[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

The emperor always kept his promises when he spoke, spitting a nail, saying that if he wanted to go out of the palace to play, he would go out of the palace to play, even if it snowed on the way, he still insisted on arriving at the Jinyi guard.

Yesterday, Tan Zhao was in a very good mood, even when Bai Jun sent someone to find him to go out to investigate the case, he said in a serious manner that he still had important things to do at the Jinyi Guards today, and Bai Jun left a Jinyi Guard, He brought people to investigate the case in a hurry.

Tan Zhao said that the life in Jinyi Weisuo was not bad, so there was a reason for it. The cook in the Weisuo did not know where he came from, and he was good at cooking authentic northern dishes. Refreshing feeling.

It happened to be lunch time when Zhu Houcong low-key arrived at the Jinyi Guard.

"You are having a good time!"

Tan Zhaoshunpo saluted and saw that his Jin Yiwei had gone out to guard early. The two of them were alone in the room, so he boldly asked, "Your Majesty, do you need some?"

In this winter day, Jinyi Weisuo naturally didn't have any fresh seasonal vegetables, one cabbage, one roasted meat, and one soup, which was already a high standard, but for the emperor, it was simply rudimentary.

"Bold!"

Tan Zhao stepped back: "Caomin is bold."

Zhu Houcong is inexplicably very useful, and it's not that there are no courtiers who flatter and flatter him, but this person's actions are strangely fresh and refined. Could it be because... this person has supernatural powers? !

"Forgive your innocence."

Tan Zhao grinned: "Thank you, Your Majesty." Then he brought up his "masterpiece" yesterday, "Your Majesty, how is Caomin's 'Qingci' written?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Houcong really felt angry and funny. In the whole world, there are many scholars and officials begging to send him Qing Ci. It is rare for him to ask someone to write by name. This person is good, and he really wrote it. The word "Qingci" was given to him, as if he cherished the brush and ink, and his calligraphy and painting were very valuable.

If it was someone else, he would have pulled him down and beheaded him long ago, but it's so strange that the writing in this painting is really like the person.

"How did you do it?" If it can be delivered to him, it proves that there is nothing wrong with the calligraphy and painting. There is nothing but the medicinal fragrance of tranquility, Taoist charms, and Zen fragrance of Buddhism. smell.

The iron painting with silver hooks looks like a fairy, but it gives people a sense of peace and justice.

He was sure that this feeling was not an illusion.

"What does His Majesty think of cultivating the Tao?"

Zhu Houcong is 26 years old this year, and Gao Gaoyuan is 20 years old this year. The two people combined are less than 50 years old, but they imitate the old man's discussion, and they talk with great interest. Unknowingly, the dishes on the table are empty.

Zhu Houcong silently put down his chopsticks, pretending that nothing happened.

Tan Zhao: ...the Emperor's idol burden weighs ten tons.

The snow outside the window is getting heavier, and it will be the first month of the new year in a few days. Zhu Houcong doesn't have much expectations for this. His parents died early, and there is only Yongchun among his brothers and sisters. Now Yongchun has passed away. Married, he has no heirs, he is the master of the world, but also the loneliest person in the world.

Zhu Houcong suddenly had an idea: "You make a lot of sense, but I like to 'witness with my own eyes'."

Tan Zhao: "??"

"I have a sister from the same country, do you know?"

Tan Zhao couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. Didn't he ask knowingly: "I know."

"Xie Zhao has a calm personality and is a good person, but he suffers from the problem of hair loss. Can you solve it?" Zhu Houcong said.

Cure baldness?Tan Zhao instantly remembered Xie Zhao's shiny brain.

Unfortunately, after Zhu Houcong finished speaking, something appeared in his mind. The two looked at each other, and they both saw vigilance in each other's eyes.

Premature baldness is indeed something that every man must be vigilant against.

"There is a solution."

"really?"

Tan Zhao nodded, very determined: "Of course it is true."

Zhu Houcong suddenly regretted it. As far as he knew, more than half of the ministers in the DPRK and China were troubled by premature baldness and hair loss.It's just that Yongchun's thoughts are floating recently, if his own sister really asks him to change her son-in-law, Zhu Houcong thinks that if he closes his eyes against his conscience, he will be sure.

"Then I will wait for your good news."

Zhu Houcong had an expression on his face that I was doing it for your own good, and happily opened his "eyes of heaven" and went back to the palace.

Tan Zhao rested his chin, feeling that it was a bit difficult to handle, so he ran to the door for no reason and said that I have a way to cure your baldness, maybe people thought he was mocking.

System: 2333, the host, you cure people's baldness, don't you just shave people and become monks?

[I am such an upright person, what are you thinking! ]

...The system feels that its guess is correct, this is the correct way for its host to open it :).

Forget it, anyway, he is now entangled in lawsuits, and the year is approaching. Tan Zhao lay on the table, sighed, holding the small hand stove provided by Jinyiwei, and casually took a book to read.

Hey, he still has to take the imperial examination, he would rather catch demons and subdue ghosts.

Now let him go to hell, he feels much more amiable than these nonsensical theories.

"Ghost! Ghost! There is a ghost! Someone is coming—"

System: Your crow's mouth, the host, is it fine?

Tan Zhao ignored the system, jumped up from his seat in an instant, and jumped to the door. The door was pushed open from the outside, and the wind and snow swept in. Tan Zhao was so cold that he shivered. his eyes.

Ugly reject!Real ghosts don't look like this at all!

Subconsciously, Tan Zhao punched it, but he didn't expect the object to be invisible. He punched it, as if he had punched it into the air, leaving only the black smoke next to it constantly spilling out.

It was clearly an extremely exciting and life-threatening moment, but Tan Zhao suddenly lost his mind. When he retracted his fist, a white practice came through the air. He immediately rolled backwards, and the Xiuchun knife flipped out coldly in the air. The light pierced the green-faced ghost, but obviously... this couldn't kill it.

Bai Jun failed to make one cut, so he immediately made another cut, but unfortunately it was useless, and even this "ghost" came towards Tan Zhao relentlessly, growling faintly in his throat, as if he had some deep hatred against him.

A ghost seeking revenge? !

Everyone shivered in this cold night, there was a timid Jinyiwei wandering around the outer circle, Bai Jun had a cold face, the Xiuchun knife was held in his hand, his whole body was like a cold knife, With a slight movement of his hand, he greeted him again.

Tan Zhao got up "difficultly" from the ground, and saw Bai Jun cut the "ghost" in two.

Fuck brutal!He is a ruthless person.

The "ghost" was cut in half, but quickly merged into one. As Tan Zhao could see with his naked eyes, the "ghost" became a little more transparent.

What Tan Zhaoneng saw, naturally the person with the knife also saw it. Bai Jun attacked again, and a voice stopped him: "Bai Baihu, wait a minute!"

The person who spoke was Tan Zhao, and immediately after, he said, "This is an illusion. It is famous for bewildering people's hearts and making people frightened."

Only then did Bai Jun stop the knife, and this "ghost" also came in front of Tan Zhao.

This may be the most courageous scholar that Jin Yiwei has ever seen. Even the guards of the Imperial Prison will inevitably be at a loss for what to do when they see this situation.

Tan Zhao gathered spiritual energy between his fingers, and poked the "ghost" in the eyebrow shape. After a while, the frightening "ghost" turned into a piece of talisman paper, and then fell on the ice and snow, completely burnt. black fly ash.

"what?"

"What did you find?" Bai Jun put away his knife and stood in front of Tan Zhao.

Tan Zhao didn't have the ability to make calculations, but drawing talismans took a lot of effort to learn. In order to be able to draw the talisman that hides the breath, he read a lot of talisman papers and Taoist books. This kind of talisman...

"Look, it doesn't look like something from the Central Plains."

Bai Jun's cold eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

Jin Yiwei was attacked by a ghost, this matter was not rumored, but Zhu Houcong, as the emperor, knew about it early the next morning.

"Oh, Wa country?"

Luo An led Bai Jun to kneel on the ground, but did not speak.

"check!"

"Yes!"

Emperor Jiajing had never been an easy-talking emperor, after a word search, all Jin Yiwei started to move. It was impossible to hide such a big movement from the elders in the cabinet.

However, these court turmoil has nothing to do with Tan Zhao for the time being.

What annoys him now is that Bai Jun seems to have identified him as being clumsy, and it is windy and snowy outside, and he is still dragged out to work, and he is not paid without food, and has to work as a donkey.

"Have you suspected for a long time that what the witness saw at the scene of the crime was transformed by illusion?"

Bai Jun is highly skilled in martial arts and cold. If this kind of person is in the officialdom, he will definitely not be popular, but in Jinyiwei, it is not the case.Tan Zhao looked at the two boys behind Bai Jun, and exhaled whitely: "That's right."

"Why don't you say it?"

"Because you won't believe me if I tell you."

Bai Jun frowned, thinking about the authenticity of these words, but he quickly said, "You are completely different from Gao Gaoyuan recorded in Jin Yiwei's file."

Knowing that you Jinyiwei did a good job in intelligence work, Tan Zhao opened his mouth and said, "That's just what you investigated."

Bai Jun admitted that the other party was right. If it was this method, it would not be difficult to hide from Jin Yiwei's spies. He made up his mind and said, "I want to know why those people died."

Tan Zhao couldn't see anything from Bai Jun's face, but he saw the loopholes in Bai Jun's Ma Zai's face. With a thought, he felt blessed in an instant: "You have found the murderer who killed Qin Juren and Wu Juren."

He is a smart person, but it's a pity that Jin Yiwei never makes friends with anyone.

Bai Jun didn't hide anything: "That's right, I found it."

Tan Zhao was happy all at once: "Then Xiaosheng can go home now?"

"can."

"Okay, okay, Xiaosheng knows that you still have conditions." Tan Zhao took a sip of hot tea and said, "It's a key point, and it's too troublesome to describe it in words. Can Xiaosheng meet the murderer?"

But Bai Jun shook his head: "I can't."

"why?"

"Because they're all dead."

Tan Zhao couldn't help looking at the black pot on his back, tsk, it's really big, round, and shiny~