Tang Dynasty detective

The next day.

As soon as it was dawn, Di Jinghong led Mahou outside the door of the inn.

You can't be careless about what Ziyu told you.

Seeing Zhen Ziyu coming out of the store with a relaxed expression, Di Jinghong walked forward with a smile, "Ziyu, let's go, I'm ready." It's been a long time since I rode with Ziyu. Teach Ziyu to ride a horse, take advantage of it every day in the name of teaching, and gallop freely with the well-behaved Ziyu in his arms, the feeling is so beautiful that it is heavenly.

Zhen Ziyu tugged at the reins and said, "After a stick of incense, you can ride from Lotus Lane to the east gate at a normal speed." After finishing speaking, Zhen Ziyu headed towards Hehua Lane with his hands behind his hands.

Di Jinghong called him from behind, "Ziyu, don't you go with me?" What about riding the same horse as agreed?Di Jinghong got up early, waited happily, and was dismissed by him in a few words.

sad.

Seeing that Zhen Ziyu left without looking back, Di Jinghong finally struggled, bargained, and aggrievedly shouted at Zhen Ziyu's back, "Ziyu, remember to pay me." After the exam, Ziyu Yu is in a good mood, and he pampers him in everything, and if he asks for it, he will always be able to get it cheap.

Yen Ziyu walked forward slowly, and said casually, "Just make an estimate yourself, and just tell me later."

Di Jinghong was overjoyed and said happily, "Really?"

Yen Ziyu had already walked away, and a "Yeah."

"That night..." Di Jinghong almost shouted out of excitement, fearing that people would hear him, he whispered to himself, "I will pay you tonight." He looked around guiltily. Fortunately, there were few people early in the morning.

When he looked over again, Zhen Ziyu had already gone far.Just now he yelled so loudly, but he didn't turn his head back, and he didn't seem to panic at all. This person is really... more and more stable.

For some reason, the closer he got to Zhen Ziyu, the more Di Jinghong couldn't understand him.

Yen Ziyu's indifferent and cold personality is not unfamiliar with the things between the two of them. Di Jinghong was an inexperienced person before, but now that he thinks about it, Yen Ziyu taught every move he.

This is too abnormal.

At the beginning, Di Jinghong had special thoughts on Zhen Ziyu, but he didn't know how to express it.Di Jinghong secretly read many books, but still didn't understand.He was afraid that Zhen Ziyu would disagree, and he even thought that it would be fine if he was at the bottom, but Zhen Ziyu gave it to him so generously, not only gave it generously, but also taught him seriously.

Happiness came so suddenly, Di Jinghong felt flustered.

He didn't understand anything before, but now he is an adult, the more he thinks about it, the more he doesn't understand it, how come there are so many Ziyu?Could it be that he had been with that person for a long time... Di Jinghong hadn't heard Ziyu mention "Ninth Brother" for a long time, and Ziyu didn't mention that person anymore, but Di Jinghong was still depressed.

Ziyu's skin is thinner than paper, it is impossible to read some books by Lao Shizi, and it is impossible to move those thoughts. When Di Jinghong thinks that Ziyu knows so much, who knows what, it may be that " Brother Nine" taught him hand in hand, and Di Jinghong just... collapsed.

His Ziyu is so good, how can he be with others?

Inexplicable anger rose in his heart, Di Jinghong kicked the stone lion at his feet hard, his toe was about to fall off but he still couldn't understand the anger, that person didn't know where he went, and he couldn't bear to ask Yen Ziyu, so he could only Depressed in my heart, this kind of emotion that my beloved has been stolen is very bad, very bad, and very annoyed.

Di Jinghong wanted to find that person, scolded him severely, and even wanted to fight.

He suddenly remembered that on the night of the final exam, he hugged Ziyu, and Ziyu cried. The next day when he went out to buy porridge, Ziyu cried again when he came back.

Tsk~ Di Jinghong raised his hand and gave himself a slap, neither light nor heavy.Di Jinghong, you should let Ziyu see you when he opened his eyes.In the past, Di Jinghong was ignorant, and following his own temperament, he wanted to put himself in Ziyu's shoes when he knew it. In retrospect, he became more and more sure that he had done something wrong, and he shouldn't have come back so late.

Ziyu must be thinking about that person, he must be.

Di Jinghong collapsed again.

I really want to fight with that person and tell him that Ziyu is his own in the future, and he didn't know how to cherish it first. Since he didn't know how to cherish it, he should stop pestering Ziyu in the future, even in his heart.

Not a fight, not reconciled.

The clerk at the inn found Di Jinghong and reminded him, "My lord, you have to leave."

Di Jinghong was furious and ignored him.

The clerk reminded him again, "The guest officer surnamed Zhen said that you may forget the time of departure. After you let the young man get married, please remember to remind you."

Di Jinghong: "..." How inappropriate should I be, not to let Ziyu feel at ease even if I do such a trivial matter?He suddenly felt that he had no reason to be angry. If he did everything well and took good care of Ziyu inside and out, why would he be jealous of that so-called "Ninth Brother"?Isn't it better to do it yourself than others?

You don't study hard, you don't study martial arts carefully, and you don't do things properly.Di Jinghong snapped his fingers and thought about it, he really made Ziyu worry about him everywhere, why would he have the face to compare himself with others?

The inn clerk saw that Di Jinghong was not stunned, as if he was hysterical, so he had to remind him again, "This lord..."

Di Jinghong said in a muffled voice: "Understood, thank you." He got on his horse and rode off with his whip.

He figured it out with a little thought. Zhen Ziyu asked him to ride a horse to Lotus Lane. He wanted to personally verify whether the man riding the horse was Lu Lin. Ziyu taught him this lesson, and he forgot up.

……

Yen Ziyu strolled to a snack shop not far from Hehua Lane. The peddler recognized Yen Ziyu. Yesterday Yen Ziyu asked him, "This judge, we meet again." The hawker greeted him graciously and asked Yen Ziyu, "Would you like porridge or snacks?"

Yen Ziyu chose a seat near the door, "Drink porridge, mung bean porridge." Di Jinghong bought it for him yesterday, and it was quite delicious, just to his liking. There was something wrong with him, and Yen Ziyu couldn't bear to teach him a lesson.He really loves the house and the crow, and when he loves hard, he turns a blind eye to his stinky problems.

The peddler shouted into the store, "A bowl of mung bean porridge, serve it hot."

The mung bean porridge was brought out, Yen Ziyu didn't rush to drink it, but just looked at the street.The hawkers are busy recruiting outsiders, and the number of customers in the shop gradually increased. This shop has good craftsmanship. It sells porridge in the morning and dim sum at ordinary times. It is a well-known old shop in the local area.

The peddler was chatting with a customer, when someone galloped past the door, the peddler raised his head and was stunned for a moment.

The peddler said to the customer: "Guest officer, please wait for a moment." After saying that, he walked quickly to the street, looked at the back of the man on horseback for a long time, and even forgot to greet the business for a while.The customers in the store were urging him, but the proprietress complained to him, and the peddler shook his head and returned to the store.

Zhen Ziyu finished the bowl of porridge, and said to the proprietress: "This porridge is very delicious, thank you."

He paid the money and was about to leave, but the peddler quietly stopped him.

Zhen Ziyu seemed puzzled, and said, "I've already paid, shopkeeper, is there anything else?"

The peddler hesitated to speak.

Zhen Ziyu turned around and said with a smile, "Just tell me if you have something to do with the store." Zhen Ziyu doesn't like to smile, but his smile is very clean, and he looks like a very stable and trustworthy person.

The peddler called Zhen Ziyu to the outside of the shop, stammered, and whispered: "Your Honor, I... I seem to have seen Lu Lin just now." There was some timidity in his words.

"Who?"

The peddler repeated: "Lu Lin."

Zhen Ziyu followed his gaze and looked forward, "I can't, where is Lu Lin?"

The peddler said, "Just now."

Zhen Ziyu pointed his index finger between his foreheads, thoughtfully, and said for a moment, "You mean the man who rode past just now?" Not to mention, Di Jinghong's appearance was quite similar, and he didn't even see it clearly.Yen Ziyu purposely didn't give Di Jinghong a thorough understanding, he just wanted to test whether Di Jinghong could use his brain, it seemed that the man figured it out on his own.Good performance, go back to praise.

The peddler nodded and said, "You saw it too?" He breathed a sigh of relief, "In the morning, I thought it was haunted..." He was a little guilty in the middle of speaking, probably because he felt that after all, the Lu family did not announce Lu Lin Killed, so far only missing, it is not appropriate to say that he is a ghost.

Zhen Ziyu said: "Oh, that man, I see, it's not Lu Lin. He's a young man, he just looks alike."

The peddler said: "That's right. Recently, many sons and daughters of rich families wear this kind of brocade robes. The tailor shops in the city are already overcrowded. But if the Ouyang family's young master starts, everyone in Yangzhou city will learn quickly." .”

Speaking of Ouyang Jianguang, Yen Ziyu frowned slightly, why is he everywhere?

The peddler saw Zhen Ziyu's displeasure, thought he was talking too much, so he stopped talking.

Zhen Ziyu said: "Since many young masters from wealthy families wear this brocade robe, how can you be sure that it was Lu Lin who rode there that day?"

The peddler didn't expect Zhen Ziyu to ask such a question, and he was stunned for a while without answering.

Suddenly, he begged for mercy again and again, pulling Zhen Ziyu a little further away from the door of the store, and whispered: "Don't make a fuss, please forgive me this time, if the Lu family knows that I didn't look carefully Just talk nonsense, and I will definitely not forgive me lightly."

He seemed to be afraid that Zhen Ziyu would speak out, so he gestured to Zhen Ziyu and said, "Small business, I have some savings, I will send a generous gift to the inn today, and please take care of the judge."

Yen Ziyu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, since I accidentally read it wrong, it's not a big deal. The shopkeeper doesn't have to take it to heart, I already know it. You don't need to give any generous gifts. I saw that your shop is made of mung bean porridge. Not bad, give me a few bowls to take away."

Thanks to the hawker, he asked the proprietress to fill the mung bean porridge, put it in a food box, and personally delivered it to the inn with Zhen Ziyu. Along the way, he told Zhen Ziyu what he saw in the morning of the incident The more he talked, the more he felt that what he saw was not Lu Lin.

Zhen Ziyu didn't make things difficult for him either, he sent the mung bean porridge to the inn and sent him back.

Not long after, Di Jinghong rode around the city and returned to the inn, just in time to bump into the peddler who was leaving.As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yen Ziyu and the three of them gathered around the table, about to drink porridge, and what they drank was mung bean porridge.

Di Jinghong asked Zhen Ziyu, "It's done?" If it didn't work out, the hawker wouldn't be here.

Zhen Ziyu smiled at him and said, "You're tired, come over for porridge, it's free, it's delicious."

Di Jinghong happily responded, "Okay!" Finally, this time, Ziyu was not hindered.