Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Shen Ci leaned over to look left and right, and didn't feel anything was missing. He smelled it like a gentleman, only to find that the smell of the cook was indescribable.

"Hey, this smell, you just finished making stinky tofu?"

The cook seemed a little flustered, but Jun Ziyou smiled brighter.

"Don't talk nonsense, stinky tofu doesn't smell like this. As a cook, he doesn't have greasy stains and oily smoke on his body, so it's suspicious enough, and don't you think this fishy smell is very familiar?"

"Is this... corpse smell??"

"It's true that it smells like corpses, but it doesn't matter who's it is."

Now that Langhua Pavilion is surrounded by three floors of guards from Prince Jin's Mansion, the perpetrator cannot escape, so the gentleman wandered back to his original place, even drinking a few cups of tea to try his best to hold back his retching.

"When I think of that smell, my head is still buzzing. My lord, Shen Ci and I smelled a rancid pungent smell from Li's Yulan's body that day. In late autumn, the corruption cannot be so serious, but the smell of corpses is indeed good, so I suspect that these days, her body has not been found, maybe it was placed in a place where there was another body, and it was contaminated with that stench."

Xiao Beicheng exhaled the last puff of cigarette, knocked out the ashes in the pipe on the edge of the table, sized up the helpless cook with eagle-like eyes, and said with a sneer: "Short in stature, pale in complexion, with years of Unclean sludge, with an earthy smell on his body. He was originally a local master."

His identity was exposed, and the cook stood up in fright, but Shen Ci was staring at him behind him, and pushed him back.

"Hand down the king's order to search the Langhua Pavilion carefully, not letting go of a single corner."

The guards who obeyed the orders rushed into the door, and seeing that they were about to go upstairs, Jun Ziyou hurriedly made a gesture to signal them to go down.

"My lord is wise, but it's midnight now, making a big disturbance in the Langhua Pavilion may affect my lord's reputation, and besides, there are timid girls living upstairs, why don't we start from below."

"You feel sorry for them, you dare to tell me what to do with this king."

"My lord was joking, how dare I."

Hearing Xiao Beicheng's indiscernible cold snort, Jun Ziyou snickered and picked up the testimony written by the three of them just now.

"They're looking over there, let's not be idle, what did we just say... Yes, after Miss Qihuang was murdered, there are some unusual doubts. The mother said that everything in Langhua Pavilion is as usual, and there is no abnormality. "

The guilty bustard nodded again and again, "Yes, my lord, Qihuang is a person who has been favored. She doesn't receive other distinguished guests on weekdays, and she rarely shows up. She only shows up once or twice to support the scene. She didn't see her." Now, we all thought she lost her temper again and went out to relax by herself."

"Don't worry, I didn't say anything suspicious about your testimony, and when Miss Lan Xin said that in the dead of night, you can always see ghosts passing by outside the house, it's Miss Qihuang's lingering ghost. If it's really a ghost The cause of trouble, the deceased must have died with injustice, became a lonely ghost and did not forget to take revenge, since she returned to Langhua Pavilion, doesn't it mean that the murderer...is here?"

"Impossible! That Luo Yutang was the murderer who killed their sisters. Even if he wanted to kill us, he shouldn't have found us! Young Master, Young Master, you must help us..."

While talking, the bustard knelt down in front of Jun Ziyou, forcing him to take a few steps back, for fear of getting into trouble.

It's normal for women to be superstitious, timid and afraid of ghosts, but he really doesn't know how to comfort others, so he can only hold Xiao Beicheng's clothes secretly with a polite smile, asking him to help out.

How do you know that King Jin seems to have passed through thousands of flowers, but he doesn't care about the fragrance and jade, and he just says sarcastically, "Shut up, sit back, and listen".

The gentleman Youxin said that this man really has a good face for nothing, if he could understand a little bit more about the girl, he would have had a group of wives and concubines by now.

After a few careless words of comfort, he asked the bustard to sit back, holding the cook's last testimony in his hand, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"The cook said that the strange thing about Miss Qihuang's death is that...she is still alive despite being dead."

Junziyou lost his mind after reading this sentence, and then fell into deep thought.

Ordinary people would feel that the chef deliberately put on a ecstasy array after hearing this, and Shen Ci was no exception. He beat him hard on the shoulder and back to ask him to treat Junziyou's problem with a correct attitude.

But Jun Ziyou signaled Shen Ci to stop, and murmured, "Only his testimony is the most able to solve the current puzzle..."

It's a pity that just as he was about to clear the fog and see the last light, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by an urgent notification.

The guards who searched the Langhua Pavilion hurried over, bowed their heads to the two of them and said, "My lord, I found something and I need you to go see it yourself."

Xiao Beicheng drank the last sip of tea, put the cigarette stick back into his sleeve, and wanted to hug Xiao Hei to find out, but the personal guards showed embarrassment.

"My lord, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to bring this little master along."

"Then I'll leave it to Shen Ci. Take good care of them, don't let them run away. Sir, I will go with the king to have a look."

The two of them followed the guards through the front hall to the backyard, surrounded by a group of guards who were at a loss in front of the firewood house, and there were also girls who came to see the fun.

The personal guard handed Junziyou a handkerchief, and reminded: "The prince should also make some preparations, the situation inside is complicated, and it is always right to do some protection."

I also want to say that this group of subordinates are talking about their gods and gods, and they are becoming less and less able to do things, but seeing the situation in the woodshed, both of them are very surprised.

However, in the small cubicle several feet square, there was an extremely hidden secret door on the ground, with a faint fire shining underneath, someone went down to check the situation first, and then invited Xiao Beicheng to come forward in person.

"My lord, please be careful under your feet, it's a bit wet and slippery below, if it's inconvenient for you to move, just take a look on it."

There was only one rope ladder going down, Xiao Beicheng was injured in his left wrist, and it was really difficult to move, Jun Ziyou volunteered to go down into the dark room, and regretted it after seeing the situation inside, and said strangely: "My lord, I still want to go up, is it okay? "

"What's going on next, let's hear it."

"It's...a coffin, the big red coffin..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell silent, and there was a muffled sound, followed by an anxious call from the guards below, "Sir! What's wrong with you, sir? Your lord! Sir, he passed out!"

Junziyou is the only one who goes to the flower street to have fun, goes in standing up and comes out lying down.

In less than half a day, the news that King Jin searched Langhua Pavilion and lost a counselor spread all over the imperial capital. Apart from sympathy, people couldn't help but care about what happened. Once they heard that it was related to ghosts and spirits, the rumors became even more evil .

When Jun Ziyou woke up, he was already lying in Prince Jin's Mansion, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Beicheng leaning against the bed and guarding him. He wanted to say hello, but his mouth was blocked by weak panting.

Hearing his movement, Xiao Beicheng woke up with a start, and ordered Steward Liu, who was warming the medicine outside, to come in, help the weak Junziyou, and feed him the medicine.

"My lord, what's wrong with me..."

"Isn't your body clear yet? You've already caught a cold, and you've gone to a place with so much yin. It's my fault for letting you go without asking about the situation. Next time, you should be more careful. Don’t try to be brave if your body is not good enough.”

He held Jun Ziyou's hot hand, his eyes were full of worry, he personally soaked a cotton cloth in cold water and applied it on the latter's head.

Jun Ziyou was still worried about the case, and was always worried. He was obviously weak in speaking, but he insisted on asking, "My lord, how is the situation in Langhua Pavilion?"

"I didn't take care of myself, and I still missed others, you... Forget it, Steward Liu, come and tell him."

Until he poured a whole bowl of bitter medicine into Junziyou's mouth, Steward Liu said unhurriedly, "The red coffin found in the firewood room of Langhua Pavilion is not from today, it must have been three to five hundred years ago. , it is said that the owner of the first generation of Langhua Pavilion secretly buried it in the ground for the sake of business prosperity. How could there be a local master who smelled it and ruined the good thing. After the old bustard knew about it, his teeth were itchy with hatred, so he said it was That Tu Fuzi destroyed Feng Shui and affected their fortune, which is why this happened."

"What does the matter of hurting people and killing people have to do with strange powers and chaos? They are trying to cover up the fact that they killed Miss Qihuang..."

"Judging from the tone of the gentleman, does the case have some clues?"

"Thanks to that Tufuzi, I have already guessed the general idea, but there are still a few details to be confirmed."

Speaking of Junziyou, he lifted the quilt, and went out without putting on his clothes or shoes, Xiao Beicheng was so angry that he dragged him back to the bed without saying a word, and held him tightly to prevent him from moving.

"You don't want to die?"

"My lord, it's just a little bit... It's a little bit close to finding out who killed Qihuang sisters. It's all about this. If I don't find out to the end, I'm afraid that the Ministry of Criminal Justice will close the case hastily and not return the two victims." To be fair, even Lord Tan and Master Bai of Shuntian Mansion will be implicated."

Xiao Beicheng's face was very ugly, but he knew that even if he was so exhausted, it would be of no avail. With Junziyou's temperament, he would sneak out sooner or later. Rather than making his condition worse by not paying attention when the time comes, it's better to watch him personally to rest assured .

So he went out with a cold face, ordered the servant girl to fetch the fox fur he had given to Jun Ziyou, and asked people to prepare essential things such as warm soup in a hand stove.

Steward Liu snickered, "I'll see Dr. Jiang tonight, you'll have to thank him well."

Jun Ziyou was confused, "How do you say that?"

"If Dr. Jiang hadn't said that you need to feel comfortable to recover from your illness, the prince would not do everything according to your wishes. This case has already made countless enemies in Prince Jin's mansion, but the prince still indulged you to investigate further, isn't it just because you care about it?" you?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Beicheng heard these words, turned around and said, "Liu Yuqing, when you get tired of staying, go clean the toilet, don't talk too much here, and don't be afraid of flashing your tongue".

Butler Liu pouted and shrugged his shoulders, then left wisely, lest the prince would get angry with him, he really gave him some good fruit to eat.

When he was far away, Xiao Beicheng took the thick boots from the servant girl and put them on Jun Ziyou himself, before letting him change his clothes.

"My lord, you have a noble status, but you really discouraged me. My fortune is shallow, and it is better to suffer more. If I have more blessings, I may use up my life one day and be taken away by God." .”

"No nonsense."

Xiao Beicheng frowned and threw the stove into his arms, then put on a fox fur for him, and muttered awkwardly.

What he said was clearly: "If that's the case, I will share half of this king's life with you, so that you can live a long life."