ancient criminal minds

Su Yiyunge confessed his crimes, and the case of Luo Hong and Lan Jingyi's murder was finally solved. Although these two cases were nothing before the army of Jie people came under pressure, they still let Lu Zheng, who solved the case, take the limelight.

During the court meeting, Emperor Yongning also deliberately brought up this matter and praised it, which naturally made those who are interested in Lu Zheng's idea.

The eldest prince, Rong Yan, is in the bedroom of his mother Concubine Zhuang. Concubine Zhuang is already in her forties. Although her appearance is no longer young, she has a peaceful and gentle temperament around her, which makes people feel kind unconsciously. If you say Rong Yan's gentleness It's still a little superficial, but Concubine Zhuang's gentleness has soaked into the bones.At the moment, she was drinking tea unhurriedly, not noticing her son's anxious expression at all.

"Mother Concubine, you should give me a word!"

Concubine Zhuang put down her cup, pressed the corner of her mouth again, and then said softly: "You are in your twenties, why are you still so frizzy? Everyone says you are humble and polite, which shows that you are flattering."

"Mother and Concubine, what time is it, you still make fun of your son like this."

"What's the rush?" Concubine Zhuang said casually, "It's just a child who hasn't really entered the official career, is it worth you throwing away your poise and stability?"

"This is not just a child, behind him stands the British government!" Rong Yan frowned, "I'm afraid that the fourth child also has the same idea, there are many women of the right age in the imperial concubine family."

"Don't worry, this matter will not happen soon. The Guo family has a great career, and people's hearts are hard to get together." Concubine Zhuang said again, "Jun'er has reached her age, and I have indeed thought about choosing a satisfactory marriage for her. If the third son of the Lu family really As outstanding as you said, I will naturally ask His Majesty to marry him, if he is not good, I will not be able to disregard your sister's life for your own selfish desires."

Rong Yan hurriedly said: "That's natural, my sister's life is more important."

Only then did Concubine Zhuang nodded in satisfaction, and asked again: "Have you visited your Uncle Chu's residence recently?"

Rong Yan said sullenly: "Of course I went, but it's a pity that Uncle Wang always avoids seeing him."

"You silly boy, you fought so fiercely with the fourth child. He is a prince and has great power, so naturally he won't come to your muddy water. But if he ignores you, you have to do what you have to do. You, a living person, go there, which will naturally deepen his impression. After a long time, he will see you differently from the fourth child." Concubine Zhuang taught her son, "Either you don't go at first, since you have gone , don’t give up halfway.”

Rong Yan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Concubine Zhuang glanced at the post on the table, and said again: "By the way, when it comes to the King of Chu, I remembered that the case of Luo Hong and Lan Jingyi has been solved, and the seats of Dali Temple Minister and Shaoqing are vacant." , what are your plans?"

"Mother and concubine, don't mention it." The eldest prince sighed, "I originally thought that if Du Ruo had qualifications and ability, this Dali Temple minister was already in our pocket. The second went up, but the Shaoqing of Dali Temple was taken down by that kid from the Zhao family without making a sound."

"The Zhao family?"

"The eldest son of the Zhao family is said to be called Zhao Jin. The Zhao family has kept a low profile in Beijing these years, so it turns out that he is also a dog that bites people and doesn't bark." Rong Yan said bitterly.

Concubine Zhuang frowned: "Didn't the Zhao family get implicated in the matter of King Wei back then and fell into a slump for a long time?"

Rong Yan said: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The Zhao family never really hurt their muscles and bones back then. They can't bear it because they have been recuperating all these years."

"I heard earlier that the Zhao family has a concubine who has taken refuge with the fourth child?"

Rong Yan snorted contemptuously: "The fourth brother put him in the Ministry of Punishment, but it's a pity that the mud couldn't support the wall, and he doesn't know where he went now."

The corner of Concubine Zhuang's lips curled up: "...it's a bit of a pity."

But at this moment, the person they were talking about was in a dark secret room in Yanjing City.

Zhao Xueqian's hands and feet were locked by thick shackles, and the thick chains on the shackles extended to the wall. The room was very simple, with only a bed and a table.

Right now it is the coldest time of late spring, but Zhao Xueqian is naked, his lips are white from the cold, fortunately there is a quilt on the bed, but there is no charcoal fire, he is still shivering from the cold.

At this time, there was the sound of a key turning from the door, Zhao Xueqian thought it was someone delivering food, he shook his body and raised his head, but when he saw the face of the visitor, he changed dramatically.

Zhao Jin was dressed in a gorgeous brocade, with a squirrel fur cloak covering his head. He had a feminine appearance, a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, and a frivolous smile on his lips.But Zhao Xueqian looked at him as if he was looking at an evil spirit, and to him, the person in front of him was indeed an evil spirit, and he was responsible for falling into such a situation.

Zhao Jin approached Zhao Xueqian with a smile: "How is the ninth brother doing these days?"

Zhao Xueqian gritted his teeth tightly, not daring to reveal a trace of resentment, because he knew that Zhao Jin was a very small-minded person. Back then, he only scolded the other party as a sissy, and he was hated by him to this day, not to mention that once he showed any resentment, This person will treat him with harsher punishment.

But even so, Zhao Jin didn't intend to let him go. He gently raised Zhao Xueqian's chin, looked around, and then sighed: "Haozhi said that the third sister looks like me, but I don't think so. Brother, you are obviously the one who resembles me the most!"

Zhao Xueqian pursed his lips, and an ominous premonition spread in his heart. He knew that Zhao Jin hated others saying that he looked like a woman, and he might not be able to be kind today. Desperation rose in his heart, but the hand on his side gradually shook. into a fist.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jin changed the subject: "But I'm not angry."

Zhao Xueqian was stunned, and even gave Zhao Jin a rare look of surprise.

Zhao Jin was also a little interested, and said: "I haven't told you the good news!" His nails brushed Zhao Xueqian's cheek lightly, just like his voice, "I just took office in Dali. Si Shaoqing."

These words are like a stone thrown into the center of the lake, causing ripples in layers.Zhao Xueqian was a little dazed. He studied hard for several years and was admitted to Jinshi with great difficulty, but he still had to rely on the powerful to survive in the officialdom, but what did Zhao Jin have? !Aside from his status as the eldest son of the Zhao family, he was incompetent in literature and martial arts, and he was ignorant since he was a child, so why should he be the young minister of Dali Temple!

At this moment, Zhao Xueqian forgot to be humble to Zhao Jin. With raging anger in his eyes, he asked hoarsely, "Why?"

His disrespect didn't make Zhao Jin angry. He propped his chin and thought about it carefully: "Why... probably because of my identity." With a smile on his lips, he spit out malicious words lightly , "Just like you have been refusing to admit, but this is the truth!"

Zhao Xueqian's lips were almost bleeding from his bite, Zhao Jin's words broke his last illusion, and he slowly lowered his head dejectedly.

Zhao Jin laughed happily, grabbed his clothes, and lifted him up: "Ninth brother, I am happy today, if you beg for mercy, how about I forgive you?"

Zhao Xueqian's eyes were dull, and his lips mechanically followed his words: "Please."

He was begging for mercy, but Zhao Jin's face turned cold. He found that watching this stubborn brother begging for mercy seemed not as interesting as he imagined. He didn't speak, so Zhao Xueqian continued to say "Please."

Zhao Jin snorted coldly: "Kneel down and lick my shoes."

Zhao Xueqian immediately climbed out of bed, not caring about the coldness of the ground, and crawled at Zhao Jin's feet, actually sticking out his tongue to lick his shoes.

Zhao Jin kicked him out, Zhao Xueqian's back hit the table leg, he coughed and slowly got up from the ground.

Zhao Jin walked over, then squatted down, and looked at the interlaced scars on his naked white body. There were several whip marks on his chest and abdomen, which were whipped by himself with a horse whip, and on his legs and arms. There are many bruises, which were kicked by myself. Besides, there are strangulation marks and various marks. There is hardly a piece of good flesh, but the most wonderful thing is that there is a burn in the shape of a peony flower on his shoulder blade. Hen, that was originally a hairpin that he bought for his concubine's room. He didn't know how to put the hairpin into the fire that day, and then burned it on his back.

Now, the charred flesh has scabbed away, leaving only a bewitching peony flower on his shoulder.

Zhao Jin looked at it, but the expression in his eyes gradually changed.

Zhao Xueqian kept his head down, so he didn't see his expression, but when Zhao Jin stretched out his hand, he still fled back reflexively. Who knows how far he was caught by the iron chain, and then Zhao Jin Flick to the ground mercilessly.

Zhao Xueqian only thought that Zhao Jin was going to hit him to vent his anger, so he just tightly protected his head, but the pain never came, but a warm and moist object stuck to his shoulder blade.Zhao Xueqian froze for a moment, trying to turn his head with difficulty to see what new method Zhao Jin used to torture him, but just in time to see Zhao Jin raised his head, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

Zhao Jin pinched his chin and turned him around, and then a heavy body was pressed down like this. Zhao Xueqian's skin touched the silky brocade, which made him widen his eyes in disbelief, as if realizing that Zhao Xueqian Jin wanted to do something, he struggled violently, but unfortunately hunger and cold made his struggle extremely weak, coupled with the shackles, he did not break free from Zhao Jin's control at all, but instead made him frown in displeasure.

"Tsk tsk, why are you always so mischievous, Ninth Brother?" Zhao Jin sighed softly, untied her belt, and tied Zhao Xueqian's hands on the table legs.

The oil lamp on the table shook violently, and the small flame cast the shaking lamp shadow on the wall, and the elongated shadow reflected the two overlapping bodies like a scene in hell.

Zhao Xueqian's eyes were fixed on the shadow of the lamp on the wall. His eyes that should have been ashen ashes seemed to have jumped into a spark in the oil lamp, slowly rekindling the flame called revenge.