Xia Chu was quite sure when he heard what he said. The smile on his face was a bit arrogant like a romantic young man, his chin was slightly raised, and in the middle of his apricot-shaped eyes, there was the bright light of the galaxy.
He straightened up and walked towards the room, sat down on the chair where Shi Zhongfei had just been sitting, and then asked casually: "Why can't I just come to you for a drink?"
Bingwen put away the playful expression on his face, put one arm on the table, leaned forward slightly, and even lowered his voice: "Is there something wrong with the Emperor's health?"
Xia Chu's smiling face, which had just returned to Yun Fengqing, was instantly surprised. After a moment, he nodded, with a hint of joy in his tone: "Did you find it in Wentian Pavilion?"
"Not entirely, the conclusion is what I deduced." Bingwen nodded and shook his head. There was news in Wentian Pavilion that Xiang Chengfang had traveled in disguise after returning home from duty three days ago.
At that time, I didn't know that he had gone to the Hou's Mansion until the Hou's Mansion came to report that someone came to visit him at the same time, and the time of leaving the Mansion coincided with the time of his return.
Coincidentally, Xia Chu and the Marquis entered the palace early the next morning. Today, Xia Chu brought Lan Yuying into the palace with him. After he left the palace, he came to look for him. Combining all the factors, Bingwen made a bold inference. Have this question.
Xia Chu looked at Bingwen opposite, who was dressed in an elegant brocade robe. His jet-black hair was flowing down and scattered around his shoulders. His eyes were wise, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed under the bridge of his nose. The lines on his face were extremely perfect and revealed. There is a scholarly and elegant fragrance, and the clouds are light and the wind is gentle.
At this moment, Xia Chu seemed to see the most outstanding counselor beside Xiao Yanjun in his previous life. He made decisions before taking action and guiding the country.
At some point, Bingwen had already poured a cup of tea and handed it over. Xia Chu came to his senses from his trance, took the tea cup and said to him: "Although the emperor's body is in trouble, it's fine for now. I have another problem." There’s one thing for you to check.”
"Huh?" This time it was Bingwen's turn to look surprised.
Because, what Xia Chu said was for him to investigate, not to handle it
In Bingwen's heart, Xia Chu knows everything...
Therefore, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there anything else you don't know?"
Xia Chu listened to the seriousness of his question, without any joking in his tone. He shook his head helplessly and shrugged: "I'm not a god."
"What's the matter?" Bingwen's expression has become extremely solemn. Even Xia Chu wants to investigate something, how secretive it must be.
"I want you to investigate whether there was a Xiangdao family that suddenly disappeared sixteen years ago." The matter that Xia Chu asked Bingwen to investigate was older than the case of the Ren family.
It was only after he entered the palace today that he had a sudden thought. Since he couldn't find any clues from the emperor, he could start from Lanlan's life experience.
In the past, when we were in the mountains, Old Lan always boasted about how good his Lan family's incense was.
But after he came down from the mountain, he had never heard of the so-called Lan family, and no one had even heard of the Lan family's Xiangdao lineage in his previous life.
The emperor had asked Lan Yuying today if she was good at incense. Therefore, Xia Chu wanted to start from this place to see if she could get some clues.
"Although it takes a long time, it shouldn't be difficult if you are from a noble family, but it will take some time." Bingwen frowned slightly.
"You should check it first. This matter can't be rushed." Xia Chu saw him frowning and didn't want to burden him. He could only hope that Old Lan wouldn't brag. Maybe he wasn't the Lan family, but after all It must be a noble family. After he finished talking about the main business, he changed the subject: "The Ren family's ancestral hall is very prosperous now."
When Bingwen heard this, he laughed out loud: "I heard from Jiao Shi that you have been there. You are not neglecting the young master. Come to me to ask for punishment..."
Xia Chu laughed and cursed, and the two chatted for another half an hour. Xia Chu stood up to say goodbye, and Bingwen also stood up to see him off.
On the way to the entrance of Mingxiang Garden, Xia Chu once wanted to ask how he and Xian Li were doing, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.
Ever since he learned about Xian Li's life experience, Xia Chu felt a little more pity in his eyes every time he saw Xian Li. But he couldn't tell Bingwen about this, so he could only sigh and let him stay without seeing her off.
After Xia Chu returned to the Hou Mansion, he went to Hengwu Courtyard. In the study, Mr. Hou was working hard on the life and death problem in front of the chessboard. When he saw Xia Chu, he entered the room and waved to him quickly: "Good boy, come here and help your father." Look, where should it land?"
Xia Chu leaned over and took a look, took out a sunspot and dropped it on the Thirteenth of Nine. With a crisp sound of 'pop', the Marquis showed a look of sudden realization on his face for several seconds.
"Dad, why don't you care about the emperor's health now?" Xia Chu blinked with suspicion on his face. He was jumping up and down anxiously in the past two days. Now that he has returned home, the Marquis is very calm and still thinking about studying the death situation.
"You sent Ying'er back to your home and you were still thinking about leaving the home. I think the emperor's illness is not very serious, otherwise you would have come to me as soon as you returned home." The Marquis clicked his tongue and didn't take it seriously. , and even took the time to raise his eyes to glance at him: "Besides, Mr. Bai has taught you these years, you have learned a lot about medicine, and you can always do it."
Xia Chu twitched the corner of her mouth: "Are you praising me or hurting me?"
A sly smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Hou's lips: "If you play with me, that would be a compliment. If you don't, then..."
Xia Chu held his head against the pain and sighed: "It's getting late. I'll play two games with you tomorrow."
The Marquis frowned dissatisfied: "I'm just getting excited."
Xia Chu couldn't help him, and stepped forward to help him stand up while coaxing him: "I still have to go back to think of a prescription for the emperor, so you should live in peace and rest early."
After hearing this, the Marquis stopped arguing and let him help him back to his room to sleep.
When Xia Chu saw that the Marquis mistakenly thought that the emperor was ill, he was too worried and simply followed his words without saying anything to refute. It was not until he sent him back to his room and came out again that he frowned and worried about the poisoning. , should I say it or not
Xia Chu thought as he walked towards Yunqiyuan. When he passed by Huayuan and saw the bright lights inside, he turned around and knocked on the door.
Mo Xiang opened the door and saw him. She quickly turned sideways and saluted to let him enter the house.
Xia Chu followed Mo Xiang to Wuma Huacai's house. When he was at the door, he asked Mo Xiang to make a cup of tea, and he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Master, the door is not bolted. Come in by yourself." Wuma Huacai's voice came from inside the house.
After Xia Chu opened the door, he smiled and raised his eyebrows and asked, "How did you know it was me?"
Wuma Huacai was still drawing the drawing without raising his head: "If the ink is fragrant, it will make a sound at the door."
Xia Chu nodded and smiled: "That's right, you don't have anyone else here."
"Who said that?" Wu Mahuacai suddenly raised his head and frowned: "There is a Miss Su who comes over every now and then."
(End of chapter)