Beauty is sick

The expression on Cuiyun's face cracked, she was completely panicked, shaking like a sieve: "He, is he dead?"

Lin Jingkong's calm eyebrows and eyes contained a deep hostility, and he was dressed in black, making him even more fierce: "The corpse is in the yamen, since you and him are friends after a night of sleep, then go and recognize him, take a look Is he the same as the person who was lying next to you last night?"

Cuiyun cried out in shock: "My lord, my lord, I was wrong, I lied, don't arrest me, I'm not with him, I don't know anything..."

Lin Jingkong frowned: "Shut up, take it back to the Yamen, and interrogate it carefully."

The old bustard didn't dare to make a sound, watching the officers and soldiers escort Cuiyun away: "Officer, officer, Sun Liu is dead?"

Lin Jingkong said "hmm" in a neutral tone: "You, Tianxianglou, don't do business for the time being, just deal with it quickly, and the people from the yamen will come over later."

At this time, it is still uncertain whether Sun Liu died in Tianxiang Building or his commanding mansion. The lobby where the body was hung has been sealed off, and no traces have been found. It is very likely that Sun Liu died in Tianxiang Building. If there are clues left, they must be blocked as soon as possible for investigation.

Lin Jingkong left first with his people. Without his order, no one could mobilize the officers and soldiers in Huaizhou City.

Pei Zhe looked at the closed door, touched his nose, and immediately gasped in pain: "God damn Jin Lingjiu, I'm just going against you."

He raised his hand while muttering, and just as he was about to knock on the door, that hand stopped suddenly and pushed the door open with force.

In the room, Jin Lingjiu was sitting quietly. He didn't know when there was an extra book in his hand, and he was concentrating on flipping through it. Zuo Ping stood behind him, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, motionless, like a living stone statue.

Pei Zhe curled his lips, looked at the left screen next to him, and then at the noisy Yun Wuyang in his own house, it was not even 01:30.

Jin Lingjiu raised his head from the pages of the book, the window in the room was open, the evening light and the cool wind poured into the room together, blowing away the thick powdery smell, he turned his body slightly, his face was peaceful.

The atmosphere that was tired of powder and powder changed into a new breath, but Pei Zhe could only smell the smell of herbs, and he could faintly see the rouge and gouache particles floating in the air, which brought an illusion, as if he was still in that Thick powder fragrance.

What Lin Jingkong said was right, this Tianxiang Building is too famous, its powder and powder can drown people.

Pei Zhe pinched the folding fan, feeling a little at a loss: "Let's go?"

Jin Lingjiu closed the book and stood up: "Let's go."

The two left side by side familiarly.

He seemed to come looking for him specially, as if he had been waiting for him.

The two just met each other not long ago, but the tacit understanding surprised Zuo Ping who had a panoramic view of everything. It has been more than ten years since he followed Jinling Jiu, and he has never seen anyone get along with Jin Lingjiu like this Natural harmony.

The left screen had a vague premonition that these two people would not stop there, there seemed to be a unique magnetic field between them, and no one else could blend in.

Pei Zhe glanced at the book in his hand, and the slender and cold joints were pinched on the spine of the book, matching it perfectly: "What book?"

Jin Lingjiu's face froze, and he coughed lightly: "It's nothing, I picked it up casually, I'll look through it when I'm bored."

"Really?" Pei Zhe squinted his eyes, grabbed Jin Lingjiu's sleeve with one hand, and instead of grabbing the book, pinched Jin Lingjiu's wrist, exerted forceful force, and squeezed his wrist to hold the book. Turn it up, "Huh? "The Secret History of the Bed and Curtain"? Why haven't I heard the title of the book?"

Jin Lingjiu withdrew his hand abruptly, seeing Pei Zhe's expression of inquiry, he thought for a while and stuffed the book into his arms: "I found it in the room, if you like it, just take it and read it."

If you don't take advantage of the bastard, Pei Zhe loves all kinds of books, whether it is a huge collection of classics or various story books in the market, he has read a lot, and immediately flipped through this book "The Secret History of the Bed and Curtain" that he had never heard before. ", judging from the name, it should be related to the bed, with the word "history" on it, could it be about the history of the bed?

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Pei Zhe suddenly closed the book.

Jinling Jiuhao looked at him leisurely, pretending to be concerned: "Does it look good?"

The handsome Tanhualang's ears are red, as red as the bleeding spot on the tip of his nose. His skin is not as white as Jinlingjiu, but a very healthy white, like the sun after the first snow, mixed with a touch of gentle gold, so It was very obvious that he blushed, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "You, what are you doing reading this kind of book?!"

Jin Lingjiu held back his smile, and said seriously, "Choose the wrong word."

Pei Zhe: "Huh?"

The "Secret History of the Bed and Curtain" was tightly squeezed by Pei Zhe, and it was hidden in his wide sleeves. Jin Lingjiu had to stretch out his hand to grab his wrist, and then pointed to the words on the cover of the book: "This word is spelled wrong, According to the content of the painting, it should be 'things', not 'history'."

Pei Zhe stared at the word and didn't know what to say for a while. As expected of the Ninth Young Master, this reaction to looking at the erotic album is absolutely unique, and there is no other second in the world.

Yun Wuyang has been waiting at the gate of Tianxiang Tower. He has a violent temper, but he absolutely obeys Pei Zhe's orders.

Before the doctor and Lin Jingkong came in and out one after another, he was anxious. He was relieved when he saw that Pei Zhe came out of Tianxiang Tower safe and sound. I was relieved and out of breath.

Gan, it's too early!

"Young master, you are injured!"

Pei Zhe knew that he was worried about himself, but his words and tone sounded agitated, as if his injury was a good thing: "It's okay, don't worry."

Yun Wuyang disapproved: "My lord, you are still lying, are you okay? You are all disfigured!"

Pei Zhe, who had just found some comfort from the doctor, froze and couldn't laugh anymore. He said angrily, "I am the most handsome boy among the ten miles and eight villages in Huaizhou city, what a disfigured ghost!"

Yun Wuyang was weak: "But you clearly..."

Under Pei Zhe's cannibalistic gaze, Yun Wuyang's voice became lower and lower.

Jin Lingjiu looked at the master and servant with great interest. This was a master-servant relationship he had never experienced before. Among his subordinates, Zuo Ping had followed him the longest, but Zuo Ping had never been so "disobedient" he.

It's not that I'm envious, but I just feel a little novel, as if I'm used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and I'm surprised when I suddenly see wild vegetables.

Yun Wuyang's surprise and sudden end came under Pei Zhe's fan. Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu walked in front side by side, Zuo Ping and Yun Wuyang were one step behind. .

The two of them didn't speak, and walked slowly towards the inn, not feeling bored.

All the clues ended in Tianxiang Building, and the next step was to wait for the results of the investigation. Pei Zhe knew that he would be relatively free in the next few days, and it was time to find out the whereabouts of His Royal Highness.

Jin Lingjiu opened his mouth first, seemingly casually saying, "How's your harvest today?"

Pei Zhe shook his head: "Shang Ke, why did you appear in Tianxiang Tower?"

Lin Jingkong asked this question before, but Jin Lingjiu didn't answer seriously, so Pei Zhe asked again now, because he was serious and wanted an answer.

Jin Lingjiu folded his hands behind his back, and said slyly, "Walk around."

Again and again, asking twice without getting an answer, Pei Zhe knew that Jin Lingjiu would not answer him, so he didn't struggle too much: "Good shopping, what happened to the exception I told you to look at?"

Jin Lingjiu pondered for a moment, not without regret: "It's broken."

Just walking to the entrance of the inn, Pei Zhe was stunned in place, Jin Lingjiu didn't stop walking, and went in first with Zuo Ping.

Yun Wuyang looked at Pei Zhe with a strange expression, thinking that he was still thinking about the loss of appearance, and asked cautiously: "Young master, are we not going in? In fact, you haven't changed much. Even if you lose your appearance, you are still the most handsome young master in Huaizhou City." .”

Pei Zhe snorted softly, with a bright smile on his face, without any sign of depression: "That's not true, my reputation as the most beautiful man in the world is not in vain, so take a good rest, I will treat you today, let's Go to Zhong Limei to collect the debt, and have a good meal."

Yun Wuyang: "?"

Zhong Limei had already left the inn, he left a letter saying that he would go home and pack his things, and he would come back tomorrow with medical expenses.

Pei Zhe touched his purse and fell into deep thought: "What do you want to eat?"

Yun Wuyang had a bitter face, and was more pragmatic: "My lord, what else can we eat?"

In the money bag there is still the silver ingots given by Lin Jingkong today, and the rest are fragments of copper plates. Yesterday he helped Zhong Limei pay the medical expenses. showed up.

It's really not that the salary is too small to support him, Pei Zhe is still the prince's young teacher no matter what, there is another story about this matter, he chose it himself, so he has to grit his teeth and endure it now.

Pei Zhe took out the silver ingot, threw it into the air and reached out to catch it: "Let's go, monks don't tell lies, if we say we want to eat it, we have to eat it."

Yun Wuyang silently reminded: "My lord, you are not a monk, alas, Buddhism does not make you poor."

The little book boy who tried to pretend to be deep was slammed by the son, and then Pei Yun and Pei Yun happily went to eat together. Not long after they arrived in Huaizhou City, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince disappeared, and the prefect of Huaizhou hanged himself. The night banquet turmoil, as well as one after another of the homicide cases, they are in a hurry, so far they haven't had a good time shopping.

Due to a little financial constraints, the two chose a small stall, bought two special pearl and emerald glutinous rice balls, and ordered two bowls of sesame oil chicken shredded noodles. stand up.

The stall was set up by a grandma, and I gave them two extra plum blossom cakes, which are made of fresh plum blossoms, have a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, are pink and tender, and are in the shape of plum blossom petals, very cute.

Yun Wuyang liked this kind of small pastry, and took a bite out of it after eating: "Well, it smells so good, it's plum blossom fragrance."

Pei Zhe's nose was injured and blocked, and he couldn't smell the plum blossom. He never liked sweet and greasy gadgets. Seeing that Yun Wuyang was so intoxicated by eating, he took a tentative bite: "It's not bad, not very sweet."

The pastry is soft and glutinous, although it is not as delicate as the one made by Yushanfang, but it is fresher. The plum blossom aroma is fresh and rich, and it has a special flavor, especially the sweetness, which is very suitable for Pei Zhe's taste.

After finishing the plum blossom cakes quickly, Pei Zhe licked his lips eagerly, got up and walked to Grandma's side: "Grandma, that plum blossom cake is delicious, I want to buy another one."

He was well-behaved, and grandma smiled and handed him the paper bag containing plum blossom cakes: "The little doll is so handsome, as long as you like it, it's not expensive, you can buy whatever you want, it happens to be the last one left, grandma will give it to you .”

Pei Zhe repeatedly pushed back, but Grandma still refused to take it. She slowly cleaned up the stall, her hunched back looked even thinner under the candle lamp, and there was a thin piece of iron armor on the stall, Pei Zhe pursed her lips, Counted thirty of the remaining copper plates, put them on the table, and left quietly with Yun Wuyang.

Pei Zhe often does this kind of thing, Yun Wuyang is no longer surprised, he looked at the paper bag in his hand eagerly: "Young master, do you still eat?"

His son doesn't like to eat too much sweet things, this plum blossom cake must be bought for him——

"Eat." Pei Zhe didn't lift his eyelids, and stuffed the paper bag into his bosom.

Yun Wuyang looked depressed: "..." As for it, I don't know how to snatch it!

But he was relieved in an instant, and asked excitedly: "Young master, let's go to my mother-in-law's to eat tomorrow, okay, so that you can help her more."

"I won't go." Pei Zhe said calmly, "I have just donated all the remaining usable belongings. If we go again, we will starve to death."

Yun Wuyang's eyes were full of astonishment: "My lord, why are you so...generous this time?"

In the past, when they helped others, they would not give too much money. One was to do what they could, and the other was to prevent the recipients from having the idea of ​​getting something for nothing.

Pei Zhe held the plum blossom cakes in his mouth, and sighed softly: "The world is not peaceful, and it is not easy for everyone. It is really not easy for the grandma to come out to make a living after she is over seventy years old. What's more, the young and middle-aged in her family participated in the conscription. It is even more difficult for her to be an old woman in charge of the house.”

Yun Wuyang scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "My lord, how do you know that people in her family have been conscripted?"

"Not only conscription, but also sacrifice." Pei Zhe said, sighing again, "The iron armor pieces on the stall were taken from the leather armor of the soldiers. Grandma didn't even bother to go out of the stall. I forgot to bring the piece of armor, it must have been left by a close relative. The piece of armor is very thin and worn out, and it has a certain age. Now the situation is a bit quieter. I don’t know when her family was drafted into the army. As an official of the imperial court, I have the responsibility to help, and since I have seen it, I cannot ignore it."

Yun Wuyang nodded solemnly: "My lord is so kind, you are the best person I have ever met."

Yun Wuyang is an orphan adopted by Pei Zhe's family. Both of his parents died in the war. Yun Wuyang has a good heart and a single-mindedness in his work. He hates wars that cost people and money, but sympathizes with the soldiers who put on armor for their country like his father.

Pei Zhe said helplessly, "Is this all right?"

Yun Wuyang's eyes were red, and his tone was extremely firm: "Young master is very good, you are the best person, no matter what you want to do, from literature to martial arts, I am willing to follow you, I believe in you, you will definitely make the world peaceful , so that the common people can live and work in peace and contentment, and be able to have enough food.”

A sour feeling came to his head, Pei Zhe closed his eyes, and promised in a gentle voice: "Everything will be fine."

The plum blossom cake was pinched by Pei Zhe all the time, and he didn't realize it until he arrived at the inn, because he was emotional when talking with Yun Wuyang, he didn't pay attention for a moment, his hand was a little stronger, and a round depression was pinched in the middle of the plum blossom cake, The good little pastry was almost crushed into pastry crumbs.

Pei Zhe stood in front of the door of Tianzi No. [-], looking at the paper bag in his hand with a dull face, how do I deliver it?Even if Pei Zhe didn't care about his face, he couldn't help being stunned for a while when encountering such a thing.

"Tsk, it's better not to give it away." Jingui's delicate bird has the best food and clothing, so how could he eat the cake crumbs he bought from a roadside stall.

Pei Zhe turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, the door of Tianzi No. [-] opened.

Zuo Ping came out from the inside without saying anything. After seeing Pei Zhe, he lowered his head and left. The footsteps behind him did not stop, and they approached slowly.

Pei Zhe gripped the paper bag tightly, and completely crushed the plum blossom cake, which could barely keep the shape of a pastry, into pastry crumbs.

Pei Zhe: "..."

The sound of footsteps stopped not far away, and a lazy voice sounded: "I have been standing outside the door for so long, Tanhualang is looking for something?"

"Well, I have something to do." Pei Zhe turned around calmly, and looked at Jin Lingjiu who was leaning on the door frame, "I'm homesick, come to ask Mr. Jiu for a cup of tea."

Jin Lingjiu looked at him silently, and smiled after two seconds.

He brewed tea for Pei Zhe, and for many reasons, he chose the tea from Xiaoxiang in the south, which Pei Zhe must be very familiar with. , but Pei Zhe still came today and said he was here for tea.

Interesting, so much fun.

Jin Lingjiu raised his hand to cover his forehead, covering his eyes. His movements were relatively large. His shoulders and neck formed a smooth curve. His thin figure seemed to contain a force that cannot be ignored. A smile appeared on his lips. Like a cold moon in his arms, he sighed sincerely: "Pei Zhe, you interest me very much."

Pei Zhe didn't have much reaction to this. He raised his eyebrows, not surprised that he would get such an honor: "Since you are very interested, can you buy me a cup of tea?"

Jin Lingjiu sighed, but his well-shaped eyes were full of excitement: "You said so, how could I refuse."

Drink tea.

So far, they have had tea together twice.

The first time, they drank Xiaoxiang tea from the Southland. They asked each other many questions about the death of the magistrate; It was another confrontation while sipping tea to solve the problem.

Tonight was the third time that Pei Zhe wanted to ask Jinling Jiu for a cup of tea. This was not only for a cup of tea, but also a signal that Pei Zhe wanted to make a move. He was expressly telling Jinling Jiu.

Pei Tanhua is thoughtful, cunning and cunning. He knows how to catch big fish with a long line. He can hold his breath and endure loneliness.

All in all, tough to deal with.

The things he investigated about Pei Zhe emerged in Jin Lingjiu's mind. Before tonight, he had never wavered from the information he had, but the Pei Zhe just now was very different, completely breaking his cognition.Knowing oneself, knowing one's enemy, and winning every battle is a dangerous signal. He should have changed his plan immediately, but Jin Lingjiu couldn't control himself.

He can't wait to play against this interesting guy, it must be fun.

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