Chapter 20 Wanting to dig a grave is a trick to seduce him

The sun hanging in the sky is just a white shadow without much temperature, and it even slowly disappears into the clouds.

The gate of the Xizhou camp in the distance is more than two meters high. Not counting the archers on the sentry towers on both sides, there are more than a hundred guards on duty at the gate.

A bloody man is hanging in the middle of the gate, and the blood flowing from his body has dyed a large area of ​​the sand red.

It is a pockmarked face.

Liu Cheng's forehead is covered with cold sweat. If the gap in the fence on Hu Yanglin's side had not been sealed, he would not risk walking here.

He held the bag of fifty taels of silver tightly on his shoulder, and did not dare to look at the half-dead pockmarked face. He walked straight to the guard on duty and handed over the card: "Sir, I'm from the Fire Battalion, and I'm out to do something."

The guard took the card and looked at it, and then glanced at the scale armor uniform on his body.

Liu Cheng was frightened by the guard's eyes. This set of scale armor uniform was stolen and changed to avoid the pursuit of the Tiger Battalion.

He was feeling uneasy, and then he saw the guard waved behind him: "There is a spy here! Tie him up!"

The guards surrounded him in an instant, and dozens of spears were pointed at Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng was shocked: "I am really from the Huotou Camp, and Li Tou'er on the stove is my master..."

The guard sneered: "You are from the Huotou Camp, why are you wearing infantry scale armor?"

Only soldiers fighting on the battlefield in the Xizhou Camp have scale armor uniforms. The Huotou Army is far away from the battlefield and is only responsible for cooking in the rear, so they are not equipped with scale armor uniforms.

Liu Cheng was speechless. He changed into this uniform and finally avoided the Hubu Camp. Unexpectedly, he was only one step away from leaving the camp and was regarded as a spy.

When he thought that if Chef Li died, he would be responsible for two lives!

Liu Cheng's eyes were filled with hatred, and he knocked down a guard and rushed to the gate of the camp without caring.

"Catch him!"

The guards at the gate had been replaced by the Liaoning Army since the day Feng Shuo's army entered the Xizhou camp. All of them had fought their way through the battlefield. When they saw Liu Cheng trying to run, they threw their spears and stabbed him in the left leg.

Liu Cheng screamed and fell to the ground, and all the silver in his bag spilled out.

"Silver! My silver!"

He was like a mad dog, grabbing all the silver into his arms, looking at the camp exit that was so close, bloodshot eyes, and crawling towards the gate with his injured left leg: "I have money, I want to go out, I want to live a good life!"

The guards stepped forward and mercilessly stabbed him in the right leg with their spears.

With both legs pierced, Liu Cheng screamed like a slaughtered pig, but still held the silver tightly in his arms and refused to let go.

He stared at the sky outside the Xizhou camp with despair.

The sun completely disappeared into the clouds, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

Xing Yao hurried into the big tent, "Master, the accomplice of the Fire Army has been caught!"

Feng Shuo raised his head from a pile of official documents. He was wearing a black robe with a red-threaded coiled dragon and cloud pattern embroidered on the collar. He wore a golden crown on his head and a jade belt around his waist. His handsome face was always cold.

"What did you find out?"

Xing Yaojian told him about how Liu Cheng and Chunxiang instigated Pockmarked Face to murder Jiang Yanyi for the fifty-liang reward.

Feng Shuo's eyes flashed with impatience. He was not interested in the intrigues among the criminal slaves. He asked directly, "Who made the gap in Hu Yanglin's fence?"

This was the main reason why he sent people to arrest Liu Cheng early in the morning.

The cracks in the wood of the fence were old marks, and it was obvious that the gap had existed for a long time.

There was a blind spot in the sentry tower, and there was a hidden passage leading to the outside in the blind spot. Such a military camp was simply a joke!

Pockmarked Face was interrogated last night, and he said that he didn't know there was a gap there until last night. It was Liu Cheng who told him.

Xing Yao said: "The fireman surnamed Liu couldn't stand the torture and confessed everything. He was the one who made the loophole. Fan Wei's youngest son is a womanizer. A few months ago, he robbed a group of decent girls to have fun in the army. Among them, there was a foreign girl who was very favored, but somehow she fell in love with Liu. The foreign girl instigated him to make this loophole so that the two of them could have an affair in Hu Yanglin."

When Fan Wei was in office, although there were camp prostitutes in the army, there were not no rules. If you went to visit a prostitute after the hour of Hai, you would be punished by whipping.

Moreover, there were less than a hundred camp prostitutes, and there were hundreds of generals in the army, so it was like too many monks and too little porridge. Liu Cheng was just a little guy, and he couldn't get a turn even if he squeezed his head. The foreign girl took the initiative to flirt with him, so there was no reason for him to not do such a good thing.

He spent a happy time by bringing supper to the prostitutes at night and having sex with them.

The more Feng Shuo listened, the uglier his face became. By the end, his face was so gloomy that it was dripping with water. "Immediately arrest the foreign spies."

Infiltrating the military camp as a prostitute and opening a secret passage, what else could he be but a spy?

Xing Yao bowed and clasped his fists and said, "I will send someone to go after I have examined the guy named Liu."

Feng Shuo's expression eased a little, and he ordered, "Bring the list of prostitutes here."

He took the list of prostitutes in the Xizhou camp last night, but he hadn't had time to read it.

Xing Yao found the list from the high table next to him and handed it to Feng Shuo.

Feng Shuo read it quickly and found that there were more than ten prostitutes whose crimes were not registered with the government, and four of them could not provide accurate household registration information.

He could tell from the names that one of the four was the foreign spy.

Feng Shuo circled the remaining three with a red pen: "Send someone to keep a close eye on them."

Xing Yao agreed.

He continued to read on, and his gaze paused for a moment on the name "Jiang Hua" at the end of the list.

Among all the camp prostitutes, there was only one with the surname Jiang. She must be the cook in Huotouying.

Her registered address on the list was written in great detail, and it didn't seem fake.

But there was a plague in Fengxian County, Dengzhou the year before last, and people from several villages died. In order to prevent future troubles, the government directly set fire to the villages.

The county magistrate was afraid that too many people would die and the court would blame him, so he forged a new household register and only retained the household registration of half of the people in those villages. After the original household registration was destroyed, there was no way to find out the names of the other half of the people in the village.

This household registration was filled out very cleverly.

Feng Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly. If this "Jiang Hua" was a fake identity, he would admire the talent of the cook.

He tapped the list with his fingertips and asked, "How is the investigation of the daughter of the Jiang family going?"

Xing Yao replied respectfully, "The spies in the capital reported that the daughter of the Jiang family was sent to the army outside the border to serve as a prostitute because she had many conflicts with her concubine sister. After her concubine sister entered the palace, she was favored by the emperor. The emperor issued this secret order to vent his anger on the concubine."

"Boom--"

A thunder sounded outside the tent, the cold wind blew the curtains, and the bright white lightning reflected on Feng Shuo's face. He looked very sarcastic.

Perhaps he remembered some bad memories, his eyes seemed to be quenched with ice, and a hint of mockery condensed on his lips: "You are worthy of being that man's precious grandson. In this way, the grandfather and grandson are really the same way."

Isn't the grandfather of the current emperor the late emperor?

Xing Yao didn't dare to answer.

Feng Shuo threw down the list in his hand and leaned back on the chair. There was some unknown emotion hidden under the deep sarcasm in his eyes. He said, "I asked you to check whether the person who died a few days ago was the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family. How is the investigation going?"

Xing Yao then spoke, "I asked the two soldiers who collected the bodies that day. All the camp prostitutes went to the Huotou Camp that day. Only one of them died at night. She was 28 years old, with an average appearance and a scar on her forehead. Her name was not in the list of camp prostitutes, which is consistent with the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family."

"However, Guo Xiaoqi, who is in charge of the camp prostitutes, has just taken office. I don't know when she was sent here. I will go to the camp prostitutes to question them tonight."

It had begun to rain outside. The big raindrops hit the canvas on the top of the tent, making a "plop" sound.

Feng Shuo obviously didn't have the patience to wait any longer. There was a chill in his casual voice: "Dig the grave, open the coffin and examine the body." For some reason, the delicate collarbone and half of the round shoulder of the little cook appeared in front of him