Chapter 099 You are going to die!
The twenty-third prince sighed melancholy.
He and Lin Jiaguizi went through hardships together, and both of them had the same vision for discovering great talents.
As soon as the scroll came out, the two of them had a practical discussion on the strategy of clinging to the thighs, with Lin Xiaohe as the main executor.
But the Twenty-Third Prince was a little suspicious. With Lin Xiaohe's shy demeanor, he didn't look like the kind of person who was flattering and eloquent.
Is the strategy they agreed upon really useful?
In the palace, he was the only heir to the throne who emerged alive from the scroll.
This should have been quite unusual, but the annoying thing was that the twenty-third prince's father was too much of a stud.
There were at least dozens of royal heirs in the palace. Even if he became famous for his lucky character, it was still wishful thinking for him to become a sensation among so many royal heirs.
"Father, Father, why did you give birth to so many children?"
The Twenty-Third Prince sighed.
“It’s hard to even stutter.”
There are many royal heirs in the palace. In order to prevent them from starving to death, the imperial kitchen distributes meals to each palace with food buckets every day. The amount of food distributed depends entirely on the conscience of the eunuchs.
It is understandable that their consciences have gone along with their something, and there is not much left.
The twenty-third prince had stomachache every day because of hunger.
But now that he and Lin's son have become good friends, those who flatter the weak and look down on the powerful know that he has a backer, so they no longer dare to make things difficult for him.
After walking into the painting, now I think it doesn't seem like I was going to suffer a disaster, but rather to enjoy happiness.
'So many'
The Twenty-Third Prince held the food box in his hand with some surprise and weighed it twice.
The young eunuch was so full of food that he looked like a Maitreya Buddha. He nodded and said, "Let me tell you something. This is what Empress Qing from Yuhua Palace paid for the meal for the heirs of the emperor. She only wanted to pray for the blessing of her unborn child."
"Mrs. Qing."
Most of the women in the palace are commoners from outside the palace, and none of them have surnames. Empress Qing is one of them. She has been quite favored recently and is already pregnant.
I heard she's about to give birth.
The twenty-third prince said several auspicious words, the blessings in them were profound and subtle, not too much, not too little, just right.
Before he left, he glanced at the remaining food boxes. With his experience, he could tell that some of them were short in weight.
"I hope that Madam Qing will have a safe and smooth delivery."
The twenty-third prince lowered his eyes and said.
He closed the palace door. The palace walls were very deep and when he looked up he could only see the sky and earth in all directions.
Born in a place like this...
What a bad start.
***
"you?"
Why are you here?
Chu Songjun looked strange.
The children of the noble families shook off their previous fear and rushed forward enthusiastically.
The chirping sounds are like the singing birds in spring.
"Brother Song, this is the oldest ginseng in my warehouse! And there is also Ganoderma lucidum!"
"Brother Song! This is my favorite toy, let's play with it together!"
"This is the only copy in my family. I came here specially to show it to you."
Chu Songjun took it hesitantly.
Didn’t they just meet?
After leaving the painting, she still looked as if she was in a trance and didn't even look him in the eye.
Now the passion is overwhelming.
The gifts were a mix of all sorts, almost the same as the ones given by friends in the shadows.
Xie Jinghe coughed twice and said, "Mr. Song, this is my handwritten experience. I hope it can help you."
Any thoughts?
When he opened it, he saw a record of a secret method of "inviting ancestors", which could rely on the ancestors to predict good or bad fortune.
This kind of thing could only be a treasured piece of the Xie family's collection, and the theory of experience made it seem more like Xie Jinghe was trying to evade responsibility for his own actions, suggesting that he had stolen the classics and given them to outsiders.
Chu Songjun was stunned.
He raised his head and glanced at Xie Jinghe who was looking at him with a burning gaze.
Is this okay for him?
They don't get along, right?
Xie Jinghe smiled and said, "My father assisted Lord Chu in solving the scroll case. When he came home, he told me that he admired Lord Chu's ability the most. Song Jun, I became interested as I listened. Can you tell me about it alone?"
This should not be Xie Jinghe's illusion. Although Chu Songjun is young, he has a heart that is good at caring for others.
Others:?
No, everyone knows that your father and Chu Bingtian are famous for their rivalry.
Chu Songjun nodded.
As the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, the Chu family's most powerful and easiest areas to accumulate experience in are forensics and interrogation, or some detective techniques.
Xie Jinghe gave such a great gift.
Why couldn't he talk to him?
Xie Jinghe raised his eyebrows proudly.
The rest:!
"Brother Song! We are also interested! We have some ideas here too!"
It was drizzling outside. The rain was not heavy, and the thin rain lines looked like falling caterpillars.
Chu Bingtian slowly and methodically closed the window frame, blocking out all the blood inside.
Chu Bingtian reached out his hand and slowly extinguished the incense stick.
Turning around, he smiled gently and said, "Wen Shao"
The woman opposite pulled the corner of her mouth indifferently: "It's me."
"I wonder what important matter this gentleman has. Why did he come to Wen Shao's door? And why did he bring such a big ceremony with him?"
It was drizzling, and a cold wind blew in from outside the door and into the inn room.
People from the Dali Temple were guarding the door, staring at the woman with cold eyes.
The woman had a cold and beautiful face, phoenix eyes, sword-like eyebrows, slightly plump lips, and a bit of the wildness of the deep forest.
She was wearing clothes from Xizhou, but had silver ornaments from Nanzhou around her neck, which made her look quite out of place.
Chu Bingtian looked at the worm struggling under the woman's feet and said, "Just as the cat picked the mouse, I picked you."
The bodies of those insects were either black or purple, their limbs were twitching, and the soft-bodied insects curled up in a pile, exuding the fragrance of herbs. They fell densely at Wen Shao's feet, like an intricate insect carpet.
Minister Xie came in from behind the guest room door with a serious face. Chu Bingtian fulfilled his promise and slaughtered him after his son got into trouble. Chu Bingtian bled a lot and was naturally in a bad mood.
Minister Xie looked at this situation and his face froze: "The Nanzhou Gu girl is not in Nanzhou to serve the Nanzhou emperor, but came to Xizhou with a body full of Gu worms..."
He frowned and looked at Wen Shao, and suggested: "Master Chu, this female knight is obviously a person who would rather break than bend. I'm afraid she won't confess easily..."
Wen Shao glanced at Minister Xie and said, "I wonder what mistakes Wen Shao made in Xizhou? He has to ask the Dali Temple Minister to come and invite him to jail. Wen Shao is a good family boy, upright and law-abiding."
She looked back at Chu Bingtian: "Whether it's from Nanzhou or Xizhou."
"What are you doing in Xizhou?" Chu Bingtian asked, tilting his head.
Wen Shao replied: "Traveling to study."
Chu Bingtian paced in Wen Shao's room: "Oh? You're traveling to study with an evil poison all over your body?"
Wen Shao smiled slightly: "The road is dangerous, and there are evil spirits that eat people occasionally. I carry a Gu to protect myself, so why not?"
"That's not a bad idea, but according to my spy's report," Chu Bingtian's eyes swept over the items in the room, most of which were from the inn. Wen Shao only brought a bag with him. Chu Bingtian squatted down and looked through it: "You have been in Xijing for about a month, but you have only been out of the inn twice. Is there such a person who travels to study?"
Wen Shao's eyes flickered: "Master Chu, do you mean that I am lying? Wen Shao has a clear conscience, he is just a little lazy. Is it too arbitrary to conclude that Wen Shao is not a person who travels to study?"
Chu Bingtian chuckled: "Arbitrary? No, I am sure it was you who did it. The evidence is not important now."
Wen Shao's hazy smile gradually disappeared, and she stared at Chu Bingtian coldly.
The sweat beads on her temples slowly flowed down and fell into her collar.
How did they find her?
They also discovered the poisonous insect and killed it suddenly. How did they do it?
Two of the Dali Temple officials in the room guarded the door, and two watched the windows, secretly blocking all escape routes.
Chu Bingtian is puzzling. The inn may have been blocked long ago. How can she escape?
Most of Wen Shao's luggage contained bottles and jars, which seemed to be utensils used to feed Gu. Due to the sudden raid by Dali Temple, Wen Shao was unable to release all of them.
"Wen Shao, aren't you curious about how I found you?"
Chu Bingtian handed the bag to the attendant and slowly stood up.
Chu Bingtian's brows were grim, and he shouted, "The person in the palace who had an affair with you has already confessed and given you away! I'll give you another chance! There are so many things in this case! You might as well confess the truth!"
Wen Shao was shocked and said in a lost voice: "Impossible!"
But soon, Wen Shao narrowed his eyes: "No, are you deceiving me?"
She realized instantly that she had been targeted and there was no way she could escape by making excuses.
Wen Shao swung his left hand, and an iron whip flew towards Chu Bingtian.
"grown ups!"
One servant drew his sword and stepped forward, suddenly knocking the iron whip away, while another servant swung his sword and slashed at Wen Shao.
Wen Shao pretended to fight with the two of them, then bent his waist downward to avoid the approaching sword.
She exerted force with her left hand, and the iron whip suddenly rolled towards Shangshu Xie.
But something happened that left Wen Shao speechless.
It seemed as if Shangshu Xie, a weak scholar, had foreseen the danger and took a step back, just avoiding the iron whip that was coming towards him.
“Oh no!”
Wen Shao's eyes widened.
Minister Xie was not taken hostage.
The iron whip was out of control for a moment and hit the tea set on the left.
Wen Shao was unable to dodge and was suddenly held at the neck by two swords!
The iron whip swung back, leaving a red mark on the back of her hand.
The tea set shattered into pieces on the floor.
A cool breeze blew along her wet back. Wen Shao gasped, glared at Minister Xie, and was escorted away by two attendants.
Minister Xie put his shaking hands behind his back and walked gracefully to Chu Bingtian, appearing calm: "Chu Bingtian, did you not intend to save me just now?"
Chu Bingtian turned his head slowly: "Hmm? Why do you say that, Lord Xie? Just now? What kind of crisis was there just now? Wasn't the little thief who dared to attack the official captured by the servants?"
"Ah!" Chu Bingtian suddenly realized, "It turns out that Minister Xie is afraid of being hijacked by that little thief. Don't worry, if Lord Xie is unfortunately killed, I will definitely submit a petition to ask for credit for Lord Xie. Lord Xie is upright and can be a role model for Xijing."
"You!" Minister Xie tried hard to control his urge to curse, gritting his teeth and saying, "That's very well said. I am so lucky to have a colleague like you!"
"Thank you for the compliment."
Chu Bingtian patted Minister Xie on the shoulder.
He had just taken two steps out when he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and pointed at the innkeeper.
"Master Xie is such a person who cares about the people. He must compensate the innocent people who were implicated. I, Chu, would like to praise Master Xie for his righteousness in advance!"
The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together, pinched his apron, and gave Minister Xie an uneasy look.
I was careless.
Minister Xie touched something in his sleeve.
He left in a hurry and only took large amounts of silver bills with him.
But Chu Bingtian, this sinister villain, held him in high esteem. If he failed to live up to the expectations of the shopkeeper, it would be a loss of the prestige of the Xie family and a violation of the Xie family precepts.
Minister Xie held a bleeding heart in his hand and amiably stuffed a silver note into the shopkeeper's hand.
Chu Bingtian! You and I cannot coexist!
***
"My son Songjun! Look what daddy brought back for you."
The mysterious secret path of Chu Bingtian.
Chu Bingtian went out early and came back late because of the ghost painting case. Even though today was Chu Songjun's birthday, he returned home very late after dark. The banquet was over and the children of the noble families had also returned home.
Chu Songjun noticed that there was a faint smell of blood on Chu Bingtian's sleeves, mixed with the incense. It seemed that he had just finished interrogating someone and washed up before daring to go home.
"What is it?"
Chu Bingtian took out a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts from his back: "Father asked Mr. Wang, and he said you can eat it."
The sugar-roasted chestnuts were still steaming with a sweet aroma. Chu Bingtian asked Song Zhi to go down and peeled the chestnuts for Chu Songjun himself.
"Has there been any progress in the case?"
Chu Songjun ate chestnuts while looking for opportunities to feed his friends.
One for him, one for Chu Chenghong, one for himself, one for Dalang, one for him, one for Cassia…
"There are some. The clues you provided are very helpful." Chu Bingtian said with a smile: "She is worthy of being my daughter. With the clues you provided, I caught her in the Plum Blossom Inn."
Chu Songjun did not provide anything except a Gu Master from Nanzhou. He did not provide any information about his appearance or name. However, he did not expect Chu Bingtian to find the person so quickly and even interrogated him.
"But the accomplice in the palace has not been found yet. The woman is extremely stubborn and refuses to confess no matter what."
"She told a bunch of lies, what a babbling South State person."
"She said she couldn't stand the aristocratic families and that they were blood-sucking termites. She was just doing what was fair."
Chu Bingtian put the peeled chestnuts into the plate in front of him and straightened the corner of the quilt for Chu Songjun.
When he arrived, it was almost time for Chu Songjun to fall asleep.
"..." Chu Songjun didn't say anything for a while, a little absent-minded.
Nanzhou...
Seeing this, Chu Bingtian frowned slightly.
"My son."
Chu Bingtian picked up the last chestnut.
Chu Songjun lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"Sometimes, looking at people is like looking at chestnuts. They appear to be hard on the outside, but they are talented on the inside, and they always talk about the great principles..."
The brown skin of the chestnut exudes a sweet smell, and a slight yellow color appears at the opening.
Chu Bingtian used both hands to push hard, only to see that the exposed chestnut flesh was covered with ugly black spots.
"When you peel it open, you'll only see a mouth and the rot inside. There are countless people like this, so don't worry about it."
Chu Bingtian threw the rotten chestnut away: "It's peeled, eat it."
Chu Songjun was silent for a moment, and asked curiously: "Then how do you identify this kind of chestnut?"
Chu Bingtian smiled when he heard this, and slowly lowered his sleeves: "Father, look, I can see it, I can see it all, without exception."
Chu Songjun was slightly stunned.
He could hear the arrogance in Chu Bingtian's voice at this moment.
His eyes fell on the plate of chestnuts, which were bright yellow and glowed with sweet light under the dim light.
…
…
The moonlight is hazy in Xijing tonight.
The night is dark, very dark.
With desolation.
And murderous intent.
【……】
【……】
【！ ！ ！】
Chu Songjun fell into a dream.
An anxious Yin official shouted at him, "Sir! Wake up! Sir!"
——"You are going to die!"
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