On the east-facing wall of the study, there is an ink painting mounted on the wall. The mountains and rivers stretch, and the sun and the moon alternate. It is the "Sun and Moon Map of Mountains and Rivers" presented by Gongsun Zhuoyu. Du Lingchun is not a person who plays with words and ink, but he likes this painting very much and brings it back to the capital all the way.
This kind of thing goes against his usual style.
While Du Lingchun was sitting quietly in the study, Gongsun Zhuoyu also led Wu Yue to the gate of the company's mansion. The maid was waiting early in the morning, and when she saw it, she stepped forward and said, "The company has an order to ask Wu Guard to bring Lord Gongsun to the study."
The study is an important place. On weekdays, except for a few confidants of Du Lingchun, they are not allowed to enter.
Wu Yue knew that Du Lingchun valued Gongsun Zhuoyu, so he was not surprised, and only nodded slightly to show his understanding.
The company's mansion is very large, passing through several back doors, passing through a viewing garden, and finally a winding corridor. The corners of the eaves and pavilions, the rockery and flowing water, and even many rare and exotic animals, have completely refreshed Gongsun Zhuoyu's understanding of the word "luxury".
He felt that he was Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and a bunker entering the city, and everything he saw was fresh.
Gongsun Zhuoyu quietly listened to the news: "Wu Guards, the company is raising rare and exotic animals here, aren't you afraid of scaring the female family members of the mansion?"
Wu Yue said with a straight face: "There are no female relatives in the mansion."
Gongsun Zhuoyu sighed: "It's beautiful, it's just such a big place, only the company lives there, it's inevitable that it's a bit empty."
I don't know if it's inconvenient for Fang to bring him one. The Jingcheng Inn is a bit expensive.
"It's not empty," Wu Yue said, "there are also servants and servants to guard the doormen."
Gongsun Zhuoyu: "..."
They walked for another half a stick of incense before reaching the door of the study. Wu Yue stepped forward and knocked on the door lightly, with a respectful voice: "In the company, Lord Gongsun has brought it here."
Du Lingchun heard the movement in the room, and subconsciously got up, but he didn't know what to think, so he sat back again, paused for a moment, and said, "Come in."
Naturally, these two words only refer to Gongsun Zhuoyu.
Wu Yue stepped aside and said, "Master Gongsun, please come in."
Gongsun Zhuoyu was actually a little nervous and couldn't explain the reason. He did mental preparation for a while before pushing the door in. In the center of the study is a half-person-high staggered golden beast incense burner, with a flower woven blanket on the bottom, and a floor-to-ceiling flower and bird screen separating the two sides.
Gongsun Zhuoyu looked around, and finally turned his attention to the screen, and said probingly to the back panel: "Company?"
Du Lingchun held the tea cup and lifted his eyelids when he heard the words. When he heard Gongsun Zhuoyu's voice, he inevitably remembered what happened last time, and threw the tea cover back with a bang.
Du Lingchun got up from the chair, the hem of his robe brushed across the ground, making a soft sound unique to silk. He walked in front of the screen, then stopped, but asked sullenly, "Gongsun Zhuoyu, do you know the guilt?"
Standing behind the screen, Gongsun Zhuoyu was stunned for a moment. He quickly recalled how he had offended Du Lingchun, but the answer was no. Except... Except for the last dream...
Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't think about that dream, his ears started to get fever just thinking about it. He pinched his earlobe unconsciously, and said through the screen: "Company, Xia... Xiaguan made a mistake somewhere..."
Du Lingchun saw Gongsun Zhuoyu sweating anxiously through the hollow and dark patterns on the screen. I thought to myself, why wasn't this person still eloquent when he was arguing with the scholar in Juxian Pavilion, why did he become clumsy when he came to him.
There was silence.
"… "
Du Lingchun lowered his eyes, and his tone was indifferent: "What did you do last time, is it not clear to you?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu was even more confused, so he helped Du Lingchun change clothes and did nothing. I couldn't bear it anymore, and poked out my little head from behind the screen: "Company, I just changed your clothes for you, but didn't do anything else."
He didn't know that the word "change clothes" was already frantically dancing in Du Lingchun's minefield.
Du Lingchun stared, "You bastard, how dare you mention it again!"
He didn't know why, but when he thought that Gongsun Zhuoyu might have seen some ugly scars that shouldn't be seen, his fingertips trembled. I can't tell if it's anger or embarrassment, and my body is so stiff that it's hard to even move.
Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately raised his hand and surrendered, obediently shut up: "I don't mention it anymore."
Du Lingchun couldn't show his temper when facing his innocent appearance. He simply turned around and remained silent. It was only after a moment that I realized that I was over-emotional just now, and it was really not an attitude to win over people.
Du Lingchun calmed down: "When did you arrive in the capital?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu hit the snake and followed the stick: "Go back to the company, I entered Beijing this morning."
Du Lingchun glanced at the sky outside, it was already noon, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you come to me?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu touched the tip of his nose: "I originally planned to find a place to stay, and then visit the company."
I don't know if it was an illusion or not, Du Lingchun seemed to have lost a little bit of weight compared to when he was in Jiangzhou, and his already feminine appearance became more and more thin, not like an ordinary man masculine.
Hearing his explanation, Du Lingchun felt a little better. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Looking for a place to stay? Could it be that the company can't accommodate the big Buddha, Lord Gongsun?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled brightly when he heard the words, thinking that I'll just wait for your words, then stepped forward and said, "Then there will be a labor company, and the lower officials will be bothering you."
He was a serious man, tall and strong, and when he approached, his breath wrapped Du Lingchun's whole body, making him extremely aggressive. Du Lingchun froze and wanted to avoid it, but for some reason, he couldn't move.
Although the eunuchs in the palace have lost their power, most of them only love women, and they rarely have the habit of breaking their sleeves. Du Lingchun has always been uninterested in matters of men and women, but he has never thought about his hobbies in that regard. But every time he faced Gongsun Zhuoyu, he became uncertain again.
Du Lingchun took a seat behind the desk, quietly opened the distance between the two, his slender brows furrowed, and he simply said another thing: "Do you know why Your Majesty called you to Beijing?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu said, "I have heard that three important officials in the DPRK died for no reason. Your Majesty wants me to wait and find out the truth."
Du Lingchun said, "This is just one of them."
When he said this, his tone was a bit gnashing, and he slowly rubbed his fingertips: "Jing Zhaoyin was killed for no reason, and his position was left empty. I wanted to play the Holy Master and transfer you from Jiangzhou. To take his place, but who ever wanted that old fox Yan Fu to step in, saying that you are still inexperienced and need more experience, and directly rejected it."
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Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that he was too miserable, and the fat in his mouth flew away before he could eat it? Yan Fute is not a thing!
Du Lingchun seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "You don't have to worry, stay in the capital for now to help investigate the case, and I will push you up sooner or later."
Although Gongsun Zhuoyu solved the two cases, they were ordinary people. However, this case involved a court official. It was not easy, and he didn't dare to promise that he would be able to find out. He glanced at Du Lingchun subconsciously: "Then if the lower officials can't find out..."
Du Lingchun raised his eyes: "If you can't find it out, you can't find it out, can our company still eat you?"
Again, this doesn't make sense. Since he wanted to win over Gongsun Zhuoyu, he naturally saw his talent. If he couldn't even find out the case, the other party would become a useless pawn, and he didn't need to bother to cultivate it.
But Du Lingchun didn't realize at all that his desire to make Gongsun Zhuoyu step up to the sky was greater than his desire to let the other party help him.
Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled: "I will not let the company down as an official."
Du Lingchun recommended himself, Yan Fu recommended Tang Feishhuang. If Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't find out the truth at that time, he would not even bring Du Lingchun to shame, and he couldn't raise his head in front of Yan Fu.
Gongsun Zhuoyu thought about this and couldn't help but ask, "Does the three people who died have a detailed file?"
Du Lingchun knew that he would ask such a question, and handed him a stack of papers: "This is the file of the Ministry of Punishment, you can see for yourself, after Tang Feishhuang enters the capital, you will meet the Holy Master together and investigate together. this case.”
The first person to die was Dong Qianli, the prefect of Liangzhou. He stopped at the inn on his way back to Beijing to report his work. Unexpectedly, he was found dead in bed early the next morning, his face was completely peeled off, and he fell in a pool of blood.
There is a piece of paper left by the murderer on the table next to it. According to the cleaning maid, it was sent by Dong Qianli the night before his death.
There is a poem written on the paper, which is Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da": Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, the north wind blows wild geese and snow. Mochou has no confidants on the road ahead, who in the world does not know you
Gongsun Zhuoyu felt a little interesting when he saw this, and continued to flip through the dossier.
The second person who died was Guo Han, the minister of household affairs. When he went to the brothel to recruit prostitutes at night, he was assassinated by the murderer in the courtesan's boudoir.
The day before his death, he inexplicably received a piece of paper left by the murderer. The poem on the paper was the first half of Qin Guan's "Qianqiu Sui. Waterside Sand Outside": Waterside Sand Outside. The city's spring retreats. Flowers and shadows are chaotic, and the sound of warblers is broken. Drifting sparse wine cups, parting untie. No one was seen, Biyun and twilight were facing each other.
When Gongsun Zhuoyu saw this, he had already discovered something, but in order to confirm something, he continued to turn a page.
The third deceased was Jingzhao Yin Chulianjiang. His eyes were gouged out by the murderer. Lianjiang entered Wu at night, and Pingming saw off Chu Shangu. Luoyang relatives and friends asked each other, a piece of ice in the jade pot.
Gongsun Zhuoyu looked at Du Lingchun: "This murderer is really rampant."
Du Lingchun raised his eyebrows slightly: "What did you see?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled: "Xiaguan thinks that the murderer is someone who loves to read, but he hasn't seen the evidence of the dead body, so it's not easy for Xiaguan to make a judgment."
At present, three officials in the court have died, and the murderer will deliberately send a poem with their names before his death. In a sense, the murderer is strong in martial arts and arrogant, and seems to be laughing at the incompetence of the court.
In a serial murder case, the next person to receive the poem is his target. It is conceivable that all the military officials in the court were in a panic, for fear that they would be involved.
Du Lingchun naturally wanted to let Gongsun Zhuoyu know a little more information, so as not to be the first to be caught by Tang Feishhuang: "Tomorrow I will take you to the Punishment Department, and the three bodies will be parked there, how do you want to investigate? How to check, with me, no one dares to say much."
Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered if this was the feeling of having a backer. He calmly looked at Du Lingchun's androgynous eyebrows, then smiled, but said something irrelevant: "The company seems to have lost some weight... "
His voice was low and concerned, not as frivolous as before.
Hearing this, Du Lingchun raised his eyes subconsciously, and caught his eyes off guard. With a trembling of his hand, he almost smashed the tea cup. Gongsun Zhuoyu quickly held the tea cup with his eyes, and then placed it firmly in his hand, whispering, "Be careful, company."
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