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    ?The two chatted at night with a light on, and they chatted happily, from poetry to human geography.  This Yu Shuangsi was not simple, and most of the time it was the other party who was talking and Meng Xia was listening. It was fine at first, but later Yu Shuangsi talked about the customs and customs of various places in Dachu, which made Meng Xia admire him.

    "Listening to your words today is better than reading ten years of books. Brother Yu, let me offer you a toast."

    This time, Meng Xia wanted to make the other party his friend from the bottom of her heart.

    "Brother Meng, you are being polite."

    Yu Shuangsi rolled up his skirt and had a drink with Meng Xia.

    "I hit it off with Brother Meng today, and I have another exam tomorrow, so I won't bother you anymore."

    Meng Xia originally wanted to keep the other party, but it seemed inconvenient right now and here.

    "Brother Yu, after the exam is over, the West Lane is full of people, so you and I are chatting with each other, okay?"

    "Definitely, but please let me treat you when the time comes."

    The two of them bowed their hands to each other, and Yu Shuangsi withdrew and went back to her shed.

    Once the other party had left, Meng Xia stopped drinking alone, cleaned up the table, and went back to the couch to go to bed.  At the same time, in the district, a Golden Feather Guard accompanied a companion on a routine inspection.

    "Hey, I'm going to the bathroom, so keep an eye on it."

    "Go, go, here I am watching."

    Seeing his companion walking away, the Golden Feather Guard turned around and ran quickly to the Tianzi area, without any sound under his feet.

    When he came near Tianzi No. 39, the Golden Feather Guard took out a joss stick from his pocket, picked up a fire pocket and blew on it, lit the joss stick, and quietly placed it outside No. 39 shed.  Then he left quickly, as if he had never been there.

    The smoke curled up and gradually drifted into the air, and soon the smoke scattered with the wind.

    Many students are not ready to go to bed, they are still reading at night with the lamp on, and they are going to review and review again, but the smoke is colorless and odorless. After inhaling, the students fall directly to the table or bed.

    The same is true for Meng Xia. Just as he lowered the curtain and was about to undress and go to bed, a puff of smoke came into his nasal cavity and his head sank.

    "What's going on?" This was Meng Xia's last thought before he fainted, and then fell to the ground as soon as his body softened.

    Early the next morning, Meng Xia was awakened by a loud cry.

    "Come here! Someone is dead! Come here quickly."

    More and more students gathered outside Meng Xia's shed. Meng Xia rubbed her head vigorously and drove out of the shed, as if something had happened.  Meng Xia hurried out, surrounded by a crowd of people, not far away there were a few Golden Feather Guards rushing towards here at a speed hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

    However, what was faster than Jin Yuwei was a light and shadow, which gathered directly in the center of the crowd, and the light and shadow formed a sound of "orderly" and shook the surrounding students aside without hurting the slightest bit.  The person who came was none other than Ming Zhiping, Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites. He glanced across, and his pupils shrank when he saw the shed at No. 39 Tianzi next door to Meng Xia.

    Immediately afterwards, he shouted, "Today's second exam is suspended, and the Golden Feather Guards closed the exam room, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!" As before, it spread throughout the entire Gongyuan, and only heard a shocking "here!", all the Golden Feather Guards were guarded at their posts  At each entrance of the Gongyuan, every Golden Feather Guard exudes an astonishing evil spirit.

    At this time, the few Jin Yuwei who were heading here arrived, clasped their fists at Ming Zhiping, "My lord!" Then following Ming Zhiping's gaze, the students in the Tianzi No. 39 shed were covered in blood.  At the table, just by feeling the aura, one can know that this person has been dead for a long time.

    Mingzhi's plane is like Pinghu's, and he can't see any joy or anger, but the corners of his eyes are sharp, and those who are familiar with him will know that the minister of the Ministry of Rites is angry at this time.  Although he is the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, there are many people criticizing him in the court, the reason is very simple, because he is a party of the prince.

    The power of the prince's party in the court is too small. Whether it is the party of the king of Qin who is favored by his mother and concubine, or the neutral party headed by the left minister Fu Hongyuan, who is trusted by Emperor Yuan Jing, he has the right to speak in the court.  They are much stronger than the prince's party.

    Normally, the Chunwei Examination should be organized by the Ministry of Rites, and the examiner was handpicked by Emperor Yuan Jing, but he, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, was suppressed by the Qin Wang Party, and he really has no real power.  Ming Zhiping could only watch as the power of the Ministry of Rites was divided up by King Qin's party.

    This year, Chunwei will take him as the main exam. This is the crown prince's hard work to win for him. He is responsible for the whole exam, big and small. It can be said that this exam is a time for him and the prince to recruit a large number of disciples.  Chance.

    But someone killed someone right under his nose, how could he not be furious?  It's just that after being an official for many years, he has already practiced not showing his emotions and anger.

    "Students immediately return toNo entry or exit is allowed in your own room, and all food is provided by the Ministry of Rites.  "

    After Ming Zhiping finished speaking, he turned around and clasped his fists, "Commander Xu, please report this matter to the crown prince quickly. The crown prince needs to ask the Dali Temple to come forward if this matter is strange. Then arrange a few reliable people to protect the scene. I will enter the palace to meet in a quarter of an hour.  Holy."

    The reason why it is necessary to invite Dali Temple is very simple, because Sang Huai, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, belongs to the Qin Wang Party, but Dali Temple is not.

    "good!"

    Commander Xu only said one word, and gestured to his subordinates behind him. Immediately, a Golden Feather Guard rushed out, probably to report to the prince.

    Commander Xu didn't say a word, and stood outside No. 39 shed with a big horse and a golden knife. He smashed the big knife at his waist to the ground, supported it with both hands, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

    Ming Zhiping watched Commander Xu sitting in charge of the scene in person, turned around and softly shouted "Retreat" to the students who hadn't returned to the shed.

    Everyone realized that their feet were walking towards their own room uncontrollably.

    Meng Xia had already returned to his shed before others, and he felt that the person next door died a little strangely, especially what happened last night, because Meng Xia didn't go to bed without taking off his clothes because of his habit of working and resting for many years.  , even in the broken environment of the Gongyuan.

    In other words, Meng Xia felt that he fell asleep inexplicably last night, which in itself was outrageous.

    Although he wanted to know why the neighbor died, he didn't want to disturb his sight.  What's more, when Commander Xu went to that station, Meng Xia could clearly feel the invisible pressure.

    At this time, Meng Xia's next door, Tianzi No. 43, heard a slight sound of smashing the wall

    ?Recently, you seldom leave a message. If you have any suggestions, you can tell Maojiu.  When writing a book for the first time, it is inevitable to ponder over the plot when thinking about the plot. After all, Maojiu does not want to write a book about upgrading and fighting monsters, which will violate the original intention.

    Therefore, I hope that everyone can give Mao Jiu some tolerance. When it comes to the plot, you can discuss it with Mao Jiu.

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