Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

The next morning.

Shen Qingzhuo slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that he slept very peacefully last night, and he didn't wake up even once during the night.

He raised his arm carefully, stretched his waist refreshedly, and let out a contented low hum: "Mmm..."

"Sir..." The arm was only halfway out, but a hot hand grasped the wrist bone, and the young man's deep and hoarse voice came from his ears at the same time.

"Hiss..." Shen Qingzhuo took a light breath, "Xiao Qi, why are your palms so hot?"

"Huh? Is there?" Xiao Shen let go of his palm, and looked at Mr. with curved eyebrows, "Maybe... because I am Mr.'s hand warmer!"

"Hehe..." Shen Qingzhuo was successfully amused, and tapped the young man's tall nose with his fingertips, "I poured the misty soup early in the morning, who taught you?"

Xiao Shen leaned over, rubbed his cheek against Mr.'s neck, and replied with a playful smile: "You can learn by yourself."

"Okay, sir doesn't need a hand warmer these days." Shen Qingzhuo pushed his face away and sat up, "Wait until winter, and then use it to your advantage."

Xiao Shen then propped up his upper body, his eyes closely followed his slim back, "That's a good deal."

The days in summer were long, and the sky was already bright. Shen Qingzhuo put on the flying fish suit that was hanging on the rack, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and prepared to comb his hair.

Xiao Shen approached him quietly, picked up the wooden comb on the desk, and said softly, "I'll tie your hair for sir."

Sleeping in the same bed at night, the first thing you see when you wake up in the morning is your husband, and then tie your hair and wear a crown for him. Isn't this situation like...

The life of an ordinary married couple after marriage?

Thinking of this, the corners of the boy's lips raised uncontrollably.

"Can you do it?" Shen Qingzhuo looked suspiciously at the little apprentice through the bronze mirror.

"Why not?" Xiao Shen returned his confident eyes and vowed, "I know how to tie my hair!"

A quarter of an hour later—

Shen Qingzhuo helplessly snatched the hair back from the boy's hands, "If you keep combing like this, you don't have to do anything today."

Xiao Shen couldn't let go of his silky black and smooth hair, skillfully coquettishly said: "Sir, try again!"

Shen Qingzhuo just ignored him, running her fingertips through her hair, and neatly tied it up in two or three strokes.

Xiao Shen had admired enough, then bent down to pick up the white jade crown, and honestly put it on for Mr.

When the husband is at home, he likes to have half-tangled hair or loose hair, lazy and comfortable.But if he was out on business, as the governor, he would tie his hair and wear a crown, and his whole person revealed another kind of handsome beauty.

No matter how you do it, it is very beautiful.

Shen Qingzhuo stood up, "Come on, sir will tie your hair for you today."

According to the Dayong etiquette law, men who have not yet crowned do not need to tie their hair, but for the convenience of martial arts practice, the young apprentice always used to wear a high ponytail, looking like a handsome and neat young man.

Xiao Shen obediently sat on the chair, staring unblinkingly at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Okay, you're done." Shen Qingzhuo clapped his hands and took a step back in satisfaction, "Wash and change, let's have breakfast together."

After saying that, he stepped out of the bedroom first, but Xiao Shen took the opportunity to return to the bed.

He leaned over and smelled the scent left on the bed, curled up the corners of his lips contentedly, and then pulled out the mandarin duck bellyband from under the quilt.

Last night, he knelt beside his husband, imagining for a long time, but he didn't dare to do it. In the end, he just secretly stuffed the apron into the bed.Sure enough, at this moment, the apron is also covered with the rich and cold fragrance of Mr.

He covered his mouth and nose with his apron, and sniffed deeply with an obsessive expression. Early in the morning, some abnormal heat gathered in his body again.

"Xiaoqi?" Suddenly came the voice of the gentleman from the door.

Xiao Shen woke up in an instant, he stuffed his apron back under the quilt with lightning speed, and his body's heat also cooled down rapidly.

It would be terrible if Mr. found out about his actions...

Fortunately, Shen Qingzhuo didn't care, but said with a serious expression: "Someone came to report just now, and something happened in the palace."

Xiao Shen's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended not to understand and asked, "What's the matter? Is it serious?"

Shen Qingzhuo stepped into the threshold, and explained concisely: "Pan Chong, chief eunuch of Bingbi, chief inspector of ceremonies, died."

"Ah?" Xiao Shen raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How did he die?"

Shen Qingzhuo closed the palace door with his backhand, and replied in a low voice: "It was burnt to charcoal."

Xiao Shen was puzzled and said, "But isn't Pan Chong in charge of Dongchang? Who dares to set fire to him?"

Shen Qingzhuo sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea, and replied: "I heard that Pan Chong fell in love with the maid of the East Palace and forcibly took him back. Unexpectedly, the maid resisted to the death and burned his house down."

"Hmph." Xiao Shen sneered, "Then he deserves to die?"

"It's true to say so, but—the timing is too coincidental." Shen Qingzhuo picked up the teacup and put it down again, "There are not a few palace maids that Pan Chong has harmed for so many years, and they are all safe and sound so far. Something went wrong?"

Xiao Shen walked to the table, and asked tentatively, "Could it be... the crown prince wants to kill him?"

"This is even more wrong." Shen Qingzhuo frowned, "The prince is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he cannot protect himself. Why did he kill Pan Chong and offend Dongchang and the Supervisor of Rites in one fell swoop?"

Xiao Shen sat down slowly, "So, sir, who did you think killed Pan Chong?"

Shen Qingzhuo lightly tapped the table with his finger knuckles, his brows furrowed, as if lost in thought.

He didn't know that the innocent and harmless young man sitting next to him was the real culprit, let alone the tension in the young man's heart.

"Unless..." After a while, he thought about it.

Xiao Shen's hand under the table tightened, and his heart beat fast.

He can be sure that the whole plan is interlocking and foolproof, and no one will link this matter to him.

However, his husband is too smart, very wise and close to a demon, and as careful as a hair, in case...

"Unless Pan Chong and Dongchang have been used by others." Shen Qingzhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression indifferent, "Donggong, I have to kill it."

A heart fell to his throat quietly, and Xiao Shen asked in a simple tone: "Could it be... the third prince? Didn't sir say that the biggest competitor of the prince is the third prince?"

Shen Qingzhuo shook his head: "Not necessarily."

Xiao Shen: "Sir, why did you say that?"

"This matter is nothing more than two possibilities. One is that the East Palace wants to get rid of Pan Chong for some reason, and the other is that someone killed Pan Chong and then planted the blame on the East Palace." Shen Qingzhuo got up, "Mr. The only thing that is certain is that no matter who did it, this matter will be beneficial to us and will not cause any harm."

Hearing this, Xiao Shen smiled imperceptibly, and restrained himself cautiously.

This is also...

Sir, are you sure that he killed Pan Chong?

***

"My lord, Pan Changgong's body is parked here." Beizhen Fusi's coroner in charge of the autopsy stopped and pointed to the dark corpse on the wooden board.

Shen Qingzhuo frowned slightly, and covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

The corpse was completely burnt to black charcoal, and the human figure was completely unrecognizable, exuding a pungent smell of burnt flesh and bones.

Although with Pan Chong's abnormality, it is indeed not a pity to die, but this way of death is too ugly.

"Have you confirmed your identity?" Shen Qingzhuo asked.

Wu Zuo replied respectfully: "Returning to my lord, I have confirmed through the teeth and various characteristics that the deceased is indeed Pan Changgong."

At this time, Kong Baihu, who was following Lord Zhenfu, said in a cold tone: "Mr. Panchang was so majestic in his lifetime, but he is completely different after death, tsk tsk tsk..."

Jin Yiwei and Dongchang have always been at loggerheads. Before Shen Qingzhuo took office, Jin Yiwei was often beaten by Dongchang with his head pressed down. Seeing Pan Chong burnt to charcoal, Kong Shang couldn't help gloating.

Shen Qingzhuo glanced at him sideways, and reminded lightly: "Restrain yourself."

Kong Shang immediately turned serious: "Yes, my lord."

Shen Qingzhuo endured the nausea and took a step forward. After carefully observing the corpse, he asked again: "Have you determined the cause of his death?"

"This..." Wu Zuo couldn't help but wonder, "The body has been charred to such an extent that it is difficult to examine other wounds."

Kong Shang interjected again: "My lord, isn't it obvious that he was burned to death? Could there be other secrets?"

Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyes and looked into the distance, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and remembered an ancient case that he had seen.

It is said that a woman had an affair with another man, but was discovered by her husband unfortunately. In desperation, the woman murdered her lover to silence her, but she was afraid of being found out by the government, so she set off a fire to create the illusion of her husband's accidental death. , At the same time, the husband's body was burned into coke, which hindered him from making an autopsy.

But the county magistrate who accepted the case at that time thought of a way to solve the case. He ordered people to find two pigs, a live pig and a dead pig, and put them into the fire and burn them into black charcoal.The final results showed that after the live pigs were burnt to death, there would be ashes in their mouths, but there would be no ashes in the mouths of dead pigs.

Shen Qingzhuo immediately asked Wu Zuo to check the mouth of the charred corpse.

Sure enough, Wu made an inspection and found that after Pan Chong was killed, he burned his body with a big fire.

Kong Shang showed confusion: "My lord, no matter whether Pan Chong was killed and then burned, or he was directly set on fire, the result is still dead. Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference." Shen Qingzhuo smiled slightly, "Kong Shang, did you fight Pan Changgong before your death?"

"Cut..." Speaking of this, Kong Shang replied in a disdainful tone, "We have fought against each other, but how dare the subordinates dare to be serious with Pan Changgong?"

The implication is that he is extremely unconvinced.

Shen Qingzhuo continued to ask: "Then what do you think is the possibility that an ordinary court lady who has no strength to restrain a chicken killed Mr. Pan and burned his body without making any movement during the whole process?"

Kong Shang understood instantly: "The other party is not an ordinary maidservant, but a well-trained killer!"

Shen Qingzhuo nodded slightly: "If you want to be silent, you can only be killed with a knife."

Kong Shang: "Then...doesn't it mean that this case is not accidental?"

Shen Qingzhuo shrugged slightly, and then ordered: "Bring over the witness, and I will interrogate him myself."

After about a stick of incense, Pan Dongsheng walked in with his waist hooked, and knelt down to salute: "Young Pan Dongsheng, I have met you."

After a night of crying, his voice was completely hoarse, and when he spoke, it was like a leaky bellows, whirring and humbling, which made people's ears uncomfortable.

Shen Qingzhuo sat in front of the case, and said softly: "Eunuch Pan, don't be too polite, get up."

Pan Dongsheng stood up as he said, but he was still hunched over habitually, as if he couldn't stand up straight.

"I called Eunuch Pan today, it's just a routine interrogation." Shen Qingzhuo's expression was flat, with his left hand brushing away the foam in the teacup, "Eunuch Pan, don't be nervous."

"Yes yes yes..." Pan Dongsheng replied submissively, "The villain must know everything and say everything."

Shen Qingzhuo glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, observing his reaction calmly, "What were you doing when Pan Changgong's house caught fire?"

"The little one is chatting with the eunuchs on duty." Pan Dongsheng looked sad, not as if he was lying, "Suddenly someone shouted, the factory's house is flooded! The little one rushed to the godfather's house immediately, but it was too late , the fire is too big..."

Shen Qingzhuo said "hmm", "Before that, did you hear any noise from the room?"

Pan Dongsheng thought about it for a while, and replied, "Never."

"Isn't that right?" Shen Qingzhuo said with a half-smile, "My lord has also heard about Mr. Pan's habit in bed. When an ordinary woman enters the manor's house, the screams can scare a baby into tears. How could it be possible yesterday? No movement?"

In the end, the tone became colder and colder.

Pan Dongsheng trembled in fright, and stammered back: "The girl was drugged with perspiration by the younger one in advance..."

Shen Qingzhuo stared at him: "That's even more wrong. The weak woman who was drugged with sweat can actually set fire to escape immediately after waking up. Isn't your sweat drug fake and shoddy?"

Pan Dongsheng: "This... this little one really doesn't know, my lord! After sending the maid into the godfather's house, the little one immediately withdrew. As for what happened in the house afterwards, the villain has no idea."

"Oh?" Shen Qingzhuo sipped the tea lightly, and said in a neutral manner, "Then tell me what you know, for example, how did you get the man out of the Prince's Mansion in the East Palace?"

Master Shen's attitude was mild, and his tone had nothing to do with torture, but Pan Dongsheng was still so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he had prepared all the confessions in advance.

Pan Dongsheng: "Returning to my lord, the villain took advantage of the maidservant's departure from the East Palace to wrap her in a sack and bring her back."

"The sack?" Shen Qingzhuo frowned slightly, and his tone was condensed, "In broad daylight, the world is clear, you carried a maid on the sack and walked back swaggeringly? You are so brave."

Pan Dongsheng was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a "plop" and cried, "My lord, the little one has a humble status, and he relies on his godfather all day long... The little one is also forced to do nothing!"

"You have no choice but to press the button for the time being." Shen Qingzhuo got up, walked in front of him, and looked down at him condescendingly, "What my lord wants to know is, how did you escape the inspection of the forbidden army?"

Such a disdainful posture reminded Pan Dongsheng of His Highness the Seventh Prince almost instantly.

Obviously they were two different people, and Master Shen didn't have a knife in his hand, and there was no blood on his face, yet the sense of oppression and fear they brought to him was exactly the same.

"Yes, yes..." Pan Dongsheng kept wiping the cold sweat off his face with his cuff, "It's Commander Qi of the Imperial Army..."

Hearing this, Shen Qingzhuo's complexion changed slightly.

Unexpectedly, this matter was also related to the Queen Mother's faction.

***

In the Zichen Hall, Emperor Guangxi closed his eyes, meditating and cultivating immortality routinely.

Shen Qingzhuo explained all the doubtful points he had found clearly one by one. Fearing that the amount of information would be too large, Emperor Guangxi went into his left ear and out of his right ear, and finally summed up his statement thoughtfully: "In summary, the points that can be clarified in this case at present are -"

"First, Mr. Pan Chang was deliberately murdered and then set fire to his body. The murderer came prepared, not on a whim. Second, the arsonist came from the East Palace and is now missing. Jin Yiwei has been investigating. But there are no clues, as if someone deliberately concealed his whereabouts. Third, according to the information given by Dongchang, a mysterious case file in Dongchang disappeared at the same time as the incident."

When the words fell to the ground, Emperor Guangxi finally opened his cloudy eyes.

His physical foundation is broken, and his energy and spirit are getting more and more sluggish after being addicted to alchemy and cultivating immortals. The people around him are still talking nonsense, and the body of the dragon that flatters the Holy One is getting stronger day by day.

Emperor Guangxi: "Pan Chong was murdered, but Beizhen Fusi couldn't catch the murderer. Is this what Shen Qing means?"

Shen Qingzhuo immediately knelt down on one knee and pleaded guilty: "The minister is incompetent. But it has been a whole night since the minister took over the case, and the murderer has already escaped. It is really difficult to track down."

"Ahem..." Emperor Guangxi coughed a few times, then called out again, "Su Huaian."

Su Gonggong, who was guarding the gate of the hall, responded, opened the door and walked in, "Your Majesty."

"You heard it too..." Emperor Guangxi said in a gloomy tone, "Pan Chong is your man, and your man was burned to ashes, but the murderer is nowhere to be found. What do you think?"

When Eunuch Su heard the words, he knelt on the ground tremblingly, and said with tears, "Your Majesty, this old slave has not slept all night, and I feel very uncomfortable!"

Shen Qingzhuo lowered his eyelashes and remained silent.

"Pan Chong is not an old slave, but a slave who works for the emperor. Over the years, he has been conscientious and has managed the East Factory well." Eunuch Su wiped the corners of his eyes, and said in a choked voice, "This old slave never dreamed that he would end up... like this."

Emperor Guangxi: "Who says it's not? It's absurd that the dignified governor of the East Factory died at the hands of a little maidservant!"

Eunuch Su kowtowed: "Your Majesty, it's all because of the lax discipline of this old slave."

Emperor Guangxi took a breath, then looked at Shen Qingzhuo who was kneeling on the ground, "Shen Qing, tell me, this case cannot be investigated any further?"

Shen Qingzhuo replied cautiously: "There are clues, but it will take some time to find out who is behind the scenes."

At this time, Eunuch Su said something for him: "Your Majesty, Mr. Shen has always handled cases swiftly. It is true that the traitor came prepared for this matter, and he did it impeccably."

Emperor Guangxi's blue-gray face was clouded, "All the clues point to the East Palace?"

"Yes." Shen Qingzhuo hesitated slightly, "If the emperor doesn't want to—"

"I propose you to be the Commander of Jinyiwei from the third grade, and concurrently serve as the governor of Beizhen." Emperor Guangxi interrupted him, "Do you have any objections?"

Shen Qingzhuo was taken aback for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, and immediately kowtowed to thank: "My humble minister, I will definitely live up to the emperor's love!"

"Investigate!" Emperor Guangxi waved his sleeves and said with a hammer, "Pan Chong's death may have a bigger conspiracy behind it. This case must be thoroughly investigated to the end!"

Shen Qingzhuo: "I would like to obey the holy orders."

After exiting the inner hall, Shen Qingzhuo was about to leave, but he heard Su Gonggong's voice behind him: "Master Shen, please stay."

Shen Qingzhuo stopped in his tracks, turned around and comforted him, "Eunuch Su, I'm sorry."

"Ah..." Eunuch Su sighed, "It's that kid who has a poor life!"

Shen Qingzhuo cupped his hands: "It's really a traitor. Don't worry, Su Gonggong, I will definitely investigate this matter to the bottom, so that Pan Changgong's death will not be unknown."

Su Gonggong smiled with relief when he heard the words, and said: "Our family has not yet congratulated Mr. Shen on his promotion. Now the person whom the Holy Majesty trusts the most is Mr. Shen."

"Don't dare." Shen Qingzhuo also laughed, "Eunuch Su has been with the Holy Majesty for many years. In terms of the trust of the Holy Majesty, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty are not as good as Su Eunuch alone."

The two flattered each other again, before Shen Qingzhuo left.

When the case of the assassination of Concubine Yuan came to Donggong, Emperor Guangxi ordered him to stop abruptly.However, when it comes to Dongchang, Emperor Guangxi's suspicions can no longer be restrained.

Regardless of the truth of the matter, the other party handed him a good knife.

***

In Changle Palace, Xiao Shen also got relevant news immediately.

Although there was a little accident in the middle, and my husband noticed that Qi was involved in it, the general direction of the matter was still under his prediction and control.

Based on his understanding of the husband, at this time, the husband will definitely not involve the queen mother's faction in Pan Chong's case.

He put his heart down for the time being, and lay down on the ice-cold jade mat after dinner, sniffing the scent left by his husband with the tip of his nose, and clutching the apron that was also stained with cold fragrance in his hand.

After sweating all over, he unconsciously closed his phoenix eyes and fell asleep.

But completely different from the usual dreams, this time he actually entered the dream as a bystander.

In the resplendent and resplendent palace, the wind blowing from all directions stirred the layers of curtains hanging on the dragon couch, revealing a thin figure indistinctly.

He felt that figure was very familiar, so he couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to get a glimpse of the other person's appearance.

However, the next moment, heavy footsteps sounded behind him, and he stopped unconsciously.

It was a tall, well-built adult man, dressed in a black dragon-pattern robe, with golden crown and hair, full of heroism, but his face was extremely vague.

He watched the man walk towards the bed, and casually lifted the flying curtain.

His eyes widened immediately, the person who was tied up on the bed turned out to be...

gentlemen?

Wearing a close-fitting black satin underwear, the neckline is wide open, revealing a delicate and beautiful collarbone, and the collarbone and the smooth skin are covered with blue and purple red marks, like red plums covered with snow, so beautiful Thrilling.

And his favorite pair of snow wrists are being tied together by a bright red silk belt, hanging high on the carved dragon beam in the hall.

He opened his mouth anxiously, wanting to call out "Sir", but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

So, he could only watch helplessly as the man leaned down and lifted the man's jaw with his fingertips, completely revealing a flushed and beautiful face.

The man rubbed the wet lips of the husband with the pad of his thumb, and then used his index finger to push open the gap between the lips, and gently stirred the base of his tongue between them, and said something he couldn't understand with a low smile.

I saw Mr. frowning, and suddenly turned his face away and struggled.

"Go away! Don't touch my husband!" The young man was anxious and angry, sternly yelling in his heart, trying his best to move his nailed foot and rush to rescue his husband.

But the man regarded him as nothing, slipped his big hand through the silky silk, and with the other hand, he easily hugged Mr. onto his body.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" sounded, and Mr. sat on the man's waist facing him. His snow-white and slender body was blocked by the man's broad shoulders. Only the pale and fragile ankle facing him was tied with a golden The beautiful anklet swayed gently following the man's movements, making a crisp and pleasant sound...

The boy froze in place like petrified.

Until the gentleman in the man's arms raised his face, looked at him with peach blossom eyes full of steam, and cried out in his mouth, "Xiao Qi..."

"Mister...Mister!" The exclamation finally broke out, and Xiao Shen suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh..." The breath held in his chest came out slowly, he lay on the bed panting heavily, staring at the roof absently, as if he hadn't completely escaped from that gorgeous and absurd dream.

How...how could he have such a dream?

The scene in the dream was so real, it was almost like a scene that happened in real life.But the gentleman in the dream had an appearance he was not familiar with, and who was that man whose face he couldn't see clearly?

Xiao Shen suddenly jumped up from the couch, his sweat-soaked handsome face quickly darkened.

Dream, this is just a dream, it can't be counted.

He will never allow anyone to see a gentleman who looks like that, let alone touch him, to do that kind of...

No matter who that man is, anyone who dares to touch Mister will end up with only one person, who will be skinned and cramped, and his body will be torn to pieces!

The author has something to say:

Little wolf cub: I can't take it anymore, I finally had a more detailed dream, and the protagonist is not myself?

Shen Qingzhuo: ...

Well, after the fierce reminders in the comment area, I know that Lujiang is under [-], so I will see you later in Time Dafa...

Double more in one, finally made up!Everyone commented on this chapter in a low-key way...

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