Your Majesty is happy [rebirth]

Qi Wang Lingchen died in the busiest brothel in the capital, the biggest business in the capital. This is the favorite place for dignitaries to come to indulge in indulgence. Ling Chen and Ling Jue have spent almost half a month in Beijing. Here, after Ling Jue died, Ling Chen was also frightened. After staying in the palace for a few days, An Fen became more active again. He brought a few more personal guards, so he came here again to have fun. Last night ordered The first oiran in the building slept all night. This morning, the oiran who woke up first screamed, and his guards rushed in the door, only to find that he was covered in blood and died with his eyes wide open for a long time.

In the past, the brothel where the customers came like a cloud has been blocked by the officers and soldiers, and the irrelevant people have been driven two streets away. When Ling Qiyou arrived, the officials of the Zongzheng Temple were interrogating the girls in the building and Ling Chen's relationship one by one. The guards, Ling Qiyou didn't ask any more questions, and frowned, he went directly to the wing where Ling Chen died at the end of the corridor on the second floor to look. It was almost exactly the same as Ling Jue that day.

The girl who slept with the dead Ling Chen for most of the night was so frightened that she almost lost her mind, she cried and answered the officials' questions, she couldn't explain the ins and outs of the matter, she only said that they drank a lot of wine last night, and that King Qi was another There is a sadistic person on the bed, she was tossed to death and then passed out, she really didn't know what happened during the period, and then this morning, when she woke up groggy, she found that she was covered in blood. Blood, King Qi has died by his side.

The guards of King Qi said that they had kept watch for the first half of the night, and then they saw that there was nothing wrong, so they went to the next room to drink and asked the girl to accompany them. Afterwards, they also got drunk and did not find anyone Come in the room.

The procuress girls in the brothel cried out for their grievances, saying that this matter had nothing to do with them, Ling Qiyou looked at Ling Chen's death in front of him coldly, and the look in his eyes was somewhat obscure.

Even Ling Chen died. The murderer's purpose was not to blame Ling Jing, but to provoke the relationship between the court and the local vassals. If Ling Jing hadn't been imprisoned in the palace by him, the second person who died might be him or Ling Chen was dead, and two people had already died. If the murderer could not be caught and he could not give an explanation, he would know what the local vassal kings would be thinking under the panic, he hardly had to think about it.

Xiao Chuqian bumped his arm lightly, pouted at the dead ghost on the bed: "His fists are clenched so tightly, it seems he is holding something."

As he spoke, he walked forward, and with great difficulty opened Ling Chen's cold and stiff right hand, which was clenched into a fist. Sure enough, he pulled out a small piece of torn clothes from inside.

Ling Qiyou also came forward, Xiao Chuqian handed him the things, looked at Ling Chen's fingers, and said in a low voice: "It should have been torn from the murderer's sleeve while he was struggling, look in the gap between his fingers. There are also bloodstains, I am afraid that the murderer's palm or arm was scratched by him."

Ling Qiyou looked at the fabric of the clothes in his hand, and frowned even tighter. Even if it was true, the fabric was nothing but ordinary silk. The Dasheng Dynasty was in its prime, and the people lived well , especially at the foot of the emperor in Beijing, ordinary people can wear such clothes, such clues cannot be regarded as clues at all.

Xiao Chuqian suddenly chuckled, and when Ling Qiyou looked up at him in doubt, he lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, I probably guessed who did it."

Ling Qiyou's eyes widened in surprise, Xiao Chuqian took his arm: "Let's go, let's go back to the palace, this place is bloody, don't stay here, bad luck."

So before Ling Qiyou could recover, he had already dragged him away. After getting into the car, Ling Qiyou asked him impatiently: "What's going on?"

Xiao Chuqian said: "When King Luo died that day, I later asked the guards who patrolled that night, except for the eunuch who found King Luo's body, who was the first person to rush into King Luo's tent? I estimated him It was later that I found out that my golden whistle was missing, and I wanted to look for it, but of course I couldn’t find it. Also this morning, when I was going down to court, I saw those courtiers coming out in twos and threes outside. Scratch."

The haze in Ling Qiyou's eyes became heavier when he heard that: "It's him?"

Xiao Chuqian curled his lips and asked him: "Does Your Majesty think that Uncle Guo has anything to do with this matter?"

Ling Qiyou stared at him, and after a while, he said lightly: "Don't do his business."

Xiao Chuqian smiled: "Why is your majesty so sure? Maybe he colluded with foreign enemies to seek the power of the Dasheng Dynasty. Don't forget, your majesty, he was sent to southern Xinjiang by the late emperor four years ago..."

"Impossible," Ling Qiyou said firmly, "King Luo's shock and surprise didn't look like he was pretending, and the Xu family and the Nanman Kingdom had a feud. I won’t be able to suppress them in the future, Uncle Guo won’t do such a stupid thing.”

There is some truth to this statement. The Xu family has been officials for generations, and they were rich and powerful in the previous dynasty. Later, the last emperor of the previous dynasty was fatuous and listened to the spies of the Nanman Kingdom. It was only after he escaped by chance that he helped the Ling family raise troops to win the country. Xu Guogong's greatest wish in his life is to conquer the Nanman country. Xu Chongqing is his son. If he cooperates with the people of the Nanman country, even if he disregards his father's last wish, the people of the Nanman country may not trust him. , and the southern barbarians have never been honest. For hundreds of years, they have always raised troops to counterattack the Central Plains Dynasty whenever they have the opportunity. If Xu Chongqing is controlled by them, he will only be unable to deal with them in the future. He is not a fool, and it is absolutely impossible to do this things.

So Xiao Chuqian didn't talk about it anymore, but asked him: "Then what are you going to do now?"

"Lead the snake out of the hole." Since the golden whistle is an identity mark that the secret guards of the Nanman Kingdom value more than their lives, they will definitely find a way to get it back, and he just needs to wait and see.

Xiao Chuqian smiled, stretched out his hand, and hooked his waist. Ling Qiyou impatiently wanted to break free, but Xiao Chuqian suddenly reminded him: "Don't move around."

The car drove to a downhill road, followed by a sharp turn, with some bumps, Ling Qiyou couldn't sit still during the struggle, but fell directly into his arms, and blurted out subconsciously, the car stopped, The guards outside hurriedly pleaded guilty, Ling Qiyou came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and ordered: "It's okay, let's go."

After the car started slowly again, he turned to Xiao Chuqian with cold eyes: "Let go of me."

"What if I don't let go?"

"You get out of the car."

Although he still wanted to tease him again, Xiao Chuqian looked at his displeased face and knew that Ling Qiyou would really be angry if the trouble continued, so he could only let it go resentfully, and sat aside politely.

Ling Qiyou didn't say any more, leaned against the wall of the car tiredly, closed his eyes and almost fell asleep.

Xiao Chuqian stared at him for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand, his fingers stopped an inch away from his cheek, the sunlight coming in from the window left a faint shadow on his face, even the tiniest fluff seemed to be clear It can be seen that his fingers traced the curvature of his face in the air, and after a long time, he finally sighed in his heart.

After returning to the palace, as expected, Xu Chongqing, the uncle of the country, came again to ask for an audience. Ling Qiyou allowed him to come in, and also sent several guard generals and patrol guards from the time when King Luo died last time.

Before Xu Chongqing opened his mouth, Ling Qiyou first asked him: "Do you still think that King Xuan did it? He has been imprisoned in the palace for the past few days."

Xu Chongqing frowned, thought for a while, and said: "He is in the palace, but there are many of his people outside, so it may not be because of him."

Ling Qiyou didn't take it seriously, but he didn't bother with him anymore, and asked others to recount in detail the situation when King Luo died that day, which had been repeated many times. He listened carefully but didn't interrupt. It wasn't until everyone had finished speaking that they nodded slightly.

Xu Chongqing once again asked the Ministry of Criminal Justice to investigate this matter together. This time, Ling Qiyou readily agreed, except maybe letting him take Ling Jing away, but also agreed to let the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Zongzheng Temple investigate together. Then they sent the crowd away.

Anyway, now he doesn't expect these officials to find out anything just by checking.

After everyone retreated, Xiao Chuqian came over, smiled and picked up the conspicuous golden whistle placed next to the imperial case, and said to Ling Qiyou, "Did you see it just now?"

Although he may have kept his hands in his sleeves because of guilty conscience, Ling Qiyou had been paying attention when he saluted and still saw the scratches on his hands, and the golden whistle that he deliberately placed in a conspicuous place must have been noticed by everyone just now. Already seen.

Ling Qiyou didn't pay attention to him, but Xiao Chuqian suddenly bullied him over, bent down to his ear, and asked him softly: "Qi You, shall we make up?"

Ling Qiyou was stunned for a moment, then squinted at him, just looked at him, but didn't speak.

"How? Make up?"

After a while, Ling Qiyou snorted lightly and asked him: "Why do you?"

Xiao Chuqian smiled and said: "You see that you have so many internal and external troubles, and I am the only one who will help you sincerely..."

"unnecessary."

Leng Bingbing didn't have the word ups and downs, the smile on Xiao Chuqian's face froze for a moment, but Ling Qiyou had already stood up, went into the bedroom to look at Xiao Mantou.

Xiao Chuqian sighed helplessly. If he wanted to completely pull out the little emperor's thorns and knock open his hard shell, it might take a lot of work...