Homecoming Speech

"Well, let's keep up." He stepped into the carriage, obviously with some doubts on his face.

Xiaofeng and Huzi were familiar with each other once or twice, so naturally they obediently sat in the carriage, and the coachman drove forward to the ruined temple in the western suburbs.

The Chu Palace is not located in the downtown area of ​​the capital, but on the contrary, it is closer to the edge of Baihu West Street.

In the capital, Suzaku East Street is also called Suzaku Main Street. The east, west, north and south are respectively named Suzaku, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Qinglong.

At the end of the main street are the east, west, north and south city gates. When the carriage of the Chu Palace passed through the west gate of the white tiger, the sun was setting in the sky, and the eyes of the shooters were confused.

The bright orange-red fire clouds in the sky seem to have ignited the lush green forests in the western suburbs. When you cross the moat bridge, you can see the pieces of fire clouds reflected in the river planted with lotus flowers, which is also a unique scene.

"Although the first three murders didn't happen in the Chu Palace, they did happen in Baihu Main Street not far from the Chu Palace." Fu Danggui muttered to himself.

Chuhe responded habitually, "Although the main street of Baihu is a shopping street, there are not many people living there. They were insulted to death by arousing horses. It is impossible for such pain not to attract the attention of the surrounding people."

Fu Danggui sneered, "The murderer has a vicious mind. The small hole in the prisoner's tongue is probably the reason why they can't cry for help."

"This person smeared sesame oil on the corpse, and deliberately used blood to set up a puzzle, attracting wild dogs to destroy the corpse, and blood rats rioting, in order to cover up the act of stealing the corpse. It's just that the servant who died in vain was frightened to death." Fu Danggui let out a long sigh, and his eyes became a little blurred.

He collected himself, raised his hand and stroked his temple hair, "The thicker the fog, the more clues there will be."

"My king thinks that ballad is very interesting." Chu He's eyes drifted towards Fu Danggui vaguely, and his words seemed to guide him.

"On March [-]rd, humans and beasts were exchanged, and the red rat appeared. He led the horse and stole an old dog for wine money. It seems unrelated, but it is connected with several doubtful points in the case. Presumably the prince can tell the next official at this moment, how did he know The whereabouts of the missing body?" Fu Danggui looked at Chuhe inquisitively.

Chuhe didn't shy away from it, and enjoyed the feeling of being scrutinized by Fu Danggui. There was an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth, but the relaxation in his eyes revealed his thoughts.

For so many years, Fu Danggui was the only person in Chuhe who couldn't raise his full vigilance. Although he didn't know why he approached him and who ordered him to approach him, at least he was very relaxed in front of Fu Danggui.

"The answer has already been given in the ballad." Naturally, Chuhe was perfunctory on the grounds that Fu Danggui had just taken office and didn't know much about the capital.

"Jing Zhaoyin, Zuo Fengyi, and You Fufeng jointly govern the affairs of the capital, collectively known as the three assistants of the Jingji. The officials are still clear about this, but these two colleagues have never shown up these days, which makes the officials feel that they are fighting alone Tired."

Fu Danggui raised his hand and pinched his nose, his eyes seemed to ask Chuhe if he had any connection with these two people before he knew anything.

"Leave this position as soon as you are tired. If I see you being worn out by this position, do you think I should be happy? Or should I feel distressed?" Chu He looked at Fu Danggui with a somewhat ambiguous expression.

Fu Danggui's eyes were reflected in the warm fire clouds, and he looked sideways at the sky, "It's a court where individuals cannibalize people. I just want to keep myself from being changed, not to change others."

Chu He's eyes were as deep as ink, and he didn't blame Fu Danggui for his rudeness.

His knuckles are as clear as green bamboo fingers, trembling slightly, "You are a scholar who doesn't know martial arts, and it will only take a moment to kill you."

"What regrets is there in death? I only do what I think I should do. This muddy quagmire must be poured into a clear spring first." Fu Danggui had a proud posture and firm eyes.

This was the first time that the two had such a peaceful conversation, without anger, class, or gap.

Fu Danggui was fanning with a folding fan in his hand, and a wave of calligraphy and ink flowed into the tip of Chuhe's nose. He absorbed it lightly and then took a deep greedy breath. The person in front of him seemed to be different from others.

Chuhe recalled the appearance of the scholar when he first saw him, his eyes as transparent as glass, and his figure as firm as a green pine, clearly weak but extremely powerful.

The two were silent for a long time, with different thoughts.

"My lord, the ruined temple in the western suburbs has arrived." The carriage stopped, and Xiaofeng's words broke the calm.

There were bursts of melodious cicada cries around, the fire and clouds cleared away, the sky was free and blue with a ray of skylight on the side.

There are many forests in the outskirts, and the ruined temple is quite a distance away from the carriageway, so the coachman can only be left waiting.

Huzi was holding the python-patterned square wooden lantern on the cart, the forest was a bit dark, and the light seemed so weak.

Xiao Feng also lit a lantern with Hu Zi on the left and right to guide Fu Danggui and Chu He.

The two walked side by side, and Chuhe's hand scraped against Fu Danggui faintly, and he felt that his hand was plain and cold. Although he looked cheerful and peaceful, he was more difficult to get close to than imagined.

Although he had had a heart-to-heart talk, Chuhe didn't feel that he and Fu Danggui had drawn closer, but the trance feeling of loss and turmoil that he had gained and lost at his hand eroded his mind little by little.

There are many uneven rocks on the mountain road in the forest, and Fu Danggui accidentally stepped on the sharp stone.

I just felt that when I exchanged my heart, I lost my balance. Chu He quickly grabbed Fu Danggui's hand and hugged him.

It can be considered thoughtful, Chuhe showed a childlike pure smile on his face, and Fu Danggui's cheeks and ears were flushed.

He hurriedly stood up, thanked Chuhe, took a step back, and stopped the impolite behavior parallel with Chuhe.

The smile on Chuhe's face disappeared instantly, and he shook his sleeve angrily.

Huzi glanced at the actions of the two in surprise, and thought to himself, is there really something wrong with the two of them?

Relatively speaking, Xiaofeng is much calmer. Although everyone in the capital knows that the prince is a masculine man, there is one thing that is true as Xiaohu said. This Mr. Fu is indeed the one whom the prince has accommodated the most over the years.

In short, they all had their own ideas, and they soon arrived in front of the ruined temple in the western suburbs. The first thing to greet them was not people, but a very pungent stench, which was stronger than that in the uprising village.

When Fu Danggui saw the Jingzhao Yamen servant who was lighting the lantern and Liu Yunian who was doing the autopsy, he hurried up as if grasping at straws, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

Asking like this, his eyes moved to the rotting corpses placed on the broken door and stool.

The whole body of the corpse was covered with weeds and dirt, some milky white maggots were struggling to twist their bodies, and the mosquitoes flying around were even more rampant, even if Liu Yunian lit incense, it would not help.