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Chapter 108 I Know, You Are For Me

Mufu.

A quiet corridor.

The two walked side by side.

Walk for a while.

Xiao Rongxue asked softly: "Why do you suddenly remember to help me investigate the case?"

Ren Pingsheng said casually: "It's just doing it casually, it has nothing to do with you."

If it's not for helping me, why don't you practice and waste your time on such things?

The mouth is not the heart.

Heh... man.

She was slandering in her heart, but there was a bright smile between her brows.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he would say something in his heart: Puxin girl, really bow down.

"What's the name of the doctor who hanged himself? What's his reputation in daily life? Has he ever had any enemies or had a close relationship with anyone?"

Xiao Rongxue replied: "Mu Ying was a county magistrate in Jiangdong more than ten years ago, and later went to Beijing to work as the head of the Ministry of Industry and Repairs Department, step by step to the current position of the household doctor.

He has a decent reputation, and he is considered a good old man in the yamen of the household department. He does not offend anyone on weekdays, has no enemies, and has no close friends. "

"Looking at it this way, even if he was killed, it has nothing to do with personal enmity. Then, it has something to do with his position."

At this point, Ren Pingsheng fell into deep thought, and muttered to himself: "The Jiangdong Cleaning Department of the Household Department... If I remember correctly, several large cleaning officials in the Household Department are also in charge of affairs, and I don't know that he is in charge What."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Xiao Rongxue, and asked, "What kind of affairs is the Jiangdong Qing Officials Department in charge of?"

Except for fields, household registration, taxes, and salaries in various places, they are under the control of the household department.

For example, donations, storage, and water affairs are also managed by the Ministry of Households, and specific responsibilities are also managed by several important officials.

The Jiangdong area is the most prosperous, and the Jiangdong Qing Officials Department is also the most important among several Qing officials' departments, so there must be affairs in charge of it.

"I don't know, I'll check when I go back." Xiao Rongxue said.

Ren Pingsheng said earnestly: "Important information should be clarified as soon as possible, so that the investigation can have ideas and direction. Otherwise, it will be a headless chicken running around. Even if the case is solved, it will be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."

Xiao Rongxue knew that he was teaching her the skills of investigating cases, so she just pouted and nodded: "I remember."

Take a few steps.

She asked a little curiously: "How do you know the affairs of the household department so clearly?"

Ren Pingsheng said indifferently: "To deal with the government affairs in the northern border, it is natural to understand the structure and responsibilities of the various yamen of the imperial court."

"I see."

This is the first time for Xiao Rongxue to know that Ren Pingsheng has also worked hard in writing, so she couldn't help but look at him more, thinking, does he have both civil and military skills?
It took a stick of incense time.

Xiao Rongxue brought Ren Pingsheng to a house: "This is Mu Ying's residence, I plan to search here to see if I can find where he hanged himself..."

Before he could finish speaking, a young boy's angry voice suddenly came from behind him.

"My father was killed, not hanged himself!"

The two turned their heads and saw a young man in plain clothes standing at the door, with red eyes and clenched fists.

Standing behind him was a haggard middle-aged woman who softly scolded the boy: "Zhong'er, don't be rude."

The boy stubbornly turned his head away and stopped talking.

"Mrs. Mu." Xiao Rongxue cupped her hands at the middle-aged woman.

This is the wife of the deceased?

Ren Pingsheng glanced at the woman, and also cupped his hands.

"Excuse me for disturbing the two adults." Madam Mu saluted with a haggard expression.

"It's okay."

Ren Pingsheng looked at her, thought for a while, and asked: "I have a few questions to ask Madam, is Madam free?"

Mrs. Mu said, "Excuse me, my lord."

Ren Pingsheng asked, "Before Mr. Mu passed away, did you have any unusual behaviors? For example, you left the house early to go on duty, or you didn't return after finishing your duties, or you left your bedroom in the middle of the night."

Mrs. Mu fell into deep thought when she heard the words, and said after a while: "These days, the master is on duty, and the duty is the same as in the past, that is... After returning home, he often reads at night alone in the study."

After a pause, he said again: "At first I didn't think it was a big deal, my lord reminded me, but I just remembered that it has been a long time since the master has been reading late into the night like these days, it is really unusual."

Followed by.

Ren Pingsheng asked a few more questions, which were pretty much the same as those asked to Xiao Rongxue before, about the deceased's usual personality, how he treated others, whether he had friends or enemies.

The answer he got was almost the same as what Xiao Rongxue said.

This Mu Ying belongs to the good old man in the workplace, no one offends, no one pleases, she likes to drink tea, read books, nothing else.

It stands to reason that it is difficult for such a person to be promoted without a background.

If he can achieve the position of the doctor of Jiangdong Qing officials in the Ministry of household affairs, he must have the support of noble people behind him.

I just don't know who this noble man is and why he supports him.

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, lost in thought.

Xiao Rongxue stood aside, watching him quietly, without making a sound, for fear of disrupting his train of thought.

When Mrs. Mu and the young man saw this, they immediately realized that the handsome young man in front of them was the master of Zhenmensi, and they also fell silent.

Not for a while.

Ren Pingsheng's thoughts fell into a bottleneck, he stopped thinking, raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Mu, and asked, "Where is the study where Master Mu lights up the lamp to study at night, can I take a look?"

Mrs. Mu's haggard face showed a touch of sadness, and she replied: "It's right next to me, I will take the adults there."

aside.

Xiao Rongxue lowered her voice to remind him: "Mu Ying hanged herself in the study."

Ren Pingsheng's expression suddenly dawned.

No wonder Mrs. Mu would be sad when mentioning the study.

After half a stick of incense.

The two followed Mrs. Mu to a study.

"My lord, please go ahead, the concubine will not go in." Mrs. Mu's voice trembled slightly.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, and walked into the study with Xiao Rongxue.

Look around for a week.

The study room is small in size and simply furnished. There is only a bookcase, a desk, a chair, and a stove, and nothing else.

Speaking of which, not only the study room is simply furnished, but the whole Mu Mansion gives people a very rustic feeling from the inside to the outside.

To know.

In the inner city of the capital, there are still a small number of officials of the fifth rank and above with relatively simple food and clothing.

It works well.

The food and clothing of the royal family are extremely luxurious.

When these officials saw it, they would inevitably think in their hearts.

I have worked hard half my life for the people, and finally got a seat, so what's wrong with enjoying it?
Compare the two.

As a doctor in the household department of Jiangdong Qing Dynasty officials, living in such a mansion can be regarded as simple.

"I checked the inside and outside of the study yesterday, and found nothing unusual."

Xiao Rongxue stood beside Ren Pingsheng and said.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, walked around the study, fixed his eyes on the stove, squatted down, and rubbed the ashes inside with his hands.

After thinking for a few seconds, he looked at Xiao Rongxue and ordered: "Take out all the charcoal inside."

"What are you doing with the charcoal?"

Xiao Rongxue was puzzled, but she followed suit and took out the charcoal.

Ren Pingsheng opened the door, let the sunlight shine in, carefully observed the stove for a while, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think there are too many ashes in here?"

Xiao Rongxue looked bewildered: "Is there a lot of ashes, what does it have to do with the investigation?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Is there a possibility that someone used this stove to burn something, resulting in much more ash than normal use?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Xiao Rongxue said: "It's also possible that he didn't clean the stove on weekdays, and the ashes were accumulated over time."

"That's also a possibility."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "You can ask the maid in the house how to clean the stove on weekdays."

"Okay, I'll ask." Xiao Rongxue responded and left the study.

After a while.

She returned to Ren Pingsheng, her eyes sparkled, and she said a little excitedly: "The servant girl said that since the beginning of summer, the house has only used the stove in the first few days of heavy rain. In other words, the stove and charcoal are both New, there can't be too much ashes.

You are right, someone did burn something in the stove. "

"It's a pity that the burning was too clean, only ashes, I don't know what was burned.

It also proves that Mu Ying did not hang herself for no reason, there must be a reason for his death. "

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng stood up and asked, "Where is Muying's body?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "I sent it to Zhenmosi Yamen last night and handed it over for inspection. It is true that he died by hanging himself, and there is no other trauma on his body."

Ren Pingsheng asked again: "What kind of Confucian scholar is he?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "Seventh Grade."

The words of Qipin.

Yuanshen should not have completely dissipated.

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng said, "Take me to see the corpse."

All the work has been checked, and what can you see.

Xiao Rongxue thought so in her heart, but she didn't say so, she nodded lightly: "Okay."

Next.

The two greeted Mrs. Mu, left Mu's mansion, and went straight to Zhenmosi's yamen.

When he got to the door, he got off his horse.

Coincidentally.

Several guards came out, each with strange expressions, discussing something in a low voice.

One of them glanced casually, saw Ren Pingsheng, and greeted him warmly: "Your Excellency!"

Ren Pingsheng had an impression of him, he had suppressed bandits together, and he nodded slightly in response.

aside.

Seeing her subordinates ignoring her, Xiao Rongxue greeted Ren Pingsheng first, curled her lips, and asked calmly: "What are you talking about?"

The guard hesitated for a moment, and replied truthfully: "The humble officers are talking about... Lord Bai."

Is it a white screen?

Ren Pingsheng was a little curious: "What happened to Master Bai?"

"Your Majesty will know when you enter the yamen and have a look."

The guard didn't know what to think of, and his expression became a little weird.

"Could it be... reciting poetry again?"

Ren Pingsheng and Xiao Rongxue looked at each other, and came up with an idea at the same time... to watch the fun.

The two walked into the yamen side by side, but unexpectedly did not hear the voice of poetry recitation.

Did you guess wrong?
As Ren Pingsheng thought about it, he heard the voices of the guards talking in his ears.

"What is Master Bai doing? I've been standing here for an hour, isn't he tired?"

"I heard that something happened to Xia Miao a few days ago, and many nobles died. Is it possible that Mr. Bai... got hysteria?"

Ren Pingsheng and Xiao Rongxue followed the prestige, and several guards stood there, pointing to the not far away.

Look in the direction of their fingers.

Right in front of you, the roof of the lobby.

Standing in a white robe with his hands behind his back, his head raised slightly, facing the sun, leaving only a back view, the corners of his clothes were blown up by the wind, making hunting noises.

He just stood there, motionless like a sculpture, turning a deaf ear to the discussion, turning a blind eye to the advice, looking like a lonely master!

Ren Pingsheng looked at the back, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

I thought reciting poetry was embarrassing enough.

But I didn't expect him to make something more embarrassing.

Standing facing the sun on the roof for more than an hour, luckily he could figure it out.

What is this called?
Not alive.

Then again, in some respects, he is indeed too tall.

In terms of the pursuit of appearing holy in front of people alone, no one can match it.

"..."

On the side, Xiao Rongxue looked at the figure on the roof facing away from all sentient beings, the corners of her eyes twitched.

Gently tugging at the corner of Ren Pingsheng's clothes, he asked with a strange expression: "Is this what you said about being too cold at a high place?"

Ren Pingsheng was speechless and could only say: "The investigation is important, take me to see the corpse."

After a stick of incense.

The two came to the room where Muying's body was stored.

Ren Pingsheng stopped at the door, looked at Xiao Rongxue and said, "I will go in alone, and you will guard the door. Without my permission, no one is allowed to enter."

Xiao Rongxue didn't ask any more questions, but nodded slightly: "Okay."

Push open the door, walk into the room, and see a dead body in the middle of the room.

There are wooden basins on both sides, and there are ice cubes in the basins.

"No wonder it was gloomy when I came in. It turned out that there were ice cubes to cool down."

Ren Pingsheng muttered, walked to the side of the corpse, without wasting any time, closed his eyes, and ran the "Soul Eater Art", to feel the existence of the primordial spirit.

"The primordial spirit has not completely dissipated!"

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes, a bright light burst out from his pupils, without the slightest hesitation, he performed the exercises again, devouring the primordial spirit.

In an instant, the primordial spirit of the deceased poured into his mouth like fallen leaves being sucked into the vortex.

There was pain between the eyebrows, and the consciousness suddenly swelled.

Same as previous times.

A vague scene began to appear in front of Ren Pingsheng's eyes.

Bookcases, desks, stove... This is the study room of the Mu Mansion!

"Muying, you're not dead...you can't feel at ease."

A hazy voice came from the ear.

Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Someone is urging Mu Ying to hang herself.

He is not dead, who can not feel at ease? "

Rumble!
Outside the house, thunder and lightning flashed, and the wind and rain were like countless whips, lashing against the windows fiercely.

Mu Ying kept her eyes on the stove, and she was tearing up an account book in her hand while throwing it in, watching it being engulfed by the flames and turning into ashes bit by bit.

"You know what to do."

The voice sounded again, low and magnetic.

Mu Ying was just silent, and after a while burned all the account books, she turned her head and looked aside.

In the shadows of the corner.

A figure stood there, unable to see his face clearly.

"it is good."

Mu Ying responded with a flat voice.

Rumble!
A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, illuminating the study.

Mu Ying... Or rather, Ren Pingsheng saw that face clearly.

It was a middle-aged man.

From the center of the brows to the bridge of the nose, a maroon scar completely split the face into two halves, which looked extremely frightening!

Ren Ping stared at the middle-aged man, keeping his appearance in his heart.

After a while, the picture began to collapse, and in just a moment, it turned into fragments and disappeared into nothingness.

at the same time.

house.

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes.

With this memory, combined with the information obtained before, the truth couldn't be more obvious.

Mu Ying was involved in a certain incident, maybe it was extortionate taxes, maybe it was falsified accounts, or it could be something else.

The incident was about to break out, and the mastermind behind the scenes sent someone to persuade Mu Ying to hang herself in order not to be involved.

In this way, all the crimes fell on Mu Ying.

I just don't know what kind of thing makes a fifth-grade doctor have to apologize with death.

"The involvement in this matter must be serious, and the person behind the scenes must have a high status."

Ren Pingsheng made such a judgment and walked towards the door.

Pushing open the door, the sun shone on him.

The side effect of "Soul Devouring Art" caused him to be in a trance for a while, and his ears were full of buzzing.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Rongxue stretched out her hand to support him, and asked with concern.

"fine."

Ren Pingsheng shook his head lightly, took a moment to relax, and said, "Go get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

He is a warrior, not a Confucian scholar, and his memory is not much different from that of ordinary people.

I have to draw him while my impression of the middle-aged man is still clear.

"it is good!"

Xiao Rongxue didn't ask any more questions, and left quickly, and brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone after a while.

"Any spare rooms?"

"Have."

Xiao Rongxue led Ren Pingsheng into her bedroom in the yamen, and studied ink for him.

After a stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng drew the image in his memory.

Xiao Rongxue lowered her eyes and saw the picture on the paper, her whole body instantly became ill.

Three-year-olds draw better than him.

But I have to say that with just a few strokes, the features are indeed drawn very clearly.

Especially that scar.

If you see such a person in real life, you will definitely recognize it at a glance.

"Who is this?" Xiao Rongxue asked.

"Before Muying died, the last person I saw." Ren Pingsheng said.

When Xiao Rongxue heard this, her pupils shrank slightly, she turned her head to look at Ren Pingsheng, subconsciously wanted to ask: "How do you know?"

After hesitating for a moment, he endured it abruptly.

It is nothing more than the information obtained from Mu Ying's corpse with the help of exercises and magic tools.

Since Ren Pingsheng didn't take the initiative to mention it, he said he didn't want to tell others, so why should he ask.

anyway.

He is willing to tell me this news, does it mean that I am already a trustworthy person in his heart?
Thinking of this.

A warm current surged through Xiao Rongxue's heart, even stronger than the sense of satisfaction after solving the case.

"Don't tell anyone this news, remember the portrait yourself, and investigate secretly to see if you can find out the identity of this person." Ren Pingsheng urged solemnly.

"Okay." Xiao Rongxue immediately understood and nodded emphatically.

Muying hanged herself to death, indicating that the other party has almost cleared up the clues.

The biggest breakthrough point is the identity of Scarface.

"The next step is to wait."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, and looked at Xiao Rongxue: "I'll go back to the house first, and let me know the result."

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

"Ah."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Xiao Rongxue followed behind him.

After walking a few steps, he heard a helpless voice behind him.

"Baiping, how long are you going to stand?"

The two turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man in a scarlet robe standing at the entrance of the lobby, looking up at Baiping's back with a helpless expression on his face.

"He is the Deputy Envoy of Demon Suppression." Xiao Rongxue lowered his voice and introduced it to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, looked at the figure from behind, curious about what he would do.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Bai Ping still stood there without moving, leaving only a figure from his back. Those who didn't know thought it was a sculpture.

The deputy envoy of Zhenmo was completely speechless, and said: "There is a case in the outer city, you take someone to investigate it."

The voice fell.

The white screen seemed to have eyes in the back of its head, it moved backwards, and floated down from the roof, leaving only a back view for everyone.

"I still don't believe it, I can't see his face today!"

A guard thought so, and walked around from the side.

Didn't think so.

About to circle around to the front of the white screen.

Bai Ping turned his body slightly, and faced the direction of no one again, leaving him with a back view.

"Hey!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the guards raised their brows and became energetic in an instant. They divided into two teams, surrounded by both sides, and wanted to get around to Bai Ping's body.

Next.

A scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Just at the moment when they were about to circle around the white screen.

Bai Ping suddenly leaned forward, using an unreasonable posture, with both feet in the air, facing the ground.

exactly.

It is the whole body suspended in the air, parallel to the ground.

It looked very weird, but it did it, leaving only a back view for everyone.

Turn your back to all beings.

"..."

see this scene.

Including the deputy envoy of Zhenmo, everyone's eyes widened, their mouths were slightly opened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"This this……"

For a moment, they didn't know what to say.

Don't talk about them.

Even Ren Pingsheng was dumbfounded.

My little uncle is better than blue than blue!
"Amazing, amazing..."

Ren Pingsheng let out an exclamation, shook his head, and left the Yamen of the Zhenmo Division.

Walking to the door, just as she was about to get on her horse, she suddenly heard Xiao Rongxue whisper behind her: "Today... thank you."

For no reason.

Thanks for what?
Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Xiao Rongxue with a dazed expression.

Xiao Rongxue's plain face showed a faint blush, he hesitated for a while, but still made up his mind, and said from the bottom of his heart: "I know, you took the time to practice to help me investigate the case so that I can get rid of Zhenmagic as soon as possible.

I will remember everything you have done for me, and one day, I will repay you. "

"..."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Xiao Xiao Xia who was slightly awkward in front of him, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

I obviously wanted to investigate the case to please the little celestial master.

How did it become like this when it came to her?

After Xiao Rongxue finished speaking, she said again: "Okay, you should go back quickly."

Do not know why.

Ren Pingsheng always felt that today's Lady Xiao seems to be much gentler than before.

If you do something to her at this time, won't she refuse?
aside.

Seeing him staring at her, Xiao Rongxue dodged her eyes for a while, and her voice was a little nervous: "I'm going back."

After speaking, he walked back to the Yamen.

"Don't keep thinking about it, let's deal with the one at home first."

Ren Pingsheng watched her back disappear from sight, shook his head, and got on his horse without thinking too much.

…………

After half an hour.

Ren Pingsheng returned to Ren Mansion, got off his horse, and was about to walk in when he heard a voice behind him.

"Sir."

Turning around, he saw a familiar figure.

It was Chen Zhiming, the eldest son of Marquis Linjiang who fought side by side in the hunting ground back then.

"My lord, I'm here to send you an invitation."

With a smile on his face, Chen Zhiming walked up to Ren Pingsheng, took out an invitation card from his arms, and handed it over with both hands.

"Three days later, at the Drunken Flower Pavilion, Wu Xun's disciples from the capital will all be present, and I would like to invite the prince to give me some noodles."

Generally speaking.

This kind of banquet invitations are sent by servants.

As the future Marquis, Chen Zhiming came to deliver the invitation in person, which is not inconsiderate.

Even if it was to give him face, Ren Pingsheng would not be able to refuse.

Without hesitation, he reached out to accept the invitation, with a smile on his face, and his tone was gentle: "It's just a trivial matter, why bother to make this trip in person."

Chen Zhiming half-jokingly said: "If it's someone else, I'll definitely ask someone to send it off, the prince is different, if there is no prince, all of us will lose our lives, so how can we hold a banquet.

If I don't come to send this invitation, I have to let others send it. The son of the earl is not qualified, at least he must be the son of the marquis like me. "

Ren Pingsheng replied sincerely: "It's all about supporting each other. Without you, I wouldn't be able to get out of the hunting ground alone. Let this matter pass by, don't take it to heart."

Chen Zhiming said: "Your Majesty doesn't need to keep it in mind, but I can't wait..."

He continued to say many compliments.

Ren Pingsheng was only humble.

We exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Chen Zhiming said: "Don't bother your son anymore, see you in Zuihua Pavilion in three days, and take your leave."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "See you in three days."

Watching Chen Zhiming leave.

Ren Pingsheng stepped into the Ren residence.

After walking a few steps, he saw a fiery red figure approaching not far away, jumped up suddenly, and threw himself into his arms.

"Whoa, whoa—"

The pitiful appearance is pitiful.

"what happened?"

Ren Pingsheng rubbed the fox's little head and asked softly.

The fox just nestled in its arms, shivering.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes subconsciously.

Not far away, a broken knife was hanging in the air, motionless.

(End of this chapter)