Chapter 92 Brothers
Chu Bingtian has a very gentle face.
There is also a pair of eyes with clear black and white.
The pupils were very large and dark in color, so dark that it made one tremble with fear.
When he smiled, that gentle face seemed to be pulled up by something, strange and eerie.
"Everyone knows that our Yuzhang Chu family has not had an easy time in recent years," Chu Bingtian paced in the hall and continued slowly, "Many people who came up from below have never heard of the name of the Chu family."
Many of the ministers named by him changed their sitting posture with unnatural expressions.
Chu Bingtian chuckled: "My Yuzhang Chu family, once co-founded the country with Xuanyuan family ten thousand years ago. I am in charge of the prison and good at solving cases. I am often called the upright master, and occasionally I am scolded as a cruel official."
An extremely vicious and bloody smell emanated from Chu Bingtian's words.
"As for old colleagues, we are even more familiar with each other. More or less, someone from each family has been to my court. Everyone knows me, Chu Bingtian, and knows my methods of investigating cases. I am a person who deals with corpses."
The ministers who were passed by him from behind all shrank their necks unnaturally and coughed lightly.
"I am good at solving cases in an upright manner, and I have honed my skills over time. I have seen more dirty tricks that harm people."
Minister Xie curled his lips in dissatisfaction and was about to say something when he felt a pair of cold hands suddenly grab his shoulders.
Chu Bingtian had walked behind him without him noticing. He leaned his head out and said gently, "By the way, Mr. Xie, the Tonghua Lane you often go to has not been so peaceful recently. I would like to remind you that if you go there next time, be careful."
Minister Xie paused for a moment, then crossed his legs, exhaled a breath from his nose, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are caring for others, but why don't you care about your people?"
Chu Bingtian smiled slightly: "I know my people. They are all paying attention to their young master now. Only when my son is well, they will be well."
"After my father left, many people in the clan were dissatisfied with me. If something happened to the young master they valued, I'm afraid they would come all over Xijing to seek revenge."
Chu Bingtian paused, glanced at his silent colleagues, and said meaningfully: "I, Chu, can't be stopped. I was the first one to find you..."
"You!" Minister Xie was about to turn his head and glare at him.
"It's probably Minister Xie. After all, we have had some small conflicts in the past." Chu Bingtian suddenly increased the strength in his hands and clamped Minister Xie's head.
"However, Master Xie is very generous..." He reached out to brush off the dust on Minister Xie's shoulders and patted him heavily a few times: "Thank you very much for your concern, Master."
Minister Xie was unable to move, so he could only purse his lips and snorted coldly: "Humph! I know you protect your son like the apple of your eye!"
"Thank you, sir, it's good to know. It's good to know."
As Chu Bingtian spoke, his smiling eyes swept over all the ministers present and he nodded slightly to those who were close to him.
"After some time, there will be a night banquet in the palace. I will bring Chu out for everyone to see. Look at my Chu family's pride. Don't ignore him in the future."
The emperor smiled and wiped his sweat: "Good! Good! Good! I will invite you in a few days! Take a look at this child prodigy!"
Chu Bingtian glanced at the emperor and nodded slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kind praise."
"According to the laws of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, all of them will be sent to the charity cemetery to work for a hundred days. What do you think, Minister Xie?"
Chu Bingtian straightened his robe and returned to his seat.
He returned to his elegant appearance as the Chief Justice of Dali Temple.
Minister Xie turned his eyes away in annoyance. He was so angry that he was killed as a warning to others, but Chu Bingtian did have something on him.
He had no choice but to force out a sentence from between his teeth.
"That's what I thought!"
***
Zheng Yuanying looked Wang Youyu up and down.
This is someone from the North State.
He is strong, knowledgeable and courageous. I guess he was born in a good family in the past. No one knows why he came to Xizhou.
But she checked carefully and found that Wang Youyu had no secret relationship with the families in Xizhou. He simply came to Xizhou accidentally.
Many people in the Northern Province are like this, and rangers are no exception.
Wang Youyu's parents might have died on the way to Xizhou, so he sold himself here.
Zheng Yuanying nodded secretly.
"Let's find another one."
Zheng Yuanying asked Wang Youyu to stand aside and said with a smile.
This child doesn't seem like someone who can concentrate on studying medicine. If he can't continue his studies, it would be nice for him to be a bodyguard for Song Jun.
She thought to herself.
After Chu Songjun selected Wang Youyu, many of the children he had just looked at were a little annoyed. If they had known that the young master would look at them, they would have introduced themselves.
After Wang Youyu, various self-introductions came up.
Chu Songjun silently chose a child who spoke like a clapperboard. The child could no longer hide his joy and grinned widely, revealing two big gaps in his mouth.
Chu Songjun pursed his lips.
Dalang rolled around in his shadow with laughter.
The child didn't know where he learned this from, but he said like a little adult, "The past cannot be changed, I would like to ask you to give me a name."
Chu Songjun hesitated for a while and said, "How about calling him 'Le Feng'?"
Le Feng recited it silently several times and smiled even more brightly.
Chu Songjun chose these two.
Zheng Yuanying was silent for a while, then selected two quiet-looking people from the crowd to serve as substitutes.
After selecting the people, Chu Songjun strolled with Zheng Yuanying in the small garden.
The two talked for a while.
Chu Songjun paused and wanted to ask about his brother who passed away young, but looked at Zheng Yuanying who was smiling gently.
The words in his mouth changed.
"I saw a tablet in the ancestral hall before, and on it was written the name 'Chu Zhengjun'. Do you know this person?"
"Chu Zhengjun?"
Zheng Yuanying recalled word by word.
After a while, she shook her head hesitantly: "I don't remember this person. When I go back and look through the family tree, maybe he is a member of the Chu family in the past."
Chu Songjun nodded.
Chu Zhengjun, he noticed this name at once because his father's name was Chu Zhengze. The two names were very similar and were generally used as names between brothers.
He thought it was one of his uncles.
"Enough walking! The wind is a bit strong! Madam, bring Songjun over for lunch!"
Doctor Wang came over and called for help.
"I'll be right there! Song Jun, go back."
Zheng Yuanying reached out and straightened Chu Songjun's cloak.
Chu Songjun's blood was frequently squeezed out to supply the ghost's activities. Even adults could not bear it, let alone children, which more or less damaged their foundation.
Moreover, I had stayed at the fire scene for a long time and developed a cough, and I always felt discomfort in my throat.
Now it can be said that he is physically weak.
I can't stand much wind, and can't stand a little cold or heat.
He was given mostly foods that were easily digestible.
After returning to the bedroom, Chu Songjun pushed away Song Zhi under the pretext of taking a nap.
Wrapped in a small quilt, he tapped Shadow carefully.
Dalang popped his head out and, smiling, took out a lot of long and thin leaf strips from the shadows.
“Thanks to you!”
Dalang puffed out his little chest proudly.
Chu Songjun can weave a lot of things, all of which are due to his accumulation in his previous life. He plans to weave a grasshopper and put it on the antique display shelf.
The person hiding in the dark recently sent him a lot of sweet cakes, which were basically stolen from various kitchens, because Chu Songjun saw the golden cake that a chef in the mansion was good at.
Unfortunately, he was still in the fasting period, so most of it went into Dalang's stomach, and was occasionally shared by other past lives.
Chu Songjun felt that he had no ill intentions.
In his spare time, thinking back to what he had done before, if he had gone to see it without any ulterior motive, perhaps he had just seen the tiger puppet as majestic and wanted to catch it and play with it for a while. When he was discovered, he tried to return the puppet, but he bumped into Sister Matsueda on the way and the puppet fell to the ground with a bang.
I didn't dare to move.
He remembered the grasshopper that was put into Doctor Wang’s teacup, so he made a grasshopper out of leaves.
Chu Songjun and Dalang played with grasshoppers for a while.
Then, Dalang rode on a socially anxious friend who had finally been coaxed out, and put the grasshopper on the shelf where the puppet had appeared.
When I woke up, I felt that I had not been moved for a while.
Chu Songjun took back the grasshopper.
Tried again at night.
The moonlight is like water.
The child on the bed was sleeping soundly.
He can't stay up late, and everyone who is close to him knows this.
Because of weak health.
He looked at Chu Songjun curiously.
He quickly took the grasshopper and disappeared on the spot.
A pair of eyes saw everything and opened their mouths quietly.
"child?"
Chu Songjun was a little surprised.
"About 11 or 12 years old? Died very cleanly? I can't tell what the cause of death was."
Dalang nodded, and a pair of small round eyes appeared beside him. It was Jueming who had swapped shifts with him before.
Cassia muttered a description, mixed with painful groans.
Chu Songjun narrowed his eyes slightly: "His whole body is very peaceful? As if he has been saved? So that's why we don't notice his arrival because there is no Yin energy."
Dalang and Cassia nodded.
For several days since then.
After Chu Songjun fell asleep, all kinds of things would appear on the Bogu shelf.
There are various straw animals, cloth tigers, and flowers.
Until one day, he took down a string of nine linked rings from the antique shelf.
He relaxed his mind and was delighted to see the prey.
So he stayed where he was and started to untie the knot.
The secret to the Nine Rings is to know the pattern.
He also played when he was four or five years old.
In an instant, an indescribable and inexplicable feeling of nostalgia welled up in my heart.
With a flick of his hand, he easily and smoothly untied the first one. Then he untied the third one immediately with confidence. The next ones were even easier. Although the steps were cumbersome, it was still entertaining.
Finally, the two parts of the Nine Rings separated, and he snorted softly, feeling a little proud.
“Pah, pah, pah—”
A soft applause came from behind.
He shuddered all over, and a series of plans suddenly emerged in his mind.
Hiding the truth from the heavens, playing hard to get, repairing the plank road in the open, sneaking through Chencang in secret, the beauty trap...
Chu Songjun actually used a series of tricks!
Standing in front of the antique display cabinet is a boy in light blue clothes.
He was about eleven or twelve years old, with a pale face and two bright red cheeks. He pursed his lips and turned away awkwardly, and the powder on his face shook off with his movement.
Chu Songjun looked at him and vaguely saw a familiar face from the outline of his eyebrows and eyes.
"It's you."
Chu Songjun raised his eyebrows slightly.
The boy was startled, and his hand holding the Nine-Link Ring trembled. The ghost was still confused: "Brother, do you know me?"
Chu Songjun nodded slowly.
The answer was not much different from the person he had guessed before.
The Chu family placed many talismans around his bedroom, but the boy was still able to move freely and steal sweet cakes from the kitchen.
Chu Songjun wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
I have survived the night today and cannot stand the cold again.
Two years before Chu Songjun appeared and filled the gap in offspring, the Chu family still had a beloved eldest son.
Curtains are made of pearls and shoes are inlaid with gold and jade.
The only son of Chu Bingtian and his wife, the real young master of the entire Chu family, and his cousin.
——Chu Chenghong.
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