Detective in the Red Chamber

At that moment, Sun Shaozong nodded slightly, and said: "After visiting Qingxu Temple, I will go to Ningguo Mansion."

Hearing the word 'Qingxu Guan', the four Taoists on the opposite side were taken aback for a moment, and then the young celestial master became excited, pushed away Wang Chuzhen, stared at Sun Shaozong in a daze and asked: "It's about Qingxu. Look at it, right?!"

"Do not."

Sun Shaozong said indifferently: "I'm just going to ask, if there are any Taoist priests of Qingxu Temple whose whereabouts are unknown."

Chapter 843

Crunch, crunch.

Unpeeled radish sticks made a sound like a blunt knife chopping meat in Sun Shaozong's mouth. Although it was not very pleasant to the ear, it made the compartment shrouded in darkness a little more vivid out of thin air.

These radish strips were pickled by Zhang Laodao himself. Although they look rough, the ingredients used are all precious, and they are very refreshing to chew.

Of course, this is only for young people with good teeth.

Those who are a little older, if they want to taste the taste, they will have to pay some price.

As for Zhang Laodao who is over seventy years old, even if he goes all out, he may not be able to get these pickled radishes.

But Zhang Laodao still pickles every year, and once pickled, there are several big jars. Sometimes they are distributed to others, and sometimes they are simply put to spoil.

Putting it on others is called eccentricity, or a waste of food.

But with Zhang Laodao's side, these pickled radish strips are covered with a layer of mystery, and even wealthy households in the city are willing to pay a lot of money to buy them.

Of course, the reason why Sun Shaozong moved two jars today is just because this thing is the right one - if it can be more spicy, it will be the best.

Chewing Taoist Zhang's pickled radish, what kept echoing in his mind was naturally the words of that old fox who seemed to be free and easy, but concealed his wit.

Sun Shaozong came to Zhang Laodao this time, firstly to further narrow the scope of the investigation of the headless corpse; secondly, he also wanted to use his adversary to learn more about the inside story of the Tianshi Mansion.

For the former, Zhang Laodao gave an accurate answer: there is nothing to help.

Although it is said that Tianshifu is powerful and Qingxuguan and other northern sects are declining, but if it is really counted, the outsiders like Tianshifu are only a fraction of others.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to adjust.

Although Qingxu Temple is nominally the co-owner of the northern faction, in fact it is just a loose alliance, and there is not much binding force between them.

What's more, many Taoist priests are mavericks.

Those who retreat and don't ask about world affairs, those who wander around without knowing where they are going, and those who don't know where to hide in a corner, who appear from time to time but can't see the end of the dragon.

Qingxu Guan wants to learn from Tianshifu, ordering followers to gather together, it is completely idiotic.

As for Sun Shaozong's second question, Zhang Laodao was noncommittal and talked a lot of gossip, most of which were flattering Tianshi Mansion.

If it was an ordinary person, he would probably have been fooled by him.

But when Sun Shaozong recalled it now, he got quite a lot.

To put it simply, the old Taoist was not at all optimistic about the results of the emperor's seeking immortality, so he wished that the North and South Daoist sects would break apart, so as not to be implicated in the future.

But at the same time, Zhang Laodao couldn't help worrying whether there was another mystery behind the recent uncharacteristic behavior of Master Hongyuan.

Further refinement, the most useful information for Sun Shaozong should be the word 'uncharacteristically'.

In Zhang Laodao's mouth, not to mention the magic skills of Hongyuan Daoist, but he is a master with a lot of vision and means--if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been in Beijing for less than two years and became the son of Emperor Guangde. The red man.

It is really unreasonable for such a person to suddenly set off a battle with the Northern School of Taoism when Zhang Tianshi is about to go north.

Even if they really want to subdue these local snakes in the capital, they should wait until the Tianshi Mansion is completed, and force them to do so.

Is it spoiled by pampering and arrogant?

Or do you have any other plans, as Zhang Laodao worried about?

And what role did Hongyuan Daoist play in the current case of no-one?

Click, click...

He silently chewed a few more pickled radishes, and heard Zhang Cheng's reminder from outside that he was not far from Rongguo Mansion.

Sun Shaozong put the leftover half plate into the dark compartment on the right, took out a bottle of lychee brew from southern Xinjiang, took a sip and muttered in his mouth.

Seeing that the carriage slowed down slowly and entered the corner gate of Rongguo Mansion, Sun Shaozong opened the window and vomited cleanly, got out of the carriage with that sweet fragrance, and asked the door about the whereabouts of Jia Yingchun and Second Sister You.

I heard that one served in Jia Amnesty Court, and the other went to Ningguo Mansion to accompany Youshi.

Sun Shaozong ordered the doorman to lead the way again, and went straight to Yihong courtyard to find Jia Baoyu for some food and drink, and handed over Zhang Laodao's new amulet by the way.

Speaking of...

That old Taoist really misses Jia Baoyu very much, counting his age, could it be that there is some untold story hidden in it?

The scene of Jia's mother and Zhang Laodao's eye contact flashed in his mind, and Sun Shaozong immediately shuddered, and hurriedly threw this ridiculous idea to Java.

When I got to the vicinity of Yihong Courtyard, I saw that the gate was closed tightly. Sun Shaozong was waiting to knock on the door. Suddenly, he heard Baoyu calling for wine loudly. He could tell from the voice that he was not lightly drunk.

Sun Shaozong hesitated for a moment, but still slammed the door of Yihong Courtyard.

Not long after, the door slowly opened a gap, and a red face popped out from inside, but it was Qiuwen, the second-class maid beside Jia Baoyu.

This Qiu Wen was originally impatient, but seeing that it was Sun Shaozong who was outside, he hurriedly changed into a happy face, opened the door, and said repeatedly: "It's good that Second Master Sun is here, our master is alone. Getting drunk!"

Sun Shaozong stepped into the courtyard unceremoniously, and saw that the pavilion in the corner was brightly lit, and Jia Baoyu was holding a white jade wine glass, shaking his head and mumbling something.

When they got closer, Qiuwen took a few steps forward to report, and Jia Baoyu knew that Sun Shaozong had arrived.

Immediately, he threw the white jade wine glass on the table, and couldn't help welcoming him out: "Second brother just came, hurry up and have a few drinks with me!"

He yelled again, asking Musk Moon to heat up the leftover teriyaki deer kisses at noon, and serve them as food and drink.

In fact, there were several hot dishes on the table, and Sun Shaozong sat in front of the table, while Qiuwen and Sheyue hurriedly ran back and forth, fetching bowls and chopsticks and towels for cleaning hands.

Sun Shaozong stretched out his hand to be served by Sheyue, and wondered: "Isn't the incident in the morning already uncovered, how can you drink boring wine again?"

Jia Baoyu shook his head slightly, grabbed some hay from nowhere, and threw it into the night with his hands, only to hear rustling noises, and from time to time two deer cries.

Thinking about how he was clamoring to eat Teriyaki Deer Kiss just now, this scene really makes people don't know how to comment.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Sun Shaozong was not in a hurry, he turned his chopsticks upside down and poked the table, and started eating and drinking as if no one else was around.

Now Jia Baoyu couldn't hold back anymore, and sighed heavily: "I can't explain why, but I was lying on the bed this afternoon, and the more I thought about it, the more boring I became."

got~

It turned out that Wenqing was ill, and he was groaning without illness here!

As long as you throw it in the woodshed and starve for a few days, usually this problem can be cured without medicine.

It's a pity that this method cannot be used against Jia Baoyu.

So Sun Shaozong changed to another method, which was also very effective.

He grabbed the jug and filled a glass for Jia Baoyu, stuffed it involuntarily, and said, "Come on, brother will drink three consecutive glasses with you, moisten your throat first!"

Unexpectedly, Jia Baoyu lost the interest in drinking at this time, staring at the wine glass and sighing quietly: "It is not easy for a person to live for a lifetime, but why roll around in the filth, it is really... boring, boring. "

This nagging is quite similar to that old Taoist.

Could it be that what I just thought was not groundless?

With the unspeakable stories of two rare old people in mind, Sun Shaozong put the empty wine glass on the table and retorted casually: "Then don't you think of a way to get out of the mud and not be stained?"

After stopping these words, Jia Baoyu slowly moved to Sun Shaozong's face with eyes full of drunkenness, and asked word by word: "Then the second brother has ever managed to get out of the mud without staining it?"

this……

Speaking of my changes in the past four years, it's more than just having an affair, it can be said to be a big affair!

"Dye it and get it."

Sun Shaozong rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not as hypocritical as you. I'm just rolling around in the world. As the saying goes, if you gain something, you will lose it..."

Just as he was about to say a big truth, he heard footsteps coming in a hurry, followed by an attacker's voice: "The sacrificial text has been delivered, but the mansion is in a state of chaos, it's really... Huh?!"

With an exclamation, the half-spoken words suddenly stopped.

Sun Shaozong felt strange, and looked back while holding the wine glass, but saw Xiren looking at him in amazement, as if he saw some strange scene.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Shaozong wondered, "It's like seeing a ghost when you see me?"

"No no no!"

Only then did Xiren come to his senses, and hurriedly said, "When I went to the East Mansion to deliver the sacrificial rites, Grandma You was in a hurry to send someone to the mansion to invite you over! I thought that once I got home, I would just see you drinking here ..."

"You...cough, what does Sister-in-law Zhen want me to do?"

"I heard that the wife of Daoist Hongyuan died, and it seems to be related to the case you are investigating!"

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Chapter 844

[4700 words, the condition has improved significantly today, adding 1300 words tomorrow is still a problem. . .Uh, shouldn't be a problem, right? 】

When Sun Shaozong rushed to Ningguo Mansion, he saw two huge thatched sheds standing on the left and right sides of the road.

Pale white lanterns swayed in the wind under the eaves, and countless charcoal basins were dotted around the shed, but only half a person was seen inside.

In addition, a few pieces of paper money floated from nowhere, just passing by Sun Shaozong's feet, in a trance, as if he was in a ghost.

"Master Sun?!"

However, an excited voice quickly broke the gloomy atmosphere.

Immediately after that, a lot of living people poured out from the mourning hall, and the leader of them was naturally the sisters of the You family.

Speaking of...

Isn't Jia Xichun Jia Jing's daughter?

Why don't you see her biological daughter guarding the coffin?

Suspicion flashed across Sun Shaozong's mind, but he quickly put it behind him—what does all these bullshit things have to do with him?

He took a few steps forward, and seeing that there was still a foot away, Sun Shaozong stopped and prepared to bow to salute.

Unexpectedly, Youshi seemed to be a little over-excited, and he didn't intend to stop at all, and bumped into him with his face still flushed.

Seeing that if things go on like this, he will have to show his feet, so Sun Shaozong immediately bowed first and said, "Sister-in-law Zhen, I heard that you have something to ask me?"

The sound of "Sister-in-law Zhen" immediately made Youshi realize that he was about to lose his composure, stopped in embarrassment, and bowed back with a blessing.

In fact, it's no wonder that she lost her composure and supported Jia Jing's funeral on her own.

Seeing Sun Shaozong right now, it was as if she had grasped at straws, so naturally she couldn't care less about it for a while.

Even though he was already awake at this moment, the eagerness in his eyes was still there, taking advantage of the others behind him, he gave a grimace to him, and then said softly: "I just sent someone to your house, I didn't expect you to come."

Not to mention, outside the gate of the mourning hall, she was dressed in filial piety and her eyes were like silk, which was really exciting.

No wonder the islanders also specially developed the mourning clothing system...

bah bah bah~

Our old grandson has a bottom line!

Just as he was defending his own bottom line, Youshi turned slightly sideways again, pointed backwards and said, "What is the specific matter, let the two priests start from the beginning."

She didn't know how to make her mourning dress, it looked very loose at first, but it suddenly tightened after twisting the waist, wrapping two outlines for no reason.

It actually developed a second time...

cough~

Sun Shaozong's gaze, struggling through the mountains, landed on the two young Taoists behind.

The two Taoists hurriedly bowed their hands in salute, and then they came out more and more under Youshi's signal, and told the story with a bitter face.

But in the afternoon, Daoist Hongyuan summoned all the disciples, and was checking whether any of them were missing, when he suddenly received an order to preside over the Ningguo Mansion's super-delivery ceremony.

In normal times, this is actually an overkill.

But at this juncture, it properly showed the emperor's trust in Hongyuan Daoist.

So Daoist Hongyuan not only obeyed his orders happily, but also brought more than half of his disciples here, filling the two thatched huts.