Lintai Storm Record

Back to the eunuch.

"Sun Xiu."

Sun Xiu lowered her head even lower, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

"I'll write a special note to the secretary supervisor, and you send it to him immediately. Today is the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. Tomorrow, let the secretary supervisor and the young supervisor come to the palace to have a bowl of Laba porridge with me."

Sun Xiu looked up at Fu Mingshao, then lowered her head without saying a word.

"Just say what you have." Fu Mingshao raised his voice and coughed immediately.

Sun Xiu leaned forward, but didn't dare to get up, her concern was beyond words.

Fu Mingshao made a gesture, and Sun Xiu quickly got up and came over to serve him a drink of water, and said in a low voice in front of the emperor: "The queen mother will also reward the young prisoner to eat porridge tomorrow."

Fu Mingshao was silent for a while, and said, "Jiang Meng has gone to pass it on?"

"I left early in the morning."

Fu Mingshao sneered and closed his eyes.

Sun Xiu rolled her eyes anxiously, bit her lip and said nothing, waiting for Fu Mingshao to think.

After a while, Fu Mingshao opened his eyes and said: "Pass on my oral order, and the queen mother will tell him to come at lunch or dinner?"

"Let's go at noon." Sun Xiu replied.

"That's good. You can also go and tell them to come over during lunch time."

The surprise on Sun Xiu's face was lost for a moment, but fortunately Fu Mingshao was not looking at him at all. He felt that the thin underwear on his back had been stuck to one piece with sweat, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

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In the secretary's inquiry room, Lu Guan was asking questions, and a book office next to him was writing hard to record Wang Zauguo's answer.Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan sat opposite to Wang Zauguo, and the secretary sat behind another table to the west. Wang Zauguo was handcuffed to the chair, and a black wooden shackle was fixed on his chest. The iron ball is still there, don't talk about running away, Wang Zaoguo, a civil servant, doesn't even think about standing up.

"The author's conclusion is that Lou Jiangyue died around the middle of the third watch. According to the records of the palace gate, you left the palace with Lou Jiangyue at the beginning of Shenshi the afternoon before, and returned to the palace at Youshi. After leaving the palace, the two of you go to the palace. Where did you go?" Lu Guan said to the guard next to him, "Remove the shackles for Mr. Wang."

The guard took a look at Song Qian and saw that he didn't make a statement, so he bowed to unlock Wang Zaoguo.

"Lou Jiangyue has a few acquaintances in the city. During the past few days in the palace, the emperor rewarded a lot of things. Lou Jiangyue went out of the palace to meet one of the women. I just went for a stroll." Wang Zaoguo rubbed Rubbing his wrists, sighing, shaking his head, "My lord, this is really an innocent disaster. The Criminal Ministry said that I was jealous of Lou Jiangyue's talent... Where did I start? I am a Jinshi on the second list, and Li Xiang is my mentor. Lou Jiangyue He is a folk poet, he has no intention of being in the officialdom, and I have no intention of resigning from office and returning to the field, if it was not recommended by my mentor, there is no chance for the two of us to get to know each other."

Lu Guandao: "Master Wang, you just have to answer whatever I ask you."

Wang Zauguo's face darkened.

"Master Wang, don't rush to defend yourself. Our Secretary's Department is not like the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and we don't rush to close the case before the end of the year. We will definitely find out the truth of this case. As long as Mr. Wang is not the real murderer, just answer well. We, Mr. Lu, can judge for ourselves." .” Song Qianzhi said with a smile.

At this moment, someone touched Song Qianzhi's shoulder, he turned his head sideways, and saw two eunuchs in green clothes by the door, his eyes fell, he saw the man's waist card, and recognized the person in front of the emperor.

"Lord Lu, I'll go out for a while, you ask first."

At the same time Song Qianzhi got up, he heard Lu Guan's voice continue: "What's the name of the woman Lou Jiangyue met, and where does she live?"

"I don't know the name, but I remember the address..."

"You say it. Book office, write it down."

Song Qianzhi walked to the door and glanced back, Lu Guan had no expression on his face, he was surprisingly tall, sitting there like an aggrieved bear.

The corners of Song Qianzhi's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

"Young Lord, the emperor has an order."

"Why is the order so urgent? Let Eunuch Sun come in person. Two days ago, I went to Zhuangzi to collect new tea. In two days, I will ask someone to send it to Eunuch's mansion." Song Qianzhi said casually.

"Only the young master still misses us old fellows." Sun Xiu let out a sigh of relief with mixed feelings, and took Song Qianzhi aside to talk.

"What's wrong?" Sun Xiu seldom had such a serious and worried look, and Song Qianzhi faintly sensed that there was something unusual.

"Isn't Laba tomorrow? The emperor asked you to go to the festival with the secretary supervisor."

Song Qianzhi: "I will go there tomorrow night."

Sun Xiu frowned in embarrassment.

Song Qianzhi paused, realized something, and said, "The emperor wants us to go just for lunch?"

"That's exactly what this means, and the slave also knows that the Empress Dowager has also sent a message to ask the young master to come and have lunch with him. I just don't know how to reply to the emperor."

How can a eunuch answer?Over the years, the eunuchs in the palace went up and down, and Song Qianzhi spent a lot of money to take care of them. Naturally, he knew that it was a taboo for Sun Xiu to come and say this to him.The emperor's intention was to let him choose between the queen mother and him. From the first day he entered the secretary's province, Song Qianzhi knew that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Thank you, Eunuch Sun, just tell the emperor that we will all go." Song Qianzhi sent Sun Xiu away, stood in the courtyard for a while, and then went into the interrogation room.

"That is to say, you and Lou Jiangyue went out of the palace in the afternoon to meet a dancer in the emperor's pipa garden. This person's name is Qin Mingxue, who is Lou Jiangyue's friend?"

Wang Zauguo hurriedly said: "I'm not sure if they are good friends, but they must be acquaintances."

"Qin Mingxue." Song Qianzhi's heart shuddered, seeing Lu Guan's expression, Lu Guan's face was blank.

Song Qianzhi leaned down next to Lu Guan, and leaned into his ear: "The Pipa Garden is a singing and dancing troupe kept outside the palace, and Lin Shutong is there."

Lu Guan's expression changed, and he flipped the case file to another, his fingers stopped on one of the pages.

"That's the end of the interrogation today. Show the confession to Mr. Wang and ask him to sign it." Lu Guan asked someone to come over to collect the case files, and walked out of the interrogation room with Song Qianzhi.

Wang Zaoguo seemed to have something to say, but it was too late to stop Lu Guan.

Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan talked while walking, first they explained that they would go to the palace to have lunch with the emperor tomorrow.

Lu Guan's eyes lit up, and he hummed rather silently.

"When you come to the emperor, don't mention the case. The emperor told us to go to praise the whole secretarial province. The year is approaching. You are a new official. The emperor trusts you and me. Mr. Lu must work hard to handle this case well. It's done beautifully." Song Qianzhi deliberately didn't make it too clear, the secretary is a knife in the hands of the emperor, if Lu Guan can handle this case well, he will stay and be his immediate boss.If Lu Guan can't play the game of trying to figure out the holy will, the entire secretary province will be led into a dead end, it would be better to die cleanly.

Lu Guan suddenly stopped.

"Lord Lu."

"Do you think Wang Zaoguo is the real culprit who killed Lou Jiangyue?"

Song Qianzhi's eyes moved, Lu Guan's question was too direct, he thought for a while and replied: "Wang Zaoguo can't lift his shoulders, unless he takes advantage of Lou Jiangyue's sleep and dies to tie him up first, and then kill him. And if Lou Jiangyue has already died of sleep and was tied up, so Wang Zaoguo can only attack directly, if that is the case, Lou Jiangyue will not have the chance to go to the cabinet, and the blood will not get there."

Lu Guan's eyes were slightly surprised, and he quickly recovered. He nodded and said, "Tonight, go to the brothel where Lou Jiangyue lived before entering the palace." He stepped forward and left.

Song Qianzhi hurriedly followed: "Going to the brothel?"

"You don't have to go either."

"Which one are you going to?" Song Qianzhi's tone was a little excited.

"You know me well?"

"what?"

"Are you familiar with brothels in the capital?"

Song Qianzhi smiled embarrassedly: "It's not bad, it must be more familiar than Mr. Lu."

For a whole day, Song Qianzhi accompanied the newly appointed Lord Lu to read the case files in the Ministry of Secretaryship. He was already familiar with the two books of the Ministry of Punishment. , Lu Guan also instructed the book office to show the record to Song Qianzhi.It is mentioned in the records that Lou Jiangyue's most frequent visit is a brothel called Zhang Jingju, which is located in the east of the city, a little far from the imperial palace.

Wang Zauguo confessed that the day before Lou Jiangyue was murdered, the two of them left the palace because Lou Jiangyue wanted to go to the emperor's song and dance troupe to find an acquaintance of hers and send her some money.Lou Jiangyue gave almost all the rewards she received from entering the palace to this dancer girl named Qin Mingxue.

Lu Guan found out from Wang Zaoguo that Lou Jiangyue wrote a poem, which was very popular among senior officials in the capital.Lou Jiangyue has no fixed place to live in the capital, and in the past year, the one she often goes to is Zhang Jingju. Zhang Jingju is a brothel for ordinary people in the capital.

"Lord Lu, you are really embarrassing me. I have never been in this room." Song Qianzhi, dressed in azure blue embroidered robe and jade crown tied his hair, stood at the door of Zhang Jingju, a little afraid to go in.

The rails on both sides are full of men and women, hugging each other and talking in low voices.Quite a few scantily clad women lazily hugged the railings, sitting or leaning on them, holding the red gauze on their arms with one hand and waving towards the crowd. When they raised their hands, most of their white lotus arms were exposed. Qianzhi's eyes straightened.

Usually where he went, he would always go to the private room to sit down first, and then the madam would pick people up. Before doing business, both parties were well-dressed and dignified.

The fact that Lou Jiangyue lives in such a place firstly means that he is poor, and secondly means that something unnatural happened between him and Li Xiang. This is what they have to find out.Song Qianzhi walked while thinking, then turned around and said, "Let's go, Master Lu." The one who didn't want to bump into his eyes was an uncomfortable Master Lu.

Lu Guan fell behind and did not catch up for a long time.

Song Qianzhi had no choice but to take a few steps back, and asked him, "Didn't Brother Lu want to come? Why? Don't dare to go in?" His heart moved, and he felt absurd, "Will Brother Lu never come to Fengyue place?"

Lu Guan pursed his lips uncomfortably.

Song Qian was taken aback: Da Chu men can marry wives at the age of 13. Not only is Master Lu not married at 24, he has never visited a brothel, which is really rare.

"Let's go, let brother Lu open his eyes and be happy." Song Qianzhi walked forward again, but Lu Guan failed to keep up again. Song Qianzhi went up to grab Lu Guan's sleeve with hatred, "I will take If you lose money, you will be afraid!"

Zhang Jingju's flower girls were more enthusiastic than each other, Song Qianzhi was almost overwhelmed, and Lu Guan, who was a head taller than him, kept hiding behind him, which made Song Qianzhi laugh.

The 40-year-old bustard in Song Qianzhi's court said, "Do you know Lou Jiangyue?"

The bustard rolled her eyes back and forth, but did not answer.

"He has been in the palace for the past few days. My father was thinking about looking for him after finishing the work. He was afraid that it would cost more to buy his poems. He asked me to come and see his lover, so I could blow some pillow wind."

In an instant, the bustard smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Master Lou has more than one friend with us, I wonder which one this young master is looking for?"

"Call them all." Song Qianzhi took out a 50 taels of silver bill at hand, and took out another [-] taels of silver ingots by himself, "Boil two pots of wine, my brother likes to listen to the pipa, please play and sing. Serve four meat dishes and serve Wine, a plate of fashionable fruits, and two bowls of green jade soup. First, brother Lu, what else do you like to eat?"

Lu Guan was suddenly called out, and was stunned.

The corners of Song Qianzhi's mouth curled up, and he waved his hand to tell the bustard to do it, and the bustard called a strong man to take them upstairs.

There was a lot of noise in Zhang Jingju, walking up, Song Qianzhi was used to such a noisy and bright place, so he didn't think much of it.

Lu Guan stood upstairs and paused, looking down, all men and women were drunk together, and not far away, a man put his hand into a woman's extremely low neckline.He quickly moved his eyes away, his face flushed, he scratched his ears, and followed Song Qianzhi into the private room.

The strong man greeted them to sit down, and went downstairs to warm the wine.

Song Qianzhi turned the upside-down cup over and put the black teapot on one side on the small stove with charcoal. After the water boiled, he lifted the teapot and filled two wine glasses respectively. In an equally black clay pot.

Song Qianzhi raised his eyes with his arms folded, and saw that Lu Guan's face was still flushed, it was funny but he couldn't laugh out loud.

"Brother Lu, is this the first time you've come back to a brothel?"

Lu watched Song Qianzhi for a while.He was born with a fire body, and he didn't need to wear a cotton jacket in winter, but tonight he was wearing a loose cotton robe. The room was very hot, and sweat dripped down Lu Guan's forehead.

Song Qianzhi had another indifferent joke on his face.

Lu Guan's heart became angry, and he said coldly, "Master Song must come here often?"

"I don't come here often in the east of the city. I often go to those around the Pipa Garden to listen to the music." Song Qianzhi tapped his fingers on the table, looked up at Lu Guan, "How is Quzhou? There is no such Is it a Fengyue place?"

Lu Guan seemed reluctant to mention Quzhou.

Song Qianzhi continued to ask blankly like never before: "Lord Lu used to be a criminal minister, so I don't know what he committed?"

The noise of drunken men and women downstairs, and the joyful sound of the mandarin ducks next door were all gone for a while.

Lu Guan watched Song Qianzhi quietly.

Song Qianzhi didn't look at him, but casually looked at the vase of plum blossoms on the table.

At this time, Lu Guan smelled a bitter and cold fragrance.

The author has something to say: wait for a day. . .Gong Shou fell asleep. . .I think Mr. Song must have shamelessly suppressed Mr. Lu, only caring about his own happiness

☆, Lou Jiangyue (四)

There was silence in the room, and there was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Song Qianzhi said loudly, leaving Lu Guan alone.

The thin-necked blue-glazed bottle is filled with wine, and the food and wine are also prepared. The fresh fruit is big and fruity. A maid is carrying a food box, which must be a soup cup.

"He hasn't come yet?" Song Qianzhi asked with a smile.

The burly man nodded and bowed: "Meng Niang just saw her off and is washing up, you two wait a moment. The playing and singing are not from our building, so let's sing first?"

"Alright." Song Qianzhi casually took a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it on the plate. The strong man was overjoyed and asked Song Qianzhi if he had any orders.

The strong man and the maid retreated, and the sound of pipa tuning came from behind the screen.Song Qianzhi took an orange, peeled it, and threw the fresh orange peel onto the charcoal fire. With a sizzling sound, the unique fresh fragrance of the orange filled the room. He put half of the peeled orange in a small plate and poured it out with his own hands. He took out a small glass of wine, put it on the plate, and pushed it to Lu Guan.

Lu Guan looked up at Song Qianzhi.

Song Qianzhi unbuttoned his robe, revealing his slender and fair neck, grabbed the chopsticks, picked and picked, picked up vegetables while eating and drinking, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after putting down the chopsticks, his fingers lightly touched the surface of the table with the pipa. Knock on.

"What I committed has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to make it too clear."

Song Qianzhi closed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The room was filled with warmth, so Lu Guan simply opened his robe, ate and drank, the vigilance in his eyes still remained.

Song Qianzhi also opened his eyes, sat upright, his eyes inevitably fell on Lu Guan who was opposite him.

The man's chest was bare, maybe it was hot, his skin was soaked in sweat, his muscles were strong, and his bones were magnificent, making Song Qianzhi think of a tiger lying in the grass waiting for an opportunity.

After a lot of effort, Song Qianzhi looked away, impatiently, the door opened, and the girls came.

The two flower girls sat next to Song Qianzhi and Lu Guan respectively.

Song Qianzhi raised the corners of his mouth: "It's not that there are several, why are there just the two of you? Which one is Meng Niang?"

Hua Niang, who was sitting beside Song Qianzhi, snorted coquettishly, got up to pour the wine, and smiled softly: "Mr. Jiang Yue hasn't been here for a long time, young master, don't make fun of us."

It was Meng Niang who answered, and Song Qianzhi took him into his arms, and Meng Niang fell into his arms, one hand was about to reach into Song Qianzhi's collar, but was swept away by his cold eyes, She timidly withdrew her hand, her eyes flickering.

Song Qianzhi took the wine bottle from her hand and put it on the table, and ordered another woman to pour the wine. He pinched Meng Niang's chin and looked around.

The woman's appearance is not good, but her complexion is better than snow, and her facial features are slender and weak. She is a weak woman who makes me feel pitiful.

Lu Guan on the opposite side frowned slightly, and the woman next to him leaned on him while pouring wine, almost jumping up in fright.

Song Qianzhi looked funny.

"I called you two to come today. If I have something to ask, I will answer it truthfully." Song Qianzhi gave Mengniang a hand on her waist and made her sit up straight.

The strength of that hand would not make her feel pain, but it was very powerful.Meng Niang and the woman who came with her hurriedly glanced at each other, and heard Song Qianzhi continue to speak.

"This is a business trip. Answer carefully. You don't need to go to the secretary." Song Qianzhi's voice was serious. He got up, walked past the screen, and motioned for Pipa Niang to play by the east wall of the room. He took out a kit, rummaged through it with his fingers, and took out two cotton balls the size of a thumbnail.

Song Qianzhi said "offended", plugged their ears with cotton balls, and then turned around and sat down in his own seat.

When he sat down, the sound of the pipa sounded again, chaotic and chaotic like pearls and jade.

"Unexpectedly, the two are still officials." Meng Niang forced a smile.

"Master Song." Lu Guan gave him a warning look.

Song Qianzhi curled his lips, spread his hands indifferently, and said, "It's your turn, Lord Judge."

Song Qianzhi also wanted to know what Fu Mingshao was looking for in Lu Guan and transferred him back to the capital.

Lu Guan: "Pour the wine."

Meng Niang was taken aback, and hurriedly bowed to pour wine for him, pursed her lips and said, "My lords, we are all responsible people, I don't know what you are doing."

Lu Guan drank three cups in a row, the more he drank, the brighter his eyes became. He seemed to hold a good amount of alcohol, and asked with a slightly hoarse voice, "Has Lou Jiangyue been here in the past month?"

"No..." The flower girl next to Lu Guan said blankly.

Meng Niang: "My lord, forgive us for being so difficult to answer. Zhang Jingju has countless people coming and going in a day. Mr. Jiang Yue often lives here, but that was before he entered the palace, and his value is very different now. The Sunrise Palace will never come to us again."

"How do you know that he won't come back after leaving the palace?"

Meng Niang lowered her head, and when she raised her face again, the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

The Hua Niang next to him rushed to talk: "Mr. Jiang Yue ordered someone to take away our clothes and luggage two days ago. Naturally, he will not come again. This made Meng Niang sad for a long time."

"Pull the flowers." Meng Niang called out.

Lu Guan frowned and asked, "Two days ago? Who came to take it?" Lou Jiangyue was already dead two days ago, how could he order someone to take his things.

"How do we know this? We only said that he was a friend of Mr. Jiang Yue, and that he was ordered by Mr. Wang. Who else could Mr. Wang? Isn't it the one who entered the palace with Mr. Jiang Yue to write a congratulatory speech, mother?" The master, let someone pack Mr. Jiang Yue's things for him, and get 20 taels of silver for this matter." Wanhua spoke quickly, didn't take Mengniang's stop seriously, and said it carelessly .

Meng Niang took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that Mr. Jiang Yue is dating a girl from the Pipa Garden, and now Mr. has the opportunity to present a congratulatory message in front of the emperor, so I guess he will not come again after he leaves the palace. This is human nature, adults, what else do you want to ask?"

"You go out first, Meng Niang stays." Song Qianzhi interjected.

After the girl named "Wanhua" went out, Lu Guan put his hands on his knees, thought for a while before asking, "Do you know a dancer named Qin Mingxue in Pipa Garden?"

Just as Meng Niang was about to shake her head, she stopped in an instant.

"What did you think of?" Lu Guan asked.

Song Qianzhi sat up at this time, took a grape to eat, and said leisurely: "This is the lord of the palace, you have to know everything without saying anything."

Meng Niang wondered: "I have something to ask..."

"The matter we came to ask today is related to Mr. Wang. He committed a crime in the palace, which has nothing to do with Lou Jiangyue, but after all, the two of them entered the palace at the same time, so it has nothing to do with it. Only after asking. "

Meng Niang looked at Song Qianzhi carefully for a while, trying to see something from his smiling eyebrows, but it was a smile that had no gaps to exploit.

The charcoal fire was exhausted, and the wine was a little cold, barely enough to enter the throat.

Meng Niang suddenly took out a cup from under the table beside her, poured herself a glass of wine, and suddenly raised her head to drink it down.Meng Niang's eyes were as bright as a fire.

"Mr. Jiang Yue lived in Zhang Jingju when he entered Beijing. He is bold and forthright. Compared with his daily expenses, the money he gets for writing poems is just a drop in the bucket. I don't know how he knows Qin Mingxue. The Pipa Garden is specially designed for the palace. The singing and dancing girl offered by Lite never interacts with outsiders. Qin Mingxue seems to be his younger sister, and all the flowers he spends in Zhang Jingju use Qin Mingxue's money, so...so some people say that Qin Mingxue belongs to Mr. Jiang Yue The guest of honor. The singing and dancing girls in front of the emperor are naturally superior, but Mr. Jiang Yue is not such a person. In my opinion, Qin Mingxue should be Mr. Jiang Yue's younger sister. It is also appropriate for a younger sister to help my brother." Meng Niang When talking, his eyes are always fixed on the small table where the wine and dishes are placed.

Lu Guan: "Qin Mingxue is Lou Jiangyue's younger sister, did you guess this, or did he tell you?"

"I'm not the only one who guesses that way, many people think so."

"Who is it?"

Meng Niang's complexion is not very good-looking.

Song Qianzhi lifted the wine bottle with his right hand, filled her empty cup, and said with a smile, "Of course it's been spread like this. Mr. Jiang Yue is well-known among the people, and he must have many admirers. This sister is blessed." Man, Mr. Jiang Yue lived with you when he came, right?"

The corners of Meng Niang's eyes turned red again.

"What a blessing." She let out the breath she held in her chest.

Song Qian's feet were bent casually, his right elbow was pressed on his knee, his lips were red and his teeth were white, which was the most beautiful appearance of a young man.

Meng Niang grew somewhat close to this handsome young man.A smiling face is better than a cold one.

"What else do you want to ask, my lord?"

Song Qianzhi glanced at Lu Guan and raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

Lu Guan pretended not to see it.

"Who does Mr. Jiangyue associate with on weekdays? Has any official from the DPRK and China come to Zhang Jingju to look for him?"

Meng Niang thought about it carefully, and replied, "Many of them are for asking him to write lyrics."

"Do you remember who they were?"

Although Zhang Jingju was set up for common people, officials below the fourth rank often come here, and if you go up, you will go to the west of the city.

Song Qianzhi understood Meng Niang and wanted her to tell the names of those officials, but Meng Niang could not expect to be able to write, so he asked someone to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"I thought you knew a few characters, but I didn't expect you to write so well." Song Qianzhi couldn't help but praise.In a place like Zhang Jingju, it is surprising that there are girls who can read and write.

"It's all taught by Mr. Jiang Yue." Meng Niang whispered.

Song Qianzhi gave the list to Lu Guan.

"Do you still have the words written by Mr. Jiang Yue?"

Meng Niang shook her head sadly.

Song Qianzhi understood at once, and with a few words of comfort, he persuaded Lu Guan to have a few glasses of wine and not to be served by Meng Niang. Song Qianzhi gave her ten taels of silver and asked her to go out first.Song Qianzhi's voice was exceptionally low when he dismissed the girl who was playing the pipa.

"What do you think, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Guan said indifferently: "We need to find the person who came to Zhang Jingju to pick up Lou Jiangyue's luggage two days ago."

"I'm afraid this person doesn't belong to Mr. Wang's residence."

Lu Guan: "You will know if you have visited the Wang Mansion."

Song Qianzhi took a sip of wine, and drank half a bottle one after another tonight. His face and neck were flushed, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Lu Guan glanced at him inadvertently, and suddenly felt his heart burning hotter, and hurriedly moved his eyes away.

"If Wang's mansion can't find anything, this line will be broken, and only Qin Mingxue will be left. Not long after the new year will be the Lantern Festival, and Lin Shutong will die. I don't know who will take her place to dance to the emperor." These two cases are now tightly covered, and the outside world doesn't know what the emperor wants to find out. Lord Lu, you and I are on the same boat. You can defend against anyone, but you can't defend against me." Song Qianzhi wanted to lean on the pillow next to him, but accidentally leaned to the wrong side, and lay down on the mat, and it took him a long time to get up.

It was very quiet in the room, and the noise downstairs was very loud.

"I don't know what the emperor wants to investigate, but you know that Wang Zaoguo is not the real murderer."

Song Qianzhi remembered and nodded: "You asked me in the palace, yes, he is not the real murderer. The Ministry of Punishment said he was." Thinking of something, Song Qianzhi couldn't help laughing, "Master Lu is not the real murderer." To find out the truth, right?"

"Why not?" Lu Guan said solemnly, "There is a 57-year-old mother in Wang Zao Country, and a 15-year-old daughter who has just been appointed and has not yet left the cabinet. The Ministry of Punishment can't be so reckless about human life. No matter what official, it can't be reckless about human life."

Song Qianzhi was stunned.

Although he was young, he had killed quite a few officials during his four years in the Secretary's Province, all of which were done according to Fu Mingshao's intentions, with due diligence and a sharp knife.

One after another, it is impossible to say that people's lives are ignored, and there are many people who can not be killed because of extrajudicial grace.At this moment, Lu Guan's words were like a slap in the face, which made Song Qianzhi sober by three points.

"Brother Lu, do you know that before the emperor ascended the throne, he studied in Quzhou and gave himself a name, what is his name?"

Lu Guan's hand holding the cup trembled, and the wine dripped onto the table.

The spring was just right that day, he and Fu Mingshao were both schoolchildren who had only been in school for three years, and tender willows were hanging outside the window, swaying in the wind.

"Lu Guan, look, I made a name for myself."

Lu Guan leaned over to look at it, and thought it was funny.

"It's really shameless, how can anyone claim that they have no faults. People are not sages, who can be innocent?"

Fu Mingshao curled his lips and shouted loudly: "I have no faults, that's what I want to be called."

Lu Guan had nothing to do with him, he just felt helpless.

"Shall I pick one for you too?" Fu Mingshao was thinking about it for a long time, "Your name is Shunqin, how about it?"

"what for?"

Fu Mingshao laughed: "It's not interesting, it sounds good. Do you think it sounds good? Brother Shunqin."

The childish words are still in my ears, overlapping with Song Qianzhi's voice.

"People are not sages, who can be without fault? Our emperor's word is called "no fault". Everyone in the world can make mistakes, but he can't be wrong. The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. Lord Lu, your life is inseparable from these two. The cases are tied together, if the emperor has any sacred intentions, you must not hide it from me." Song Qianzhi said while carefully looking at Lu Guan, trying to see something from his face.

Lu Guan still had a cold face: "No."

Song Qianzhi looked at him for a while, felt bored, drank and ate food in silence, and when he was almost finished, he got up and fastened his collar, and when he turned around, he saw that Lu Guan was also fully dressed.

Still nothing tonight, Song Qianzhi didn't have much hope for the line of Wang Mansion.When going downstairs, Song Qianzhi was almost knocked away by a drunken man without warning. He tilted his body and was held in Lu Guan's arms. Song Qianzhi smelled some medicinal wine, which belonged to Lu Guan.He wasn't drunk at all, but he became more sober after talking with Lu Guan, and he stood upright with the help of the handrail of the stairs.

"Third brother?" The person who bumped into him asked in surprise.

Song Qianzhi looked intently, and said with a sneer, "Brother."

Lu Guan heard the disgust in the phrase "big brother", but the other party had an enthusiastic conversation with Song Qianzhi, and was still on the stairs, holding Song Qianzhi alive and well.

"We still have important things to do, let's go first." Lu Guan stepped forward and pulled away the obtrusive hand covering the back of Song Qianzhi's hand, pushing Song Qian down the stairs.

There were many people coming and going from outside Zhang Jingju, and there were far fewer pedestrians on the street than when they came. The cold wind blew head-on, and Lu Guan closed his eyes slightly comfortably.

"Thank you."

Lu Guan turned his head to the side, and only saw Song Qianzhi's lonely back. He strode into the crowd and left alone.

☆, Lou Jiangyue (Wu)

On the day of the Laba Festival, the Laba porridge in the palace has been cooked from the eve before, and everyone in the palace can enjoy it except for the empresses of the palace.

In the Marquis of Anding's mansion, Song Qianzhi stayed up all night. He visited the old lady in the first half of the night, and stood outside the window for almost half the night. He met with his son, asked a few questions about the old lady's illness, and said that she had improved, and then went to his father's courtyard.

I also heard that my father was not there.

Song Qianzhi frowned, then went to stand outside his mother's room for a while, and called his mother to question the maid who was serving her personally.

"Ma'am is still the same, today's spirit...is not very good."

When Song Qianzhi heard this, his vision blurred, and he couldn't stand for a while.

Zhan Xing hurried to help.

"Master, go back and rest."

Song Qianzhi shook his head, waved his hands and said, "You can't rest yet." He held onto the servant girl's hand tightly, and ordered: "The doctor will come to see you tomorrow, please ask him to rest at the mansion, and ask him something when I come back."

The servant girl was so frightened that her whole body became stiff, and she didn't dare to cry out for pain, so she nodded quickly.

Zhan Xing held Song Qianzhi's hand tenderly, and said softly, "Master, go back and have a rest first, I've been too busy all day."

From the streets of the capital came the three watch drums.

Song Qianzhi made up his mind.

"The kitchen is warming ginseng chicken soup. Whatever the young master is busy with, drink it before cooking." Baiyue made up his mind and went to the kitchen to serve the soup.

In the kitchen of Andinghou Mansion, there are cooks on duty every twelve hours. Soups, soups and snacks are mostly ready-made, and whatever you want to eat can be made immediately, and those who can't eat are rewarded to the servants in the mansion.

Song Qianzhi's father was originally the minister of the Ministry of Industry, in charge of water conservancy projects, and went to the south for business all the year round.Just because he accompanied his mother to the temple to offer incense for a year, he ran into Song Qianzhi's mother, the second daughter of the Zhou family, and Miss Zhou fell in love with him at first sight. After the throne, he devoted himself to teaching the prince to read.The prince at that time was the son of Empress Zhou, who was the elder sister of Song Qianzhi's mother.

When Song Qianzhi entered the Secretary's Department and was in charge of the courtiers' private files, he learned that his mother was also determined to enter the palace. After all, his grandfather doted on his daughter, and his aunt and emperor were very affectionate. Only then did his mother have her own It is a fluke to choose a husband-in-law.

In order to make his father worthy of Miss Zhou Zhou, the emperor gave Song Qianzhi's father a marquis title, which will be inherited from generation to generation.

The cook on duty who was dozing off in the kitchen was so frightened that the young master came to return the bowl in person, he didn't dare to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Less... little... young master."

Song Qianzhi put down the bowl, rolled up his sleeves, and asked the cook, "Where is the rice for Laba porridge for the old lady and his wife?"

"It's been chosen and it's brewing."

"Drain it." Song Qianzhi first washed his hands with cold water until his hands were flushed, rolled up his sleeves, and followed the cook's instructions to pack the five grains, red beans, red dates, peanuts, walnuts and other things used in Laba porridge.

Just set up the stove in the yard and watch the fire for yourself.

Baiyue and Zhanxing couldn't bear to watch, and they didn't dare to say anything.Song Qianzhi's temper is consistent, no one in the whole Hou Mansion is afraid of the master, but this young master.

Baiyue's eyes met Zhanxing's, and he went to move out a small table. Zhanxing brought the historical books that Song Qianzhi had been reading for the past few days and put them on the table. Baiyue put the wolf fur robe on his arm Covered on Song Qianzhi's body.

The stars and the moon were getting thinner, and Song Qianzhi was drinking strong tea and stirring Laba porridge. After more than half an hour, the big pot in the mansion was also lit, and the cook was cooking the porridge in the kitchen, stirring it with a big spoon, and the sweet and fragrant heat came out.

Song Qianzhi's delicate eyebrows were blurred in the morning light.

He divided the porridge in the casserole, the old lady's and the lady's, and put the rest in a small urn, wrapped in a small quilt, and put it in a food box.

It was past mao, and Song Qianzhi hadn't slept all night, so he got up and went back to his room.

Two personal maids waited on him to change his clothes and freshen up.

"Bring snow water." Song Qianzhi's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Master, this is snow water." Zhan Xing said as he wrung out the handkerchief, wiped Song Qianzhi's face, and wrung it again. The cold cloth towel was pressed in Song Qianzhi's eye sockets for a while. After looking at Song Qianzhi's appearance, he said: "On the way, young master, close your eyes for a while, there are still some bloodshot eyes."

Baiyue, who knelt on the ground and arranged Song Qianzhi's robe, got up and looked at him.

"It's okay, young master, go quickly."

Then Song Qianzhi took the Laba porridge he cooked by himself, boarded the carriage, and went to the palace.

When Song Qianzhi arrived in the Empress Dowager's Palace, the Empress Dowager Zhou hadn't washed and washed, and she was sitting in front of the window with her hair down. In front of her was the porridge cooked by Song Qianzhi herself.

A few crushed peanuts are sprinkled on the surface, which is the unique hobby of the Empress Dowager Zhou. She likes sweet food, and loves the smell of peanuts even more.

"Qianzhi, why are you here so early? Is it cold outside?" The Empress Dowager Zhou asked Mammy to go to the kitchen to fetch a bowl of Laba porridge.

In this way, in front of the Empress Dowager Zhou was the Laba porridge cooked by Song Qianzhi himself, while in front of him was the porridge made in the small kitchen of the Empress Dowager's palace.

"It didn't snow last night, and the snow on the road this morning has melted, so it's not too cold." Song Qianzhi said, "It disturbed my aunt's clear dream."

The Empress Dowager Zhou waved her hand.

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