When Xia Sheng walked out of the Shantang, it was almost dawn.

Later, what Xia Sheng and Qin Xiaohua said and what consensus the two reached was no one knows, but at least in the heart of Qin Siye, Xia Sheng has become a big man worthy of his awe.

How many years has the head of the family been inquiring about tribe affairs? How long has it been since I had such a candle-holding conversation with someone?

And he remembered it very clearly that when the head of the family heard from him that Xia Sheng was stabbed, the thunderous anger appeared in his eyes.

From beginning to end, Qin Xiaohua only asked him two questions.

"How is Xia Sheng now? Where is Xia Sheng now?"

After that, the head of the family left him and came to Shantang alone.

Qin Tai knew very well that although the head of the family did not say a harsh word, he was actually expressing strong dissatisfaction with him!

As a guest of the Qin family, Xia Sheng held two copybooks in his hand. If he really died in the fragrance of osmanthus tonight, then the information network that Shantang worked hard for over the years would only become a huge joke!

Fortunately, Xia Sheng was safe and sound.

Before Qin Si's fourth master could express too much emotion, he was called into the inner hall by Qin Xiaohua, while Bi Qingwen, who had been staying outside the door, walked out of the good hall with Xia Sheng.

"Young Master Xia, where are you going now?"

Facing the darkest sky light before dawn, Xia Sheng's eyes seemed a little complicated. After a moment, he slowly shook his head and smiled, "Go back to Ye's Mansion."

Bi Qingwen asked worriedly: "Do you want me to transfer a few experts from the charity hall to accompany you?"

Xia Sheng raised his chin gently, looked at the officers of the Bingmasi who were hurried not far away, and said, "At this time, the entire capital has woken up. The Bingmasi, the Judgment Department, and the Ministry of Justice should have dispatched people. If the two fish who escaped the net dared to show up at this time, it would be like seeking death. Don't worry, the matter has passed."

Bi Qingwen has always been extremely convinced of Xia Sheng's judgment and immediately said nothing. He followed Xia Sheng alone and walked slowly towards the Weining Marquis Mansion with him.

As we walked along the way, as Xia Sheng said, the entire Luoyang City woke up in the night in advance. It seemed like a storm was about to come, and it was no less than the martial law situation more than a month ago.

After all, it has only been more than a month since the death of Mr. Qin. Now another murder occurred in the capital. And it is in Guihua Lane less than ten miles away from the palace. The incident will definitely make the emperor angry again, and everyone in the city will be in danger!

This is still the case when no one knows that the assassinated person is the dignified prince and grand tutor.

On the way, Xia Sheng and Bi Qingwen were also intercepted and interrogated by many people, but fortunately, with Bi Qingwen accompanying him, it saved Xia Sheng a lot of trouble.

With Deacon Bi's familiar face and Shantang's waist card, the two of them did not suffer any difficulties and successfully arrived outside the gate of the Weining Marquis' Mansion.

The servant guarding the door naturally recognized his sister-in-law and immediately welcomed him respectfully. Bi Qingwen stood outside the door awkwardly and handed a stack of files to Xia Sheng.

"Mr. Xia. This is the investigation results of Meng Qi's whereabouts, as well as all the information about Yin Shizhen, deputy envoy of the ruling banner, and Mo Yuan, the eldest son of the Mo family of Jiujiang County. When the sun dawn, I will set off for Qingzhou. What else do Mr. Xia have to say? Do you need me to bring it to the eldest lady?"

Xia Sheng took the file, pondered for a moment, and said to Bi Qingwen: "After arriving in Qingzhou, you told Qin Yan that she would concentrate on tribe affairs and give up other things temporarily. Try to pass the assessment as soon as possible. If there is any difficulty, you can contact me through a letter, but the letter should not be sent to the academy. You can send it to Ning Zheng of Ye's mansion."

Bi Qingwen nodded, remembered every word in his heart, and then bowed to Xia Sheng and left the Weining Marquis Mansion.

As for Xia Sheng, he did not let the servants of the Ye family disturb Mrs. Ye, but returned to the villa where he had lived in a familiar way. He knocked on Ning Zheng's door.

"I'm back."

After the words came to an end, the door was slowly opened, revealing Ning Zheng's extremely vigilant face.

After seeing Xia Sheng, Ning Zheng's face did not show the joy of reunion after a long separation, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, what's going on?"

Xia Sheng waved his hand: "What about the long story, where is the person?"

Ning Zheng invited Xia Sheng into the house and pointed to the figure in the corner of the room.

It’s not someone else, it’s the sword saint disciple who was killed by Xia Sheng’s sword in Guihua Lane before and handed over to Dean Wei to take away!

Xia Sheng stepped forward and found that the other party had been tied up tightly, but was still in a coma. He fell to the ground like a dead dog, covered in blood, and even made people wonder if he was still alive.

As the only survivor in the battle of Guihua Lane, Xia Sheng certainly couldn't let him die like this. He immediately took out a pile of medicine bottles from his arms and took out several silver needles. He quickly stopped the bleeding for the other party and sutured the wound.

After finishing all this, Xia Sheng turned to Ning Zheng and said, "This person is here, but you have to take good care of him, but you must not let him die easily."

After the words finished, before Ning Zheng could answer, a low moan came from Xia Sheng's feet.

As expected, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Saint. The first confidant of the Prince's Imperial Sea. Even though the Qihai was destroyed and seriously injured, he woke up so quickly.

But in a moment, he judged the situation on the field, but he did not wail and beg for mercy, nor did he feel ashamed because of despair. Instead, he raised his head and looked at Xia Sheng who was close at hand, and showed a resentful smile: "You are dead, do you know..."

Xia Sheng sneered, too lazy to talk nonsense to this person, and directly raised his hand and stabbed a silver needle into the other party's neck. So all his subsequent shouts came to silence.

Before this was over, Xia Sheng stretched out his palm again, pinched the other person's chin, and gently exerted force to remove the other person's chin.

In this way, the man lost even the last chance to commit suicide by biting his tongue.

Then Xia Sheng added to Xia Sheng: "Well, as long as you don't kill him anyway, it doesn't matter anything else."

Hearing this, Ning Zheng couldn't help but gasp and asked, "Who is he?"

After Ning Zheng's question, Xia Sheng realized that he did not know the person's name yet, but this matter was not important.

Because in his heart, the other party is no different from a dead person.

Or to be more precise, if the other party hadn't known some information that Xia Sheng was very interested in, if Xia Sheng hadn't left this person to Ye Xiao'e to deal with him, he would have died while in Guihua Lane.

Is his name important to a dying person?
Chapter completed!