Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

.I just left the village from the end of the village, and this tortoise spirit stepped on the ground and fell into a cellar trap, another rat nest. "

When Jia She heard this, he felt as if something was flying in his mind, it was so fast that people couldn't catch it.

Cui Yu looked at Shaoqing beside him.He always felt that Song Xueci was unreliable.Wearing Song Xueci's skin, the eighth prince no longer has the aura of the legendary beast in Dali Temple.

Bian Shaoqing nodded: "We dug up two corpses and a parchment scroll, which is the same as the one obtained by the Ning Mansion. But this one is a copy."

"Ningfu, I..." Jia She stopped speaking abruptly, and jumped three feet high: "Rat!"

"Yes, yes, the plague!" Jia She called out involuntarily.He remembered that the Eighth Prince was investigating the case with Dali Temple, and unfortunately contracted the plague and died!

"You weren't hurt by the rats, right? See the imperial physician!" Jia Shen thought of something, and quickly got his brains together.

The group of tomb robbers who went down to the imperial mausoleum somehow came out with the plague, and then the Eighth Prince accepted the investigation into the assassination of Cui Yu, and then investigated the clues to the tomb robbers, and then caught the plague in some town!

This was supposed to be a secret case.

It's like he can't get the details.

It was still that black, when he was buying goods in the market, he heard a familiar saying that he was cheated.The objects that came out of the nest of mice were unlucky, and he was so frightened that he threw away the fan that was said to have been used by Concubine Yang Gui on the spot.

It was rare for Jia Amnesty to ignore his image, and reached out to pat Song Xueci on the shoulder: "Then... that turtle is really good! Good people get rewarded! Hahahahaha!"

Song Xueci stared dumbfounded at Jia She's jumping up and down, couldn't help but look crazy.