Jun You Ji Fou

Daxia, the eighth year of Yonghe, the summer solstice.

On the outskirts of Chang'an, Kyoto, the forest sea is green, and the wind has left traces.There was a clear whistle, and an inconspicuous black-feathered bird suddenly flitted out from among the lush forest leaves, and went straight to the sky.The black-feathered bird fluttered across the majestic towers and the bustling long street, then plunged into the Taiwei's mansion, and landed on the shoulders of a man in black with a handsome face in the courtyard.

Qin Zhao took off the bamboo tube from the bird's leg, glanced roughly at the letter paper, turned around and stepped up the steps.

In the study room, sandalwood incense was wafting, and behind the table leaned a young man in dark blue brocade robe.He was peeling the lychees with his eyebrows lowered, the skin of the lychees was bright red and glistening, making his fingers glistening and white.

"It's just in time to come back." Chu Mingyun didn't raise his head, and said to the people: "Do you want to eat?"

Qin Zhao handed over the letterhead, "Chen Xuanwen is dead."

Chu Mingyun paused slightly, looked up at Qin Zhao, took the brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands, and took the letter.He casually read it line by line, and there was no emotion on his face, but when he put the letter on the table, he chuckled in a low voice with ambiguous meaning: "Chen Xuanwen has been kind to me as a guide, sending someone to secretly escort him back to his hometown is the best thing to do." It was a thought, I didn’t expect something to happen.”

"The subordinate is incompetent." Qin Zhao said.

"Come on." Chu Mingyun said: "It's not something you can stop someone from committing suicide."

Qin Zhao was silent.

That Chen Xuanwen was more than a few years old, and he was an official to the Minister of the Ministry of War. He assisted three generations of emperors and had great prestige in the court.A few days ago, he begged for the bones to return to his hometown, and the sage gave gifts, and all the officials sent them off. He was as peaceful and peaceful as he had been in his whole life. Who would have expected that he would suddenly commit suicide at home.

In the night, he suddenly drank and sang wildly, swiped his sword as a pen on the wall, and then killed himself with his backhand. The blood splashed all over the wall and penetrated into the strong pen, vividly depicting the fortitude and unyieldingness of an old minister.

"I can't bear the persecution, and I will show my will with death." These are the words carved into the wall by Chen Xuanwen.

"He's dead." Chu Mingyun commented, and he asked Qin Zhao, "Any other discoveries?"

"No."

"Then... have you seen Chen Xuanwen's family?"

Qin Zhao thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "According to reports, I've never seen it before."

Chu Mingyun leaned back in his chair, sneered and said, "That's no wonder."

"What?" Qin Zhao asked.

"He was probably afraid that the clues would be too obvious to be destroyed by others, but they were clear enough." Chu Mingyun lightly tapped the letter with his fingertips, "Unbearable to persecute, and to show his will with death, this is definitely not a personal enmity. Chen Xuanwen has been in office for many years, Not to mention nearly a hundred students, there are countless people who have received his favor, big and small, not to mention the secrets he knows. If he can be used for his own use, he will have an advantage in the court. If he can't win him over, he will hold his family to force him. It’s nothing new either.”

"In this case, we have to intervene." Qin Zhao said.

"Chen Xuanwen is already a commoner. Even if he dies, he will not disturb the capital, let alone commit suicide." Chu Mingyun said, "Let those who stay over there first report to the officials to see if we can find out anything."

"Yes." Qin Zhao paused and said again, "There is one more thing, which may be related now. We found someone secretly following Chen Xuanwen on the road, and tracked them all the way back. We must be from the Su family, but the other party also found us."

"...The Su family?" Chu Mingyun sat up straight, frowned slightly and said, "Su Shiyu?"

Qin Zhao looked at him and nodded.

Daxia Guozuo has been in existence for hundreds of years. Because of the rebellion of the prime minister at the beginning of the dynasty, this position has been abolished in successive dynasties. In fact, there are only two of the three princes.

Today's king is young, benevolent and incompetent, and Chu Mingyun, who is an official, and Su Shiyu, who is a royal historian, control the power in the court, forming a situation where the Chu Party and the Soviet Party are fighting against courtesy.

"Do you suspect that Su Shiyu did it?" Chu Mingyun looked at him, and said in a deep thought, "It's hard to say."

Qin Zhao frowned and said, "That's right. After all, Su Shiyu is a virtuous person that everyone praises, so this kind of method is always despicable."

"Heh." Chu Mingyun sneered, "He looks virtuous to others, how do you know that he is really virtuous?"

"...Then what do you think?"

"How would I know." Chu Mingyun said, "I'm not familiar with Su Shiyu."

Qin Zhao: "..."

"However, I am more concerned about another issue." Chu Mingyun raised the corners of his lips and said slowly, "The Yushitai are all members of the imperial court, and Su Shiyu cannot be freely transferred. He followed Chen Xuanwen all the way, and his traces could only be revealed by accident. Who can still detect the shadow guards I cultivated?"

Qin Zhao was stunned, but couldn't answer for a while.

Chu Mingyun smiled lightly, but his eyes were cold, "My colleague, is there any power behind him, or is there a privately cultivated organization like me? I have never known it for many years. It seems that it is indeed I know too little about him. I suddenly couldn't help but think that what I saw was probably just a superficial appearance."

"what do you mean?"

The smile on his lips cooled down, he twirled a lychee core with his fingers, and with a little force, it turned into powder and scattered between his fingers, "Check, check carefully. After all, right now, my biggest opponent is him."

"But the power behind Su Shiyu should not be underestimated. If he is alarmed, it will be troublesome to arouse his vigilance." Qin Zhao said.

"You are right to worry, we..."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Chu Mingyun stopped talking and agreed.The door of the study creaked open, and a woman walked in with a red lacquer tray. She was charming and graceful, and bowed to him, "Your Excellency has worked hard all day in government affairs. If you are not talented, it is difficult for you to share your worries. I have thought about it for a long time. I have made some soup and offered it, and I hope that adults will not dislike it."

Chu Mingyun hummed, waved his hands and said, "Put it here first, you can step back."

Ru Ji Yiyan put down her things, but didn't leave.She glanced at Qin Zhao who was standing aside with downcast eyes, and then a gust of fragrant wind blew by, Ruji had already walked around the desk and arrived at Chu Mingyun's side, she bit her lips lightly, and the warm and fragrant nephrite leaned against his shoulder , she leaned into Chu Mingyun's ear and said angrily: "This soup has been carefully stewed for several hours. If Ruji can't see the adults and drink it all, she will hang on."

Chu Mingyun turned her head to look, raised her hand to pinch her chin, brushed her lips with her warm fingertips, she lowered her eyes and wanted to smile, but suddenly her face turned pale, a scream stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

Chu Mingyun strangled her neck, with a cold expression, "Don't you understand what I say?"

Ru Ji was tightly restrained, unable to utter a single word, she shook her head desperately trembling until Chu Mingyun let go, and hurriedly backed down, weeping.

Chu Mingyun picked up the soup and looked at it for a moment, poured all the soup into the potted plant at the corner of the table, and glanced at Qin Zhao: "What do you want to say?"

Qin Zhao said expressionlessly, "Senior brother is very lucky."

"Your senior brother has a bad temper. If you play jokes on me again, I will beat you." Chu Mingyun leaned back in his chair, and said in annoyance: "My position in the court is getting more and more stable, and more and more people are staring at me. These things Which of the women sent to the mansion over the years didn't spend all their time collecting information, and had to spend so much money for them to squander. If it's not a last resort, I might as well look at them in the mirror and admire myself all night."

"Then what are your plans?" Qin Zhao asked.

"The most worthless thing in this world is the life of careful work, and sooner or later it will be dealt with cleanly." Chu Mingyun raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "Where did you talk about just now?"

"Su Shiyu." Qin Zhao said, "If you want to thoroughly investigate his whereabouts and the context of his subordinates, I'm afraid it will be impossible to make him unaware."

"Su Shiyu will definitely notice it." Chu Mingyun pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "If he knows, what can I do?"

"Is it possible?" Qin Zhao asked suspiciously.

Chu Mingyun glanced at the empty bowl on the table, and suddenly smiled with his lips curled up: "It's just right, there's no need to wait for it to be sooner or later." He sat up straight, looked at Qin Zhao, and ordered: "Go order someone to spread the news, how do you arrange it?" It's all good, just say that I actually like male sex. It must be spread throughout the capital tomorrow morning, especially, let Su Shiyu hear it clearly."

The author has something to say:

The official system is a combination of the three princes and nine ministers and three provinces and six ministries, which did not exist in history. It emphasizes the calmness of the party.

Believe me in the end, the one who played is Gong!