I am the county magistrate in Daming

The story spread from the mouth of a businessman named Sun Tingshen.

Huzhou relies on sericulture for a living, and nearly [-]% of the silk tribute to the palace every year comes from Huzhou.Among them, Anji County is the most famous.

Every household in Anji County has more or less connections with silkworms. It can be said that silkworms are part of their lives.Therefore, the people of Anji County do not worship the Avalokitesvara Buddha or Taoist Laojun as other Difans, but worship the "Silkworm Goddess".

Regarding the "Silkworm God Empress", there are different opinions from officials and folks.During the time of the Five Emperors, Xuanyuan married the daughter of the Xiling clan, named Concubine Yuan.Concubine Yuan was the first person to raise silkworms artificially, so she was called "the first silkworm of Lei Zu".As Emperor Xuanyuan's concubine, Leizu's background and status were naturally extremely high.The government built Leizu temples in various places to pray for good weather.

However, Leizu's status is too high, and it is even more unattainable after being mythical. The common people don't like such a person as the silkworm goddess, and the people of Anji County are more willing to believe in the "Silkworm Flower Empress".According to legend, she came from the folk. Unlike Leizu, Empress Canhua did not blindly bless her people.

Reward the good with glory and wealth, and punish the evil with a happy death.

Empress Silkworm Flower transformed from silkworms, not only guarding the farmers who raise silkworms, but also guarding her "silkworm people".Once a farmer disrespects the silkworm, Empress Canhua will transform into a ghost and demand the life of the silkworm farmer.

According to Sun Tingshen, this family surnamed Wu provoked the revenge of Empress Canhua because they killed ten baskets of silkworms.

"Where there are ghosts and gods in the world, they are all scary." Mu Qingtian frowned, "The excuse of using 'silkworm god to kill people' is just to cover up the crime."

People who kill people will be punished, but ghosts who kill people will not have any impact.

"What Qingqing said is very true." Zhu Jingshou pulled out his hand and clasped Mu Qingtian's hand instead, clasping his fingers together.

"The people in the Anji county government office are quite smart, and they didn't believe the silkworm god's murderous nonsense. But after a long investigation, there is no clue at all."

Mu Qingtian narrowed his eyes and said, "I think that Sun Tingshen is very suspicious."

It was he who spread the news that Silkworm God killed people. If he was the murderer, this trick of "stealing the sky and changing the sun" is indeed good, and it has diverted the attention of the government very well.

"As expected of this king's concubine."

Mu Qingtian still wanted to resist, but when he thought of the "discussion" just now, he immediately became discouraged.Forget it, the princess is the princess, he said go to the left, how dare Zhu Jingshou go to the right?

"This king also thinks that Sun Tingshen is suspicious. After interrogating him, I found that he was not in Anji County at all during those few days. Naturally, it is impossible to kill someone."

"Tch." Mu Qingtian disdainfully.I thought it was the murderer, but I didn't expect it to be a rumor/rumor.

If Sun Tingshen hadn't added oil and vinegar, the case might have been solved soon, and it wouldn't have developed into what it is now, and even alarmed Zhu Youtang.

"That's right." Mu Qingtian turned over and leaned on Zhu Jingshou's shoulder, with his feet drooping by the bed.

Zhu Jingshou didn't agree very much, he stretched out his long arms to hold his white and smooth feet, and was about to stuff them back under the quilt.

"Hee hee." Mu Qingtian intentionally teased Zhu Jingshou, but he avoided it and stepped on the back of Zhu Jingshou's hand.

"Aren't you bothering me?" Zhu Jingshou was not polite, he pressed Mu Qingtian's waist and scratched it gently.

"Hey, it's getting cold."

"It's too stuffy." Mu Qingtian felt uncomfortable all over, and he just didn't want to cover himself with the quilt anymore.

Zhu Jingshou knew that he couldn't be idle, so he thought of a way to let Mu Qingtian sit on his lap, put his feet on his feet, and keep warm.

"Hiss, it's really hot." Mu Qingtian stepped on it with both feet and sighed comfortably.

Zhu Jingshou smirked and said, "There are hotter ones, doesn't Qingqing know?"

Mu Qingtian rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Yes, they are hot and thin, but they are not embroidery needles after being burned by fire."

The two quarreled for a while, and finally got back to the topic.

"What did Qingqing want to ask just now?"

Mu Qingtian recalled: "Huzhou is not close to Shuntian Mansion, how did this matter reach the emperor's ears?"

For a small murder case to be reported to the palace, it is natural that someone is behind the scenes to fuel the flames.

"Aiqing, do you have instructions from the Heavenly Book?" Zhu Youtang leaned on the golden dragon chair, just after taking the elixir, his eyes were blurred.

Li Guang knelt down in fear, trembling and speechless for a long time.

Zhu Youtang was already tired of his appearance, and said angrily: "What did the book say!"

The golden dragon returns to its place, and the hundred ghosts go out.

In layman's terms, Zhu Youtang, the golden dragon, is about to leave his body and ascend to immortality. Without the suppression of the golden dragon, the evil spirits in the world will come out to make trouble one after another.

"The killing of the silkworm god in Huzhou is a sign of the golden dragon's ascension."

"The silkworm god kills people?" Zhu Youtang sat up while supporting the dragon's head, and said ruthlessly, "I am the Son of Heaven, so I can't hold back a little silkworm god?"

"Tell the prefect of Huzhou to check it out for me!!"

"Yes." Li Guang was about to step back when Zhu Youtang said again.

"Wait a minute. Besides Silkworm God, what else did the book say?"

Li Guang stepped forward on his knees and said in fear: "The emperor forgives the crime, but the minister's morality is still shallow, and he can only see the superficial."

Dragon Pavilion.

Zhu Jingshou leaned on the golden dragon chair, thinking about "Dragon Pavilion".Li Guang said that he vaguely saw a cloud-shrouded pavilion in the book of heaven, perhaps this is the key to deciphering the return of the golden dragon.

The prefect of Huzhou was so frightened when he received the imperial decree that he immediately sent someone to Anji County to inquire.The strange thing is that no matter how I searched, I couldn't find a clue.He heard that King Qing was in Suzhou, so he lowered his face and asked the prefect of Suzhou.

Zhu Jingshou went to Huzhou precisely for the "silkworm god murder" case.

"Impossible." Mu Qingtian frowned, "There are so many people going to check, they will definitely be able to find out."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jingshou shook his head and said, "This matter is very difficult. If I hadn't heard that something happened to you, I might have to stay in Huzhou for a while longer."

The body was not claimed, and no one was reported missing in Anji County, so there was no way to start.

"Are you going to Huzhou again after that?" Mu Qingtian said with some reluctance.He found that since he walked through the gate of hell, he seemed to rely on Zhu Jingshou even more.

"En." Zhu Jingshou took a comb from the bedside, combed Mu Qingtian's hair softly, as if treating the best treasure in the world.

"But not now, when you recover from illness."

He didn't dare to leave Mu Qingtian's side again, neither the gods nor the King of Hades could take Mu Qingtian away from him.

Keep it up, and soon the day Mu Qingtian agreed with the mysterious man will arrive.

Mu Qingtian leaned against the window with his chin propped up, and said out of boredom, "Look at Cui Han, doesn't he look like a headless chicken?"

Zhu Jingshou walked over with a smile, pushed open the other half of the window, and said, "It's quite similar."

Cui Baitu didn't know that he was described as a fly by his adults, and he was still wandering around in the garden at this time, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, those who didn't know thought he was a ghost.

He had heard about Liaodong, but he didn't know that Yan Xunli had such a miserable life experience.After confessing that day, he was in a complicated mood. He was about to leave when he heard Yan Xunli say.

"I know that I will die, but Cui Han is innocent, please treat him kindly."

"Yan has done many evils in his life, but he only loved Cui Han. Maybe this is the punishment from heaven, I admit it."

Cui Han's heart was beating like thunder, and he couldn't stand still for a while, so he could only take two steps back to support the table next to him, panting hard.

Before he had time to see Yan Xunli for the last time, Yan Xunli was escorted down the mountain and locked in the Chongming County Prison, where he was not allowed to visit the prison for non-essential matters.

Master Mu said that he would consider it before convicting Yan Xunli, but no matter how he thought about it, colluding with bandits and kidnapping officials were capital crimes of beheading.

Cui Han wanted to see Yan Xunli, but he spurned his own kindness.Yan Xunli deserves to die, he lied to himself so hard, he deserves to die.

Only loved Cui Han...

Yan Xunli's words kept circling in his mind, as well as the bits and pieces between him and Ayan in the past.Cui Han wanted to force himself to forget it, but when he remembered it, it was so clear, as if it was yesterday.

"It's so pitiful." Mu Qingtian sighed.

It is unreasonable for men to be together with men. Several famous gentlemen with broken sleeves in ancient times, such as Mi Zixia, no longer won Wei Linggong's favor after old age and fading. Those who taste my remaining peaches."

Being able to be with Zhu Jingshou has feelings, coincidences and providence.If Zhu Jingshou doesn't persist, if he doesn't wake up, he will die without a problem.

"Does Qingqing want to help him?" Zhu Jingshou thought for a moment, walked up to Mu Qingtian, and embraced him towards him.

"Forget it." Mu Qingtian shook his head and said seriously: "I don't know what kind of person Yan Xunli is, if I rushed to help, I might have hurt Cui Han."

It's "I don't want to harm Cui Han", not "I don't want to help".

Zhu Jingshou Yueran said: "Yan Xunli came from a good background. Before the accident, he was the eldest son of Yan. The Yan family has been generals for generations, and the family tradition is clear."

The little prince has been a little restless recently, if Yan Xunli can be allowed to play, it will greatly increase the winning rate.

After hearing Zhu Jingshou's words, Mu Qingtian was a little moved.If Yan Xunli's nature is not bad, entrusting Cui Han to him might not be a good choice.

"help!"

Cui Han was wondering whether he should go to Mu Qingtian to intercede.He now knows that the bearded man who has been following Mr. Mu turned out to be the famous King Qing, and the relationship between Mr. Mu and King Qing...

Yan Xunli kidnapped Lord Mu, King Qing would definitely not let him off lightly.Thinking of Yan Xunli's tragic situation on the mountain, he couldn't help but shiver.Could it be that he could only watch Yan Xunli die?

"Master Cui."

Cui Han had something on his mind, so he was taken aback suddenly. Looking back, he found Mu Qingtian lying by the window smiling brightly, and waving at him while laughing.

King Qing was also beside him.

Cui Han was terrified, he hurriedly saluted Mu Qingtian, and then ran away without looking back.

Mu Qingtian looked back at Zhu Jingshou sadly, and said, "You scared him away."

Zhu Jingshou was innocent and said, "He ran away by himself, what does it have to do with me?"

Cui Han didn't dare to stay in the county office, for fear of being caught by King Qing, he went out for a stroll, and then came to the bean curd stall in Nanshi.

"Hey, Master Cui, you are brave."

"Isn't this Master Cui? Come in and have a seat and eat two plates of beef."

The people in Nanshi became more attentive to Cui Han, just because Cui Han also had a part in the story of suppressing bandits.The scholar wrote him as Mu Qingtian's right-hand man and a great hero in suppressing the bandits.

"You've been gone for a few days, and Miss Ayan didn't come either."

"Why, Miss Ayan didn't come with you?"

The scenery is still the same, but it is a pity that things are different.A Yan's bean curd stand is still there, unchanged at all, and even cleaned by kind people, just waiting for her to come back.

Cui Han's nose felt sore, he flipped a stool and sat down.

No one made tofu curds for him anymore, added a lot of crushed peanuts and sugar for him, smiled at him, and told him not to eat so eagerly.

The owner of the stall next door saw Cui Han sitting motionless at the table, and came over with a bowl of bean curd.

"My lord, let's eat a bowl of tofu curd."

Cui Han raised his head in astonishment, then lost it—it wasn't Ayan.

Thinking about it, Yan Xunli was still locked up in the prison, how could he come here to make bean curd for him.

"Thank you." Cui Han forced a smile and dug a spoonful of bean curd into his mouth.

Before he could swallow it down, he stood up abruptly and caught up with the boss who had returned to his booth with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Who made this bean curd?"

Shocked by Cui Han's struggling expression, the boss stammered, "Hui, Mr. Hui, it was made by Caomin."

"Impossible!" Cui Han raised his voice.

He will never forget the taste of the bean curd made by Yan Xunli in his whole life, which is different from other's.

"More than ten days ago, Miss Ayan gave Caomin a recipe, saying that if I see you in the future, I will make bowls of bean curd for you to eat." The stall owner said quickly, and took out crumpled paper from his pocket.

"Look, the recipe."

With trembling hands, Cui Han took the note from the stall owner.It is indeed Yan Xunli's handwriting, but Juanxiu does not lose its strength.

Didn't Yan Xunli plan to imprison him on the mountain? Why did he leave the recipe of bean curd! !

"Hey, my lord! Douhua!!!" The stall owner was dumbfounded, raised his hand and shouted at Cui Han's back.

That bastard, idiot!Cui Han wiped away tears while running, clutching the note tightly in his hand.Whoever wants to eat bean curd made by others, he only needs to eat A Yan's bean curd!

When running across the corner of the alley, a ragged little beggar rushed out suddenly and bumped into Cui Han.

"Are you okay?" Cui Han rubbed his butt, stood up and wanted to help the little beggar.

Who knew that the little beggar glanced at him, turned around and ran away.

"Eh!"

The little beggar disappeared in a blink of an eye, Cui Han scratched his head, ignored him, and continued to rush to the county government office.

Mu Qingtian waited and waited, but there was no news from the mysterious person.

"You said, would he have noticed it?" Mu Qingtian said worriedly.

"Impossible." Zhu Jingshou said decisively, "Li Guang dared to prescribe you medicine in front of me, which shows that he is very confident in his medicine and thinks that we will never find an antidote."

"Then why hasn't he sent anyone?"

"do not move."

Zhu Jingshou looked at himself in the bronze mirror with braids all over his head, and said with a wry smile, "Qingqing, haven't you finished braiding yet?"

Mu Qingtian lifted a strand of his hair, neatly twisted it into a knot, and wrapped it around the other strand.

Zhu Jingshou knew from his movements that he hadn't finished braiding, so he could only shut up and continue to look at Mu Qingtian blurred in the bronze mirror.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of a poem.

Looking at the front and rear mirrors of the flower, the flower surface complements each other.In the bronze mirror, Mu Qingtian lowered his head slightly, and conscientiously tied his hair with a comb.And he was sitting in front of the dressing table, like a newlywed.It's nothing more than that.

"Qingqing, are you getting your hair tied?" Zhu Jingshou said.

"Huh?" Mu Qingtian raised his head and snorted.

"As a husband and wife, there is no doubt about love."

Mu Qingtian's hands paused, and a blush slowly crept up his cheeks.It's a pity that the bronze mirror is not clear enough to reflect the beauty of his face like the rising sun.

"Okay." He pretended to be calm, but his trembling voice betrayed him.

"What should I do?" I couldn't hide my joy.

First is hair.Mu Qingtian chose a strand of hair behind Zhu Jingshou's ear, which was close to her, and the two were intertwined without distinction.

Zhu Jingshou chuckled lightly and said, "Qingqing, haven't you tied the knot yet?"

Mu Qingtian was so ashamed that he raised his eyes and stared at Zhu Jingshou who was holding back his laughter in the bronze mirror.

"You talk too much, why don't you call me?"

Hair knotting is a very sacred ceremony in ancient times, which means that the husband and wife will always be united and inseparable.Mu Qingtian was very nervous, the busier he was, the more chaotic he became, and he couldn't tie a beautiful knot no matter what.

"Of course I want Qingqing to come to the department."

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Mu Qingtian finally tied the end of his hair with Zhu Jingshou's.

Zhu Jingshou picked up the scissors from the table and slowly handed them back to Mu Qingtian.After Mu Qingtian held the scissors firmly, he turned his back and took Mu Qingtian with him.

"You, don't move around!" Mu Qingtian swallowed, "Be careful."

Zhu Jingshou didn't care so much, he just felt distracted, and wished he could send it every day.

"Crack."

The fluttering hair was like catkins, shaking from side to side, falling from the air.Zhu Jingshou caught Jie's hair and pulled his hand back to his eyes.His hair was a little hard, and it hurt his hands, but Mu Qingtian's hair was very soft, and it never touched his fingers, as if it was sweeping over his heart.

He stared at his hand, palm up, and slowly spread it out.

The knot and hair lie quietly in the palm of the hand, intertwined and harmonious.

Mu Qingtian looked at Zhu Jingshou's stupefied look, feeling a little sour, and said, "Isn't it just the hair, what's so good about it." Does he look good?

Zhu Jingshou clasped his palms together, closed his eyes and pressed his knotted hair to his chest with a long sigh of relief.He, Zhu Jingshou, is so lucky to be able to have his beloved like Mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian was so jealous, she threw away Zhu Jingshou's braid, turned around and walked out of the room.

"You live your life with your hair!!!"

Zhu Jingshou laughed, and just about to stand up and go after Mu Qingtian to coax him, he heard Cui Han's panting voice.

"My... my lord." Cui Han was out of breath, and he was about to pout.

"Slow down!" Mu Qingtian hurried over to help him onto the stone bench, giving him comfort.

"Cough!" Zhu Jingshou frowned, looked at the two people in the courtyard through the window, and coughed hard.

Mu Qingtian was still jealous, ignored Zhu Jingshou at all, and even got closer to Cui Han, putting his hands on his back to comfort him, so intimate.

The lady who just finished her hair turned her head and went to get close to others, how could Zhu Jingshou accept it.He was about to walk out, but suddenly stopped when he was about to cross the steps.

Does he still have braids all over his head now?

On one side is a rival in love, on the other side is King Qing's majesty.Zhu Jingshou weighed and weighed again and again, then withdrew his foot.

Anyway, Cui Han was also the one who was suppressed by Yan Xunli, Mu Qingtian and him could not make any sparks together.Big deal, he went to rectify Xunli.

"Ah Choo." Yan Xunli in the prison sneezed.

"What's wrong with you? Have you been haunted?" Mu Qingtian asked.

Cui Han didn't care about complaining, he grabbed Mu Qingtian's wrist, and was about to kneel on the ground as he spoke.

"I beg my lord to be merciful, so that Yan Xunli will not die. I am willing to be an ox and a horse to repay my lord's kindness."

Mu Qingtian's eyelids kept twitching.

He hasn't helped yet, he co-authored his own master book and started a strategy by himself first?

Master Mu was upset, very upset.How could Cui Baitu belong to him, and before he even passed the door, his elbows started to turn outwards?

So he straightened his face and said deliberately: "Yan Xunli has committed too many crimes, and death is inevitable."

Cui Han's eyes immediately turned red, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to Mu Qingtian, saying, "Please forgive me, please forgive me."

Zhu Jingshou was also very curious, Cui Han was still struggling at noon, why did he change his sex all of a sudden?

"Okay, don't bring up this matter again." Mu Qingtian bared his teeth, "I think you have done a good job in suppressing the bandits, so you are allowed to visit the prisoner Yan."

Cui Han didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of making Mu Qingtian unhappy and implicating Yan Xunli by talking too much.

"Thank you sir."

Mu Qingtian held back his sour stomach, turned to look at the window, and found that Zhu Jingshou was smiling brightly at him.

Zhu Jingshou felt that he had really picked up a treasure, his Qingqing was so cute even when he was angry.

"Master Cui, please stay!" Mu Qingtian said suddenly.

"Huh? What else do you want, sir?" Cui Han thought that Mu Qingtian had changed his mind, so he ran over hurriedly, his eyes were bright, like a puppy.

"Hmm." Mu Qingtian cleared his throat.

"You have spent the longest time with Yan Xunli. I want to know more about Yan Xunli, so why not stay with you today."

Now it's time for Zhu Jingshou to drink sour vinegar.

"This..." I'm afraid it's not good?Cui Han frantically refused in his heart.

Zhu Jingshou's eyes seemed to spew out fire, as if Cui Han would spray him into ashes as soon as he agreed.

"Don't you want to save Yan Xunli?" Mu Qingtian bared his small canine teeth, "Perhaps Yan Xunli has something hidden, I might think about it after hearing about it."

"Okay! I'm going to sweep the couch now, my lord!"

Mu Qingtian nodded in satisfaction, shifted her gaze to Cui Han's waist, and asked, "What's that stuff in your purse?"

Cui Han was puzzled, picked up the purse, and found that there was actually a thin piece of paper stuck to it.

He tore off the paper and opened it, saw the words on it, and read it out.

"At midnight tonight, the earth temple outside the city, Shengmen."

The expressions of Mu Qingtian and Zhu Jingshou both changed.

The news of Li Guang came.

Mu Qingtian grabbed Cui Han's shoulder suddenly, and asked with stern eyes, "Where did this piece of paper come from?"

Cui Han was also very strange, he didn't know when there was an extra piece of paper in his purse.

Zhu Jingshou untied his hair and came out of the room, asking Cui Han in a deep voice, "Where did you go just now?"

Facing King Qing, Cui Han was still timid, and said respectfully and fearfully: "Your Majesty left the county government office and went to Nanshi."

But he didn't buy anything, he just ate a bowl of tofu curd, and immediately rushed back to the county office, definitely not more than half an hour in between.

"That's right!" Cui Han clapped his hands, "I bumped into a little beggar on the road."

"What beggars!" Mu Qingtian and Zhu Jingshou said in unison.

Cui Hanzhi took a small step back.

"I don't know, the little beggar suddenly rushed out of the alley, the official couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked to the ground."

Thinking about it now, it is indeed suspicious.I am afraid that the note was pasted on his purse at that time.

The author has something to say: It is the one who tries to drive my car and eats my peaches——"Han Feizi Says Difficulty"

Looking at the front and rear mirrors of the flower, the flower surface complements each other. ——Wen Tingyun

Formed as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection. ——Su Wu

small theater:

Zhu Jingshou: Qingqing is really skillful.

Mu Qingtian: That is.

Zhu Jingshou: After having a daughter, Qingqing can braid her hair every day.

沐青天：？？？感谢在2020-12-2221:03:28~2020-12-2322:22:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: _rachel_2;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: small fireworks above the head, 2 bottles of _rachel_;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!