Placid Chang'an

Su Cen came out of the dungeon and stood by the lake for a while before recovering.

"Are you all right?" Qi Lin was worried about him, and followed him all the time. Now that his face was not so ugly, he asked.

"That man is a lunatic." Su Cen pursed her lips.

Song Fan is a lunatic, utterly insane, hopeless, he didn't realize it so deeply when he was forced to play those desperate games with him, and even poisoned him, but those few words today Let his hairs stand on his head, and he will feel cold in his heart.

"You can't believe a word of a lunatic." Su Cen lowered his head and said silently, not knowing whether to tell Qi Lin or himself.

For the next day, Su Cen was dizzy in his mind. He told himself repeatedly that it was because of his physical exhaustion yesterday, so he simply locked himself in Li Shi's bedroom and buried himself in a deep sleep.The more he slept, the clearer he became in his mind, he chewed through the words Song Fan said word by word, and finally almost believed that what the lunatic said might be true.

Left and right could not fall asleep, so Su Cen jumped out of bed and went to Li Shi for verification.

I never thought that Huang Mian would cut me off halfway.

Su Cen never asked Huang Mian how he knew he was in Xingqing Palace, as soon as they met, he knew what this man was here for.

Sure enough, Huang Mian almost didn't dare to look Su Cen in the eyes, avoiding his eyes and whispered: "Brother Su, I don't want to investigate this case anymore, I want to withdraw it."

Su Cen looked at Huang Mian, unexpected but reasonable.

Huang Mian went on to say: "One of you is the young master of Houfu who has the iron certificate of Danshu, and the other has the support of Xingqing Palace, but what does our Huang family have, we can't afford to offend any of you. Anyway, Wan'er is also missing. After a long time, it is unlikely that Song Fan will survive if he falls into the hands of Song Fan. Even if the evidence is found, he will not be able to convict Song Fan. I am very sorry that I have involved Brother Su this time, and I have sent the gift of thanks to the mansion. This case...so be it."

Huang Mian took a deep breath, finished the words he had prepared before, and lowered his head to wait.

He was the one who wanted to investigate at the beginning, and now he was the one who wanted to withdraw the case. Su Cen had worked hard for so long, and almost lost his life, so he couldn't get too angry.Huang Mian was already prepared, no matter how bad Su Cen said for a while, he would admit it. He didn't want the other side to be silent for a long time, and finally just nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Huang Mian raised his head and looked at Su Cen: "Don't you blame me for not doing anything?"

"Everyone has his own fate, as long as you have a clear conscience." Su Cen's tone was indifferent, as if this matter really had nothing to do with him.

Huang Mian gritted his teeth, and for so many years, only in the two days he followed Su Cen did he feel that he had lived like a human being, but unfortunately, this person was like a flower growing on a high wall. You can only look up, and after climbing two feet, you will understand how much you can't control yourself.

Some words got stuck in his throat, but they were swallowed in the end. Huang Mian cupped his hands at Su Cen: "Farewell."

"Wait." Su Cen said suddenly.

Huang Mian stopped immediately, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Cen said, "Miss Huang's pair of earrings, can you give them to me?"

Huang Mian frowned slightly: "You want Wan'er's earrings? What do you want to do with them?"

Su Cen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, since you have withdrawn the case, Dali Temple will not take care of this matter anymore, I just want to keep it as a souvenir."

Huang Mian felt sad, maybe it was because he withdrew the case that the famous Master Su had the first unsolved case in his life, it was reasonable for him to leave some warnings for himself and not talk to people like himself in the future among.

Wan'er's relic was not only this one, he took out the pair of emerald jade earrings from his bosom after thinking for a while and handed them to Su Cen, then turned and left without hesitating.

Su Cen stared at the pair of earrings for a long time, and turned around when Huang Mian's figure was no longer in sight. He saw Li Shi standing not far away looking at him for an unknown amount of time.

Unlike him eavesdropping and eavesdropping, this man stood behind him and listened openly, not even bothering to cover up.

Su Cen stared blankly at the pair of emerald jade earrings. This person had seen all her life's desperation, so she couldn't help but smile wryly, "I'm the only one left in this case now."

"Still checking?"

Su Cen nodded: "For a human life, you need to see people when you live, and you need to see corpses when you die."

Li Shi didn't say much, and opened his hand to Su Cen: "Let's go."

Su Cen stepped forward to hold it, and said as he walked, "It's just that, I have something to ask you too," sticking it to Li Shi's ear as if to say something personal, but what came out was: "You find a safe place, I'll take care of you." I have something to tell you."

Xingqing Palace is already heavily guarded, Su Cen still needs to find a safe place, that should indeed be a very urgent matter.

The two simply returned to the bedroom, Li Shiping withdrew everyone, and closed the door, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like the two of them were going to promiscuously again.

Su Cen opened his mouth and asked, "Did the late emperor leave any illegitimate children when he was alive?"

Li Shi frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Will you tell me first?"

Li Shining frowned and thought for a while, "When he was in office, I was mostly at the border, so we weren't very close. He is suspicious by nature, so maybe he won't be known."

Su Cen pursed her lips, and then said the thoughts that had troubled her all day: "I doubt... Song Fan is not just the little prince of the Houfu."

Li Shi looked up at him.

Su Cen honestly said his thoughts: "I went to see him in the prison just now, and he said that a child robbed him of everything. If I remember correctly, the deceased young master of Ding'an Hou's mansion should be more expensive than him." Big, since he has become a noble, he is not considered a child. Besides, if the previous young master had not died, Song Fan would not have been able to inherit the title even if he was born in the Marquis's mansion since he was a child. .”

"Besides, I always feel that what he said was intended for me. I should know the well-clothed and well-fed man he said."

And the last sentence Song Fan said at that time seemed to confirm it. Although he tried his best to interrupt, those words still reached his ears verbatim.

"Can you hug me too" - in public, he has never hugged anyone else, except on the night of the New Year's Eve, when he hugged... the little emperor.

Li Shi completed what he dared not say: "You suspect that he is Li Xun's illegitimate son, and the child who stole everything from him is Zhuo'er."

Even though he had repeated it hundreds of times in his heart, Su Cen still trembled a little when someone said it at first. He lowered his eyelids to cover up the tremor in his eyes, "I can't think of any other explanation than that."

"Leaving a wild species outside, he was afraid of being ridiculed by the world, so he was fostered in the Hou's mansion with the iron certificate of Danshu, to keep him safe and sound for the rest of his life, but also to cut off his idea of ​​recognizing his ancestors and returning to his clan. It really seems like what Li Xun can do. from."

"But I think Song Fan doesn't seem to be content with it," Su Cen told Li Shi about the fight between Song Fan and Huang Mian in the Xingqing Palace and what happened on Yuanxi night. "He has a whole body." But he never showed his kung fu to the outside world. He lingered in the fireworks and willow alley every day to confuse his eyes. Lantern, and he also, and..."

And followed them all the way...

Su Cen couldn't help being afraid when he thought about it, every move they made on the street that night was watched by someone with a heart, and besides the four of them, there was only one eunuch Yan Fu left, who knew kung fu. No, if Song Fan really chose to do it at that time, the dynasty might change now.

When he returned to Xingqing Palace with the little emperor in his arms, Song Fan was still following him. Although the streets were noisy at that time, Qi Lin's high skill did not notice him. This Song Fan's kung fu must be comparable to Qi Lin's. up and down.

Then when Song Fan attacked him at night in Dali Temple, Qu Ling'er really missed that sword, or... did he deliberately spare his life?

Li Shi said: "I'll investigate this matter, you don't want to interfere anymore."

Su Cen nodded, it was related to their royal affairs, and he shouldn't have interfered in the first place.But I still can't help asking: "If he is really the late emperor's illegitimate son, what are you going to do?"

Li Shi propped his forehead and pressed the center of his brows, "If he can keep himself safe, he can continue to be his little prince, but if not..."

"If not, how would you treat it?" Will he attack his own nephew?

Li Shi smiled noncommittal: "Since you told me everything, it's all up to me."

Su Cen nodded. This is true. He knew that once this matter was leaked out and used by someone with a heart, the consequences would be disastrous, so he only trusted Li Shi, and he would only tell Li Shi the matter.

"Then Song Fan should be put back?" Su Cen asked.

Li Shi raised his eyebrows: "Have you calmed down?"

Su Cen curled her lips: "In case your uncle and nephew recognize each other one day, and then blame me for being an outsider, where can I go to reason?"

Li Shi laughed, "Then keep shutting it down until you are satisfied."

Song Fan was really locked up for three days before being sent back. When he was sent back to Ding'anhou's Mansion, he did as Song Yi said, and he was going to breathe a sigh of relief.Song Yi didn't dare to say a word, and carried him back to the mansion. In order to prevent anyone from coming to ask questions, he closed the door to thank guests for several days.

Huang Mian withdrew the case, so naturally he couldn't use the people from Dali Temple to investigate. If Song Fan couldn't get involved, Su Cen could only find another way.After waiting in the office, Su Cen found the pawn shop that Huang Mian had mentioned before, and slapped the emerald jade earrings on the counter: "I want a pawn."

The pawnshop clerk took it up and looked at it for a while, then took it inside and asked someone to look at it. After a while, a man came out from the inner compartment. He looked like a person in charge, looked at Su Cen, and said calmly: " Ten taels of silver."

"Ten taels?" Su Cen pretended to be surprised, "Why don't you grab it?" He stretched out his hand, "Give it back to me, I'm wrong!"

The shopkeeper of the pawnshop sneered, and returned the emerald jade earrings to Su Cen, "Then you might as well take a look around, it's all the same market, we are a hundred-year-old store, if you change it elsewhere, I'm afraid it won't give you ten taels. "

Su Cen took the earrings and left angrily, then turned to a teahouse and ordered a pot of tea.

When the tea was almost finished, Su Cen turned back again, her eyebrows drooped, she looked quite pitiful as if she had been hit.

The shopkeeper secretly laughed for a long time, and said earnestly: "I told you, if you still don't believe me, why don't you make a trip for nothing."

Holding the emerald jade earrings, Su Cen was very reluctant, and begged: "Can you give me more, I finally stole them from home, and you can't give me enough to drink a meal of flower wine."

The shopkeeper stroked his mustache and said with a smile: "Little brother, to tell you the truth, this earring came out of my shop. The last one who came to pawn it was the same as you. After a long circle, I still chose it." Here I am, this is already the kindest thing I have given.”

Su Cen was waiting for this sentence, and raised his lips with a smile: "Then what did the last pawn look like?"

The shopkeeper of the pawnshop had a serious look on his face, and withdrew his hand, "If you don't deserve it, then leave."

Su Cen sat down leisurely, "Believe it or not, I beat the gongs and drums to spread the word as soon as I went out. The pawnshops around here are all opened by you. They are not used to collect things, but to suppress prices in concert. It is convenient for you to take back good things at a low price and sell them at a high price!"

"You," the shopkeeper shook his fingertips, "Are you here to mess things up?!"

"That's not true." Su Cen squinted and smiled, pinching the pair of emerald jade earrings and said, "Tell me who was the last person who came here to pawn this thing, and I'll leave right away, and I won't bother you in the future."

The shopkeeper's beard trembled angrily, and he flicked his sleeves after a long while, "It's been too long, I can't remember what a person looks like, but I remember a tall man, covered tightly, with a lump on the second joint of the index finger of his right hand. A cocoon."

"Cocoons?" Su Cen lowered his eyes and asked, "Is there any more?"

"It's gone, it's gone," the shopkeeper waved his hand angrily, "It happened half a year ago, who can remember?"

"Thank you very much." Su Cen smiled, got up and left, turned around and ran to the Jingzhao Yamen next door to report the case, and sued all the pawnshops on this street.