"etc!"

Ming Jing suddenly called Xu Jingzong, then carefully took out a piece of leather to wrap his hands, then took the letter and ordered: "Go and wash your hands quickly."

This girl actually knows that when exposed to things of unknown origin, she needs to wash her hands and disinfect her hands?

Jia Ping'an smiled, "Not that, let's talk about it, what kind of poison can kill people by touching it with your hands?"

This is not a biological and chemical weapon that is not created by humans themselves.

Yes! But how can I lose?

Mingjing frowned and said, "What if it's an epidemic?"

Do you think the streets are full of epidemics? It’s summer now, and there are no epidemics in Luozhou. Where do you go to get the epidemic virus?

"Open and see." Jia Ping'an was too lazy to argue with her.

The letter was opened and spread on the table.

"The handwriting is ugly and unnatural." Ming Jing frowned, "Is this written by a man who is a beginner in writing?"

"You forgot one thing, your left hand." Jia Ping'an looked carefully.

Yes! Isn’t it like this ugly font written in the left hand?

How did Jia Ping'an know so much?

The letters are written in a very simple way, but the content is shocking.

"It is said that someone in the Zhechong Mansion in Wuding wanted to silence him. The fact that the Zhechong Duwei Chang Dai committed suicide was unclear..."

hiss!

Xu Jingzong did not expect that the problem would be so serious. "I'm afraid this matter is no longer in Zhechong Mansion."

Jia Ping'an nodded, "It happened after the outside world intervened, but this person said that Chang Dai committed suicide was unclear. Why is this?"

Bao Dong was thinking, "Can it be a silence?"

"It's not certain at the moment." Jia Ping'an's first reaction was that someone silenced, but...

"The origin of this letter is unknown. If someone wants to mislead us, it will be a trap." Xu Jingzong looked wise, "I feel that it should be checked on those people in Luozhou."

"The Zhechong Mansion below must have discovered. Who suppressed his doubts in the middle? That person must be very sensible." Jia Ping'an glanced at Ming Jing.

Am I a good-tongued?

Mingjing was furious.

"This matter needs to be investigated."

Jia Ping'an stood up, "Bao Dong brings some brothers, let's go to the Zhechong Mansion in Wuding together."

The group left the station, Jia Ping'an glanced at it, and then walked straight to a man squatting diagonally.

The man hid under the wall and was dozing, and he heard the footsteps and looked up in a daze, "Mr...."

Jia Ping'an smiled grimly and said, "Who asked you to come?"

The man slowly stood up, "What did the husband say?"

Jia Ping'an untied the long knife and slapped it with a scabbard.

Bang!

The man's cheek was hit hard, and he immediately opened his mouth and sprayed blood, with teeth mixed in the blood.

"Get down the question."

Jia Ping'an turned around and left.

Two hundred cavalry punched and kicked each other, and then dragged the man back to the station like a dog.

Bao Dong asked: "Why did Uncle Wu Yang find this person inappropriate?"

Jia Ping'an said lightly: "The man seemed to be taking a nap, but he put his chin on his arms. The most comfortable thing to do is to put his forehead on his arms. Once his chin is placed, the center of gravity is unstable and the neck cannot relax. How can he take a nap? And when I came out, this man quickly raised his eyes and looked at it. Then he lowered his head, and there was no ghost in his heart, why are he afraid of me?"

I remember that back then I was also a member of the dozing army, and I was an expert in the study of various dozing postures.

That era...

Jia Ping'an sighed a little.

Later, I arrived at the Zhechong Mansion in Wuding.

Zhechong Mansion only maintains a team on weekdays, while others farm at home, gather at the time, and are commanded and trained by the Duwei and others. Every winter during the slack season, Zhechong Mansion will organize a large-scale military exercise, which is equivalent to an exercise.

This is the Tang Dynasty's military system, which farms on weekdays, practices in leisure, and integrates troops into farming.

There were not many people in the Zhechong Mansion, and Guoyi's Duke Lu Shi welcomed them in and said with a wry smile: "Since the incident of Zuotun Guard, Chang Dai committed suicide, Wu Huan ran away, leaving only the subordinates here, and the higher authorities did not assign a new Zhechong Mansion. The entire Wuding Zhechong Mansion was panicked."

Lu Shi is quite thick and burly in appearance. With every move, the heroic aura of a warrior is very strong.

After entering the pay room, someone cooked tea.

Who knows if there is any inner support here? If a cup of tea poisons me... Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't make tea, just ask questions."

Lu Shi waved his hand and the man who made the tea went out.

The room became quiet, with only a little ginger and garlic smell. Fortunately, the mutton oil has not been added yet, otherwise it would be no different from the kitchen.

Jia Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Tell me the whole story of the Wuding Zhechong Mansion."

"Yes." Lu Shi said: "At the beginning, Zhechong Mansion dispatched many people to Chang'an. Later, the brothers who returned in rotation said that many Luoyang people were in Zuotunwei. I asked Chang Dai about this, and Chang Dai said that His Majesty had just ascended the throne and the road inside the pass was unstable..."

The inner road of Guan was indeed not very stable. Later, after the elder sister ascended the throne, she directly chose Luoyang as the capital, so she wanted to stay away from that place.

"Chang Dai said that Luoyang is loyal to His Majesty, so he has drawn some brothers to fill it out."

Jia Ping'an nodded.

Lu Shi sighed, "Later, the incident in Zuotunwei broke out, and Chang Dai was in the duty room... It was here..."

He raised his head and pointed at the beam of the house, "Chang Dai hung the rope on it and hung himself to death..."

He pointed to the place where Bao Dong was standing, and Bao Dong couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Everyone's spine was cold, as if they saw Chang Dai hanging under the beam of the house and his body swinging back and forth.

"Where is Wu Huan?"

"Wu Huan..." Lu Shi smiled helplessly, "He ran away first, and Chang Dai committed suicide."

Later, everyone left Zhechong Mansion, Mingjing analyzed: "Wu Huan escaped, Chang Dai knew he would be unable to escape, so he committed suicide. It seems that Wu Huan is the big leader."

Jia Ping'an frowned, "But Wu Huan is running away, go back and ask Mr. Xu."

Lao Xu was not popular in the city. The officials have never invited him to have fun since the reception.

"The world's wind is declining! The world's wind is declining!"

Xu Jingzong was a little sad.

"Mr. Xu, have you ever asked about the pursuit of Wu Huan?"

"Ask." Xu Jingzong cursed: "A group of bitch slaves, I just said that they had tried their best. I searched the city several times and went out to chase after it, but I found nothing."

"Where can he go?"

Wu Huan is an important figure in this matter. If he can catch this person and pry open his mouth, half of the matter will be found out.

Jia Ping'an changed into casual clothes and took Mingjing to the market.

Later, he found a tavern.

"Who are you looking for?"

A bad guy who could see a tattoo on his neck asked in that very timid posture.

"court death!"

Ming Jing, who had been stuffed for too long, began to explode and stepped forward and punched her.

Bang!

The evil young man was punched, then knocked open the door and fell into the room.

Mingjing clapped her hands and walked in.

More than a dozen men in the wine shop were drinking bare-chested, each of whom was as strong as a cow.

They slowly looked at Mingjing, then bent down, and picked up the horizontal knife from the side.

Knock!

More than ten horizontal knives were unsheathed.

This is what evil young man’s nest you are talking about? Why is it like a thief’s nest that kills and robs? It must have gone to the wrong place... Mingjing had a forced smile on her face, "Everyone... are you talking about drinking? I'll go out now."

Her skills are very good, but look at these more than ten men. When they came over with horizontal swords, Mingjing felt that she would be dismembered by random swords.

A bald man stood up and walked up, his burly body approaching, full of oppression.

"you……"
To be continued...