The constable was in a hurry to take the man back to report, so he just bowed to Lu Zheng and left.

Lu Zheng thought this constable was quite interesting. Who said that the ancients had rigid brains? This constable obviously had a very active brain. The scene he just performed with him really impressed many people.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Ah Fu said to Lu Zheng, "Young Master, why don't we find a place to eat something first."

Lu Zheng rubbed his stomach and felt that he was indeed a little hungry.

Ah Fu led him to a restaurant not far from the East Market. Although the restaurant looked a little old, it was very famous in Yanjing City. It was now dinner time, and the restaurant was already full of people. Ah Fu gave the waiter a silver ingot and asked for a private room upstairs.

Lu Zheng followed the waiter and walked over. The stairs to the second floor were a bit narrow. A man with his head lowered came towards him. He was tall but very thin. When he stood at the entrance of the stairs, he looked like a thin bamboo. Lu Zheng was about to move aside to make way for him, but suddenly he raised his head and uttered his name accurately: "Lu Zheng."

Lu Zheng was stunned.

He was still searching for the identity of this man in his mind, but the other party had already brushed past him and went downstairs.

Lu Zheng was still stunned there, and it took him a long time to remember something. He asked Ah Fu: "Who is he?"

Ah Fu frowned: "This is the only son of the Marquis of Decheng. How could he know the young master?"

After listening to Ah Fu's introduction, Lu Zheng suddenly understood.

The Duke of Decheng was originally just a relative of the emperor. His family had limited foundation and he dared not argue in the court. Instead, he found another way to develop business. Although merchants had a low status, the Duke of Decheng was too rich and very aware of current affairs. Therefore, after a few generations, the Duke's mansion, which was once famous, became a thing of the past, but the Duke's mansion still stood firmly in the capital.

Most of the high-ranking officials in the court came from famous families. Even if they were poor, they were from a family with a rich family tradition. They looked down on the Duke of Decheng who was full of copper smell. Therefore, the Duke of Decheng's mansion was not near the imperial city, but close to the gate of the inner city.

The current Duke of Decheng has given birth to more than a dozen concubines in succession. He finally gave birth to a son, but he was still a concubine's son. The other party had a disgraceful background, so it was impossible for him to play with Lu Zheng and the others. No wonder the original body didn't recognize him, but I don't know how he recognized the original body. The tone of his voice didn't sound like a casual

acquaintance. Lu Zheng was curious, so he let Ah Fu go upstairs to wait for the food, and he secretly followed Jian Yu. Fortunately, Jian Yu didn't walk fast, and he stopped and bought some things along the way, so Lu Zheng didn't lose him.

When he walked into a small alley, his pace suddenly quickened. Lu Zheng was anxious and ran to chase him. But when he got there, he found that there was no shadow in the alley. Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and hurried out. This was a dead end. I don't know how Jian Yu disappeared?

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice came from behind him.

Lu Zheng was startled and turned around quickly, and saw Jian Yu approaching him slowly against the light. His figure was thin and frail, but he looked oppressive.

Lu Zheng took two steps back in panic, but unexpectedly stepped on a small stone and fell to the ground.

Jian Yu did not move forward, and from this angle, Lu Zheng could see his appearance clearly. Jian Yu had fair skin, deep and delicate features, and a kind of beauty that ambiguous gender. With such a gorgeous appearance, his expression was extremely cold, like a sword that had not been unsheathed, suppressing the surging hostility and bloodthirstiness.

Jian Yu looked at Lu Zheng steadily: "Don't follow me anymore."

Although he said this, there was no murderous intent in his tone. Lu Zheng's fear was much less. He just sat on the ground and looked up at Jian Yu: "How do you recognize me?"

Jian Yu looked down at the young man. This face was exactly the same as in his memory. He had also sat on the ground like this before, looking up with a pair of curious eyes and asked him: "How do you recognize me?" Jian Yu

lowered his eyes to cover his own gaze and said coldly: "The third young master of the Duke of Ying's Mansion, who in Yanjing City doesn't recognize him?"

Lu Zheng felt that this was not the case, but Jian Yu had already turned around and left without hesitation.

Lu Zheng couldn't help but wonder in his heart, did the original owner offend him before but forgot? Thinking of his oppressive figure just now, her heart suddenly jumped, and she didn't dare to chase him anymore.

After finishing her meal outside, Lu Zhengcai took Ah Fu back leisurely. As soon as they returned to Zhu Tan Ju, they saw Ji Xiang and a few little girls cleaning up the tea on the table with a bitter face.

The original owner didn't have many friends, so Lu Zheng couldn't imagine who would come to visit him. He asked Ji Xiang curiously, "Who came just now?"

Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him, and quickly put down the teacup in his hand, "It was the eldest young master."

"Who?!!"

Ji Xiang showed a sympathetic expression, "Third young master, the eldest young master has been waiting for you here for a long time, and asked you to go to Feihong Courtyard to find him after you come back."

Lu Zheng's eyes widened, "Big brother has been here?" He saw the teacup behind Ji Xiang and quickly reached out to touch it. The teacup was cold, and Lu Zheng shuddered. In the Duke of Ying's Mansion, who dared to give the eldest young master of the Lu family cold tea? Unless he ordered it himself.

Lu Che waited in Zhu Tan Ju until the tea cooled down before leaving, and asked him to come to him when he came back. In this era where the eldest brother is like a father, this is a great disrespect. It is only natural for Lu Che to teach him a lesson.

Lu Che cried and asked without any hope: "Did the eldest brother say what he came to see me for?"

Ji Xiang shook his head: "Young Master, you should go quickly, don't make the eldest young master more angry."

Lu Che sighed and could only go to Feihong Courtyard in a depressed mood, praying that his eldest sister-in-law and little niece were there at the time, and that his eldest brother would not be too harsh on him.

However, Lu Zheng's luck was really bad. Pei and Lu Zhiyuan did come back, but Lu Zhiyuan caught a cold outside. Pei was taking her to the inner courtyard to rest and had no time to come and rescue the poor man.

Lu Zheng could only stand in front of his brother and listen to him lecture him in a calm voice for a whole hour.

Lu Che took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and saw his younger brother looking up pitifully: "Brother..."

Lu Che paused in drinking tea, and his eyes were dazed for a moment. When Lu Zheng was a child, his mother was injured after giving birth and his father was away guarding a place. He was adopted by his grandmother. Every time Lu Che went to Fushoutang, he looked at him pitifully and begged him to take him out to play.

Perhaps because he recalled the past, Lu Che's eyes softened a lot. Looking at his depressed brother, he said in a slow tone, "Go back and rest early. You still have to study tomorrow."

"Huh?"

Lu Zheng thought there would be a bigger storm, but he was almost knocked unconscious by the surprise. Although he didn't know why his elder brother suddenly decided to let him go, he still responded happily and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Lu Che suddenly said.

"Brother...is there anything else?"

Lu Che's fingers gently stroked the wall of the cup, and under Lu Zheng's frightened gaze, he breathed out softly: "Nothing, you can go back."

... This kind of half-sentenced talk is the most annoying.

But Lu Zheng did not dare to challenge his elder brother's authority, so he honestly agreed and left quickly.

After returning to Zhutanju, eating the snacks and drinking tea offered by Jixiang, Lu Zheng felt like he was alive again. He glanced around and found that there were only Jixiang and a few maids, but no Jinlu. Then he seemed to remember something: "Jinlu hasn't come back yet?"

Jixiang shook her head with a worried look on her face: "Not yet. I went to visit her earlier and found that she was in good health, but looked very bad. She probably won't be back for a while."

Lu Zheng touched his nose and still felt a little guilty. He didn't expect women in ancient times to be so timid. Perhaps people as courageous as Jixiang were the exception.

Thinking of this, he remembered the case he had seen before, and hurriedly asked Ji Xiang: "By the way, what happened to the case on Baiquan Mountain?"

Ji Xiang widened her eyes: "Young Master, I was just about to tell you."

"Tell me quickly." Lu Zheng became interested, but when he looked at the little maids around him, he was worried that a few of them would be scared again, so he waved his hand to let them go, and then asked Ji Xiang in a low voice, "You can tell me now."

Ji Xiang was also infected by him, lowered her voice, and said seriously: "When I went to the street before, I heard people say that this fierce ghost was terrible. He actually killed another person!"

"Ah?" Lu Zheng didn't expect that this case was not solved, and there was another case.

"I heard that the person who died this time was a young nun from Shui Miao Temple. When she was found, her blood had dyed the floor of the Buddhist hall red. People said it was a punishment from the Buddha." Ji Xiang paused. "It's been rumored outside that the little nun did not observe the precepts, so she was punished by the Buddha. Some people also said that..."

Ji Xiang's words were vague, but Lu Zheng understood. It was nothing more than dragging the matter up to the imperial power. If it was just an ordinary criminal case, it would be fine. But if it was involved in party disputes, it would be troublesome. This case was tried by his eldest brother. No matter what the final result was, he would probably offend a group of people.

Lu Zheng was not very clear about the twists and turns of the matter, but he was immediately interested in the case mentioned by Ji Xiang. However, Ji Xiang did not know much about it, and most of it was just rumors, which disappointed Lu Zheng.

The autopsy and trace examination in this era were very rough, and most of these bizarre cases were attributed to ghosts and gods. Lu Zheng was a little itchy, but he lacked confidence. After all, he was just an ungraduated criminal psychology student. What role could he play in this case?

Although Lu Zheng thought so, his steps had unconsciously walked to Feihong Courtyard. When he approached his eldest brother's study, he suddenly realized that there was no servant guarding the huge courtyard, and the door of the study was tightly closed. Based on his years of watching costume dramas, this was probably a conspiracy. Lu Zheng did not want to get involved, so he turned around and left. Suddenly, he heard his father's roar.

"Rong Shijiu is really going too far!"

Lu Zheng made a mistake and hit his head on the rockery beside him. He could not help but screamed in pain.