Wan Jimiao was originally a mountain doctor with superb medical skills, who lived in the far-flung "Medicine" Valley. Once, when he was searching for poison in the desert, he was chased by a pack of wolves. By chance, he was rescued by Xie Jingyuan and became a traveling doctor in the army.
He is now fifty-nine years old, with gray hair, and it is a bit difficult for an old man to come here late at night. But when Wan Jimiao heard that the poison in Xie Jingyuan had a result, he immediately became excited, and with a research spirit that was no less than Chu Xi, he read the "experimental manuscript" over and over again in front of the candlelight.
Jiuyong was still worried about the assassin who had just escaped, and said to Xie Jingyuan with an unpleasant expression: "General, Chu Xi is not a doctor, how could he possibly break this strange poison? I'm afraid he has bad intentions, you must not be bewitched by him. They are not good people, master and servant."
Xie Jingyuan was waiting for Wan Jimiao's result. He frowned when he heard this and said to Jiuyong in a gloomy voice: "You talked too much today."
Noisy.
Jiuyong choked and held his sword to plead guilty: "I deserve to die."
Xie Jingyuan closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling him to leave, and ordered: "Go and watch over the two of them. Don't step out of the door."
Jiuyong accepted the order: "I will not disobey your orders. If they dare to act rashly, I will kill them without mercy!"
Xie Jingyuan suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly: "Idiot, I told you to look at people, who told you to kill people!"
Jiuyong paused: "...Yes."
The general's idea is... Can't he be killed
At the same time, Yun Que was packing her luggage in the house. As she was packing, she looked at the man in white who was napping on the couch, and asked hesitantly, "Sir, are we really going back?"
Although she wanted to go back to Quyang Marquis's Mansion, it was obviously not a place that could be returned to at will. She was afraid that she would be discovered by the palace before she even entered the door.
"Of course it's fake."
Chu Xi closed his eyes lazily.
"Please pack slowly. The slower the better. It will look good to others."
Yun Que glanced at the tightly closed door and couldn't help but whispered, "Master, what did we do today? Not only did we not steal anything, but we also alerted the enemy. What should we do if General Xie asks for accountability later?"
Chu Xi suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her. A dark light flashed across his light-colored pupils. He said, "Who said that this is useless today?"
Not only did he know where the military list was hidden, he also made sure Xie Jingyuan would never doubt him again. Isn't this much better than stealing things rashly
… For example, those idiots sent by Prince Jin’s Mansion
Chu Xi put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes again, and said to himself: "We will get our things soon."
And it's done without anyone noticing.
It was a dark and windy night, and the view was obstructed. The lantern Chu Xi was carrying was specially made, with five candles burning inside. When the candlelight shone on the paper-pasted window, it formed a natural curtain. He used the human-shaped paper-cut he had prepared in advance to flicker a black shadow, creating the illusion that there was someone in the room.
Jiuyong was suspicious by nature, and he would definitely rush into the room to check if he heard any noise. Yunque only needed to seize the right moment and secretly open the window, thus creating a non-existent "assassin".
Xie Jingyuan had expected that someone would come to steal the list from Prince Jin's Mansion, so he sent many more people in advance. When he heard that the assassin had broken in, he immediately went to check if the heaviest item had been stolen, which naturally left traces.
Of course, this strategy also has certain risks. It requires Chu Xi's acting skills, Yun Que's kung fu, and... a little bit of Xie Jingyuan's trust.
The former is indispensable, the latter is particularly important.
Yun Que packed his bag and was about to go out to get some information, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiuyong, the black-faced god, guarding the door. He was shocked: "What are you doing here?!"
Chu Xi opened his eyes upon hearing the voice, and turned his head to see Jiu Yong leading people to guard the outer room. He guessed that it was Xie Jingyuan's order. It was a different kind of imprisonment, but it was better than being killed with a knife.
Jiuyong didn't want to pay attention to Yunque, so he didn't answer.
Yun Que was carrying the luggage, and had a feeling that the person was not friendly: "I'm asking you, what are you doing here?"
She already had one foot out the door.
Jiuyong stopped her with his sword and said coldly: "Go back!"
Yun Que hated him the most for wielding a sword and committing murder: "Auntie, I must leave today, get out of the way!"
After she finished speaking, she rushed out. Jiuyong couldn't draw his sword to kill people, so he didn't think twice and struck Yunque on the shoulder with lightning speed, knocking the man back.
Yun Que was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder and fell to the ground. She covered her shoulder and said angrily with a pale face: "You..."
He actually hit people!
Chu Xi was watching the show from behind, and was slightly surprised to see Jiuyong take action. He stepped off the bed, walked to Yun Que and helped him up, and said in a low voice: "Since he won't let us out, we should stay here to avoid conflict."
Yun Que stood up from the ground, holding his shoulder and nodded: "Yes, sir."
Jiuyong then saw the door slam shut again. He paused and continued to guard.
At the same time, the poison in Xie Jingyuan's body also produced results. Wan Jimiao followed Chu Xi's experimental manuscript and mixed the fruit of the green stem tree, the incense ash in the incense burner, the spices in the incense ball, and the aromatic juice of each flower together, and finally found some clues.
"It turned out to be a mixture of four substances and poison."
Wan Jimiao put the four ingredients into the small medicine cauldron he carried with him, sniffed for a long time, and his face changed drastically. As Chu Xi guessed, such advanced poisons were not common in ancient times.
"In my life, I have only seen two kinds of poison mixed together. I didn't expect that there were four kinds of poison in the general's courtyard!"
Xie Jingyuan didn't know why, but he looked unexpectedly calm. He picked up a piece of incense with a sharp look, and crushed it without twisting it: "Is your thought poison planted here?"
Wan Jimiao was studying the ingredients of spices. After comparing them several times, he stroked his beard and frowned, "It's not surprising that these three medicinal materials are used in spices, but they are all highly poisonous when they are not fully grown. If they are made into spices, they will also be harmful to the human body."
"Once these spices are burned, they mix with the fruit scent of the jacaranda tree, becoming half toxic. When they meet the musk in the aromatherapy ball, they become half more toxic. The seasonal flower scent in the bottle acts as a catalyst. The mixture of these four ingredients can cause the five internal organs of a person to gradually weaken."
Wan Jimiao was a professional after all. He conducted a secondary check on the results screened by Chu Xi and quickly discovered the cause.
The scent of unripe Arisaema, Siskin-sinensis, thorn bush, and green-stemmed tree fruit, as well as the musk in the aromatherapy bulb, are stimulated by the fragrance of seasonal flowers, forming a highly toxic substance.
The person who poisoned the person really put a lot of thought into this plan.
Xie Jingyuan clenched his fingertips silently, his eyes venomous, and coldly ordered his attendant: "Go and check where these things came from and who got them. I will find them even if I have to dig three feet underground!"
Wan Jimiao shook his head and twisted a leaf in his hand: "I'm afraid this situation has been set up for a long time. From what I can see, the tree planted outside the courtyard is not a green stem tree, but a stone cloud tree. This tree looks similar to the green stem tree, but it is not easy to survive and has a sweet and fishy taste, so it is not often planted."
He handed it to Xie Jingyuan to look at, "General, look, the veins of the leaves of the green stem tree are yellow, while the veins of the stone cloud tree are light gold."
It is said that there are several trees planted here, and it was arranged by the inner court. If you want to dig deeper, you will find mud with the carrots, which will be very difficult.
Xie Jingyuan stared at him: "What's the antidote for this poison?"
Wan Jimiao stroked his beard and said, "This poison invades the skin and damages the five internal organs. It cannot be cured, but can only be treated slowly. I still need to consider it carefully."
After he finished speaking, he wrote a few prescriptions: "General, please stop taking the medicine you took before. It is too toxic. From today on, you should use acupuncture to regulate your five internal organs every day. I will come back tomorrow."
Too many things happened today, and Xie Jingyuan was a little uneasy. He frowned when he heard the words and hummed without any emotion.
Wan Jimiao suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, General, who wrote this manuscript? I would really like to learn from you."
"I'll tell you another day."
Xie Jingyuan confirmed the result and did not stay any longer, but hurried back to his residence. He saw Jiuyong standing outside the door, and he slowly stopped at the steps, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice, frowned and asked, "Is there anyone inside?"
Jiuyong paused, then nodded.
Xie Jingyuan glanced at him sinisterly: "Did anyone get hurt?"
Jiuyong's neck was stiff, and he couldn't nod or shake his head: "..."
Xie Jingyuan didn't bother waiting for his reply, and pushed the door open, only to see Chu Xi lying on the couch with her eyes closed. The maid was packing her bag next to her, crying and wiping her tears.
Xie Jingyuan naturally didn't care about her crying: "Get out."
Chu Xi didn't sleep after hearing this. He slowly sat up from the couch and straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes: "General, are you talking to me?"
For the people behind the scenes, taking Xie Jingyuan's life was obviously more important than a dispensable military list. But Chu Xi rashly exposed the poison, which in a sense saved Xie Jingyuan's life and invisibly cleared himself of suspicion.
If anyone suspects that he was trying to steal secrets, it would be unfair.
Xie Jingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Which ear did you hear this being said to you?"
After he finished speaking, he cast a gloomy look towards the corner, and seeing that Yun Que did not move, he said, "Why, do you want me to ask you to leave?"
Yun Que was frightened and stopped crying. He immediately stood up and walked out.
Chu Xi said: "General, you are so arrogant. Your subordinates just beat up my maid. Are you planning to do the same thing again?"
Subordinates? Who? Jiuyong
Xie Jingyuan had a strange expression on his face for a moment when he heard this. His mental activity at this moment was probably the same as Yun Que's. How could Jiuyong even beat someone
Seeing that he didn't reply, Chu Xi stood up, put on his boots, and sighed slowly: "Well, let's go back to Quyang Marquis's Mansion. I'm afraid there is no place for us, the master and the servant, to stay here."
However, before he could move, someone grabbed his wrist.
Chu Xi turned around calmly and saw Xie Jingyuan staring at her with a frown: "What do you want?"
The meaning of this sentence is actually mixed with a bit of submission. If we expand it, it can be translated as: Okay, I misunderstood you, what do you want, I will agree to it as long as it's not too much.
"I don't want to."
Chu Xi sat back down and said, "I'm just disappointed."
He sighed, "I was sincere in wanting to marry the general. Although I was treated poorly on our wedding night, my heart was sincere. I didn't expect that things would not go as I wished. I always considered the general, but ended up being treated as a spy. Now that this is over, I'm not going back."
This made it sound as if Xie Jingyuan had tortured him and done something inhumane. But God had mercy on him, and Xie Jingyuan didn't even touch him.
Xie Jingyuan didn't want to take the blame: "When has this general ever wronged you?"
Chu Xi: “Just now.”
Xie Jingyuan: "I just asked two questions, and you call this suspicion?"
Chu Xi: "Since you have no doubts, why don't you allow me to enter Yuhen Pavilion?"
Xie Jingyuan replied: "Who stopped you from entering?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Xi staring at him with an ambiguous look, and then he realized that he had said something wrong. Xie Jingyuan was about to say something to make up for it, but he heard Chu Xi: "General, don't lie to me with these words. You are not allowed to enter. Anyway, the general has been suspicious of me for a long time."
He said, "But next time, if the general doubts me again, don't ask those questions, just kill me directly. I can't stand being wronged."
"… "
Xie Jingyuan was speechless for a moment, and the room suddenly fell silent, with only the hissing sound of the burning candles.
Xie Jingyuan glanced out the window and saw that the land outside was completely bare, with all the green-stemmed trees cut down. Thinking of what Wan Jimiao had said, something in his heart that had always been unshakable began to waver a little.
It's like a crack suddenly appearing in a high wall. You never know whether the crack will let in a ray of sunlight or cause it to collapse.
Xie Jingyuan finally spoke up: "Chu Xi, who are you loyal to?"
Quyanghou Mansion? Prince of Jin? Or the Emperor
Anyway, he can't be the prince.
The whole world is the king's territory, and all the people are his subjects. In this chaotic era, everyone has a king in their heart, and everyone is desperately looking for the king who can make them submit.
This road is really difficult, and no one knows what lies at the end. It is possible that Chu Jiaoping in the original novel is a thriving and prosperous person, or it is possible that Xie Jingyuan in the original novel has his tendons and veins destroyed and shackled to death.
Chu Xi's calm voice rang in Xie Jingyuan's ears, but it was like a heavy hammer: "I am only loyal to my own heart."
He is not a man of this era, he has no national hatred or family feud, nor does he have any wolfish ambitions. Everything he does is because he wants to do it, not because of loyalty to anyone.
This statement is somewhat rebellious, because there were many truly free people in ancient times. They were bound by their families, troubled by loyalty, trapped by fame and wealth, or imprisoned by hatred. Everyone has something that they cannot let go of.
When Xie Jingyuan heard this, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, causing a hidden pain. It was only then that he realized the peculiarity of Chu Xi. He stared at him for a long time and said word by word: "But your brother is loyal to King Jin."
Chu Xi's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his eyebrows: "But the general is also loyal to the prince."
One is his biological brother, and the other is his in-law. Xie Jingyuan can doubt Chu Xi because of Chu Jiaoping, and others can also doubt Chu Xi because of Xie Jingyuan.
To put it bluntly, Chu Xi is in a difficult situation now, and he is not popular with anyone.
"… "
Xie Jingyuan didn't know what he was thinking. After a long while, he finally spoke slowly: "Chu Xi, I will trust you once, but if you dare to betray me in the future, I will not only kill you, but also the lives of the entire Quyang Marquis Mansion. Do you dare?"
Xie Jingyuan's trust was very expensive and the price was very high. One life could not buy it, hundreds of lives plus Chu Xi could only buy a little bit.
Chu Xi asked back: "Why not?"
The two of them were so close that their breaths blended together, and there was no distinction between you and me. Chu Xi tilted his head slightly and could see the cold mask on Xie Jingyuan's face. He said softly, "I will definitely live up to the general's expectations."
Chu Xi thought to himself that Xie Jingyuan should be thankful that he was not the King of Jin's man. Otherwise, if he had easily given his trust to someone and followed the original history, he would probably still end up being destroyed.
Xie Jingyuan didn't hear clearly what Xi said. He vaguely felt that when the other party said this, he was speaking through the mask that was pressed against his right cheek, and the temperature was transmitted to him exactly.
At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door. It turned out that the medicine boy beside Wan Jimiao came to thank Jingyuan for acupuncture. He was holding a tray filled with three bowls of black medicine juice.
Xie Jingyuan frowned: "Where is your master?"
The chubby little medicine boy bowed and said, "General, my master is very old and tired, so he went back to rest. He asked me to stay and give you acupuncture every day."
Yes, acupuncture is not a difficult thing. There is no need to trouble an old man with gray beard to run back and forth.
Xie Jingyuan glanced at Chu Xi, then retracted his gaze, stood up and walked into the inner room, and the little medicine boy followed him in. When he walked to the shadow, there seemed to be some shiny powder on Xie Jingyuan's sleeves, but it was not clear.
Chu Xi paused when he saw this, then he stood up, opened the curtain and followed in, chanting, "General."
Xie Jingyuan was taking off his clothes, and when he heard his voice, he quickly put them back on: "What are you doing here?"
Chu Xi walked behind him and lowered his voice, saying as a matter of course: "Of course, I am helping the general to undress."
Xie Jingyuan paused when he heard this, and before he could say anything to stop him, he saw Chu Xi's hands had already passed through his waist, and his fingertips flexibly circled and untied his belt in a few seconds. The outer robe was no longer restrained and immediately fell off his shoulders, revealing Xie Jingyuan's sturdy body.
Xie Jingyuan didn't know what was going on, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously held Chu Xi's hand.
Chu Xi said in a low voice: "General, don't worry, I'm not a pervert."
As he spoke, he could not help but lower his eyes to take a look. Xie Jingyuan was coughing up blood due to a serious illness, and his face was often pale. His body was wheat-colored, covered with knife scars, and his proportions were slender, with a thin waist, which was in line with the broken beauty of later generations.
good body.
Chu Xi didn't know who had heard him say something obscene before, saying that someone with this kind of body must be very exciting to fuck.
But he was not interested in such things. The idea popped up suddenly and even he found it strange.
Chu Xi took a little time to pull the clothes out of Xie Jingyuan's tightly grasped hands. He felt as if he was forcing himself on someone. He brushed his sleeves inconspicuously until some of the powder fell off, then said, "General, give me the acupuncture."
Xie Jingyuan's body was stiff and he didn't look back at him.
Chu Xi opened the curtain and went out. He lowered his eyes and carefully checked the clothes in his hand to make sure that there was nothing left on the sleeves. Then he casually put the clothes on the chair.
However, before he could sit down, he heard a cold scolding from inside, and then a black shadow flew out from the curtain and rolled twice on the ground before stopping. It was the chubby little medicine boy from before.
Chu Xi was startled when he saw this, and thought something had happened, so he rushed into the inner room to check. However, he saw Xie Jingyuan pulling out a needle from his shoulder with a gloomy face, and then threw it hard on the ground.
He was a martial artist, so how could he allow an unfamiliar medicine boy to prick him with needles? Before he could adapt, his body had already reacted and knocked the other person out.
In short, conditioned reflex.
Xie Jingyuan looked at the medicine boy with a sinister look and said coldly: "Get out!"
They are not good people, master and servant. One hits the child, the other hits the person.
The little medicine boy was so frightened that he sat on the ground for a few seconds. Then he reacted and started to cry loudly. He cried and shouted: "Master, wuwuwuwuwu... Someone is bullying me, wuwuwuwu..."
Tears fell like beans, and he kicked his legs hard like a child throwing a tantrum.
Chu Xi watched with great interest, thinking that this was a real warrior, daring to cry and throw a tantrum in front of Xie Jingyuan. He ignored Xie Jingyuan's ugly expression, took a cantaloupe from the fruit plate, and squatted in front of the child: "Here, stop crying, take it and eat it."
In ancient times, melons were rare, unlike later times. It was only thanks to Jingyuan's rank that he was able to get a share.
Seeing this, the fat medicine boy stopped sobbing and hugged the melon. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, still sobbing: "I'm looking for my master, wuwuwu... You are bad... bad people..."
The door was opened a crack, and the chubby body squeezed out with difficulty and disappeared in an instant, without even being able to take care of the medicine prescriptions scattered on the ground.
Chu Xi picked it up and took a look. He saw that the acupuncture points were clearly marked on it. He walked into the inner room with his hands behind his back, and said, "General, you really have a childlike heart."
Getting angry with a little brat.
Xie Jingyuan closed his eyes: "Are you here to see what I'm saying?"
Chu Xi said: "Of course I am worried about the general's condition. Now that the doctor is gone, who can you find for acupuncture?"
Xie Jingyuan pulled off a piece of clothing and put it on again: "No more piercing."
Chu Xi, however, held his shoulders and used a little force to take off the clothes that Xie Jingyuan had just put on.
Xie Jingyuan's breath was choked: "What are you doing?"
Chu Xi found the cloth with the needle and slowly spread it out on his knees. His slender fingertips slowly pressed and kneaded Xie Jingyuan's stiff muscles, and his hot breath sprayed on his ears, whispering: "General, relax a little, otherwise I can't get it in."
Xie Jingyuan not only failed to relax after hearing this, but became even more rigid. He silently clenched his fingertips, forcing himself to resist the instinct to fight back: "You get out too."
He couldn't do such a thing as exposing his weakness to others.
Chu Xi ignored him and slowly massaged Xie Jingyuan's stiff body until he relaxed and softened, then took out a silver needle and slowly inserted it into his shoulder.
Xie Jingyuan felt a stinging pain and his eyelids twitched: "Have you also studied medicine?"
Chu Xi had studied medicine, but later he stopped. His eyes flashed, so he said slowly: "I haven't studied it, but fortunately the doctor left a picture book, I follow it."
Xie Jingyuan narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, and directly pulled Chu Xi in front of him with his backhand, saying coldly: "You are so brave, you dare to give me acupuncture without having learned it for a day?!"
If he was stabbed to death in bed, wouldn't Xie Jingyuan be in trouble if the news got out? He didn't die on the battlefield, nor did he die at the hands of King Jin, but died at the hands of Chu Xi...
In the hands of this hypocrite!
Chu Xi didn't expect him to attack suddenly, and he lost his balance. With the silk blanket slipping, he accidentally pressed Xie Jingyuan under him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and pulled out the needle from the other person's body.
"Well… "
Xie Jingyuan groaned as he was pressed down by him, and instinctively turned his head to avoid him, but accidentally scratched Chu Xi's shoulder, and his mask fell off.
Chu Xi didn't react much as half of his ferocious face was exposed in the air.
Xie Jingyuan's body froze, his fingertips moved slightly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to cover it, but he didn't know why, and he didn't move for a long time.
Chu Xi twisted a needle between her fingers and looked down at him: "General, if you move again, you can't blame me if you get stabbed to death."
Xie Jingyuan's Adam's apple moved, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, and he said in a low voice: "If I die, you should wish for it."
The shape of his eyes is very special. His eyelids are long and thin, and the tail of his eyes is upturned, as if he is mocking everything in the world, whether it is alive or dead.
Chu Xi didn't want to change anything in his book, but now that the story has jumped out of the paper and pen, it doesn't hurt to change it. He moved the silver needle on his fingertips and said seriously: "I hope the general is alive."
Xie Jingyuan's chest rose and fell for a moment, and he said nothing: "..."
Chu Xi repeated: "I hope the general is alive."
If a person like Xie Jingyuan survived, he would probably become King Jin's most troublesome opponent.
People have a very strange habit. When they see uneven scars, they will habitually want to touch them. As a former doctor, Chu Xi has this habit even more obvious.
He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the scar on Xie Jingyuan's face. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "How did you get hurt?"
Xie Jingyuan felt half of his face go numb. He wanted to turn his head, but his neck was stiff and he gave up. He frowned and asked, "What do you want to know?"
Chu Xi nodded. He really wanted to know. Xie Jingyuan had too many secrets.
Xie Jingyuan curled his lips and said softly: "Aren't you very smart? Guess it yourself."
Chu Xi thought that even the smartest people have to infer unknown facts from known conditions. How can he guess if Xie Jingyuan doesn't tell him anything? He sat up slowly and stretched out his hand to Xie Jingyuan: "Okay, I'll try."
Xie Jingyuan glanced at his slender hands and did not move.
Chu Xi: "Get up and get the acupuncture."
Xie Jingyuan then held his hand and stood up. However, this time he was much more relaxed than before, and the acupuncture was not hindered.
Chu Xi was looking at the atlas while searching for the acupuncture points. He suddenly remembered something and said, "General."
Xie Jingyuan was lying on the bed. Hearing this, he lifted his face from the pillow and glanced at him: "What are you doing?"
Chu Xi: "This house is often filled with incense, and has been contaminated by poison. I'm afraid it's not suitable to live here anymore. Yuhen Pavilion has been vacant for a long time, why don't you move there?"
There is not much incense burning in Yuhen Pavilion. Even though there are green-stemmed trees planted outside, they have to be cut down.
Xie Jingyuan half-closed his eyes when he heard this, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked, "Do you want to live in Yuhen Pavilion?"
Chu Xi said: "General, please move there by yourself. My identity is sensitive and I am afraid that if I go there, I will arouse suspicion. Please find a secluded place for me."
He deliberately brought up the injustice he had suffered today.
Xie Jingyuan was embarrassed, so he looked away and closed his eyes: "You move with me."
Chu Xi frowned slightly: "Is it not good?"
Xie Jingyuan frowned: "Move it if I tell you to!"
Chu Xi saw that his goal had been achieved, so he said nothing more. He slowly put away the needle and said to Xie Jingyuan, "It's getting late, General, you should have a good rest."
After saying this, he got out of bed, returned to his couch, blew out the candle, and the room suddenly fell into a hazy darkness.
Xie Jingyuan turned over a little later, his back was full of pain and pain. He looked outside through the gauze curtain, trying to see something, but found nothing.
There were ups and downs tonight, but it finally calmed down.
However, early the next morning, an unexpected guest arrived outside the General's Mansion. Mei Fengchen, the chief of the Lianjing Division, came to visit and said that a body was found in the suburbs of Beijing yesterday, and it seemed to be related to Chu Xi, so he wanted to invite him out to see him.
Now the bailiffs were carrying the corpse and stopped outside the gate, which attracted countless people to watch early in the morning. In an instant, the general's mansion was surrounded by people and the sound of discussions was endless.
Mei Fengchen is a man who can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, and is famous for not fearing the powerful. He was promoted to the official historian of the Lianjing Division, in charge of murder cases in the capital, and he was resolute and swift, which led to most of the dandies in the capital to see him walk away with his tail between his legs. Didn't he expect that today he would kill his relatives for the sake of justice
That’s right, it’s a case of sacrificing one’s own relatives for the sake of justice.
In terms of kinship, Mei Fengchen is the second uncle of Chu Xi's third aunt.
Only Mei Fengchen would carry a dead body to someone else's doorstep. Upon hearing the news, Xie Jingyuan was shocked and ordered archers to ambush on the wall, while he personally went to the gate to "welcome" them.
Xie Jingyuan still looked like he was dying. He stared at Mei Fengchen with a look of ridicule and sarcasm, coughed twice, and said, "Lord Mei sent a letter so early in the morning. What a rare guest."
Mei Fengchen's face was serious: "I am also following orders. Please forgive me, General Xie. Someone found a body in the suburbs of Beijing yesterday. It was confirmed that it was the top courtesan Jiu Niang of Wenxiang Tower..."
Chu Xi followed behind Xie Jingyuan. Hearing this, he frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
As expected, Mei Fengchen glanced at Chu Xi, paused, and then continued: "The madam of Wenxianglou said that Jiu Niang eloped with a wealthy young man who escaped from marriage a few days ago, and there has been no news since then."
Although he did not mention the name, even a fool could tell that he was talking about Chu Xi.
Xie Jingyuan lowered his eyes when he heard this, and recalled the rumors of running away from marriage that were circulating a few days ago. He tilted his head and looked at Chu Xi: "Didn't you say that you were robbed by villains on your wedding day?"
Chu Xi nodded calmly, "It was indeed robbed by bad guys."
Xie Jingyuan said softly: "Where is the bad guy?"
Chu Xi paused after hearing this, and subconsciously looked at the body parked at the door. It was covered with a white cloth, so he couldn't see anything. He hesitated and said, "Maybe... it's her, right?"
"Maybe" and "maybe" are three words full of uncertainty.