Returning to the Clouds

In the first year of Zhengde, Empress Dowager Qin Xinghong had a birthday banquet, and all the ministers congratulated her.

Gui Yun grabbed the last spy by the foot and dragged him back. The fainted boy was dragged by him all the way to the courtyard.

Standing by the door frame, Jiang Pan couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, "What is this for?"

"Take him to the dungeon for interrogation." Gui Yun solemnly told Jiang Pan what he was going to do.

Jiang Pan also nodded with a serious face: "It's time to ask."

"Sir, shall we also go to the palace to celebrate her birthday?" Gui Yun himself didn't want to see Qin Xinghong at all.

Jiang Pan raised his eyebrows, and said: "I'm afraid that her life will be poor and her blessings will be poor, and I won't be able to bear my birthday greetings to her. She is only so old, so she will have a birthday banquet... She is not afraid of jokes."

Jiang Pan just didn't like the ostentation these people had on their birthdays, and he didn't think about what kind of suffering his mother had suffered so many years ago.Qin Xinghong is still waiting for her mother to give her a big gift... It has to be said that the pampering and privileges of these years have made her lose even the superficial filial piety.

"I thought Mister liked such excitement." Gui Yun murmured softly, then lifted the thief in his hand along his ankle, "Who sent these people... Mister, what do you know now? ?"

Jiang Pan stroked his chin, smiled and said, "I like to have fun, but I don't like to join in the fun. Besides, didn't Xiao Yun say that he was going to torture this person? I'm still waiting for you to tell me the answer."

Gui Yun choked up and said, "I see. I'll go and find out."

Jiang Pan said "um", and then he was about to watch Gui Yun go to his little black room by the door frame.

"Sir, it's windy outside. You've just recovered from the cold, so it's not appropriate to blow the wind again." After walking for a long time, Gui Yun still couldn't help turning his head and telling Jiang Pan earnestly.

Jiang Pan gave another "hmm" as a response to Gui Yun.

Gui Yun thought that Jiang Pan would be obedient and went into the house, but he didn't expect Jiang Pan to walk directly beside him.

"you……"

"It's a little thing, I also need to take a good look at your ability to interrogate people." Jiang Pan is not a poor scholar who often gets sick, so he has been ill for a long time.This made Gui Yun very worried.

It's just that he's already well now, so there's no need to treat him so carefully.

What's more, there are some things that he has to see with his own eyes.

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"In the past few days, a total of six spies have been caught, two are from Qin Xinghong, one is from Uncle Guo passing by, and two of them bit their tongues and committed suicide when I just caught them... But look at them. This person... I can’t tell who he is.” Gui Yun had the experience of the first two people biting their tongues and killing themselves when he wasn’t paying attention, so he had already expected it. The man gagged his mouth.

Now the little spy who had woken up was being tied to a chair with five flowers, staring at them with a pair of round eyes.

Jiang Pan was amused by Gui Yun's seriousness, so the expression on his face was very gentle.He was admiring the handsome face of the "little detective" who was tied up opposite him with great interest, tilted his head and said to Gui Yun, "Isn't this just a little girl?"

"...He...is she a girl?" Gui Yunceng blushed—he remembered that when he captured the little spies, he also attacked his chest, and dealt with the little girl's resistance in various ways.

The little girl on the opposite side saw Gui Yun's blushing and regretful expression, and her face became even more stinky, struggling so much that even the chair was shaking.

Jiang Pan shook his head with a smile, took off the cloth head stuffed in the little girl's mouth, and untied it for her. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Pan received the little girl's fists and feet.

"Sir!" Gui Yun frowned, but the situation was that Jiang Pan was teasing the little girl, so he didn't forcefully join in.

The little girl had already realized that she was being teased for fun, and in a fit of anger, she stopped beating, and sat directly on the chair where she was tied just now, angrily said: "Jiang Pan, and you little apprentice, see you!" Don’t kneel down in this palace?!”

"In this dynasty, the high-ranking official position is only for your majesty, empress, and the emperor and empress dowager... Is the princess?" Jiang Pan didn't finish his sentence, but it was nothing more than saying that her highness did not practice etiquette well.

Ming Baichun undoubtedly heard Jiang Pan's words, but this time she didn't say anything after Jiang Pan's words, she just said: "I heard that Mr. Jiang has no official position, how dare you and your little apprentice be white?" Don't kneel?"

"This is inappropriate. The Jiang family's hereditary title, unfortunately, is the next head of the family who inherited the title. But this disciple... His Majesty just gave him the honor of not kneeling two days ago." Jiang Pan knew that the title of the Jiang family had never had any real power, but it was still useful to use it to make Bai Chun angry.

The little girl's physical development is faster than the boy's, so Ming Baichun is now even taller than Ming Chengcheng.No wonder Gui Yun regards Ming Baichun as a boy.

Ming Baichun couldn't do anything about Jiang Pan's sophistry, pouted his mouth, and was depressed for a long time alone, met Jiang Pan's pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and suddenly blushed and said shortly: "...you said you would teach me ... but you didn't come."

"..." Gui Yun glanced at Ming Baichun in surprise, and then at the river bank.He didn't know whether this princess was Ming Baiyin or Ming Baichun, but it was undoubtedly one of the only two princesses.So when did Jiangpan get connected with the princess?

Jiang Pan knew Gui Yun's expression without looking, but instead of taking care of Gui Yun first, he answered Ming Baichun's words: "If your highness is interested, you just need to wait a little longer. You are leaving the palace now." , is not a sensible act."

"She won't care about what happens to a little princess after the birthday banquet." Ming Baichun thought of the embarrassing status of his two sisters, all because of Qin Xinghong, and secretly hated him.

But Ming Baichun would not show her feelings, which was too dangerous for her.

Jiang Pan smiled without saying a word.

Ming Baichun snorted, Shi Shiran stood up: "In that case, I won't bother you much..." She stood beside Gui Yun, looked him up and down carefully, With a look of disgust on his face, "Next time I will definitely beat you until you lose your teeth, you are not allowed to give in... I don't need anyone's pity. You, lead the way, I have to go."

Gui Yun didn't understand Bai Chun, he glanced at the riverside.After getting Jiang Pan's nod, Gui Yun led the way.

He still doesn't understand why a noble princess came to see Jiangpan in such a way.And how does Jiang Pan have any relationship with the princess?Ming Chengcheng has not yet grasped the real power, and Jiang Pan has always said that he wants to take Ming Chengcheng to get everything that should belong to him... So what is this for?

Gui Yun walks ahead with a lot of preoccupations, Ming Baichun hints that they will not only meet once, but "next time"... Will there really be a next time?

He couldn't see the river behind him, and he also felt that he was walking on the tightrope with his husband, although it looked very beautiful now.But the court and the people are all waiting for Jiang Pan to make a mistake, which can kill them—why does Jiang Pan still have no scruples?

Unprecedented, Gui Yun felt that he was too naive.

He knew too little, even the girl in front of him who was much younger than him, she knew more than him.

Gui Yun thought of Ming Chengcheng who had nowhere to go in the deep palace again—the same poor man.