Chapter 25 The storm should be solved or not!

The sky has darkened, and the red lanterns that were originally just decorative paintings are reflected in the water at this moment, and the golden water surface is like a bright moon under the sunset.

Under the drifting, in addition to the soldiers in the array, some people from far and near began to gather here to watch the fun. Although it is nightfall, there has never been a shortage of people on the banks of the Liang River. Even some of the original prostitutes on the nearby paintings left the time for fun. They hurriedly picked up their belts and ran out to see the disturbances here.

The lantern on the flower boat painting boat, the torch in the hand of the city guard Ding, illuminates the originally slightly dim circle of the floating boat like the day.

"Where did you die just now?" Wang Su's wine basically dissipated, but at this moment, there was still an intoxicating blush on his face. The reprimanding look became a light and angry charm in Song Yi's eyes.

There were too many crowds gathered on the shore. Before Song Yi could answer, the last woman walking on the drifting lap was suddenly screaming. A complicated look flashed from the corners of Song Yi's eyes.

This scream seemed a little abrupt, more frightening than the previous painful sound of crowding.

"Let's go and have a look. What's going on?" Immediately, Liu Canyuan, the armored lieutenant, frowned and called a subordinate to order. The reason why Liu Canyuan was able to become the lieutenant of the gate of Bianzhou City Gate, in addition to the foundation of some of his family, is that he once followed Taizu's army to fight against the world. As soon as he heard the woman's scream, he sensed a trace of abnormality.

"There were too many people just now, and I didn't know why I was separated from the young lady. Fortunately, the young lady was fine, otherwise I would really die!" Song Yi said with a look of luck and shame.

Wang Su snorted angrily. Since Song Yi returned to him, he would no longer pursue these details. Instead, he looked at the place where the painting was screaming.

Song Yi probably guessed why there was such a scream on the painting, so he did not look at the painting like others. Instead, he looked for the figure of the prince of Tokyo in the crowd and wanted to know whether the group of people had left in the chaos.

Just as Song Yi's eyes were just looking for the figure of the noble man, he suddenly had a feeling of being stared at. He turned around in the direction of sensing, and then saw a woman with gorgeous clothes and a beautiful look like a flower not far away. She turned her head and looked at other places. It was Ning Shishi.

When Song Yi was surprised and uncertain, the soldier who went to Hua Fang had already walked down from Hua Fang with a pale-faced girl, and his face was actually frightened.

Immediately, Liu Canyuan saw Bing Ding's face and suddenly thumped in his heart. He turned over and stepped over and asked, "What's going on?"

"Big... Big... My lord is not good!" The soldier, who was shorter than Liu Canyuan, trembled and said, "It's out of my life, and... And the person who fell down was Zhao Jianzhi, the son of Lord Cheng Shou.

Liu Canyuan's face suddenly changed, and a pair of cold eyes suddenly glanced at the crowd. In a short time, he locked everyone's faces in his mind, and his heart was also shocked.

The crowd on the field was noisy, but as soon as the soldier's words came out, the scene suddenly became silent, and a shocking look appeared on everyone's face. Wang Su, who had always been rampant beside Song Yi, also shook slightly, but the afterglow of the corners of Song Yi's eyes always fell on Ning Shishi intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Dead..."

"This is not a good thing... Is it Zhao Jianzhi who died?

"It must be the cruel hand of the arrogant man's men, which is finally enough for him to stand..."

The discussion spread as the news spread, and everyone's faces were uncertain under the light. Some people were worried and some people gloated, but more of them looked frightened.

The captain of Chengmen's face was gloomy. He recruited what a man told him to do. The man also ran away. Then Liu Canyuan raised his face and said, "Without the order of the captain, no one is allowed to leave the field, otherwise the crime is to be questioned."

Under the lantern torch, Song Yi saw all kinds of expressions of everyone. Only after seeing the nobleman of Tokyo whispering something with his men around him, he still looked indifferent, and then saw that the noble son seemed to be looking for someone in the crowd!

Liu Canyuan's words made the people present uneasy, and then a group of soldiers surrounded the people on the painting and isolated from the outsiders watching the fun. Liu Canyuan took two husks and went to the painting. After a moment, he came down with a cold and gloomy face, staring at the noble man who was under four or five men.

"Is it Zhao Jianzhi who died?" At this time, Wang Su probably heard some things clearly from the voices around him and asked Song Yi in surprise.

"Is that right!" Song Yi said calmly. Wang Su looked at Song Yi's expression and a trace of suspicion rose in his heart. She is the person who knows the deep hatred between Song Yi and Zhao Jianzhi, and Song Yi has just been away from her for a moment, so Wang Su's suspicion is inevitable, but she feels that Song Yi can't have such bold courage.

The dead person is not a trivial matter at any time in any era. What's more, the person who died is the direct superior of Liu Canyuan, the captain of the city gate, and the son of Zhao Kang, the clerical guard. Liu Canyuan knew that what happened tonight was probably impossible for him to deal with, so he didn't even dare to touch Zhao Jianzhi's body. He just made sure that Zhao Jianzhi was sure that he was dead. Then he went down to the painting and looked at the noble men who were obviously opposite to the side of the Bianzhou Shizi group, and the noble prince in his heart could be on this occasion. He was still calm and uncertain.

The horse's hoof sounded, and one person appeared in front of everyone from the darkness without holding a torch. With a long hiss, a middle-aged man in a red official uniform jumped off the horse's back before the horseshoe stopped, with a pale pale face.

Liu Canyuan took a few steps forward and arched his hand and said, "The last general Liu Canyuan has seen the lord of the city."

Everyone shouted in an uproar and understood that the man in front of him was Zhao Kang, the lord of the city guard, and the power was only the Bianzhou city guard under the virtue of Zhizhou Dou Nian.

Zhao Kang couldn't care about the red tape at this time. He quickly ran from Liu Canyuan to the painting boat that had an accident. The ability of civilian officials to have such vigorous skills makes many people present who have never seen the city guard feel admirable. When Zhao Kang got on the boat, there was another sound of footsteps and the sound of horses' hoofs rushing. The figure printed under the torch was also a team of people wearing official uniforms. The costumes of the public uniforms and the city guard were completely different. Most people recognized that it was a common government official arrival.

I only heard an exclamation from the painting, "Son!!!" Then there was a sad howling.

At this time, everyone finally knew that there was no doubt that the person was dead, and it was Zhao Jianzhi, the prince of the city guard. Finally, many people began to worry secretly and worry that this matter was implicated to them.

After crying for a while, Zhao Kang inspected the crowd. When he saw the noble son standing on the other side clearly, he rushed over angrily and shouted, "Who are you?" Dare to kill in my Bianzhou city! Come on, take it for me!"

Probably before being notified, a subordinate reported what he had learned to Zhao Kang. With Zhao Kang's eyesight, he could naturally recognize this foreign brother who was obviously the suspect of the crime at a glance.

Zhao Kang gave an order, and immediately a man with a knife was about to take the man.

"Who dares?" A guard in front of the nobleman roared and protected the nobleman.

Everyone was shocked that this man was so rampant that he had to resist in the face of the officials of Bianzhou at this moment. He really didn't know how to die. Only a cunning light flashed in Song Yi's eyes, and he thought in his heart that the more rampant the nobleman was, the safer he would be.

"Huh! A bold thief has to resist openly in front of this official. Is it really a dare? Come on, take it down, resistor, kill it!" Zhao Kang shouted coldly, his eyes were full of blood, and he didn't know whether it was because he was crying because of sadness or anger.

A group of soldiers wanted to take people from above, but Zhao Kang waved his hand in horror and shouted, "Shut..."

Only Song Yi knows that all this in front of him is in his own calculation.

Song Yi and Wang Su were on their way back home. There was a burly man beside them, Wang Wu, the head of the guard of the royal palace.

The scene just now appeared in front of Song Yi. When Zhao Kang was about to take down the noble prince, he didn't know what the noble son had shown to Zhao Kang. Suddenly, he saw that Zhao Kang's pale face and defiantly stopped the officers and soldiers, and then his face became polite and invited the noble son and several men away. On the court Everyone was also supposed to be brought back for interrogation. However, it is obvious that many of the groups formed by the scholars on the side of Bianzhou are powerful figures in the city, and even a few are relatives of Zhao Kang himself, not to mention Dou Langya, the son of Zhizhou, who was seriously injured.

The matter of taking people was finally over. Everyone with status and status was taken away, but some girls who drew the blueprints and left to interrogate the story.

Wang Wu appeared on the scene for another reason, and then happened to take Wang Su and Song Yi back together.

After returning home, Wang Su went back to his yard to rest because he drank some wine after all and didn't say a word.

"Come with me!" Wang Wu said with a gloomy and unhappy face, interested in the location of the firewood house. Song Yi was puzzled and followed Wang Wu to the firewood house.

"Brother Wang, what do you need to tell me!" When Wang Wu stood on his burly body, Song Yi asked with a puzzled look.

Wang Wu suddenly punched Song Yi.