Zhao has become a victim. Yun J believes that the most important and most direct thing now is to find out the murderer who assassinated Zhao Liu.
Qin Youran thought so, she said: "Yes, in my opinion, we are not as good as..."
After she had a meal, Yun J answered her words and said: "Explore the Wei Palace at night."
Qin Youran nodded.
The two people’s eyes collided and they separated. There was something unpleasant in their hearts. They had the best tacit understanding, but... they always quarreled because of some inconsistencies in viewpoints.
Qingfeng looked at it coldly, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the void outside the window with a thoughtful look.
The three of them left Wu Mansion, Wu Ke went all the way to the door, babbling words of loyalty, for fear that Yun J would turn over the account again.
Yun J asked him to take care of Zhao Liu's corpse, and sent someone to pick it up when he turned around, and told him not to let go of the token from Prince An's Mansion.
Wu Ke hurriedly nodded and said yes, and said to ensure that everything is done well.
When he reached the gate of the mansion, Yun J turned on his horse, turned his head and said to Qin Youran, "Would you like to go together?"
At this time, the setting sun was hanging down, and the night scouts were still too early. Qin Youran was hesitating. Yun J glanced at Qingfeng and said, "Young Master Qing, he was in Master Wu’s house just now. This is nothing, but I will go later. Going to the second prince’s palace, there is always the prince’s residence, I’m afraid it’s not very convenient for Qing prince to go."
He was straightforward, without any obscurity, and the meaning of refusal was obvious.
In fact, he did nothing to investigate this matter himself. The reason why Qin Youran was asked to help together was because he wanted to spend more time with her. If a fresh breeze was added to the back, he felt annoyed when he thought about it.
What does Qingfeng eat? A flat-headed citizen, where is the qualification to investigate the royal case? What's more... Yun J has always had doubts about Qingfeng's origin and identity. He has not figured out the location of his home until now.
Qin Youran also knows this truth. No matter how capable and clever Qingfeng is, it is ultimately not a royal person, nor is it appointed by the emperor. The royal majesty is just superficial and in the eyes of the world. In fact, there is how dirty and ordinary behind this majesty. People can't imagine.
And these cannot be exposed to people, just like many things
, Was erased by the emperor's sentence "Royal decent is important".
But, understand, understand, now she is blocking her breath with Yun J, and she feels a little unhappy when she hears Yun J's words about the breeze so directly, and the breeze is brought by her.
Qing Feng hadn’t spoken yet, Qin Youran said: “The prince said it very well, why not do it, it’s still early, Master Qingfeng and I will leave first, let’s make an appointment, then we will meet at the back door of the Wei Palace, how about
Yun J's hand holding the horse rein suddenly tightened, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. Looking at Qin Youran's pure face and bright eyes, he tightened his lips and stretched out a sharp arc.
Qin Youran stared at him without showing any weakness, Yun J turned his horse's head, and hurried away.
Qingfeng saw that the emotions between the two were not right, but Qin Youran's mood was obviously not good at this time, and he didn't ask too much.
Qin Youran watched Yun J walk away, bit her lip, turned on her horse and said, "Go, Qingfeng, I invite you to dinner."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hurried away, Qingfeng hurriedly followed, not daring to fall a step.
They walked fast, and no one saw it. Under a big tree at the corner of the street, in the faint shadow of the tree, stood a person, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, a white jade crown, and eyebrows. picturesque.
The young man behind him said, "Master, where do you go next?"
The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "This is interesting. I didn't expect that the Wu family and his son would also be pulled in. Where is the official secretary Shangshuxiao?"
The little servant didn't even think about it, and said, "Going back to the prince, Xiao Shangshu has a happy event at home today, and he is in the mansion at this time."
"Oh?" The Ninth Prince slowly closed the fan, with slender fingers, three points more beautiful than a fan bone, "I heard that his son had just passed the bar mitzvah last year, is he marrying his son?"
The little servant still hung his head, a smile flicked at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Go back to the prince, it's not. It's him... the concubine."
The Ninth Prince was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled lightly, "Take a concubine? He is almost 60 this year, right? Which concubine's room?"
"Seven rooms." Xiao Si said.
The Ninth Prince shook his head slightly, looked at the setting sun slowly sinking from the horizon, and said, "Let’s go, let’s join in the fun, I’m afraid it’s... this is the last time.
It's a wedding wine for Master Xiao. "
The following words are very meaningful. The young man heard it, but didn't dare to ask more, pretending that he didn't hear it. Anyway, what the master said was right, just follow the master.
The master and servant walked slowly, and Xiao’s mansion was not too far from here. The capital was large, with many officials and distinct levels. Although they were both in the staff department, Wu Ke and Xiao Fang were not in the same level, and the mansion was not there. On one street, although this is not a rule, the officials in the capital have implicitly followed this rule when choosing houses.
Xiao Mansion is only two blocks away from here, but the style here is much larger than that where Wu Ke is located. Most of the officials of the Chaozhong Dynasty are nearby.
As soon as he entered the street, he heard the sound of joy, and the Ninth Prince was slightly surprised, "Taking a concubine, Xiao Fang's tossing movement is really big."
The young man glanced in the middle of the street and said, "Exactly. The seventh concubine was the one that Mr. Xiao used to see in Silk Music Square. She played a good pipa. It is said that Mrs. Xiao loved him so much that he wanted to receive it. Coming from the mansion, but... However, the back house has been uneasy, so it was dragged down. After two years, the door was ushered in. Naturally, the seventh aunt would be able to respond to whatever she said."
"So that's it." The Ninth Prince nodded.
As soon as he walked to the door of Xiao Mansion, the person at the door turned his head and saw the Ninth Prince. He was taken aback and recognized him. He hurriedly ran over and said: "The lord, the younger one please greet the lord."
"Well," the Ninth Prince faintly replied, and looked up inside, "what about you sir?"
"Yes, here." Jiading hurriedly said: "Master, wait a minute, and the younger one will report inside."
The Ninth Prince said: "No, just show the king ahead. On the day of great rejoicing, you don't need to ask Lord Xiao to come out."
"This..." Jiading was a little afraid.
"Huh?" The Ninth Prince flicked his nose slightly, and Jia Ding immediately lowered his head and said, "Yes, the little one obeyed."
He walked up the steps quickly and said, "Master, please come here."
There are lights and festoons in Xiao’s mansion, red everywhere inside and outside, the nine princes looked calmly, but sneered in their hearts, Xiao Fang, Xiao Fang, you have been an official for many years, and you have also achieved the post of a book. Today, for a woman, he lost his sense of measure like this.
(End of this chapter)