Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Wang, lord, dead... dead."

"Speak well, the prince is not dead, but Li Jiong is dead."

Although he expected that the truth of what happened back then would not be found out so easily, Xiao Beicheng never expected Li Jiong to be assassinated in front of him like this.

"From the beginning to the end, Li Jiong has been sitting here, and no one has ever approached him. If he hadn't taken the poison earlier, then the poison was..." Jun Ziyou picked up the teacup that Li Jiong had just used, and walked with ease. A piece of silver leaf was removed from the buckle of Xiao Beicheng's belt, soaked in tea for a while, the front end was corroded by poison, and it was obviously blackened. "really……"

Xiao Beicheng squatted down and pressed the cigarette stick against Li Jiong's body to check his death. He accidentally found a black spot the size of the bottom of a bowl on the palm of his left hand. Looking closely with a candle, the flesh and flesh had rotted away. "It seems that what he said is true when he said that people are about to die. His disease is hopeless, and he won't live long even if no one is poisoned."

Before Jun Ziyou could answer, he heard someone walk in with small steps, it was the girl who answered the door just now, when she saw Li Jiong lying on the ground, she was so frightened that she yelled, "Come here! The master is dead, someone has killed someone, come quickly—”

Hearing her words, Jun Ziyou sighed, and exchanged glances with Xiao Beicheng, the two tacitly moved away from Li Jiong's body at the same time, sat down firmly, and watched quietly as the girl yelled to come home like crazy people.

Several older women rushed over upon hearing the sound, and seeing Li Jiong collapsed on the ground, they stepped forward one after another, hurriedly turning him over, pressing his chest and pinching him in a hurry.After a lot of tossing, it was found that the people were indeed dead, and they were afraid that they could not be saved, so they changed into mournful expressions one by one and began to cry.

"Master...Master, you just left...you just left without saying a word, leaving the poor sisters alone, what can you do..."

The girl who first discovered the tragedy pursed her lips, gritted her teeth and walked to them, pointing at Xiao Beicheng and Junziyou with trembling hands, "Sisters, don't cry, master, master was killed by them, the express officer sent They grab it!"

The woman who seemed to be the oldest was stunned at this moment, her movements of wiping her tears with a handkerchief froze, she slowly turned her head to look at the two uninvited guests, and swallowed, apparently in disbelief, "This..."

"The girl said we did it, do you have evidence?" Jun Ziyou smiled and looked kind, looking like a bully, no wonder the girl got tough and confronted him in front of the woman.

"Ma'am, to be fair, the master was fine just now, and after talking with them for a while, he suddenly failed. Who else could it be if they didn't do it!!"

"Oh, you have wronged us. Miss, Mr. Li is old and has been in poor health. It is not impossible to die suddenly, right?"

"This..." The girl had no way to defend herself, so she looked at the eldest wife who spoke the most important words at the moment.

This eldest lady was the first concubine who came to Li's mansion to serve her. She had deep thoughts. Even if she didn't think about the hypocritical superficial sisterhood, she still had her own shady purpose. Therefore, when the girl pointed out the suspicion of the two visitors, she was not in a hurry to start a teacher. Instead of questioning the crime, he remained silent for a moment, watching the wind direction change.

Xiao Beicheng looked at this family with their own thoughts, and couldn't help laughing. Seeing that the gentleman was sitting far away, he lit a cigarette and smoked it bored, as if feeling bored.

The man still had a family member's smile on his face, "Miss respects and loves Mr. Li. Something happened to his old man. It's normal for you to suspect us. But I just discovered some unusual details. Please explain to me why you rushed over. As soon as you see Manager Li falling to the ground, you yell to kill him?"

The girl lost the timidity she had when she first met, and said confidently: "Master fell on the ground and didn't move. There are only you two strangers by his side. Is it normal for me to doubt?"

Jun Ziyou was noncommittal, "But when the eldest wife and a few female relatives rushed here, they were busy helping them. Subconsciously, they believed that Mr. Li was still alive. This is a normal person's reaction, isn't it?"

"I……"

"Besides, all the wives saw the situation at the scene, and at a glance, they felt that Mr. Li had fallen ill himself, and the treatment method was very skillful. It is not the first time that he has encountered such an accident, but girl..." The words were only in half , the rest of the suspense is well known to everyone present.

This happened in the Li Mansion. No matter what Li Jiong did or why he died, the eldest wife didn't want to find herself in trouble, so she stepped forward and became a peacemaker, "This...Master, maybe he is It’s just a relapse of the old illness. I’m really sorry for scaring the honored guests. Xiaoju was also afraid for a while, so she got confused and ran into the two of you. I’m here to apologize to you for her..."

"Eldest Wife..." The girl named Xiaoju was not reconciled, and wanted to say something, but was pulled behind by the Eldest Wife.

"Don't say anything weird, the master has been seriously ill for a long time, what does it have to do with the distinguished guests..."

"But……"

"You two, Xiaoju is young and ignorant, and she doesn't know how to speak properly. If I offend you..."

"Ma'am, this girl is actually the concubine of Director Li, right?"

The eldest lady looked at Xiao Ju with some scruples, and stopped talking, while the latter tightened the hem of his clothes nervously, his face was as pale as paper, and he was frightened.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Beicheng sighed, tilted his head and leaned to the side wearily, and said helplessly: "Have you played enough?"

Only then did Jun Ziyou withdraw his stubborn thoughts, and shrugged his shoulders boredly, "Madam please let the other ladies go down and settle down first, I have a few words to say to you and Miss Xiaoju alone."

The eldest wife nodded and did as she did, and tried to wink at the sisters, and everyone who had nothing to do with them retreated.

When there were only the four of them and a dead Li Jiong left in the room, Jun Ziyou corrected his attitude and restrained his smile, "Miss Xiaoju, why did you kill Director Li?"

A trace of panic flashed across Xiaoju's face, and she quickly pretended to be calm again, "I don't understand what you're saying..."

"Although Mr. Li is old and frail and suffers from persistent illnesses, he can't walk so fast. Since we entered the mansion until now, you are the only one who has had contact with him. How do you explain it?"

"I... I have been away from the front hall for more than half a day. If I poisoned you, the master should have had an accident..."

"That's why you used the safer method."

At this time, Xiao Beicheng opened his mouth quietly, got up and stood in front of Li Jiong's body, and turned his head to look at his grim death, "Li Jiong is old, serious illness is difficult to recover, his limbs are festered, and his mouth and tongue are sore. When we came in just now you Then the tea was prepared, it was the Yuqian Longjing brewed with freshly boiled water, and the king found it too hot to drink, let alone Li Jiong who had a wound in his mouth. No matter how thirsty he was, he could only wait until this time. Let the tea cool, then you just need to show up elsewhere and find someone to testify that you were not at the scene when the crime happened, and it will be an ironclad proof of your escape."

Xiaoju's face became even more ugly, and she guessed the other party's identity from the sentence "this king". She should have heard the rumors about King Jin and the former Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and she seemed a little guilty to defend herself again this time. "I...you have no proof that I did it."

Seeing that her evil intentions were not dead, Jun Ziyou was worried that Xiao Beicheng's words would be blunt and fierce, and it would be bad if he forced her to a dead end and seek short-sightedness. You made it, no one else touched it."

This time Xiaoju stopped talking and lowered her eyes, not daring to look up at anyone again.

The eldest wife also seemed very disturbed, her eyes wandered back and forth, trying to help others, but she couldn't explain it.

Junziyou asked again: "Miss Xiaoju, I would like to ask, what is the difference between the three cups of tea you make?"

"...No, it's all the same."

"That's Longjing before the rain, one of the favorite green teas of the people in the capital. His eyes are already blurry, so he can't recognize the color of the tea soup. But please look..." He said, and handed the cup that Li Jiong used just now to Xiaoju, "This tea soup is cloudy, and the color is dull and hairy. Hei, if someone with a discerning eye sees something wrong, no matter how confused Director Li is, he won’t be unable to recognize it, right?”

"……What do you mean."

"Since he knew the tea was poisonous, why did Manager Li drink it? Obviously, he committed suicide by himself."

Hearing what he said, the eldest wife's legs went limp on the spot, and she wobbled and fell to the ground.Junziyou saw that Xiao Beicheng made an obvious move, he probably wanted to help someone, but he retracted it halfway, and when he looked up, the person was looking at him with scruples.

This man... is really overly cautious, he is not the kind of person who would be jealous for a long time even if he is touched... On the contrary, Xiao Beicheng himself is like this.

"Old, master is actually..."

Xiao Ju was stunned for a long time before looking at the eldest wife hesitantly. The latter felt sorry for her who made a mistake and did this, so she hugged her and started crying.

Junziyou sighed silently, and waved to Xiao Beicheng, the man stepped forward to support him, and retreated without a trace.

Walking on the mountain path where the temperature was much lower, Xiao Beicheng asked: "This time you didn't arrest her, which really surprised me."

"There's nothing to say. Li Jiong knew it was poison but took it. If it really counts, he should have committed suicide. The little girl just gave him a shortcut. Besides, I'm an amateur now, and I have no power. qualified to intervene in these cases."

His answer did not surprise Xiao Beicheng, "Once Li Jiong died, the clues were cut off again. Have you ever suspected that maybe it was her..."

"There shouldn't be such a possibility. I don't know if the lord has noticed that there are traces of rope binding on the wrists of Xiaoju and the eldest wife. It can be seen that they have been tortured on weekdays. Li Jiong is a eunuch, and he is old. He wants to do it." It’s not difficult to understand that I can’t do anything, and a little perverted thinking.”

"...You know it."

"My lord, don't look at me like this. I used to struggle to survive in the flower building. In the days after my father died, in order to earn a thin-skinned coffin for him, I seemed to have tasted all the hardships in the world, so I feel sorry for me. My sympathy for the miserable people who have gone through the same experience is my Achilles' heel." At this point, he felt that his words seemed to be ambiguous, so he hurriedly added: "My lord, don't get me wrong, I have never done that kind of thing. My business... is a show, yes! A show!"

"The king didn't say anything, why bother to explain..."

"I'm not afraid of you..."

Under the moonlight, Jun Ziyou stared at the man's chiseled profile, and suddenly felt that under such a beautiful scenery, all words were superfluous, so he stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's lips.

This kiss reached the bed, covered by layers of smoke, hazy, and a pair of overlapping figures could be seen between the beds.

Xiao Beicheng carefully peeled off the oiled paper pasted on Junziyou's wound, fearing that if he did something harsh, it would be a scar that would never be erased in this lifetime.

Seeing him doing it carefully, cold sweat dripped down his back, the shirtless Jun Ziyou lay face down on the couch, hugging the pillow, and arched his back a little more. "At least this time, I know that the person who runs through the whole story is the old Hou Ye. This trip was not in vain. Li Jiong also made some contributions before his death. Regarding the death of Empress Lin and the deposed prince in the side room, What do you think, my lord?"

"If what Li Jiong said is true, then the order of death between Empress Lin and the deposed prince remains to be verified."

"Sure enough, my lord really wants to be with me... Hiss! It hurts..."

Junziyou couldn't bear the pain, he lowered his head and bit the dark bed sheet under him, Xiao Beicheng didn't dare to tear it off, cut the peeled off oil paper, and ordered Liu Butler to bring over the ointment that was chilled outside, and dipped some on his fingertips , warmed his body until the ice had melted before applying it to the man's wound, and massaged it slowly by turning it around.

"I have to say that Jiang Yanqing is not a very good person, but his medical skills are extremely good. He can also heal uneven scars from burns. With this technique, it is a pity not to enter the palace."

"It's a pity that I can't see my own palace...Does the lord think that Empress Lin and the deposed prince really died in the fire?"

"Empress Lin has a dead body as evidence, so there should be no possibility of falsification, and the deposed prince was burnt beyond recognition, so it's hard to say whether it's the real body or not."

"Take a step back and assume that the abolished prince really survived and fled to the people. With his own offspring, he would be Master Lin. However, the threat that the abolished prince or Lord Lin can pose is so small that it can be ignored. , Why was he still exterminated? There is only one reason, and his existence has violated the interests of some people."

Gently moving his fingertips, Jun Ziyou wrote the word "Jiang" on the folds of the bed sheet, and then hastily smoothed it with his palm.

Xiao Beicheng understood that he was referring to the Jiang family.

"I wanted to find out the ins and outs of the whole incident, but I got myself involved, and I didn't have a clue. The key is the entangled relationship. Why did the old master intervene in the investigation of the Jingling fire, and why did he treat the eldest princess? Confess the death of Master Lin, and what role Si Ye played in it..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly stiffened and sat up, the movement was too big, the wound hurt, and he fell on the pillow in pain, his voice became weak: "I'm going to say something presumptuously, can the prince forgive me for my disrespect?" ?”

The man wiped the blood oozing from the wound on his shoulder and back with soft cotton, without raising his head, he said, "If you really describe the crimes you committed in detail, even if you have ten heads, it's not enough to chop off."

However, he was so careful, which made Xiao Beicheng pay attention. He vaguely guessed that what Jun Ziyou was about to say would overturn all his understanding of the case so far.

"The past of the old Hou Ye and the eldest princess...I mean, did they have any festivals?"

"I don't know about the older generation. After what you said, I vaguely remember that when I was young, I often saw Lord Hou in the harem. He was originally a foreign minister who should be rewarded and sealed, and should not appear in the inner palace." , unless it is to meet someone."

"If it's the eldest princess... Maybe it's not the Lord Hou's wish that the eldest princess passed away after being provoked."

Xiao Beicheng re-attached Junziyou's wound, covered it with a soft thin coat made of light gauze, and pulled Junziyou to lie down, lying three inches behind the man, neither advancing nor retreating half a step , just at the place where it can't touch his wound and can hold his waist.

"Don't think about it. After working hard for a day, you should take a rest."

Enduring the pain, Junziyou turned over, slammed his head into the man's arms, closed his eyes and groaned a few times, and blurted out a few words: "That's right, don't think about it... Maybe there will be a new turning point tomorrow." , the truth came to me by itself..."

He never expected that his crow's mouth could not hit the right words, and he could guess the bad things accurately. On the second day, the "turning point" really knocked on the door.

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