Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

It was already evening when Jun Ziyou woke up, and when Xiao Beicheng came to see him, his mood had calmed down a lot, he was sitting among the piles of books with a bowl of still warm lotus root powder, eating while looking for something.

Seeing that he had recovered a lot compared to before, Xiao Beicheng was very relieved, went to him and raised his forehead hair, pressed his lips against his forehead to check the temperature, and he was relieved after confirming that it was all right.

The man was a little embarrassed, but he didn't feel too sorry. He blushed and smiled, and scooped up a spoonful of lotus root powder and brought it to Xiao Beicheng's mouth, which was regarded as an apology.

"I'm bothering you. It's because I was too reckless that this kind of thing happened, and I made you worry so much."

"It's really not like you to say such out-of-the-ordinary words."

"Calm down and think about it now. I don't know where I got the courage to dig up my brother's grave. Maybe I want to know the answer too much. I have been cheated for more than ten years, no, more than twenty years. When I think of him still Maybe alive, I couldn't restrain the excitement in my heart, thinking that there are still relatives still alive, so I couldn't wait to find them, and after calming down, I thought, even if he is really still alive, I wouldn't dare to see him."

Xiao Beicheng lifted his clothes, sat down with him cross-legged, flipped through the book, the handwriting in it was neat and beautiful, and the cursive script was written in one go, which is a rare good handwriting.

The gentleman said: "These are all old things left by my father. I thought I might be able to find some clues, so I dug them out."

"It's the same guard, his handwriting is so beautiful, but that little boy of this king can only do a few strokes like a dog. What a difference."

At the same time, Shen Ci, who was guarding the door, sneezed twice and rubbed his itchy nose, not knowing why.

Jun Ziyou also took Ben's father's handwriting and looked through it, smiling lightly, his eyes full of happiness immersed in memories.

"Compared with my father, I want to be called Master Lin. My father used to be by Master Lin's side, and he taught him to write stroke by stroke, so the handwriting is neat and neat. Anyone who sees it will praise a few words. Coincidentally, I I was also taught to write by my father when I was a child. The handwriting is always somewhat similar to his, but the charm is different. My father used to say that he used to hold a gun, so he was very energetic, and the handwriting he wrote Fang Qiu is powerful, but I was born with only the ability to shake a pen, with a little more tenderness in it, the taste is different, and it is more similar to Mr. Lin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Beicheng leaned close to his neck and smelled his body.

"...It really smells good."

"...You are not serious."

"How, do you like it?"

Gentleman You hurriedly pushed the whore-thief away, and took the opportunity to put a scroll between the two, "My lord, don't make fun of me, something happened at home, I'm not sure what to do now, and I'm in a panic, if you are big If you show mercy, help me find evidence to prove that my brother was not dead at the time, isn't that good for us all."

Xiao Beicheng obviously didn't want to help him with this favor. When he got to the bottom of the matter, he didn't want him to be involved in various conspiracies again, so he pretended to be dizzy and refused to take another look.

"Compared to this, I am more concerned about the case on the mountain."

The man held a pen in his mouth, carefully turned the pages of the book, and said disapprovingly: "That old case can only be a case without a case. The people are all sun-dried, and whether they can find out their identities is another matter. Besides, looking at the The situation at the scene may not be a homicide. It may be that someone's son failed to get married, so he hanged there for a while. After confiscating the body, we can see if we can find out the identity and find the family. After more than half a year, no one claimed it. Just bury it, it’s not our turn to care.”

"That's true, but the blame for this matter is that this king notified the Gusu government office to collect the corpse. They sent people up the mountain, but they didn't see a ghost at all. The corpse just disappeared like this."

"It must be that they didn't find the place you pointed out, so they looked for a different location."

Xiao Beicheng lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing his trouser legs that were still stained with grass leaves and dust, "But this king personally led the way."

Hearing his words, Jun Ziyou immediately regained his energy, threw away the book and spit out his pen, and hurriedly asked: "The body is gone? Are there any traces left around?"

"Yes, it was the footprints left by the two of us yesterday, so the place is definitely not wrong. The strange thing is that not only the remains disappeared, but also the hemp rope that hung him up. So, if it wasn't If someone who can fly takes the body away, he has grown wings..." After speaking, Xiao Beicheng took a grass ball and threw it to Xiao Hei who was lying lazily beside him, and added the last sentence :"……flew away."

Now the case became bizarre, Junziyou couldn't lose interest.

However, he was still very suspicious, and leaned in front of Xiao Beicheng, sizing him up with distrustful eyes, "Could it be, my lord, you deliberately..."

"Who do you think this king is? There are so many ways to stop you from being entangled in this matter, and it's not just the case that can cheer you up."

"makes sense……"

Xiao Beicheng straightened his broken hair, put it behind his ear, and pinched his cheek, "Four years ago, a corrupt official Xing Jinbao was arrested, and then a new magistrate named Su Shi'an, this man Although he is a clean and honest official, he is upright, but he does not know the heights of the sky and the earth. He went to the barren hills for nothing, and he suspected that the king deliberately tricked him to have fun, and even scolded the king, as if he really became the king. It’s not true. This king didn’t like him from inside and outside, and he didn’t take this king seriously, so it’s settled.”

"It's rare to have an upright official who doesn't flatter the rich and powerful. The prince should be happy. Why is he angry?"

Hearing his words, the man shook his head repeatedly, the corners of his mouth twitched, he pointed to his own head hesitantly, and it took him a long time to say: "This king suspects that he may not be very good here."

It didn't take long for Junziyou to meet the new prefect of Gusu, Su Shi'an, who was not very good at thinking.

This person was dressed simply, which showed that he was low-key, with a tall and straight figure and a good face. He was also very young, about thirty years old, and his words were straight and sharp, revealing a sense of shrewdness.

This also confirms what Xiao Beicheng said before, that their emperor may really have a little sleeve complex, reuse the good-looking ones, and reuse the young ones, and don't follow the ancestral system and care about the so-called experience at all.

Although Su Shi'an didn't pay much attention to King Jin's name, he still bowed politely when he met people, showing respect and order.

In the beginning, Junziyou thought it was Xiao Beicheng who was prejudiced against him, so he said such obvious words. Unexpectedly, as soon as this person spoke, he realized that the prince was right.

"I'm going to stay in Shi'an, the magistrate of Gusu, and pay homage to King Jin. I have offended you a lot on the barren mountain today. Please forgive me. After all, you were the first to discover the body. Relatively, the suspicion is also the biggest. I hope the prince will not mind and actively cooperate. The government government investigates the case, and if the case is closed as soon as possible, it is better to go back as soon as possible, do you think this is the reason?"

Xiao Beicheng glanced at him, puffed out his cigarette, it seemed that the words were meant for gentlemen to listen to, but he was sarcastically, "Look, listen, is this still a human language? This king just stepped on the aunt's door Su's territory is suspected of murder. Those who don't know think that this king is some kind of vicious person, and don't even think about it. This king has no grievances or enmity with others. Why did he have to commit murder and expose himself to the government? suspicion?"

Su Shi'an remained calm, "It's not uncommon for criminals to turn themselves in because they can't bear the condemnation and guilt in their hearts. If it's not for this, then it's very likely to confuse the public and influence the government to decide the case."

"Did you see, this is treating this king as a murderer, leaving no room for it."

Junzi You reluctantly said something to ease the atmosphere, "Here, Mr. Su, don't be so excited. When a case happened, we definitely wanted to find out the murderer and give justice to the deceased. But the situation was complicated at that time, and there was no conclusion on whether it was suicide or homicide. Now The body is gone again, the most urgent thing is to find the deceased, not suspect the reporter first."

Su Shi'an looked Junzi up and down, and saw that he was wearing white clothes, with loose hair and no crown. To be able to dress like this in front of King Jin must be someone who is very close to the prince.

"Are you the one who discovered the body with the prince?"

Jun Ziyou nodded.

The other party asked again: "Why did you go to the barren mountain at that time?"

"Sweep the graves of the ancestors."

"Nonsense, there is only one tomb on the barren hill, and the only descendant of that family has been the number one scholar in high school many years ago, and became an official in the court. Where did you come from!"

"Savage... savage." Being scolded by his vicious mouth, Jun Ziyou felt a throbbing pain in his head, "So, I am the only seedling of Jun's family, Jun Ziyou, who wandered outside for a few years after being dismissed from office. I finally went back to my hometown to visit my father's grave, and you actually suspect that I am a savage?"

When he said this, Su Shi'an was shocked. He stared at him blankly and didn't recover for a long time.

Feeling that the atmosphere was awkward, he raised his hand in front of the man, swaying it left and right, Su Shi'an suddenly came back to his senses, and grabbed him.

"Shaoqing? Are you that Little Di Gong, Jun Shaoqing?"

The tone changed from the previous rigid one, and it looked a little bit like a little lady who met Mr. Ruyi, with stars in her eyes, and she almost posted it up.

"I, I heard about you when I was studying in the capital. I know that you have solved many difficult cases, and I have always wanted to see you. But when I got the honor, you already... I always thought it was King Jin who killed you. You, that's why you have such a bad attitude towards him, I, I... It's great that you are alive!"

Su Shian's actions and reactions annoyed Xiao Beicheng even more than before, the veins on his forehead popped out of anger, staring at the hands they held together, he was so angry that he patted the table.

"What the hell are you here for!"

Jun Ziyou guessed that he would definitely be jealous, so he quickly pushed Su Shi'an away, and made a "please" gesture for him to take a seat quickly.

Smelling a strange smell, Su Shi'an also felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he sat back, coughed lightly, and calmly said: "When it comes to this case, we have to think about it in the long run. I don't know if Mr. Shaoqing knows the legend of the barren mountain ?”

"No, I can't help it. I am no longer an official of the imperial court, but I can't afford to be called my lord, so I call me son..." Noticing Xiao Beicheng's eyes about to kill someone, Jun Ziyou hurriedly changed his words, "I used to be a teacher, They always call me Mr. Su, so Master Su should do the same."

This made Xiao Beicheng feel more at ease.

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