"Have you experienced a corpse? What does Zuzuo say?"
The corpse was parked in the cellar of the North Hell, and because the weather turned hot, it had been frozen. Yan Xiaohan did not avoid contamination, so he checked it out himself. The dead Jinwuwei was extremely thin, with a bloodless face and dark eyes. He didn't look like a guard who practiced every day, but rather like a young man who was sung every night and his body was hollowed out.
For some reason, Yan Xiaohan always felt that his dignified face was a little familiar.
"What was the cause of death?"
Wei Xuzhou stood far away and said, "The emergency of yang deficiency—that is, the wind immediately. It passed on the spot and was not rescued."
Yan Xiaohan opened the two palms of the corpse, and as expected, there were red circles in the palms, the palms were covered with red tendons, and the circles were closed. He put his palm back and asked, "Since the cause of death is clear, what else can be investigated?"
Wei Xuzhou smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, take a closer look, you really don't know this person?"
Yan Xiaohan thoughtfully looked at it for a while, and finally came to a realization: "I said this person is familiar, look at his virtue, does he look like Yi Siming?"
Wei Xuzhou: "...No. My lord, this person's name is Yang Hexuan, and his father is Yang Xu, the Jiedushi envoy of Tangzhou. He is the nephew of the queen's family and the cousin of the crown prince. He is also considered a royal relative in size. So this case Besides our Feilongwei, which other yamen dares to accept?"
As soon as he mentioned the prince, Yan Xiaohan remembered: "Oh, the Yang family. Is Yang Sijing, the general of the Nine Gate Guards, his brother?"
Wei Xuzhou said, "Exactly."
Yan Xiao smiled coldly and said nothing. Wei Xuzhou was inexplicably cold behind his laughter, and always felt that their adults' smiles seemed to be unfinished.
Previously, the crown prince suggested Yang Sijing to Emperor Yuantai to make him marry Fu Shen. Although the matter was eventually dismissed by Emperor Yuantai, it did not prevent Yan Xiaohan from eating this old vinegar. He didn't have the slightest affection for the Yang family. For the sake of the dead, Yan Xiaohan didn't say the word "deserving", but he expected him to investigate the case with all his heart and without even thinking about it.
Furthermore, the emperor attached great importance to this case, but because the two Jinwu guards were killed successively, which made people worry that this was a conspiracy against the imperial guards. Yan Xiaohan knew that Mu Boxiu was dealt with by Fu Shen, and had nothing to do with Yang Hexuan's death. He could also see that there was nothing strange about this case at all, but it was because of the empress and Yang Xu's face that he had to make a serious appearance.
"Show me the testimony of the witness," Yan Xiaohan threw away the handkerchief he used to put his hands on, turned around to find water to wash his hands, and said as he walked, "It's all gone. Brother Wei and Jiang Shu will come with me tomorrow. Take a trip to Cuijin Pavilion, what other people should do. A case, we can't make a big deal."
Wei Xuzhou obeyed Yan Xiaohan's attitude of taking everything lightly. He was obviously young, not from a high school, but he never bowed his head to anyone except the emperor. Not to mention a Yang family, a hundred officials of the imperial family, civil and military, Wei Xuzhou has never seen anyone in his eyes.
When he walked to the door of the cellar, Yan Xiaohan thought of something and turned his head back and warned: "Be careful about going to Cuijin Pavilion tomorrow, don't say anything."
Wei Xuzhou was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, slightly shaking his admiration for Lord Kipchak.
Then he thought about the great achievements of "that one", and comforted himself with his conscience: "How can you be afraid of such a thing as fear?"
When it comes to the two most prosperous places in the capital, one is "Qizhenfang" and the other is "Sales Gold Grotto". "Qizhenfang" refers to the East Market in the east of the city. Many foreign merchants gather here, and there are all kinds of rare treasures and overseas objects. The Cuijin Pavilion that Yan Xiaohan and the others were going to open was in Xinghua Lane in the west of the city.
Looking at the capital, Cuijin Pavilion can be regarded as one of the best fireworks resorts. However, unfortunately, a murder case occurred, and the guests were unlucky and looked for other places. As a result, there were few families and business was not as good as before.
The three of Yan Xiaohan went out in casual clothes, not wanting to make a big statement. Wei Xuzhou was a frequent visitor here, and the bustard recognized his face, and she was released immediately after she showed her identity. Seeing this, Yan Xiaohan asked him to stay and question the old 'bustard and prostitute', while he walked up the vermilion wooden ladder to the third floor and pushed open the two doors that had been sealed.
The furnishings in the house are as old and well protected. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to cushion his hands, checked the cups, dishes and pots on the table one by one, and then opened the small drawers of the dressing table, dug out all kinds of drugs that were secretly hidden in it, and wrapped a handkerchief at random. , ready to take it back to check one by one.
Next to the dressing table is a small table with a gilt-bronze incense burner, and you can smell the faint residual incense when you get close. Yan Xiaohan wrapped a small packet of incense ash in paper, put it away, and lifted the low gauze curtain. The bed and bedding were messy, and even some of the bedding's personal belongings were exposed. Yan Xiaohan's heart suddenly moved when he saw that there were still stockings on the bed that he had not had time to take away.
He squatted down, looked around under the bed and on the floor, but couldn't find what he wanted, so he got up and went downstairs. Wei Xuzhou was listening to the prostitute's mother and the prostitute's daughter Qin Zhen crying with tears in their eyes: "...I don't know what happened, although Young Master Yang was thin, he became more courageous, and several times, Sister Shuxian couldn't stand it and almost died. The slave family also…”
Seeing Yan Xiaohan coming downstairs, her cheeks were flushed, she couldn't help covering her face with her sleeves, she couldn't speak any more in shame.
Yan Xiaohan didn't realize it at all, and asked, "What are you talking about? You just said Yang Hexuan was 'brave'? Does he often use boosters?"
Qin Zhen's voice was like a gnat: "Young Master Yang, he... He used to hang around in Xinghua Alley and was exhausted, so it's just normal in that and that, and he needs to take medicine to cheer him up. It's only since last year, he doesn't know where to get it. After a new recipe, he became extremely powerful. The slave family often persuaded him not to use those tiger and wolf medicines, but he said that he had no medicine, so the slave family should not guess..."
"No medicine?" Wei Xuzhou stunned, "It's all windy and swollen and fat, this Young Master Yang is shameful enough."
Yan Xiaohan asked thoughtfully, "Where did Yang Hexuan go other than Cuijin Pavilion that night?"
Qin Zhen said: "The slave family heard that he went to Baiyinglou first, and the top girl Feiyan was not there. He thought the people who served him were disrespectful, so he came to Cuijin Pavilion again."
Yan Xiaohan threw the bag of spring medicine and incense ashes wrapped in a handkerchief to Jiang Shu: "Go back and find an imperial physician to test the prescription to see if there is any poison." He turned around and walked out: "Brother Wei, follow me to Baiying Tower. ."
Baiyinglou is in another alley, which is completely different from the deserted Cuijin Pavilion. As soon as I approached it, I heard Yingti Yanyu and the sound of silk and bamboo strings. The gorgeous girl was at the door to attract customers. Wei Xuzhou, a frequent visitor, came along with a handsome man he had never seen before. Before wearing official uniforms, he took it for granted that they were here for fun, and immediately took out twelve points. Charming and flattering, she climbed up softly and boneless: "What a handsome man, would you like to come in for a glass of water and wine?"
The fragrance of the powder was blowing towards his face, Yan Xiaohan scolded the tip of his tongue, and was about to let it out. Suddenly, a familiar voice that made his scalp tingle came from behind—
"Yo, are you busy?"
Yan Xiaohan turned his head in horror. The person who made him miss him all day long was sitting in a wheelchair, holding an unopened folding fan in his hand, tapping his palm regularly, and looking over calmly.
Xiao Yi held the handle of the knife in his hand and stood behind Fu Shen with a blank face. Behind Yan Xiaohan was the stunned Wei Xuzhou and a row of Yingyingyanyan with her back bare. The two groups of people met at the entrance of the brothel in such a mighty and unpredictable manner.
Yan Xiaohan was stunned and almost blurted out to ask Fu Shen why you were here. Then he suddenly remembered that he sent someone to the villa yesterday and told Fu Shen to return to Beijing to prepare for the longevity banquet.
Fu Shen gave him a meaningful look, his face was written: "You dare to go out for whoring behind my back?"
Yan Xiaohan's heart "flickered", his strong desire to survive instantly overcame his reason, he even ignored the presence of his subordinates and outsiders, and blurted out, "I am wronged!"
Everyone: "… "
This is probably the legendary newspaper.
Fu Shenpi said with a smile, "The sky above my head is so clear, how could I wrong you?"
While the two of them were talking, the girl from the brothel, who was still uninterested, stepped forward to grab Yan Xiaohan's sleeves, and said with a tender smile, "What are you doing standing here? Everyone, please."
Mr. Yan's life skills were probably used for dodging this time, and he just avoided the girl's outstretched hand in the crowd, but before he could relax, he heard Fu Shen say: "Hey, She's a nice girl, she's pretty."
Yan Xiaohan's face turned green in an instant, staring at Fu Shen in disbelief.
Lord Fu is well-known among the people, and he is much more popular than Yan Xiaohan. The girl also admired the young and handsome hero, and she used to throw flowers at him in the crowd. She recognized Fu Shen at a glance, and immediately dropped Yan Xiaohan, let out a coquettish cry, and pounced on her pitifully—
"However," Fu Shen smiled and pressed the folding fan against her chest, "compared to Zhuo Jing, it's still a little worse."
A stroke of genius, a twist. Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at "Clumsy Jing".
Yan Xiaohan: "…"
He can see it, this bastard knows everything, and he is like a mirror in his heart, he is deliberately amusing him, so that he can have fun!
The distracted Master Yan gritted his teeth angrily, running through one hundred and eight ways to treat Fu Shen in line in his mind.
"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!" Wei Xuzhou deserves to be Yan Xiaohan's right and left hand. At this time, he finally realized that he shouldn't just stand and watch the excitement. Back off!"
As soon as the three characters "Flying Dragon Guard" came out, the female whore, the prostitute and the prostitute suddenly became a mess.
Yan Xiaohan hurriedly proved his innocence to Fu Shen: "Don't be angry, I'm really here to investigate the case!"
Fu Shen snorted and said, "Forgive you, you don't look down on these vulgar fans. I'll go back first."
He really knew the way of "hitting a stick and giving a sweet date", and with just a few words, Yan Xiaohan was soothed. Fu Shen had had enough entertainment, and was just about to retire when Yan Xiaohan suddenly grabbed his hand in front of everyone's eyes, with a scorching heat in his palm.