“Why did she commit suicide?”

Zheng Fan couldn't comprehend this conjecture, even with A Ming's practical on-site investigation supporting it.

A Ming shook his head and said,

“My lord, that's a question I can't answer right now. But there is a method, and that is to look at the impact to discern the motive. What waves did her death cause, or might it cause?”

“You mean, she wanted to cause a rift between the Jingnan Marquis and the imperial court?”

“I'm just providing conjectures. The real decision-maker is you, my lord.”

Zheng Fan shook his head and said, “No, something's wrong.”

“There must be other issues here.”

“Do you think the Jingnan Marquis knew she committed suicide?”

“I'm not sure, but…”

“But what?”

“My lord, we haven't been in this world for two years yet, and since we came into this world as adults, our daily lives and some of our perspectives and ways of thinking are still from our previous lives.

“Like her wound and the deduction I just made.

“In the original world, hardly anyone would think of this, because the original world didn't have high-level martial arts, magic, or the various strong people and monsters that exist here;

“But in this world, from the Jingnan Marquis's perspective, as a veteran general who has fought on the battlefield, and a strongman with such high martial arts cultivation…”

“You mean, the Jingnan Marquis probably already saw that she committed suicide?”

“Based on the traces of the wound and some details, I don't think there's a high probability that the Jingnan Marquis couldn't see anything amiss.”

“No, there's another knot involved here.” Zheng Fan raised his hand and said.

“Tell me, my lord.”

“We're now trying to adopt the thinking patterns of people in this world. Just look at this point: what kind of woman is Du Juan? Before she became the Jingnan Marquis's wife, she was a special agent, and she was able to calmly perform a Cesarean section on herself in this era with these medical conditions, which means she's a very meticulous person, and her vitality and physique are also not bad.”

“Yes.”

“So, here's the problem. Being meticulous is one thing, and having good self-cultivation is another. With these two prerequisites, would she overlook the details of the wound when she was staging her suicide?

“If she wanted to use her death to force the Jingnan Marquis to break with the imperial court, forcibly dragging Tian Wujing and the Jingnan Army to the opposite side of the Yan Kingdom,

“Would she make such a low-level mistake?”

“My lord is right.”

“Damn, if Blind Man were here, he'd be quick at analyzing this.”

A Ming nodded, deeply agreeing.

“She committed suicide? She deliberately let the Jingnan Marquis see that she committed suicide? And then she committed suicide? And the child doesn't know where he went. I'm dizzy.”

“I'm a little dizzy too. At the same time, representatives of many forces in the city are equally dizzy. Oh, right, my lord, there's news that the Jingnan Marquis's wife killed a lot of people in the Marquis's mansion before leaving the mansion to go up the mountain;

“According to the person that the Sixth Prince planted next to His Highness the Crown Prince,

“The Jingnan Marquis's wife was pulling out nails.”

“Whose nails?”

“Not clear.”

It's normal for there to be nails in the Marquis's mansion, because the Jingnan Marquis's wife herself was a big nail户 (nail household – someone who refuses to relocate).

“When I came, the Jingnan Marquis was sitting there.”

Zheng Fan pointed to the threshold at the main hall entrance,

“So, the Jingnan Marquis didn't order a search of the Marquis's mansion and the entire city, and didn't look for the murderer and clues in a high-profile manner…”

A Ming then said, “Because the Jingnan Marquis knows that his wife committed suicide. What he's looking for isn't the murderer or clues, but a… explanation.”

Zheng Fan reached out and grabbed A Ming's shoulder.

A Ming felt Zheng Fan's body sway.

“And then, I cursed Tian Wujing, cursing him that even if he wanted to die with his wife and children, he had to catch the murderer and avenge them before he died, cursing him that I looked down on his current self-abandonment.”

A Ming's lips moved slightly,

He said:

“My lord, you've watched too many TV dramas.”

“I think so too.”

“But if I were the Jingnan Marquis, I would be very moved.” A Ming said, “Nothing is more touching than a genuine outpouring of emotions.”

“I didn't mean to do that.”

“Having moves is better than having no moves. My lord is wise.”

“Go to hell.”

“I still have to protect you, my lord.”

“What we need to do now is find the child. Who do you think Du Juan gave the child to after giving birth?”

“I don't know, but the person who knows may have already been silenced.”

“Silenced by her personally?”

“Yes, that's very likely.”

“A Ming, I want to know the truth.”

“I want to know too.”

Zheng Fan frowned, walked to the threshold, and sat down in Tian Wujing's previous posture,

He said:

“What do you think would happen if Tian Wujing and that old man in the Yan Kingdom's imperial palace had a falling out?”

“We would be in a lot of trouble.”

“Are you that pessimistic?”

“Li Bao's tens of thousands of Northern Town Army iron cavalry are stationed in Quhe City.”

“It's hard for him to stop Tian Wujing.”

“But it's easy to destroy Shengle City first.”

Zheng Fan was silent.

In theory, it's much closer to go to Shengle City from Quhe City than to go to Litian City.

“Forget it, let's not think about these things. If the city is gone, it's gone. Let's find the child first.”

Zheng Fan reached into his arms and took out the magic pill,

He said to himself:

“Can you find the child?”

The magic pill didn't respond, meaning it couldn't.

“My lord, the magic pill may be more convenient for finding souls, but that child may not be dead, and even if the child is gone, he probably won't immediately turn into a vengeful ghost, right?”

“Then how should we find him?”

“My lord, the biggest problem is actually that if the child doesn't have a mark, even if you really find him in the future, it will be difficult for you to be sure if he's real.”

“I know.”

“And, my lord, although our people in Litian City are very strong, excellent, well-trained and loyal, it's too, too difficult to cover so many people in Litian City, and even extend outside Litian City. It's still not enough.”

“Are you referring to yourself when you say our people in Litian City?”

“That's right.”

“You're joking in front of Du Juan right now. It's really not appropriate.”

“It would be much more convenient for us if she could turn into a zombie and sit up.”

“Huh?”

Zheng Fan said in puzzlement,

He said:

“Go and bite her and see if she can turn into a vampire?”

“My lord, the person is already dead and cold…”

“Then we can only look for A Cheng?”

“It's not a big problem for A Cheng to turn her into the lowest-level zombie, but I think if we really do that, the Jingnan Marquis will kill us all in a fit of rage.”

“Can't she have some intelligence? Like, Old Sha?”

Zheng Fan wasn't sure why Du Juan committed suicide. To put it coldly, Zheng Fan wasn't that familiar with Du Juan. If she wasn't Tian Wujing's wife, if she wasn't the mother of his godson or goddaughter, he wouldn't care if she lived or died.

Zheng Fan just didn't want to see Tian Wujing sad, and hoped that Old Tian would have something to look forward to.

Putting himself in his shoes, Zheng Fan felt that if Old Tian could be like him, and go to Sha Tuo Que Shi's coffin every now and then with some wine and dishes to talk to him, it would actually be quite happy.

“Sha Tuo Que Shi was a strong man himself, and he may have arranged things himself before going to the Northern Town Marquis's mansion, or someone else arranged them for him, and after he died in battle, the barbarian court's sacrifice barely succeeded in awakening him at the cost of almost complete annihilation.

“My lord, this model is difficult to replicate. Of course, A Cheng can do it, but it's estimated that we'll have to wait until…”

“Wait until what? My grade isn't high enough, is it?”

“Yes.”

“Then what grade do you think I have to reach?”

“Punch down the Jingnan Marquis with one punch.”

“……” Zheng Fan.

……

Tired, after overdrawing.

Blind Man is very tired now.

As a mental strength enhancer, his physical fitness is naturally not very strong.

Even after rushing as fast as he could, he still felt that he couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't possibly collapse and die on the way before he even reached Litian City, right?

Therefore, Blind Man chose to rest at the post station first.

The post station was naturally a post station of the Yan Kingdom, but it wasn't newly built, but a wubao (walled village) acting as one.

It's difficult to set up post stations in a short period of time, but it's very inconvenient without post stations and post roads, which is not conducive to the rule of the newly promoted land.

Therefore, the Yan Kingdom court used a very localized method, which was to issue "licenses" issued by the Yan Kingdom to the Jin people's wubao along the way, allowing them to act as post stations.

Yan Kingdom officials and messengers can rest and eat and drink for free in this wubao, and… change horses.

This is a bit like the service station contracting on the highway in later generations.

Providing free food and drink and horse replacement services is bound to be a losing business, but these wubao lords in Jin were fighting for it.

After all, the Yan people are the new masters of this area, and the Yan people's knives are still on their necks. First of all, you can't say "no".

At the same time, the Yan people will definitely build their own rule over Jin, which naturally requires the help of these local snakes, and these local snakes also need a ladder to hope to get a start with the new master.

The post station is a losing business, but for these wubao lords, what they lose is only small money. In the future, with this qualification, they can at least exchange it for the identity of "one of us", which can pave the way for their family's children to make a name for themselves in the Yan people's court in the future. In fact, they still earn it.

Blind Man has an official status. All the demon kings actually have one. The official status is the Yan Kingdom's cabbage-style "校尉 (Major)", which Zheng Fan handled in batches.

After entering this wubao, Blind Man took out his waist card and documents to register. Next, he could enjoy one day and one night of food and accommodation services.

Naturally, there was no overly exquisite food to eat. Blind Man ordered a bowl of meat soup and two cakes.

Eating cakes with hot soup is much more comfortable than eating dry food by himself.

After eating, he could sleep for a while, and then get up and continue on his way.

Counting the time, it would take less than two days to reach Litian City. Alas, I don't know what the situation is like in the city.

When the meat soup and cakes were brought up, Blind Man said in surprise:

“Are there so many people here?”

The post station is similar to an inn or restaurant, and there are also red tents inside, providing diversified services.

Since it's opening a post station, it's also idle when it's idle, so it will naturally do business with other people. When Yan officials come over, they can eat, drink and live for free. If other people come over, they can also eat, drink and live if they pay.

In fact, including the wubao villages within the Yan Kingdom, they will actually do similar "services". Of course, it's also possible for the black-hearted ones to directly run a "human meat bun shop". This kind of thing is especially common in troubled times.

“Isn't that right, officer? I don't know what's going on today, but there are a lot more customers today.”

Blind Man nodded and ignored the others, burying his head and starting to drink the soup.

After half a bowl of hot soup,

He felt much more comfortable.

Blind Man was about to pick up the cake, break it apart, and soak it in the soup,

When a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and a sword at his waist walked in from outside. The swordsman was also holding a baby in his arms.

As soon as the swordsman sat down, the baby started crying, crying so heart-wrenchingly.

At this time, a person who was eating and drinking at the next table suddenly stood up and cursed:

“It's so noisy, it's making my ears uncomfortable,

“Where did this bastard come from, wailing like that!”

The swordsman wasn't angry,

Instead, he nodded,

And echoed:

“It is indeed a bastard.”

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