Sir, I can do it!

The most deserted place in Shengjing City is Tongcha Mansion, and Nan Mansion is the most deserted place, and idlers with a radius of ten miles dare not approach.

The cold moon sprinkled a piece of clear light in the deep alley, which was dark and deserted.

Changsun Ke was in front, and Wei Zhao was a step behind him, his eyes lingering on his tall back from time to time.Huo Bao'er followed closely behind, chattering, with a slightly trembling tone.

"Young master, it's so late, I'm going to be in a hurry if I don't go back to Lord Hou."

"Master, Bao'er, please, let's go back..."

The more he walked forward, the more hairy Huo Bao'er felt.That's Tongcha Nanfu!It is said that the supervisor of Nanfu kills people without blinking an eye, if the young master falls into his hands, there will be good things for him!

Fortunately, he was in Meiyuan just now, and he was thinking about winning over the beauty Bingshan for the young master. If he had known that beauty Bingshan was the Lord Supervisor of the Nanfu, he wouldn't dare to think of such a disrespectful thing if he had a hundred courage.

The cool evening wind made a hole in the alley, Huo Bao'er shuddered violently, and he cried, "Master, don't, don't go."

I don't know how many people died in the Nanfu Prison. It is said that they all died of torture. They must be lingering, demanding their lives at night, so as to find a scapegoat.

"Master, Master!"

Wei Zhao was thinking about Changsun Ke, and couldn't hear Huo Baoer's nagging at all.

Changsun Ke glanced back, and said two words coldly: "Noisy."

The alley was dark, and Changsun Ke was dressed in black with a hood, as if blending into the darkness.Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Hobo'er still felt the coldness in his eyes covered by his hood.

Fear spread all over her body, Huo Bao'er didn't dare to speak.He just followed Wei Zhao closely, sneaking a few glances at Chang Sun Ke from time to time, thinking that the young master was captivated by the iceberg beauty, he must be vigilant at all times, and he must not let the young master have any accidents again.

Turning out of the alley and not far ahead is Nanfu.

"arrive."

Changsun Ke pushed open the door with a "squeak", which was especially harsh in the silent night.

The Nanfu yamen was pitch black, and there was no place to light a lamp.The old locust tree in the yard rustled with the night wind, and the birds perched on the tree occasionally heard ah-ah calls.

"Why is it so dark!" Wei Zhao stood at the gate of the courtyard, a little hesitant.

Changsun Ke lowered his eyes, with a look of annoyance on his face.

"Spread your wings, hold the lamp!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Zhao felt a gust of wind blowing, and the four rooms in the courtyard lit up one by one. In the blink of an eye, the lights were brightly lit.

Wei Zhao opened his mouth slightly with surprise in his eyes.

Huo Bao'er trembled: "Master, yes, there are ghosts..."

Having said that, he felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck, as if something was blowing on him.He hugged Wei Zhao tightly with a whimper, crying and howling: "Young master, young master, there is really a ghost!"

"Don't be afraid, the young master is here." Wei Zhao comforted him with a smile.

"Zhan Yi!" Chang Sun Ke's voice was low, with hints of anger.

A man in black fluttered to the ground, and said with an apologetic smile: "My lord." Then he smiled and cupped his hands at Wei Zhao: "Mr. Wei, I'm sorry for your disrespect. I see that you are really funny, so I made a tease I don't think it's strange to hope that Mr. Wei will."

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows: "My Huo Baoer is timid and the most sensitive. You must have been following all the way for a long time, and you must have used tricks in the alley."

Zhan Yi scratched his head and smiled.It was the first time for him to see that his supervisor was so patient with a person, and he was consciously curious, so he followed suit.

As for scaring Huo Bao'er in the alley, it was an unintentional mistake.Who told his family's adults to have sharp ears and eyes, they discovered him early.He thought that the adults were going to have an attack, and his breath of fright was unstable, but he didn't expect to be sensed by this boy.

Huo Bao'er came back to realize that he had been tricked, thinking of the ugly behavior just now, he felt ashamed and annoyed at once.Thinking that I didn't protect the young master, but asked the young master to protect me, I felt even more ashamed.

He was infinitely annoyed: "Master, Bao'er has embarrassed you again."

Wei Zhao didn't care, he turned to Changsun Ke and said, "Where is the corpse?"

"backyard."

Zhan Yi consciously ran to the backyard to light the lamp.Changsun Ke led Wei Zhao to walk slowly behind.

During the day, Wei Zhao left the Nanfu yamen, but unexpectedly returned at night.As he walked, he looked around, and it looked more and more like a haunted house.

Then he thought of another question. He took a quick step, side by side with Changsun Ke, and asked in a low voice: "Master Supervisor, I came to Nanfu Yamen for an autopsy so openly, so I won't cause you any trouble."

"It's okay, there's no one here."

"Then the one just now..."

"He doesn't count."

Wei Zhao: ...

Wei Zhao asked again, "Why did your lord allow me to come here?"

Changsun Ke: "I am willing."

Wei Zhao was a little puzzled, everyone said that the supervisor of Nanfu was a cold-faced god, like Yan Luo, but why did he look at this person who seemed to be very tolerant to him, could it be... that he fell in love with him?

He touched his face, and asked tentatively, "What do you think of me, my lord?"

Changsun Ke gave him a strange look.

Wei Zhao said loudly: "My lord, there is no need to be embarrassed, I have experienced this kind of thing a lot..."

While talking, the morgue arrived. Chang Sun Ke pushed open the door with one palm, and a smell of corpses wafted in. Before Wei Zhao could shut up, he inhaled a big mouthful of the stench of corpses, and almost passed out.

Changsun Ke sneered, handed him a slice of ginger, and told him to keep it in his mouth.Wei Zhao regretted a little, but because of his face, he had no choice but to go back to the morgue, leaving Huo Baoer to wait outside.

Wei Zhao didn't understand autopsies, he just wanted to take a look for himself.

Changsun Ke said: "The second autopsy in Nanfu is similar to what Chen Jinghuai said. Except for a penetrating wound under the chest and a bruise left by Han Chongliang's kick on the knee, there are no other injuries. No signs of poisoning."

Wan Yanhong's body was pale and stiff under the dim candlelight.His biological mother Yin was born in Donglin, she was gentle and weak, Wan Yanhong followed her biological mother, her figure was well-proportioned, her appearance... because of her pockmarked face, she could not be considered romantic and handsome.

Wei Zhao walked around the corpse, and found that Wan Yanhong's right hand fingers were slightly callused, which was the trace left by holding the pen all year round.He chuckled softly and said, "I heard from my grandmother that although Wanyanzhe captured Beiyan by force, Beiyan is located in the north and has a large area of ​​wasteland that is inaccessible. No matter what, it can't compare with the prosperity of Shengjing. Therefore, Wanyan Zhe governed the country with literature and opened up business routes, which made Beiyan develop rapidly. In addition to practicing riding and archery, Wanyan Zhe paid more attention to their literature studies."

"During the time of Chu State, literature flourished, and Donglin Wenguan was the best among them, attracting students from all over the world to vote. Although Yin Shijun was a general, he also studied in Donglin Wenguan. Now Wanyanzhe's sons have grown up. , Yin Shijun is very ambitious, and he will definitely spare no effort to support this nephew Wanyanhong. Wanyanhong is also competitive, and studies very hard on weekdays. I heard that he is the most talented and learned among the princes of Beiyan, but he is also quite appreciated by Wanyanzhe. "

"Beiyan has grown stronger in the past few years, and it has become less and less concerned about Qi. In the past, Beiyan only sent officials as envoys, but this time it sent a prince. This happened again... Yes Alright, Master Supervisor, is there a poison that cannot be detected?"

Changsun Ke shook his head: "Any poison will show traces after death. I once handled a case where the murderer stabbed the deceased with a poisonous needle. The fly in the house was poisoned to death. After several inspections, the head of the deceased was finally shaved, and needle holes were found on the head, and the surrounding area was black, so he died from poisoning needles."

Wei Zhao said: "Could it be that Wan Yanhong also died like this. How about..."

Changsun Ke took out the blade from the wooden stand beside him, raised the blade with his hand and dropped it, and shaved off Wan Yanhong's hair in a few strokes, and then checked carefully, but still found nothing.

Wei Zhao was disappointed.

Then I didn't know what to think of, and said with a smile: "If the envoy of Beiyan sees his prince like this, will he be even more annoyed?"

Changsun Ke said: "I'm just investigating the case with due diligence."

Wei Zhao sighed: "There is really nothing abnormal on the body. After you say that Yan Hong is really me, right?"

"If you can't find clues on the body, then start from other places. Whether it's you or not, it can't be you."

"You're right. I was thinking that if Wan Yanhong committed suicide, judging from the scene in Meiyuan, the murderer could not have escaped on the spot. Then the murderer must have been among us at the time. Or, with the escaped Mei Yu It's about it."

"The news of Wanyan Hong's departure to return to the country has already been sent back to Beiyan. An envoy has set out from Beiyan's capital and is waiting at the border. The deputy envoy has sent back the news of Wanyanhong's death. Within half a month, there will be an envoy from Beiyan. The emperor gave me half a month to solve the case."

"Master Supervisor, may I participate in this case."

Changsun Ke glanced at him and said, "Mr. Wei is participating, isn't he?"

Wei Zhao's eyes lit up immediately: "Thank you, Mr. Supervisor!"

·

Palace Yongning Palace.

Xu time has passed, and only the main hall of the bedroom is holding lights.Empress Wei Shuning knelt in front of the case and quietly copied Buddhist scriptures.The orange candlelight reflected his plain face, gentle and serene.The palace lady Fan'er came in from outside the hall and whispered: "The princess has fallen asleep, and the mother is looking after her."

"Ah."

Fan'er glanced out, and said again: "Your servant just heard from little Mozi that the emperor has gone to Qionghua Palace."

Wei Shuning's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and the ink left a thick spot on the rice paper.Her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she said 'hmm', and continued to copy, her eyes pious.

Fan'er, however, seemed to be a little anxious: "Your Majesty, a few days ago Concubine Feng Gui was diagnosed with a happy pulse, and the Emperor was very happy..."

"The royal heirs are endless, the emperor should be happy."

"Your Majesty, you know that this is not what this servant is talking about. Your Majesty has been married to the emperor for ten years, and she has only Princess Changle under her knees. She was born in the prince's mansion that year. Since then, there has been no movement in this stomach of your Majesty. Just look at it. The empress is the queen of the middle palace, if there is no prince by her side, I'm afraid..."

"The daughter of Concubine Feng's merchant family was just a concubine in the prince's mansion back then. If she hadn't given birth to the prince later, she would not have the status she has today. Relying on the emperor's favor, she became more and more arrogant and domineering. It's good for your empress not to win over the emperor's heart , but closed the door at home, copying scriptures and chanting Buddha every day."

Wei Shuning put down her pen and sighed: "Okay, Faner, she has always had that temper. Besides, there are so many concubines in this palace, and she is not the only one who gave birth to a prince. If we all have to worry about it, the days will be short." Do you want to pass it?"

Fan'er said: "But what happened to the third young master, the servant girl wondered if the emperor might have angered the empress."

Wei Shuning smiled, and said: "The emperor can vent his anger, but we can't hold resentment. He is the king, we are the ministers. Not to mention that this matter was caused by Ah Zhao. But last night the emperor didn't summon Hong Supervisor, I am a little surprised."

Shan'er said: "Your Majesty, this case is now being handed over to the Nanfu, the third young master thinks it's unfair."

Wei Shuning nodded: "I hope so. It's getting late, you go down and get ready, I'm going to bed."

After the fan was withdrawn, Wei Shuning got up and enshrined the copied Buddhist scriptures in front of the Buddha statue.She knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha, held a Buddhist bead that had been worn on her chest in the palm of her hand, closed her hands, and prayed very devoutly in front of the Buddha.

"Everything is Shuning's fault. If you want to punish, you must punish Shuning alone. I pray that the Buddha will bless Ah Zhao to survive this disaster safely, and protect the Wei family from being safe and peaceful... My Buddha..."

Looking at the Buddhist bead in her hand, Wei Shuning's mood was flustered for a moment. She hurriedly restrained her mind, chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, and dispelled the unknown thoughts deep in her heart.