Chapter 42 Suspicious

Mi Zhu's expression was stunned at first, and then his deep eyes were moist in an instant. It was difficult for him to restrain his inner sadness, but he didn't hold on for a moment, and the two lines of old tears still rolled down from the corners of his eyes full of crow's feet.

What is in the clay pot is naturally the ashes of his sister Mrs. Mi.

"Little sister, little sister..." Mi Zhu's hand trembled and stroked the cold wall of the jar. On the back of her wrinkled hands, blue veins appeared from time to time.

Mi Fang, who was beside me, said silently, "I was ordered by the eldest brother. According to what A Fengdang said, I pretended to be a businessman and secretly sneaked back to Dangyang. After searching for three days, I finally found my little sister's body in a private house. I originally wanted to bring her remains back so that the master could bury her in a beautiful way, but the inspection of Cao's army along the way was very strict. I had no choice but to cremate her body and bring her ashes back.

Mi Zhu's surging mood gradually calmed down. He raised his sleeves to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, stroked Mi Fang's shoulder and comforted her, "It doesn't matter, second brother, you have worked hard this time. So it seems that Ah Feng didn't lie.

Mi Fang's expression suddenly became serious and came close to Mi Zhu's ear and said, "Although the place where I found my little sister's body kissed A Feng said, I found something suspicious."

"What's suspicious?" Mi Zhu immediately became alert.

"When I found the body, although it had begun to rot, I could still see that the little sister had suffered nothing. Only the head was hit hard, and according to my experience, it should be a fatal blow."

"That is to say, the little sister was not injured before she died." Mi Zhu's eyes turned left and right, and the suspicious color surged on his face.

Mi Fang continued, "Also, my sister's body is wearing the clothes of an ordinary civilian woman, which is obviously changed to avoid Cao Jun."

"If the little sister is desperate for death, why should she change the clothes of the civil woman, and she is not injured. Knowing that A Feng and Zilong are here, she can completely save her and A Dou together. How can the little sister think that she will become a drag? Unless..."

"Unless A Feng is lying!"

Mi Zhu's expression was still suspicious. Obviously, Mi Fang's words were exactly what he guessed in his heart. However, he paced back and forth in the hall a few steps, but shook his head and said, "If it is only A Feng, it may be possible to suspect that he is lying, but there is also Zilong. I know his surname as you and me best. I really don't believe him that he lied."

Mi Fang snorted coldly: "It's a big deal. Since we find something suspicious, how can we easily give up? I think this matter should be investigated clearly anyway, otherwise how can it be worthy of the little sister's spirit in heaven?"

The last sentence was like a sharp blade, which deeply stung Mi Zhu. The blue veins on his face were slightly **, and he pondered for a long time and said, "You know this matter. Don't publicize it until you know the truth. I have my own sense."

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The quiet evening breeze blew the earth, and the sun, which was about to set, dyed all the scenery bright red.

Liu Feng stood on the high platform of the school, breathing the air mixed with the smell of soil and river breeze. He looked up at Xiakou. Under the sunset, the huge city was like a patient covered in blood and pain, with a faint sense of beauty.

Under the high platform is a square school field, which is more than 20 steps long and wide. There is a huge yellow flag embroidered with the word "Liu" in each of the four corners. Under the blowing of the evening wind, it dances like a wave.

In the center of the school, 500 neatly arranged soldiers stood quietly. Although no one dared to speak, they looked at each other from time to time, and their eyes revealed uneasiness and confusion.

Most people present know the eldest son of Uncle Liu on the high platform. When the Northern Camp was in chaos, Liu Feng held a bloody head in his hand, like a god descending to the earth. He still remembers it and still makes them feel lingering. After hearing that they were going to become the song of the eldest son, everyone felt a trace of coolness in their hearts.

It's no wonder that Liu Qi treats people generously, and so does he governs the army. These 500 soldiers are used to being pampered and spoiled under his hands. Now he suddenly changes to a cold-blooded head. How can he stand it for a while? Therefore, when they heard the news, their first reaction was: the good day is about to come to an end.

Standing like this for an hour, the eldest prince neither lectured nor gave orders, but just stood there with his hands on his hands, looking at the direction of Xiakou in a daze, as if he were thinking about something, as if he was waiting for someone.

A group of crows squatted on the fence around them, and his dark eyes stared curiously at the pile-like human beings in front of him. Suddenly, a brisk sound of horses' hoofs sounded, and the crows were startled, hovering over the school field, as if to create momentum for the comers.

Liu Feng slowly turned around, and the eagle's eyes extended along the road leading to the gate. In the field of vision, a horse was rushing.

"You're finally here, boy." Liu Feng stepped down the steps to prepare for the arrival of the man.

The soldiers now finally understand that their new master made them stand foolishly for a long time. It turned out that they were really waiting for someone. Everyone stretched out their necks, stared their eyes wide to look for the voice, curious to see where the sacred Shanshan was late.

When the horse rushed into the school, a snicker burst out in the pawn.

Liu Feng was suddenly angry and suddenly turned around. His star eyes were like blades and shot at them fiercely. The soldiers trembled and quickly closed their mouths, but when they looked at the man who rolled the saddle and got off the horse, they still held a smile.

The person who came is Ma Zhen.

When Liu Feng saw Ma Yu's costume, he couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, he is no longer a Confucian costume, but wearing armor and an iron helmet. He is a little thin, but the armor is a little big. When he wears it like this, it's like a child mistakenly wearing an adult's clothes, and it looks empty everywhere. It's naturally a little funny.

"Military Sima, you are late for Shanshan." There was no blame in Liu Feng's words.

Ma Qian straightened his helmet and replied calmly, "My subordinates came on time to obey. It was the eldest prince who came early."

Liu Feng looked at his head and said with a smile, "It's true that I'm here early. Come with me."

The two of them went to the high platform, and Liu Fengyao pointed to the 500 soldiers in front of the stage: "Well, my military Sima, do you have the confidence to help me train these 500 horses into a fine soldier?"

When the soldiers under the stage heard this, they naturally thumped in their hearts, thinking that the young boy who had known that he had come was his boss, and he should not have laughed at him just now.

The young horse glanced at it, and there was a little pride in his eyes, as if to say: Let you laugh at me just now, hey hey, let's see how I deal with you well.