[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

The eldest prince's body was lying on the bed, his eyes were still open.

The official who followed in shivered suddenly.

Zhang Heng didn't even change his face. He stretched out his hand and checked the corpse. There was a dagger stuck in his heart.

"See something?" Zhang Heng slightly turned his head and asked.

The official thought that Zhang Heng was him, and his face was red with anxiety, but he heard Jia She replied: "The murderer is probably an acquaintance with the eldest prince."

"Oh?" Zhang Heng's hands paused, and he turned around, "Why do you say that?"

"Look, my lord, the blood flowed from the door all the way to the bedside. Judging from the shape of the blood, it should be the blood spattered from a knife wound. Then the eldest prince should have been attacked at the door, and it is said that the body was killed in the middle of the night." It was discovered, then in the middle of the night, the eldest prince is in a foreign country, no matter how much he trusts in his heart, he will not rashly open the door to us Daan people, and judging from the scars on his back, the eldest prince still trusts this person very much , so after opening the door, he turned around and wanted to go back to the bed. These two pieces of evidence are enough to prove that the one who killed the eldest prince was not from our Daan people." Jia She said vaguely.

But both Zhang Heng and the little official understood what Jia Amnesty meant to say that the murderer was a barbarian.

"Absurd! Absurd!" The third prince's voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Jia Amnesty and Zhang Heng turned around.

The third prince lifted up his robe and walked into the house, followed by a group of attendants, "I thought the people brought by Mr. Zhang had some good ideas, but I didn't expect to put the blame on us! It's really ridiculous! "

"Third Prince's words are wrong, the student is just saying something, how can he say that he is trying to shirk the crime?" Jia She replied neither humble nor overbearing.

The third prince looked Jia She up and down with a sneer, "Who are you? What right do you have to talk to me?"

"Students have no office or job, they are just Jie Yuanlang." Jia Amnesty replied.

The corner of the third prince's lips twitched, "I don't know who this king is. It turns out that he is just a little Xie Yuanlang, not even an official. How can he speak nonsense here!"

"Just because he's mine!" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, the air in his elegant eyebrows permeated people, like a thousand-year-old ice that would not melt.

"If I can be here, he can be here."

The third prince was speechless for a moment.

The little official hurriedly came out to smooth things over, and said with a smile: "Third Prince, don't be angry, you also want to get to the bottom of the case as soon as possible. In this case, it is always good to have one more person to help."

"Yes, third prince, logically speaking, it is a good thing to have one more person to help. You are so angry, is there some inconvenience in it that we don't know about?" Jia She said coolly, with deep meaning in his words, It's impossible to get to the bottom of it.

"Okay, I'd like to see if Mr. Zhang can find the murderer within five days with the help of Xie Yuanlang!" The third prince walked away after saying these words, obviously very angry.

After he left, Jia Amnesty clapped his hands, "You really look down on people."

Zhang Heng giggled, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, leaving behind a faint smile, he chuckled and said: "Yan Shenggong is very right, this Xie Yuanlang is really eloquent."

His laughter is extremely low, and his voice is also low, but it seems to be hooked, making people tickle. A pair of phoenix eyes that can't be described by fine brushwork are faintly smiling, like spring flowers in May, soft catkins, silently Everywhere stirs the heartstrings.

Jia She gave him a white look, three parts false and three parts true, "Master Zhang, why don't you worry about your five days, after deducting today, there are only four days left."

"No hurry." Zhang Heng stared at the corpse with eyes open on the bed, and said slowly, "I have already made plans."

"What plan?" Jia Amnesty asked curiously.

Zhang Heng smiled slightly, "Come here with your ears."

Jia Amnesty leaned forward full of curiosity, Zhang Heng was taller than him, so he had to stand on tiptoe and listen.

"I won't tell you." Zhang Heng said with a light smile, and sprayed the scorching scent of plum blossoms on Jia She's ears. Just like blood.

Jia Amnesty took a quick step back, covered his ears, and stared at Zhang Heng.

The smile on Zhang Heng's face grew wider.

He turned around and told the little official: "For the time being, don't allow anyone to come in here, even if the third prince comes, he will stop him."

"Yes, yes." The little official nodded sadly and said yes.

"Let's go, there is a wonton stall open now, you can't ask you to eat plum cakes to fill your stomach in winter." Zhang Heng said with a smile.

The wonton stall is not big, it's just a small place outside the house in the depths of a small alley.

There are only three or four tables and seven or eight stools.

"Here comes, guest officer, your wontons, eat slowly, be careful of burning." An old man with a rag on his shoulders kindly brought up two bowls of wontons.

Zhang Heng took two pairs of chopsticks and handed one pair to Jia Amnesty, "This is a time-honored shop, and it is also a place where the gourmets in the capital often come. Don't think there are many people here. Wait until the sun comes out. I don't even have to sit down."

Jia Amnesty took the chopsticks and glanced at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's down-to-earth words sounded particularly pleasing to the ear.

He lowered his head to look at the hot wontons that had just been served. It was steaming, and finely chopped shallots were sprinkled on top. The wontons were small but had thin skins and big fillings. Fat meat, it tastes refreshing and strong. The soup base is made from pork bones, and there is a faint medicinal fragrance in it. After taking a sip of the soup, you can feel the warmth from your mouth to your stomach, and you will feel refreshed .

"Delicious." Jia She praised.

Such a bowl of wanton looks simple, but it is more delicious than delicacies from mountains and seas.

"It's fine if you like it, young master. I have other stuffed wontons here. If you like it, I'll give you another bowl of other stuffs." Without stopping, he said to Jia Amnesty.

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, I have been coming to your store for many years, and I have never seen you send it back."

Uncle Liu said with a chuckle: "Master Zhang's words will upset the little old man. The little old man wants to give it away, but you are not willing to accept it."

Jia Amnesty gave a low laugh, thinking it was interesting and amusing.

After eating a bowl of wontons, Jia Amnesty was already full, and the soup base was really filling. He politely declined the store's offer and followed Zhang Heng out of the alley.

"Anyway, there's nothing to do, go sit at my house." Zhang Heng said.

Jia Amnesty is all right, besides, he has been thinking about Zhang Heng's good tea art for a long time, it is really nice to drink a cup of tea after eating.

It is still the small red clay stove.

"Recently, you opened a new jar of plum snow harvested last year. You are lucky." Zhang Heng said jokingly while adding tea to the teapot.

Jia Amnesty chuckled, "Thanks to your lord."

This time, the tea Zhang Heng made was Pu'er.

Early in the morning, health preservation is the main focus, and Pu'er is warm in nature, which is just right for a light drink after a meal.

After taking a sip of tea, Jia Amnesty was satisfied and narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction.

Zhang Heng was holding a teacup in his hand, and seeing him like this, he couldn't help showing a little smile, "Enhou is still a child."

Jia She paused for a moment, and glanced at the Pu'er tea in his hand. He didn't mind eating people's mouths, but taking people's hands short!

"I was there just now, and I didn't mean to tease you." Zhang Heng took a sip of tea and explained, "There are so many people in that place, you can't guarantee that the walls have ears. I'm not guarding against you."

Jia Amnesty glanced at Zhang Heng, and the lingering anger in his heart dissipated.

He is not a person who does not know the importance, but just now...

Shaking his head, shaking the thoughts in his mind, Jia She said: "Are you sure you can catch the real culprit within a few days?"

"That's natural." Zhang Heng raised his eyelids and said with a light smile, "Otherwise, why would I still be sitting here drinking tea?"

Jia Amnesty was very curious, but he knew that if Zhang Heng wanted to tell him, he would naturally tell him, and if he didn't want to tell him to ask, it would cause him more trouble.

He put his head down and drank his tea.

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "Don't you ask?"

Jia Amnesty didn't even lift his eyelids, "Don't ask."

Isn't it enough to suffer once? !

Curiosity will kill the cat!He still drinks tea honestly!Well, this tea is really fragrant!

"Come here with your ears, I will definitely tell you this time." Zhang Heng smiled deeply, his eyes were like a pool of melted spring water, and there was a smile in every drop.

"No." Jia Amnesty resolutely refused, he didn't want it!

Even if he, Jia Amnesty, is dead or deaf, he will never listen...

"Come here with your ear attached, I'll give you some plum cake later." Zhang Heng laughed.

Jia Amnesty: "Sir, please tell me."

That's how he knows the times!