Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"So, after you noticed something strange, you rescued the victimized woman and made the truth known to the world..."

"I disappoint you. That night I sneaked into the mourning hall and made some disturbances. After being noticed by the relatives of the deceased, I was knocked out and hung on a tree. When I was released, the woman had already been murdered. After I reported to the government, I insisted on opening the coffin for an autopsy. The government couldn’t resist my soft-heartedness, so I went to investigate. The result was that the woman had died, but I reported to the false official and was beaten with sticks. I broke my leg, and it took me a long time to recover from my injury and return to the capital, but I was beaten again within a few days."

"So the case is left as it is, you... um..."

"My lord, hold on, I'm talking with you to distract you, so don't think about the pain."

"Uh……"

When Steward Liu returned to the posthouse, he happened to hear the conversation between the two outside the door. He felt that Xiao Beicheng's voice was not quite right. After thinking about it, he pushed the door open and entered.

I saw Xiao Beicheng lying on his back on the soft couch with his upper body bare, his hands tightly grasping the armrests, his joints turned white, and he let Jiang Yanqing stab a three or four inch long needle into his left chest, frowning and pursing his eyes. His lips endured the pain until the other party pulled the long needle away from his body before he let out a breath.

"My lord, you..."

Obviously stunned by this scene, Steward Liu was speechless.

And Xiao Beicheng just pressed the wound with the bandage that Dr. Jiang handed over, and shook his head disapprovingly.

"It's okay, what's the noise outside, it's disturbing the king's mind."

"I heard that the shopkeeper is punishing those maids who didn't take good care of Mr., you..."

"It's enough to punish them for so long, let them go."

Steward Liu still stood still, knowing that he was frightened, Xiao Beicheng said again: "It's nothing to make a fuss about, it's just healing."

"Whose disease is being cured?"

"This king's heart disease."

Hearing his words, Steward Liu regretted asking too much, turned around and left angrily, Jiang Yanqing caught a glimpse of his reaction, carefully put the blood from his heart into a porcelain bottle, and asked, "Don't you want to persuade me?"

"He is a sensible person, so why should I persuade him. When he doesn't want to understand, it's useless to explain it. Only when he thinks it through himself can he calm down."

Xiao Beicheng lifted up a corner of the bandage, and seeing that the wound hadn't stopped bleeding, he pressed it back, and said weakly, "How this case will end depends entirely on whether Ziyou can wake up."

"I understand that as long as he is alive, no amount of debts can be written off. But if there is something wrong with him, the prince will ask for an explanation even if he turns Jiangnan upside down."

"How many clues do you have?"

"Not too much, not too little. I know they are worried that more and more women who died in vain will attract the attention of the court, so they began to reach out to men. In the days to come, pay more attention to those who are not high-status, nor How can you be an ordinary person?"

"According to what you said, in the later stage, their killing behavior has been restrained, and they are more inclined to use drugs to put the victim into a state of suspended animation, so that after a shady marriage is over, they can still dig out the dead from the grave. Victims, then rationed to other dead."

"That's right, the reason why we didn't kill them was to ensure the freshness of the 'corpse'. Their act of procuring yin marriages is tantamount to selling corpses. Naturally, those who have just died and look good can be sold. Good price. After the yin marriage is over, they will soon retrieve the victims who took medicine to feign death, so as not to suffocate them in the coffin. In this way, I have a clever plan to wait for rabbits."

Xiao Beicheng put on his coat, thinking that Dr. Jiang's method was exactly what he wanted to try, but at the same time he had to face another problem.

"When I rescued Ziyou, I was shocked. Except for the servants of the Ning Mansion, the matchmaker and the prisoner who arranged the shady marriage escaped. I'm afraid they won't appear around here again in the short term."

"Have you heard a word, my lord?" Dr. Jiang smiled meaningfully, and it seemed that he had already made plans, "There must be a brave man under a heavy reward..."

In the next few days, Xiao Beicheng guarded Junziyou every step of the way. As soon as Wen Chu's investigation was completed, he would organize it into a file and send it to him. In order to find out the case, the Jiangling government office also contributed a lot.

But Ning Yuanbao had passed away more than half a month ago, and it was not easy to find out the details at that time. Even the witnesses had forgotten the situation at that time, which brought the case to an impasse.

Just when Ning Daren felt sorry for his beloved son at the mortuary home, and boldly wanted to ask Xiao Beicheng for a favor to let Ning Yuanbao be buried as soon as possible, there was a bad news from the posthouse, saying that he almost married his son The husband and wife are very sick and have been in a coma, and they can't even take half a mouthful of medicine.

King Jin lost his best friend and was devastated. The poor man suffered from an incurable disease at a young age. He was lonely and died in a foreign land. He didn't even have anyone who could accompany him. He would like to pay a lot of money to hire a girl of similar age to marry him .It doesn't matter if you wait a few more years, as long as you can take good care of him when you get down there.

Now King Jin bends the law for personal gain, guarding himself and stealing has become a topic of discussion in the streets and alleys of Jiangling.Some people accused King Jin of doing such a low-level thing as a member of the clan and royal family, which was a waste of the emperor's love for him. But it is also extenuating.

Someone else said: "You can hear the crying of the prince when you pass by the post house. He is too precious to be a good friend. He is lonely if he doesn't want his friend to go down."

"Isn't that right? I heard that King Jin has a penchant for masculinity. He fell in love with a man to death several years ago. It's a pity that he is also a short-lived ghost. He didn't live long. It was not easy for King Jin to escape from the shadows. It’s a big blow to come out and fall in love with another one, but this one can’t survive.”

After hearing these rumors, Shen Ci felt that the people around him didn't know that what they said was clearly a person, and now he was lying in the post house and fell asleep day and night, and he didn't know if he could wake up.

Seeing his complicated expression, he knew that he was thinking wildly again. Xiao Beicheng raised his leg and kicked him, and Shen Ci howled at the top of his voice again. He let the passers-by outside hear him, thinking it was King Jin thinking of him again. Sad, I couldn't control my emotions and started to cry, I sighed in my heart that the prince is really a person who values ​​love and righteousness...

Wen Chu felt that this method was unreliable, he always winked at people, but he didn't dare to tell the truth, and when Xiao Beicheng stared at him, he only dared to giggle a few times "hehe".

After a few days like this, no one came to the door, Jiang Yanqing was a little impatient, so she persuaded Xiao Beicheng to release the news that Jun Ziyou had passed away, and said that he can take both men and women, as long as they are about the same age.Even if he is still alive, King Jin is willing to pay for food and drink as offerings, as long as he remembers to offer a stick of incense to his deceased husband every day, and he will be buried with him in the same cave after death.

The generous treatment will not only make the murderer want to move, but also attract the coveted eyes of many lazy people. The white list was torn up by people on the day it was posted, and those who came to sign up were holding a piece of it that was about to crumble. Shredding the paper, I can't wait to rush to the front of the coffin to kowtow three times and shout "Husband!".

Xiao Beicheng always hated this kind of scene, he procrastinated and refused to go out to meet people, Jiang Yanqing persuaded: "My lord, people have already arrived at your door, if you don't go and see for yourself, how will you know who is the one who hurt Mr. Where is the real culprit? This is also for the good of the husband, so please feel wronged, go and have a look."

After convincing him, Jiang Yanqing asked a maid to dab some rouge on the corners of the man's eyes, as if he had been crying for days and nights.

As soon as they went out, the crowd exploded when they saw King Jin, rushing forward one by one, shouting bold words like "My lord! I would like to marry you!"

"Get out! Which dog thief is cursing the king's early death, are you tired of living!"

Now the people calmed down, looking at King Jin eagerly, they didn't dare to say anything.

Shen Ci moved a table and chair for someone, and Jiang Yanqing limped and sat next to Xiao Beicheng, watching him look at the person in front of him with disdain, feeling a little confused.

Xiao Beicheng lit a cigarette, leaned on the back of his chair, squinted at the man in front of him, and asked, "What's his name?"

"Hey hey, back to the lord, my name is Li Ergou, I'm thirty this year, I want to be a wife for the sick master, do you think so?"

"30 is too old."

Seeing that he was dissatisfied, Shen Ci cleared his throat and presided over, "The prince said that you are too old, so you don't want to go out soon. Next!"

The next person who came in was a short and fat woman. Just as she walked through the door, Xiao Beicheng waved her hands in disgust, and asked Shen Ci to send her out without saying a word.

He was dissatisfied with several of them, either "too ugly", or "not suitable for age", "unsuitable appearance", "too low education", "not educated".

Jiang Yanqing said in her heart that your request has caught up with the selection of concubines in the palace. Seeing that the applicants were kicked out one by one, she was also anxious.

"My lord, don't you really think that you are looking for a wife for your husband? It's almost enough. You want to lure the snake out of the hole, but you don't really find someone to serve him. Besides... don't you still live well? "

Xiao Beicheng ignored him, gave him a glance and then picked up the cat, smoking a cigarette and picking up the cat. Most of the people who came in would be sent out with his hand without even looking at them.

Unable to see what was going on in his mind, Jiang Yanqing could only bite the bullet and wait until the sun was about to set, and there were only a few people left in the long queue, so Xiao Beicheng put down the teacup, Corrected the sitting posture.

The last person who came in was an old woman with a bent back and a wrinkled face. She walked unsteadily on crutches, which was really worrying.

Jiang Yanqing covered her face, thinking that there are young and good-looking people in front of you, you don't want to wait until the last half-old mistress, King Jin, do you have some hobbies that you can't explain clearly?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking: "Grandma, you are already at your age, so don't join in the fun. Our husband is a year away from you. You should go back and take care of yourself."

Putting her hands behind her ears, the old woman shouted loudly, "What are you talking about? Are you looking for a young man in his 20s? Yes, yes, my wife, I have a grandson and a granddaughter, almost, almost. "

Xiao Beicheng leaned forward slightly, and did not raise his voice because of the old woman's deafness, "Dare to ask how old is the old man's grandson, what does he look like, and how well educated he is?"

"Ah? What are you talking about? The old woman's son and daughter-in-law are gone. There is only one grandson and one granddaughter. The grandson is sick and can't get up. The granddaughter is taking care of her at home and is also sick. We have no money for treatment. After a long time, the doctor said that there is no cure, I can only wait for death... Otherwise, you can take both poor children and let them eat and drink something good before going on the road, please. !"

After listening to the old woman's narration, before Xiao Beicheng could react, he heard someone beside him sniffling and crying.

Looking back, Jiang Yanqing, who was too involved in the drama, and Shen Ci, who was pure-hearted, were already in tears.