu Minghui cursed. According to his previous temper, he had to come forward and kick it, but today he didn't care and ran away.

Mr. Sige smiled: "…The Zhizhitang that dared to say is a thatched house..." But he hummed twice, "…What does it have to do with me? It's no longer my Zhizhitang... It's just an thatched house."

Chu Minghui rushed into the cottage in one breath, "Not good."

Nuannuan was drinking soup while hearing this sentence, she coughed with a choking cough. Xue Qing reached out to help her take a photo and asked, "What?"

Chu Minghui sat down, took a spoon from the table and scooped the soup and took a sip, then said, "I just asked the servant to go back and ask. I asked a big news. People from the capital have arrived. Who are you guessing it."

Xue Qing said: "Who is it?"

Chu Minghui said: "Liu Cheng, the Sili Supervisor, Duan Shan of the Ministry of Justice."

Xue Qing said: "So, who is it?"

Chu Minghui laughed and said, "Xue Qing, why don't anyone know?" Although he just knew it.

Xue Qing said: "I would rather not know these people, never know them."

Does that mean there is no trouble? Chu Minghui laughed and said, "Don't make trouble... Liao Cheng doesn't care. He is an eunuch in the Silijian and serves the Empress Dowager. The key is Duan Shan, the Ministry of Justice is in charge of the prison of the government. Do you know the prison of the government?"

This time, without waiting for Xue Qing to speak, he just smiled and continued.

"I definitely don't know... it's simply the Hall of Hell... Duan Shan's relatives don't recognize him..."

Xue Qing interrupted him and said, "In other words, Zhang Nian will be convicted and cannot be released?"

Chu Minghui was interrupted and said a little displeased, "Why are Duan Shan..." Which young man doesn't like to listen to stories about such people, bloody, cold, mysterious and fierce...

Xue Qing said: "It doesn't matter who he is, I just want to know how Zhang Nian is."

Chu Minghui was quite bored and said, "Zhang Nian, all the suspects will not be released for the time being. Now that Duan Shan has taken over this case, Chang'an Mansion has not counted the previous investigations. Duan Shan wants to investigate it himself."

Xue Qing nodded and said, "When you check, you will know that Zhang Nian will not be a murderer."

Chu Minghui said: "That's not certain. If Duan Shan wants to do so, no matter how many students, even dead people can kill people..." He came over with excitement, "That Duan Shan..."

As soon as his voice came, the sharp voice of a child came from outside.

"Master Minghui, sir, want to invite your parents."

Chu Minghui jumped up in fear and asked his parents to do so... he would have to be locked up for at least several days and could not go out.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving. What do you have to ask about in our society? The doorman has gone crazy these two days..."

After saying that, he ran out with his stomach covering his stomach, and kept saying oh.

"...what should I urge you to...I'll take a rest here..."

"...Stop lying...I'll tell Mr. Qingxia..."

"...Shixiang...we have children to solve the problem...why bother sir?"

The two of them quarreled and quickly left, and the cottage at noon became quiet.

Nuannuan had already finished a bowl of rice on the side. Seeing Xue Qing holding the chopsticks, she seemed to be in a daze, she said, "Young Master... Do you want to get hot?"

Xue Qing shook his head and said, "No." He picked up the food with chopsticks and continued to eat seriously. He ate all the rice in the bowl and the dishes on the plate before putting down the soup.

Nuannuan said, "Young Master, I'll put my bed on it and go to bed."

Xue Qing touched her head and said, "After packing, go to the street to play, I'll go to bed."

Nuannuan responded, and she didn't think anything was wrong with the young master not going to school or studying to sleep in broad daylight. Xue Qing walked into another room and went to bed and lay down, frowned slightly and closed her eyes.

The sunlight shone indoors through the doors and windows. The ice coffin with Zong Zhou's body was shining. Liao Cheng, who was standing beside him, raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned. He heard another question.

"...Is this Fang Qiba?"

Liao Cheng put down his hand and said, "Yes, Lord Duan, you have asked several times. This is Fang Qiba. He has been in the Shuangyuan. People from Chang'an Mansion have no chance to contact him, and they will not exchange false for real. You can rest assured that Zong Zhou's subordinates do their business... Well, although they were unable to protect Zong Zhou this time, they can't blame them. Zong Zhou himself failed... they can only blame the enemy for being too strong."

The eunuch was nagging, but Duan Shan was not angry. He looked at the corpse in front of him and said, "Then this is wrong."

Liao Cheng came over and said, "Why is it wrong?"

Duan Shan said: "Mr. Zong was definitely not killed by him."

Liao Cheng was stunned and said, "Why?"

Duan Shan said: "Because he didn't die miserably enough."

What? Liao Cheng hadn't spoken yet, Duan Shan said: "All the corpses of the murderers near the hall that day were brought to the capital."

The red-robed guards responded, and soon brought people to place the seventeen corpses in the hall. They did not have the good treatment of Zong Zhou, so they just wrapped sacks and placed them in the ice cellar. They were slightly deformed at this time. Liao Cheng covered his nose and stood further away, watching Duan Shan parade among the corpses. The red-robed guards were guiding him, this one was dead by the door of the hall, this one was dead ten steps outside the hall, etc.

Duan Shan did not say a word, carefully checked the corpses, stood up in front of the last corpse, "Their weapons were also brought."

Soon, the messy swords, guns, swords and halberds were placed over, and the blood on these weapons was not wiped and solidified. Duan Shan picked them up one by one and put them down one by one, and the sunlight in the hall gradually tilted.

Duan Shan held a big knife and suddenly pressed against his neck.

Liao Cheng was startled and said, "Mr. Duan, what are you looking for?"

Duan Shan said: "I am looking for the murderer of Lord Sect." He threw down the knife in his hand, and hit the knife on other weapons, making a clamor, "and I didn't find it."
Chapter completed!