Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

After the time passed, Junziyou drowsy after drinking the medicine, was thinking about whether to go back to the cage for a good sleep before lunch, when he was disturbed by a loud noise.

When he went out to see, Jun Zi'an rushed into the mansion on horseback with a whip in his hands, which seemed to be looking for trouble.

Junziyou yawned lazily, carefully tucking his hands into his sleeves, fearing that the cold wind would blow into his clothes along his cuffs, he told the servants of the Junfu not to make a fuss with a trembling voice, ordered them to put away the things in their hands, and Jun Zi'an got off his horse and helped someone make a bowl of warming ginger tea.

Junzi'an was upset, still holding the whip in his hand, and he was as if the other party would beat him into a sieve if he didn't give him an explanation, "It's been a few days since you promised to give me an explanation, and the Ministry of punishment and the Shuntian government have been chasing after you all day. I'm pressing the truth from the back of my ass. I've done what was asked, how about you?"

Seeing Jun Ziyou's surprised face, Jun Zi'an turned his head away, blushed and untied his belt, and two cats, one black and one white, jumped out of his arms.

Seeing Xiaohei and Xiaobai, Junziyou was very happy. He hurriedly held the cat in his arms and stroked the fur on his back. When he was satisfied with the baby, he got up and patted the cat's fur on his clothes. He smiled brightly at the person with his hands behind his back. , "I regret it, as long as such a small reward, I seem to have lost too much."

Sure enough, these words aroused Jun Zi'an's vigilance, squinting at the man, "Are you going to sit on the ground and raise the price?"

"Almost, but I didn't have such bad thoughts at the beginning, but I suddenly thought of it yesterday."

"You are mean!"

The gentleman took a few steps forward, and smiled to see that this man who was on par with him, who looked exactly the same, was almost close to him, "My request is not too much, it's just a little effort. You really don't intend to try it." ?”

"I'm running out of time! Ye Lanchen and Tan Jiuling have chased after the gate of the city now, I have to know the cause and effect of the matter before they come to the door!!" He was in a panic, even if Junziyou wanted half his life. Gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to compromise.

Junziyou was not in a hurry, took off his shoes and entered the door slowly, beckoning Junzian to come in and drink tea together, the latter fidgeted, and took the tea to his mouth regardless of the hot tea, his eyes were red and he swallowed with pain Going down, it seems that there is really no way out.

Jun Ziyou straightened his sitting posture, and pushed the most important autopsy report in front of him, "Through the fourth double coffin, I guess that the two deceased are Yan Er, the assistant minister of Jingmo Zhongshu, and Song Changzhou, a member of the official department. The two could be regarded as influential figures at the time, folk rumors that Song Changzhou died in vain, and his lonely soul turned into a ghost to cast a curse on Dajing, and the Jing Dynasty went to decline and even perish."

"Hmph! Nonsense!"

Having said that, Jun Zi'an stared at the sketches drawn on the file, thinking of the situation that day, his eyes were full of melancholy.

Noticing his reaction, Jun Ziyou just took a piece of plum cake and put it on the saucer in front of him, wiped off the grease from his fingertips, and warmed his cold hands on the simmering clay stove.

"Thanks to these two people, I found out the identities of other people. Based on the time and general circumstances, the middle-aged and elderly man in the second coffin who died of natural causes should be Shi Qian, the servant of the door who suffered from severe cough at that time. History books It is recorded that Mr. Lang was accompanied by the last emperor Jingming Zong on his southern tour due to his old illness caused by acclimatization. He died on the way before returning to Beijing. After his death, his body was sent to the outskirts of Jingling for burial. You should understand."

Junziyou's reminder is very obvious, but Junzi'an is looking forward and backward, and still can't believe the facts.He pointed to another file, "What about this person? Have you guessed his identity?"

"The third deceased who entered Beijing was called Li Qing. He was a young general who died in battle while guarding the frontier. After his death, his body was sent back to the capital and buried outside Jingling. The prime minister who has a strict position and plans to lynch and execute Song Changzhou was also buried outside Jingling after his death. Don’t you believe it when you’ve reached this point?”

"No...you, how are you going to explain that little girl at the end?"

"The little girl was only seven years old when she died, and she was obviously poisoned. The funeral custom of the past dynasties is that powerful people always find a pair of virgins and virgins to lead the way, so as to ensure that the soul of the deceased ascends to heaven safely. This kind of thing is not uncommon, and it must be buried alive in a special way. The suspicious points are first, the deceased has exceeded the age of the guide boy, and second, she was poisoned and died peacefully, which does not conform to the custom of burial. Third, It's just that the standard of her coffin is very comparable to the ritual system she enjoys. All signs show that her identity is not simple."

Seeing Jun Zi'an clenched his fists tightly, still gritted his teeth and dared not believe it, Jun Ziyou took out "Wild Things" and turned to the page containing the story, "Li Qingya, the sixth youngest daughter of Jing Mingzong, Ming In the third year of the Jing Dynasty, the Jing Dynasty was overthrown, and Jing Mingzong hanged himself in front of Lingshan Mountain and ordered his whole family to be buried. Jingling."

"Do you want to say that the sixth princess who died is actually related to us... no, to me, and is related by blood!"

"Whoever mentioned this to you, don't be too sentimental. There are civil and military officials, royal relatives and relatives. They have all been turned upside down and sent to the capital. Obviously, Jingling was stolen. In the Even if the capital waits until the hair turns gray, you can’t find any clues, so I advise you to go to Jingling to have a look, maybe you can catch some short-legged ones.”

As soon as the words were finished, a servant came to report: "Young Master, Eldest Master, Ye Lanchen, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and Tan Jiuling, Minister of Shuntian Mansion, have arrived at the door, can you invite them to come in and have a seat?"

Junziyou spends his whole day watering the flowers except for reading books. Mushrooms are growing on his idle head. It must be a gesture of approval for a few more people to come and have fun. However, Junzi'an didn't give him a chance and said, "No need." "He got up and walked to the door.

Jun Ziyou said to stay, "Don't worry, it's not a day or two if this matter is delayed, and it won't change anything if you leave a few hours earlier."

"I just don't want to be with you. But this time...thank you."

"Hey, why don't you thank me for being so unreasonable. I'm not helping you for nothing, just taking money from others."

When he said this, Jun Zi'an was relieved, and thought that his goal was money. If that was the case, ten thousand taels of silver would be enough to send him away.But what Jun Ziyou said next made him put his heart in his throat again.

"But you know, I'm not the kind of layman who cares about money. The so-called money is just a metaphor. What I really want is... something you can definitely afford."

The other party dared not speak out, and was dissatisfied with him in his heart, but he didn't dare to get angry easily. He just asked coldly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll renege on you?"

"My silly brother, our ties are not limited to this case. If you are willing to make a small loss, the door is there, so you can leave. But you have to believe me, the official position of Dali Temple is not It’s so easy to sit, you have no real ability, you will only be looked down upon when you go, and you will be squeezed out in loneliness. At the corner of his lips, straighten the messy neckline for him, "...you still need me."

Junzi Anke didn't care to listen to his nonsense, and rushed out the door as soon as he pushed the person away, reckoning it was the best preparation for being targeted.

Seeing that the others had gone far away, Lu Chuan stomped his feet unhappily, and swam back to the inner room with the gentleman who was still eating at the door. The decoration of the cushions...one by one will leave when they come, and they will not sit for a while, leaving me alone so that I will feel lonely."

"Sir, if you have revealed everything to others, aren't you afraid that he will bite back?"

"Otherwise, he came to the door with a whip. If I didn't give an explanation, would he leave so simply? I don't want to be whipped for no reason, and it's useless to guard the truth. It's better Say it to make everyone feel at ease."

"But...he took your credit, you are very passive now."

Jun Ziyou raised his eyes, looked at this young man who was as innocent as Shen Ci, and beckoned him to sit beside him, squeezed a thin-skinned walnut for him, picked up chopped nuts and placed them in front of him, "Shen Ci The temple has learned to be smart now, why haven't you made progress yet, hurry up and eat something to replenish your brain, but don't be sold by someone in a few days and help count the money."

"Sir...you are making fun of me again."

"Why don't we make a bet. I bet that even if the gentleman settles the case, I will be the one who will be rewarded by the emperor. As for you, just buy it instead."

Lu Chuan was not stupid enough to ask him why, but asked: "But sir, you just said that a few coffins came from Jingling, but you didn't explain how they came to Beijing."

"I don't need to say more about this, Jiang Shaoqing will also go to investigate. In fact, you were all deceived by the white marble coffins that entered the capital first. You preconceived that every coffin came in from the city gate swaggeringly, but it is not. I think According to the records in the file, only the first day when the case occurred was found with deep ruts at the city gate, and the day when the fourth coffin was discovered was the warmest day in Chang'an winter, when the ice and snow turned into water. The soil is very wet, but even so, no more traces were found."

"Is there no trace of ruts?"

"On the contrary, it was the rut that was the same depth as the rest of the coffins."

"Is this...is there a problem?"

Junziyou patted Lu Chuan on the forehead, thinking that he must still not have enough walnuts, so he put another handful in his hand. "Think about it, what's the difference in the fourth coffin?"

Lu Chuan stared at the dossier for a long time, and then suddenly realized "Ah", "This... Yan Er, Song Changzhou, there are two people inside!"

Therefore, if the coffin had not been tampered with, the depths of these ruts could not have been exactly the same.

The author has something to say: It’s time to prepare for the weekend’s Wanchang again, and I’m stroking my gradually bald head.

Thanks to Yun Shengsheng for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !

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

感谢在2020-10-1413:57:00~2020-10-1518:50:55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 cast the mine: Yun Shengsheng 1;

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