The county magistrate glanced at Jingrong secretly, and saw that he was holding the tea lid and gently covering the tea cup. The strength on his wrist was neither light nor heavy, and his expression was steady and flat. It was difficult to see if he was unhappy
His body trembled twice, and the county magistrate quickly explained: "King Rong, Mr. Ji has done a lot of work these days, and he is really tired. Yesterday, the lower official also promised her to let her rest for a day, why not..."
Jing Rong interrupted him.
"Why don't this king come back tomorrow?"
Others don't think it's different when they hear this, but the county magistrate heard the "problem" in it, and his body jolted violently, knelt down again, and bowed his head.
"Xiaoguan absolutely doesn't mean this!"
"Why do dignified parents and officials always have the stinking problem of people kneeling? Is there a rule in Dalin's regulations?" Jing Rong frowned.
Lang Bo interjected, "Your Highness, no."
The county magistrate's face was pale.
He is a dignified county magistrate, but you always respect the Buddha!
"Get up, don't bend your knees."
"Thank you... Xie Rong Wang."
The county magistrate stood up in a daze, bowed his head and did not dare to look directly.
Jing Rong squinted his eyes slightly, his thin lips twitched, and with a forceful aura, he said, "Master Liu, since that Mr. Ji is a servant of the yamen, he naturally has to make plans for the well-being of the people, sorry?"
The county magistrate nodded honestly, "Yes."
"Yesterday, the people under the king's hands died tragically in this Jinjiang City. Logically, your yamen will find out the truth for the king, right?"
"right."
"Then the king asked her to help you, Mr. Liu, to solve the murder case for this king, shouldn't it?"
"Should!"
Jing Rong was very satisfied, "Okay, I'll give you a cup of tea and bring her here in person."
A cup of tea
This is clearly embarrassing!
The county magistrate did not dare to respond, and moved his body anxiously back, "Yes, yes, I'll go now."
After saying this, he ran away with his official uniform.
Jing Rong's expression froze behind him, and doubts arose in his mind.
Lang Bo touched his chin and pondered, "My lord, listen to what Mr. Liu said, Mr. Ji can even draw the portraits of those wrecks and bones. Maybe... She can help with the investigations over the years."
Jing Rong didn't respond, but her brows were pressed together, her long and narrow eyes were hooked with a quirky deep meaning, and she asked after a while, "Count the days, how long have we been away from Beijing?"
"More than half a year."
"How many counties did you go to?"
"More than a hundred."
Jing Rong let out an "um", and with the smile in his eyes, the cup lid on his finger was lifted again.
…
Arriving at the back door of the west wing of Ji Mansion, the county magistrate raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Hurry up, tell Yun Shu to go to the yamen with this official, it's a big thing, a big thing."
"Didn't the miss say that I won't live today."
The county magistrate slapped his thigh and said, "Oops", sweating profusely, pushed open the half-closed door, and stepped forward.
When I got outside, I shouted from the inside: "Yunshu, I beg you, I beg you to go to the yamen, if you don't go, the official's black gauze hat will be hard to protect! You have pity on this official, go! "
Guan Qiumin, listen for the first time!
In the room, Ji Yunshu was already up, and when she heard the voice of the county magistrate, she changed into men's clothes unhurriedly, holding her sandalwood box between her arms.
In this situation, is it to rush to the yamen
He threw a sugar lotus seed into his mouth, and Ji Yunshu came out from the inside. Seeing that the county magistrate was in a panic, he almost knelt down to her.
"Sir, are you here?"
There was no time to explain, the county magistrate stepped forward and grabbed Ji Yunshu.
"Hurry up and follow this official, someone in the yamen is looking for it, big man, you can't do it if you don't go!"
Ji Yunshu was hurriedly pulled a few steps before he forcibly pulled his wrist back, frowning: "What are you doing, my lord? Didn't I tell the yamen that I won't be working today?"
The county magistrate was puzzled and looked at her up and down. Men's clothes, sandalwood boxes, this is not the posture of living
"Aren't you going to go to the yamen with this official?"
Ji Yunshu shook his head: "No."
"Then where are you going?"
"The Zhou family."
The county magistrate didn't know, "What are you going to do at the Zhou family? Miss Zhou has just died and is being buried today. Hurry up and go back to the yamen with this official."
"Then Miss Zhou's murder case, why don't you investigate it?" Ji Yunshu asked indifferently.
What? Miss Zhou's murder
The county magistrate's eyes widened, as if someone had scratched his spine, and asked tremblingly, "Didn't she fall from the building by herself and smashed to death on the rockery?"
Ji Yunshu rolled his eyes at him, "In the past, I handed you a copy of the work, and I handed over the work of the Zhou family?"
"No."
"Then when did I say that Miss Zhou died by herself?"
The county magistrate thought for a while, then shook his head, "No."
It's weird, he didn't kill himself, could he be killed by someone else