Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

When Jun Ziyou returned to the old house, Shen Ci was busy peeling the skin of the lychee and feeding the crystal clear flesh inside to Butler Liu who passed by.

Butler Liu got angry when he saw him like this, and said: "You eat less, it is something that the prince intercepted at the risk of committing a crime, don't let the master eat it all before it goes into your stomach."

Shen Ci's cheeks were puffed up, and he said vaguely: "No, no, there is a whole carload, if you don't eat it quickly, it will all be ruined."

Jun Ziyou was still thinking about what kind of show this was, carjacking or lychee, did he do something shameful behind his back?

When thinking of this, a tangy aroma wafted out of the room, just smelling it was enough to make people unable to walk.

He staggered to the door of the dining room, and saw Xiao Beicheng wearing an apron and covering his hair with a cloth towel, holding a dish in his hand, tasting the soup, he looked a little surprised when he met his gaze .

"...Why are you back now? Are you done with everything?"

"I've tried my best to do what should be done. If the person concerned doesn't want to, I can't force it..."

Gentleman You smelled the smell and moved closer, staring at the bowl in the man's hand and licking the corner of his mouth, Xiao Beicheng had nothing to do with him, so he had to fill a small half bowl for him to taste first.

He also obediently moved a small bench, sat down next to Xiao Beicheng, watched the man add firewood to the stove, and couldn't help sighing: "My lord is really a good wife and mother."

"Junziyou, are you looking for a beating?"

He laughed and dodged the slap from that person, and saw the prepared ingredients beside him. The lychees had been peeled and pitted, the flesh was stuffed with meat stuffing, and the outside was covered with a layer of cornstarch. If it is fried in a pan and then wrapped with a layer of sweet and sour syrup, the taste...

"My lord..." Jun Ziyou leaned his head against Xiao Beicheng's shoulder again, half of his voice stuck in his throat, "You are so kind to me..."

Xiao Beicheng wanted to say, who else could he be nice to if he wasn't nice to you? There are very few people in this world who deserve his attention, and Jun Ziyou is the one he misses the most and can't let go of.

The words felt numb at the edge of his mouth, but he swallowed them anyway.

"How things are going."

"I have persuaded him, and it is up to him whether he is willing to help or not. But I think that even if he really agrees, he may not be able to catch the murderer. We have been investigating this case for several days, and everyone in the village knows , no matter how stupid the murderer is, he wouldn’t come from throwing himself into a net, right?”

"That's why the king also said that this is a stupid way. Those who can take the bait are idiots, and those who use this method are idiots."

It took Junziyou a long time to realize the meaning of his words, "Could it be... Your lord, do you think I'm that stupid?"

"uh-huh."

"Hey! You were the one who made the moth, and you were the one who scolded me in the end, and you said everything!!"

"I didn't ask you to do this, you can't blame me."

The two started arguing in the kitchen when they disagreed. Steward Liu was listening outside, and felt a dark fire burning up, which made his brain ache.

The happier they are here, the more worried he is about the situation in the capital.It's been a long time since I left Beijing, and the court probably doesn't know about the resurrection of the gentleman from the dead. If something involving party-fighting and internal-fighting is involved in Prince Jin's mansion, they will have to suffer when they go back.

Thinking of this, he was even more frowning. Shen Ci, a little guard who didn't know suffering, was still jumping up and down, which made him even more annoyed. He was about to say something to complain about him, when he saw shadows passing by, and Xue Hun was flying in the air. Hovering around, let out a piercing cry.

Butler Liu put a layer of leather on his forearm, and Xuehun flew down when he had a foothold, fluttered his wings and hopped a few steps on the man's arm, almost causing him to fall, rubbing his head against him, and then fell into his arms Arched.

"Oh, it's really clingy, I can't hold it anymore, Shen Ci, come and help me."

Shen Ci helped Steward Liu hold Xuehun up, and the latter took out a roll of paper from the letter box on his feet, and made a bet with the other party: "I guess it's a letter from the capital, what do you think?"

"It must have come from the capital. The key is who sent it. I guess it's Mr. Jiang."

"You're right, apart from him, Li Xiang is the only one who misses our lord. It's a pity that his hand has not fully recovered, and it is not easy to practice writing with his left hand. For a person as proud as he, he has to practice like I’ll write a letter myself when I’m looking good.”

As soon as he opened the letter, Steward Liu's face changed, he was holding the thin letter paper and couldn't speak, before Shen Ci asked, he hurriedly put the things on the lamp and burned them to ashes.

"Housekeeper, you are..."

"Don't talk too much, Xuehun is tired of delivering letters, go hunt some wild animals to feed it."

After dismissing Shenci, who was full of doubts but indifferent, Steward Liu knocked on the kitchen door, opened the door when he heard a response from inside, and said to Xiao Beicheng: "My lord, can you take a step to speak."

Seeing his stern expression, he knew that things were not simple. Xiao Beicheng went out, and the two walked to a remote place together. Then Steward Liu whispered in his ear: "My lord, something happened in the capital..."

The rest of the words, even if Jun Ziyou pricked up his ears, he would not be able to hear.

After listening to Steward Liu's report, Xiao Beicheng's expression was serious, he walked slowly in the courtyard, thought for a long time before saying: "Let Jiang Linyuan pay attention to the other party's movements, and make sure there is nothing wrong before we return to Beijing."

"Let's do it."

Hearing this meant that he was going back to the capital quickly, Jun Ziyou stuffed a piece of lychee meat into his mouth, and chewed it tastelessly, obviously he didn't want to go back.

Xiao Beicheng didn't look anxious when he came back to see him, he just said: "If you don't want to, I won't force you. I will buy you a house outside the city, and I will go to accompany you, how about it."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. If the prince wants to go back, it must be a mountain of swords and seas of fire. I will accompany you all the way." But his words soon changed, "Although I say that, I cherish my life and I am cowardly. If I can live, I will die." I don't want to die, so I beg the lord to protect my little life and take good care of my body, so don't let someone kill me after a few days of jumping."

"You, it's good to be greedy for life and afraid of death. At least in this way, you will stay by my king's side cautiously for a long time. On the contrary, it will make my king feel more at ease than going to heaven to die. In this way, this case will be settled quickly. It's better to go back as soon as possible to settle the mess in the capital."

Not long after the meal, He Shi visited the old house of Jun's family. He changed his previous decadent behavior, washed his face, shaved his beard, tied up his hair, and changed into a decent set of clothes. The coward who hid in the room and couldn't come out was so different, Jun Ziyou almost didn't recognize him.

"You said you would help me."

"That's right, but I just gave you this chance, and you can ask for more blessings in the future."

That night, Jun Ziyou dressed up He Shi in a conspicuous manner, and let the guards of the palace hide in the dark to observe the surrounding movement all the way, if someone really tried to kill him, he had to rescue them immediately.

It seemed that He Shi was also worried. He stumbled and stumbled in the first few steps. Because he was afraid in his heart, his body was tense and he couldn't move. Every step was rubbed against the ground.

After walking for a while, he found that the situation was not as bad as he thought, so he gradually relaxed. He went around from the entrance to the end of the village, and walked from house to house. They stayed in front of the young woman's door more often, but even so, there was still no movement.

After letting him try for a few days, there was no result, and Jun Ziyou had no idea, he lay lazily on the table, rubbing his fingertips against a lychee, and when he was really bored, he peeled off the skin and put it in his mouth, holding the core of the lychee in his mouth , said vaguely: "I don't think this method will work. We have been investigating this matter in the village for almost a month. The murderer must have tried his best to avoid us. Even with a hundred courage, he may not dare to find out." body?"

Xiao Beicheng just closed his eyes and rested his mind. He said "um" absent-mindedly. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the case at all. He might have flown back to the capital long ago.

Jun Ziyou also felt that this case had dragged on for too long, and it had become an unsolved case. The last murder case also happened nearly half a year ago. The murderer hadn't acted for so long, so it was time to stop.

Maybe he is a knight-errant who eradicates evil and promotes good, maybe, except for the bully in one place, he will go to the next one.

Even he was about to give up, so he called Su Shi'an and He Shi to the Jun's old house, and told them his plan, "Today is the last day, if there is no result, just treat it as a murderer." I have fulfilled my wish, so I quit. The lord is in a hurry to return to the capital, and I don’t want to delay any longer. If there is no result tonight, then it’s because I’m meddling in something else.”

In fact, Su Shi'an never felt any connection between these three murder cases, and just wanted to see Junzi You's skillful hand overturn the case, so he played around with him for a few days.Now the man had his fill of fun and was ready to go back, and he didn't mean to pester him to give a result.

On the contrary, He Shi did not hide the disappointment on his face. Jun Ziyou thought that he was so depressed because he felt that his crimes could not be cleared away, and he persuaded him a few words: "Don't be so sad, to be honest, you committed a crime. A rape case, forcing people to drown themselves in the river, is no different from killing your life. I will instruct the Gusu government to re-try your case, and then you can pay back as much as you want. It will be better."

Xiao Beicheng sat lazily listening with his chin propped up, and couldn't help laughing, "Is this your consolation?"

"Oh, my lord, you don't understand. For people like them who are suffering in their hearts, getting the punishment they deserve is the only relief. I have fulfilled him, and I have also fulfilled the mad girl he killed, and let the wicked get it." Bad retribution, safeguarding the dignity of Da Yuan's criminal law, isn't it?"

"You seem to understand very well."

"No, at least not yet."

However, Jun Ziyou at this time has not expected that the turning point will happen on this crucial night that determines the direction of the case.

Recalling that the old village head Haiyang had said before that his father had left some relics, Jun Ziyou, who wanted to find out what secrets his father had left before he left, visited the village head's house in the evening, and followed Xiao Beicheng in the accumulation area. In the dusty old warehouse, looking for things left by my father.

Feeling sorry for his asthma, Xiao Beicheng only let him sit in front of the door, even willing to do the dirty work of rummaging through the warehouse himself, how could Junziyou not give him face.

The two of them searched from Jinwuxishen until the night fell, and indeed found a few copies of Jun Sigui's handwriting, but most of the records were gossiping, such as when the kid An learned to walk, and when the kid swam in his swaddling baby, did he go to bed? Spitting up milk a few times is such a trivial matter that the sesame seeds are bigger.

Seeing the book that recorded how many times he cried when he was a child, Jun Ziyou felt a little uncomfortable on his face, and thought to himself what is the meaning of his father's record of this kind of thing, maybe he wants all households in the village to come and see it Your own embarrassing deeds?

When I found it in the middle of the night, I didn't even see anything useful, but the account books recording daily necessities and oils and salts piled up into a hill.Dare to Love Junsigui used the old village head's house as a backyard warehouse, and moved all the sundries that couldn't fit in the house.

Just when Junziyou's sleepy eyelids were fighting and his head couldn't stop knocking on the table, there was a sudden commotion outside, which woke up the drowsy Junziyou, and quickly asked Xiao Beicheng to help him who was lame in one leg. join in the fun.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the hairs all over his body stand on end when he looks at it, there is actually a figure still struggling hanging from the old elm tree at the entrance of the village, take a closer look, isn't this He Shi who was out as bait for the last night today? !

"What are you still doing, save people!

When Junziyou gave an order, the frightened villagers hurriedly lifted him down, but the rope was hung too high, and it took a lot of effort to save him, so they had to send someone to the old house to call Jiang Yanqing to rescue him.

When he came, he was still carrying three or two lychees in his hand, and he circled around the fainted He Shi, pointing to Shen Ci to help save people.

"He has been strangled for too long and passed out. Let him catch his breath and he will be fine."

Shen Ci was also upright, unexpectedly punched He Shi in the chest, mercilessly struck him, woke him up simply and rudely, and lay down on the ground gasping for breath.

Seeing that this bully who once committed crimes was rescued, the villagers all seemed a little disappointed, and turned their heads away with cold snorts of disdain. It’s on top, it’s doomed!”

It is enough to show that the villagers are still jealous.

But when he got here, the case made progress again, Junziyou thought that it would be impossible to get away, so he hurriedly asked He Shi for something useful.

He quickly slobbered, "How is it? Is it better? Did you see who hurt you? What happened before and after the crime, do you still remember?"

Faced with Junziyou's three life-threatening questions, He Shi was a little overwhelmed, touched his bruised neck, and replied in a hoarse voice: "No, I didn't see... I was walking on the road, and suddenly I came from behind. Get hit on the head and forget about it, wake up and be here."

"He hit the head?"

Junziyou hurriedly helped He Shi up, touched the back of his head, and sure enough, there were some bloodstains on his fingertips, it seemed that he was indeed injured, but...

"Pass me the candle."

Shen Ci moved the lantern closer to let the man see clearly the wound on He Shishi.

The author has something to say: the number of words is not enough, so the next chapter is split and published in half, which is a bit of a liver pain.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~