"Your Majesty, Marquis Xinxing is seeking an audience outside." Nan'an came up to report.
Fu Jian sighed, and said weakly, "I know, let him wait first."
"Brother Huang, shouldn't you suspect someone?"
"who?"
Xuancheng's face darkened, as if how long are you going to pretend.
"Phoenix? Impossible. I have already ordered someone to examine the body. This is homicide. Qinghe was assassinated when he returned to the palace."
Xuancheng sneered, "Who has such a good idea to assassinate a concubine of the emperor's brother."
"Okay, brother, you go to investigate this matter, and I will deal with Xinxinghou." Fu Jian patted his shoulder, and sighed again, Xuancheng seemed to rarely see why he was upset, He is so kind and kind to foreigners, but now that a princess of the Yan Kingdom has died, he feels ashamed of the Murong people. What is the reason for this
Xuancheng was angry, but his rationality was still intact, so he went to the Purple Palace first.
Murong Chong didn't wake up, Xuancheng stood in front of the couch and stared at his face.
"Chong'er, I hope this matter really has nothing to do with you."
He checked the doors, windows, beams, and hangings on the walls of the Purple Palace, and there was no sign of damage. It can be seen that no one has penetrated here, and it is impossible to assassinate in the Purple Palace.
He sniffed the wick on the candlestick, and it smelled the same as when he came and went here, a smell of deciduous pine nuts.
Does Murong Chong like the pine nut fragrance or does Fu Jian like it
Pinus tabulaeformis grows in the lush forests of the Northeast, Daxing'an Mountains, Northwest, and North China. Xuancheng knows that although the modern buildings in Beijing are urbanized, the mountainous areas around Beijing are the areas where Pinus tabulaeformis grows.
He repeatedly checked the interior of the Purple Palace, including under the bed, there was not a crack in the secret passage. This is an extremely tight space, which can only accommodate one person's soul. The light here is dim, and it seems that there is no one except Murong Chong. Someone will live in such an environment.
Xuancheng was sad for a while, every time he came here, his heart ached.
The leaves of the sycamore tree outside were rustling, and the canopy trembled a few times. Xuancheng stood in front of the bed. After a while, he bent down and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't cover it and froze in the air. Suddenly, a pair of extremely cold Touch hit.
Immediately afterwards, the icy temperature rushed from his arms to his chest, and his throat was stuck, making him unable to make any sound.
"You came."
Murong Chong's voice became colder each time, just like his body, like the snow in Changbai Mountain, the snow won't melt, and his body won't be warmed either.
Xuancheng's eyes widened, and he grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand, "You didn't pass out."
Murong Chong smiled at him, "How can I pass out if you don't come, I know you will take care of this matter."
"I hope it has nothing to do with you." Xuancheng looked into his eyes and said, Murong Chong's eyes were so captivating, Xuancheng never dared to look at them for a long time, he was afraid that he would fall into them and couldn't extricate himself, but this time he unexpectedly stare.
"My sister is dead, you want to doubt me, your heart is so cruel." When Murong Chong said this, Xuancheng's heart hurt like being stabbed by some sharp weapon.
"Qinghe came to see you at the Purple Palace the night before, why did something happen to her just after she left? Ah, what is the reason for this? Why is the plot different from what I saw? Generally, it's not that you will die after she comes to visit you, but she will die." Are you alive?"
Murong Chong can't understand Xuancheng's thinking, because he is a pure ancient person, how can he understand the routines in TV dramas.
"You want me to die again?"
Xuancheng covered his mouth, leaned against his body and said in a low voice, "You live well."
Murong Chong wrapped his arms around his waist, his skin was so cool that Xuancheng couldn't help shivering even through his clothes.
He went to push those hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push them away, he was shocked, Murong Chong's strength would be so great, and he was only a spoon dancer.
Xuancheng is really stupid, the Xianbei people are born with amazing vigor and strength, and they have been trained at a young age.
But the soul of Xuancheng is attached to Fu Rong, the former Duke Yangping of the Qin Dynasty. What kind of person is that? He is a warrior, not a modern college student who has no power to restrain a chicken.
He just didn't want to push those hands away, even if it was cold, but the temperature passed on to each other like this, they should be warmed up.
"Fu Rong, no, you are not him." Murong Chong suddenly let go, his face became terrified, "Who are you?"
Xuancheng said, "I will investigate the matter of Qinghe, Murong Chong, no matter what the outcome is, you should live well." This is what Xuancheng would say to Murong Chong every time.
Because apart from that, he couldn't think of anything that he wanted to say to this person the most.
Xuancheng went to Qinghe's palace to check one by one, as usual, every corner of the palace must not be missed, even if it is as fine as dust, he has to smell and touch it.
Like Zigong, there is no trace of crime here.
Moreover, he learned from Nan'an that no assassins were heard in the palace that night, Fu Jian's imperial guards were guarding outside the Purple Palace, and Qinghe was under surveillance from entering to leaving, and even returned to the palace. They were all guarded by soldiers in secret. Besides, there had never been any assassins in Fu Jian's harem, except for Murong Chong's palace change last time.
"Is it really suicide?"
"Mr. Yang Ping, no, His Majesty ordered the coroner to check it repeatedly, and it was definitely not suicide."
Xuancheng frowned, feeling suspicious, "Maybe Qinghe has an old disease?"
If this is the case, then it is obvious that Murong Wei sent her to Fu Jian.
But every concubine in the harem has to go through layers of screening to enter the palace, let alone a subjugated princess, Empress Xun and Mrs. Zhang have passed several levels of checkpoints. It seems that this assumption is not valid.
It was evening when Xuancheng returned to the mansion.
"Master, what can you find out?"
"Never." Xuancheng rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Why should I get involved in this matter."
"Mingyue, why do you think I have to take this muddy water?"
Mingyue shook her head.
Xuancheng beat him on the head, "It's all you, why did you come here this morning and tell me these things?"
Mingyue clasped her head and shouted for injustice, "Master, no one in Chang'an City knows that you are a god in solving cases. Now that a case has occurred around His Majesty, can you not be invited? I am doing this for you out of kindness."
"It's good for me, you and Nan'an are all for your majesty in the palace." Xuancheng said angrily, "My brother."
"I judge cases like a god, haha, Mingyue, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will leave this case to you."
Xuancheng really forgot his identity for a moment, he is no longer that modern worthless scholar, he is Fu Rong, the former Duke Yangping of Qin Dynasty.
Fu Rong is the god of war in the Northern Kingdom, and one of the rare Chang'an orders in the pre-Qin period. He is a royal family with a prominent reputation. Since Wang Meng entered Qin, he has followed Wang Meng to learn the way of government. He has experienced a lot at a young age. He has a very high prestige in Chang'an City. He is famous for his discernment and good judgment.
When he was young, he served as the captain of Sili in Chang'an, and everyone knew that the judgment of the case in Chang'an was fair.
Mingyue pointed to his head, "Master, do you want me to remind you how many strange cases in Chang'an City have been solved?"
"Are you bastard reminding me of my amnesia?" Xuancheng glared at him, Mingyue hung her head dejectedly and kept her mouth shut.
Xuancheng doesn't need to remind her, she still can't control her body
In the first year of Yongxing in the Great Qin Dynasty, Fu Rong was just 17 years old, and Fu Jian had just ascended the throne. The relationship between the two brothers was very close. Fu Jian wanted to exercise his younger brother's skills, so he appointed him as the captain of Sili. Specialize in this matter of judging the case.
Dong Feng, a native of Jingzhao, came back after three years of studying abroad. He passed by his wife’s house and stayed at his wife’s house. At night, his wife was murdered. Dong Feng couldn't bear the punishment and torture, so he confessed to killing his wife.
Fu Rong was suspicious after the inspection, and asked him, "Did you encounter any strange things or divinations on the way when you went back and forth?" Dong Feng said, "When I was about to set off, I dreamed of crossing the river south by horse at night. Crossing north, and then from north to south, the horse stopped in the water, and the whip would not go away. Looking down, I saw two suns in the water. The left side of the horse was white and wet, and the right side was black and dry. After waking up, my heart was beating, and I thought it was not auspicious. When I came back at night, I had the same dream again. I asked the fortune teller, and the fortune teller said: "If you are worried about being sentenced to prison, stay away from the three pillows and the three baths." "When I got home, my wife fetched water for me to bathe and gave me a pillow at night. I remembered what the fortune-teller said and avoided it. My wife took a bath by herself and slept with a pillow on my head."
Fu Rong said, "I already know it. In Zhouyi, "Kan" is water, and horse is "Li". The dream rides a horse to cross the south, and then from north to south, from "Kan" to "Li". The three lines are the same And change, change and become "Li". "Li" is Zhongnv, "Kan" is Zhongnan. Two suns are the symbol of two husbands. "Kan" is a law enforcement official. Officials interrogate their husbands, and the woman bleeds and dies. Death. The hexagram "Kan" has two yin and one yang, and the hexagram "Li" has two yang and one yin, and they exchange positions successively. In the lower part of "Li", on the upper part of "Kan", and "Jiji", King Wen of Zhou met and was imprisoned in a land of cultivation without permission. You can live, but you will die if you are rude. The left side of the horse is wet, wet, it is water, the left side is water, and the right side is a horse. It is a Feng character. Two days, it is a Chang character. It must be Feng Chang who killed her!"
So after investigation, Feng Chang, a Jingzhao man, was caught and interrogated. Feng Chang confessed everything.
So when Dong Feng's case was solved, everyone in Chang'an spread the word that he, the prince, resolved the case quickly, and even Fu Jian went to the mansion to congratulate him.
"Brother, did you hear that? Everyone sang your name, and I've followed you to the fullest."
Fu Rong said, "Brother Huang, even you laugh at me."
"It's a joke. You use the Book of Changes to solve the case. It's so strange that I feel ashamed. In the future, if there are unjust and strange cases in Chang'an City, I will have to rely on you."
Unexpectedly, this joke turned out to be a fact today, Xuan Cheng unconsciously smiled wryly.
"Mr. Yang Ping, do you remember? Do you need me to remind you?" After a long silence, Mingyue wanted to be beaten on the head again, she put her hands on her head, and asked so weakly.
Xuancheng said, "Fu Jian hurt me too."
"One moment you say that I harmed you, and the next moment you say that the sage harmed you. Master, you are not losing your memory, are you afraid that you have lost your nerve?" After the words fell to the ground, Mingyue ran away with her head in her arms.
Just as Xuancheng was about to throw the book and throw it over, the figure was gone, so he had to smile wryly again, "Yang Pinggong, Yang Pinggong, your reputation is really harmful, your own soul won't come back, let me stay in your body for you I haven't read any Zhouyi gossip, how to solve the case."
Useless is a scholar.
But he himself said that to investigate this court mystery, he had no choice but to continue to pretend.