Song Yuner and the others took the room and rewarded the waiter with a small piece of silver. With the waiter's thanks, he left the inn and came to the Meizhou Prefect's Office.

There are so many officials and merchants coming to the funeral at the yamen. Everyone wants to take this opportunity to flatter the magistrate.

Song Yuner and others stood in the crowd watching the funeral. It seemed that the funeral team was about to set off, and the suona in the yamen had already started to play.

Song Yun'er saw a young official from the eighty or nine rank standing there with a sad face and still pretending to be filial. She was afraid that her father would die and she would not be so active.

Song Yuner squeezed over and asked, "Sir, why don't you line up in the yamen?" The man glanced at Song Yuner with a disdainful look. His eyes lit up, and he found that it was a beauty talking to him, and his attitude changed.

"Where is our turn? Besides, I donate too, as an official, and those adults may not recognize me. I'll just wait and follow the team later."

Song Yuner felt that this little official was a bit straightforward: "Then you walk like this, who knows you are here?"

"Of course I know, I want to give gifts, and there are registered ones. Besides, I still have to come for such a face-saving matter. I gave a lot of money, which means I showed my face in the team. However, walking with so many high-ranking officials is also a kind of honor." As he said that, he laughed alone.

Song Yuner asked again: "I heard that the yamen mourning hall was haunted last night?"

The beauty asked, but the other party was not prepared for anything, and even said a few words. This little official was like this. He looked mysterious and said in a low voice: "Yes, I was a corpse last night! I was guarding the spirit outside the mourning hall. I heard a chaotic chaos inside, and many people ran out, shouting: A corpse...! Run quickly...! I was so scared that I ran with me."

Song Yuner widened her eyes, looking like a good student who longed for knowledge: "Is it really a corpse?"

"That's right!" The little official seemed very dissatisfied with Song Yuner not believing his words, and explained again: "Later, everyone saw that there was no movement in the mourning hall, and a few bold constables slowly covered them. It took a long time to come out and say that it's okay. Mr. Fang was lying in the coffin well, but his clothes were untied and the coffin lid was open. By the way, an embroidered shoe was found next to the coffin! Are you scary?"

Song Yuner stuffed her pink fist into her mouth, looking very frightened. The little official felt more accomplished as a man. She thrust her chest and said proudly: "If you were there, you would definitely be frightened."

It seems that these embroidered shoes are really there. Whose land? Did a woman come to the coffin after she left?

If so, the man must have gone down the period after everyone ran out. Because before that, the coffin was clean and there were no embroidered shoes. The woman and her feet were next to the coffin. Who would it be? It was strange.

At this time, the funeral team set off. The team was huge, beyond Song Yuner's imagination. The person next to him saw that the team was about to end. Later, they were all small clerks, so they quickly walked forward and squeezed in.

Song Yuner returned to Xia Ping. Before she could speak, she saw someone's face outside the crowd who was very familiar and flashed by and rushed forward.

As soon as he focused his mind, he remembered that this person was a man in Yang Qiuchi's guard team, named Qi Fei. He thought, it was strange, why is he here too? He patted Xia Ping and walked after him.

Not far away, I found that Qi Fei seemed to be following a person in front of me. The man walked very fast.

Song Yuner caught up with Qi Fei: "Qi Fei, who are you chasing?"

When someone was quietly hidden by his side, he suddenly asked, Qi Fei was startled. He looked closely and found that it was Song Yuner. He then breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had seen a savior: "Miss Song, it happened to be right. That person is Li Tianpeng, the son of the commander of the commander. He and his brothers monitored him at the order of Mr. Yang. Unexpectedly, this person's martial arts skills were really good. I can only keep up with the brothers, and the others were dumped. We have been following here from Chengdu, and I have no strength."

Song Yuner patted his shoulder and quickly chased after him.

The two of them were moving faster and faster. Xia Ping, Qi Fei and others could no longer keep up and were left far behind, leaving nowhere.

Li Tianpeng's footsteps were quick, but Song Yuner was not in a good time. He was strolling in the garden and probably had a stick of incense. Li Tianpeng saw that he could not compare with Song Yuner, so he stopped and stood under a locust tree.

"Hahahaha, it's really interesting today. A man just chased me, but now he's a handsome girl." Li Tianpeng and Song Yuner were not far apart, but Song Yuner clearly felt the other party's voice shook his eardrums like a bell. Obviously, he was deliberately demonstrating with a lion roar.

Song Yuner was so leisurely that she swept her hair and asked, "Mr. Li's feet are so fast. Could it be that she is also here to attend Mr. Fang's funeral?"

"I'm going to know the girl? Hehe, it's so honorable. Since the girl asked, of course I'll say it, but you have to tell me who you are, how old you are, where you live, or whether you have a husband's house..." Li Tianpeng smiled and glanced at Song Yuner's chest with a pair of eyes.

Song Yuner hugged her shoulders with her hands, blocking his vision, and said angrily: "Hey! What are you looking at with your dog eyes?" Li Tianpeng was not angry at all, but looked very proud, so he simply walked to a dry and fallen tree trunk and sat down, looking very leisurely.

Song Yuner said, "Hey! I'm asking you, why don't you answer?"

"I haven't asked the girl's name yet? Why do you have to follow me?" Li Tianpeng asked with a smile.

"This girl's surname is Song, and she is the sister of Master Yang, the uncle of Zhenyuan. Have you heard of it?"

"Oh?" Li Tianpeng stood up, took two steps forward, and looked up and down at Song Yuner: "I have heard that Mr. Yang, who has already heard that there is a handsome little girl next to him who has great martial arts skills. He didn't expect that he was right in front of me. It seems that I, Li, have a good fortune." He stared at Song Yuner's curvy body and looked up and down.

Song Yuner glared at the almond eyes: "If you look at it randomly, no matter what you are, you will be the commander. Be careful that this girl will dig out your eyes!"

"Okay, okay! I don't look at it." Li Tianpeng looked up at the sky with exaggerated expression, "Hey...! There seems to be a swan in the sky, it's so beautiful...!"

Song Yuner couldn't help but look up at the sky. There was no swan. She knew she was fooled and lowered her head. She saw Li Tianpeng staring at her snow-white neck in a daze. She smiled and said, "That swan turns out to be a girl...!"

Song Yun'er could no longer help, and shouted angrily, slashed at him with a palm. Li Tianpeng backed up with a "bang", Song Yun'er shook her body, but Li Tianpeng was shocked to take two steps back, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly used his hands to stumble: "Don't do it! Girl, don't do it!"

After this palm, Song Yuner understood in her heart that Li Tianpeng’s martial arts skills were not low. Although she could deal with it, she still needed some effort. Besides, she was not fighting with him, so she stopped and said in a deep voice: "If you tease me, you will definitely make you look good!"

Li Tianpeng heard that Song Yuner was really angry, and he realized from that palm that his martial arts skills were no match for her. He hurriedly restrained his laughter and praised, "Miss, it's true that I have good kung fu. Can you ask if you have anything to do."

"I'll ask you, what are you doing when you ran to Meizhou?"

"I didn't do anything. I was wandering around in the city. When I saw your brothers Guiguile and Lele following me, I was on a whim and competed with them for their strength and ran here. What's the matter with the girl?" As he said that, Li Tianpeng was a little old-fashioned again. When he saw Song Yuner's cold gaze, he hurriedly changed to his serious appearance.

Song Yuner said, "It's not you who asked me, now I'm asking you!" "Oh? Miss, when did you become a crime?"

Song Yuner remembered Yang Qiuchi and said that this time they wanted to alert the snake. They found the snake and said bluntly: "I suspect that you killed Lord Wu's daughter Wu Ciren and the magistrate of Meizhou Fangqian!"

"Ha! The girl really has a good ability to wrongly accuse people." Li Tianpeng was not panicked, shook his head and joked, "What is the basis for the girl that Li is a murderer?"

"You once fell in love with Wu Qiaozhen and asked your father to ask a matchmaker to say hello. Although you later married Qiaoyun, you still have a terror towards Miss Qiaozhen. If you don't let you enter the door, you will climb over the wall. You have great martial arts skills. Miss Qiaozhen can't do anything to you, and you will be stubborn and pester others. Isn't it right?"

"Ha! This embarrassing thing about Li seems to be unable to escape the girl's eyes." Li Tianpeng said with a smile, "What can that mean?"

"It must be that you sneaked into the girl Wu Qiaozhen's room late at night, and forced her to rape her, and then you hated her for being good to Fang Qian, so you just kept going. The next day, he rushed to Meizhou and killed Fang Qian. Right?"

"Hahaha..." Li Tianpeng's laughter was deafening.

"Do you want to use a smile to hide your guilt?" Li Tianpeng's laughter sounded very upset.
Chapter completed!