Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Xiao Beicheng took out a copper coin from his sleeve, put it on his fingertips and flicked it into the air. The copper coin quickly flipped in the air and rose to a high place, then fell into his open palm. He pinched the edge of the coin with two fingers, He raised his hand to cover his eyes, letting the dazzling sunlight pour down from the square hole, hit his face, and cast a small piece of light and shadow.

"People are like this copper coin, they all have two sides, one side is white, one side is black, one side is good, and the other side is evil. When you are doing good deeds, the evil thoughts of greed, laziness, and deceit in your heart will cause trouble, and your pure good intentions will be destroyed. Get stained, become not so clean, and when you are doing evil things, the remaining conscience will repeatedly remind you of the harm and evil consequences of your persistent actions."

"I agree, but most people can control their own concept of good and evil, and can keep the two in a delicate balance. If you become a loser, you will have a complete mental breakdown, and the rest of your life will be completely out of control."

"It seems that our Lord Si Ye is like this. Although he doesn't know what kind of experience has caused him to sink to this point, he does indeed live in the soul of the Dali Siqing who is a defender of the law and has a strong sense of justice. The evidence is ..."

"He traced the truth about the late emperor's death!" The two said in unison, then looked at each other with a smile, and clapped their hands tacitly.

"In the old Hou Ye's narrative, Si Ye came to the door on the second day after the late emperor passed away. At that time, everyone was afraid of being in the wrong camp because the late emperor did not issue an edict to establish a crown prince. They did not dare to act rashly. An old official with "loyalty, righteousness and courage" dared not speak out, but he, a minister of Dali Temple, stepped forward to seek justice for the late emperor."

"That's right, this doesn't match the character he showed in front of us, so either Old Hou Ye is lying, or Si Ye really has something wrong."

"Old Hou killed the first queen and was pointed out by Si Ye. Although he planned to commit suicide in fear of crime, he had no choice but to live and do his best for Dayuan because of the threat of the emperor, but he had no reason to cover Si Ye. more likely."

"The evidence is what he said to you when he was calm today."

"and this."

Jun Ziyou took out the butterfly specimen that Si Ye gave him just now. The butterfly was well preserved, and even the scales on the wings were not wiped off. It can be seen that Si Ye was indeed protecting what he cherished with his life.

Such a person who treats everything with so much heart, or his personality is more appropriate, if he really has a deep affection for Lin Xici, how could he let such a thing happen to him?

Jun Ziyou frowned all the way, thinking hard about all the possibilities, and finally came to a conclusion after returning to the palace: "I don't think Si Ye may have played the image of a pure villain from then until now."

This speculation is very interesting, even Xiao Beicheng couldn't help but want to hear what he said later.

Jun Ziyou carefully put the butterfly specimen into the drawer, always feeling lingering fear when looking at it, but when he squatted down and got up again, he suddenly became dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he just fell down like this.

Seeing this, Xiao Beicheng was worried, and almost ran over to see his condition with his own eyes. Liu Yuqing went to check the man's breathing, "It's okay, my lord, I'm still alive." After saying that, he called Jiang Yanqing to come to see him.

The number one genius doctor in the capital only glanced at it, and knew where the problem was, and said disapprovingly: "After so much blood was injected, it's no wonder that I'm not poor. It's not bad to be able to persist until now. If it was someone else, I would have been unconscious for a long time. gone."

Earlier, the shop had prepared brown sugar and red dates blood-enriching soup, but Jun Ziyou didn't want to die when he investigated the case, so he left in a hurry, and didn't even have time to drink tea. It was only a matter of time before he fainted. I fainted in my own home, and didn't cause trouble for others.

"From now on, brown sugar, goji berries, red dates and other things will be indispensable in the palace. Outsiders will think that you are confinement at home?"

"You can say this kind of dog talk?"

For convenience, the unscrupulous doctor Jiang Yanqing put the two of them on the same bed, and it was enough for them to come and go to serve people in the same room, and there was no need to run at both ends.

He himself had a pretty good idea, and he also felt that the desire of a pair of lovers to share joys and sorrows was fulfilled. He was simply a kind-hearted fairy that is rare in the world.

On weekdays, Xiao Beicheng can bear it because he sleeps less, goes to bed later than this guy, and wakes up earlier than this guy. Occasionally, he is greedy for the tenderness in the bed, and it is unprecedented to lie on the bed. .

But now Xiao Beicheng is a seriously wounded person who has just recovered his life. It is an instinctive reaction of the body to become lethargic. It is true that the speed of recovery can be accelerated in the sleep state, but it must be in a good sleep state.

Finally, Xiao Beicheng, who was awakened from light sleep for the seventh time, couldn't stand it any longer. He gritted his teeth and threw away Jun Ziyou's paw that had patted his wound unconsciously, and shouted out: "Shen..."

Before he finished shouting, the hand that he had thrown away climbed up again, gently pinching his still moving lips.

Jun Ziyou didn't even open his eyes, he put his face close to the man's shoulder, and said softly: "Qing Jue, you are so weak now, have you ever thought about that thing?"

If it wasn't for Xiao Beicheng's blushing face at this moment that could just cover up his embarrassment, he still doesn't know what it would be like to be laughed at by this kid.

Just as he was about to deny it, he felt the man's cold fingers slide down from the corner of his lips, passed through his chin, Adam's apple, crossed the wound on his chest, and landed on his thigh.

Jun Ziyou smiled softly, making it hard to tell what he was up to, "Don't be shy, if you fail, I will still love you..."

"Go down by yourself, or let someone carry you out?"

He took the man's hand, flicked the hem of his clothes, and insisted that he touch the bumpy muscles on his stomach. Xiao Beicheng couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth, and pinched his stomach. It was useless to punch the green spot, but it was enough to deter that person.

Jun Ziyou snorted, a bit dumbfounded, afraid that he would really drive him out of bed, so he had no choice but to continue the unfinished case to express his sincerity.

"Okay, stop making trouble, where did you say it?"

"Si Ye may not be a pure villain."

"Yes, that's right. In fact, I have never been able to figure out why Master Lin would find a kid who was still running around the street in crotch pants when he passed away to be the executor of his plan."

Xiao Beicheng choked on him and forgot everything he wanted to say.

Counting the time, it was true, Hua Bushi was only a few years older than Jun Ziyou, and when Lin Xi died, his two sons had not yet been born, which was totally unreasonable.

"A person who is as cautious as he is will never allow any unforeseen situation in his plan, so he will not be the one who helps him complete the plan to choose his successor after death."

"Do you want to say..."

"I think Si Ye is definitely a reliable ally when he is normal."

For a moment, Xiao Beicheng couldn't tell whether he was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "Look at the executors chosen by Mr. Lin, the former Prime Minister Li Sansi, and the doctor Jiang Wuhan, these are his trusted friends, reliable and trustworthy. Believe me. What is Si Ye? There are far more uncertain factors in him than his stability, which is simply nonsense."

"Maybe his illness was not so serious back then, or after Jiang Wuhan, Mr. Lin really can't find anyone worthy of his trust anymore."

"It's also possible that this kind of thinking is used in reverse. Everyone takes it for granted that he can't trust Si Ye who has always been at odds with him and whose authority has been restricted because of the Chen Taishi case. So in a sense, Si Ye is actually the most Insurance guy."

"Then he needs someone who can help him minimize the risk..."

Speaking of this, the inspiration flashed, and the two thought of one person at the same time: "Jiang Wuhan!"

That's right, when this doctor was alive, there were basically no signs of Si Ye's illness in the existing written records. Even if you can't trust the records in the scrolls, there is no guarantee that Si Ye's illness will never recur. At least you can be sure that, Jiang Wuhan mastered a certain method to control his condition, which greatly reduced the number of his illnesses.

After Jiang Wuhan's death, Si Ye's illness was unstoppable, and his violent personality gradually occupied his consciousness and controlled his body, so he intensified his appalling plan.

"But in this way, there is a contradiction. The person who is the mastermind of the Miaofa Cult is also the messenger of justice who wants to wipe out this demagogic criminal gang. Does this make sense?" Xiao Beicheng questioned. Indeed, it is also the point that Junziyou can't figure out the most.

He asked again: "If Si Ye is the mastermind behind the Miaofa Sect, then Master Lin only needs to get rid of him, unless he is also a pawn being used."

As he said, there are too many uncertainties in Si Ye, even if such an act of going deep into the enemy's rear can bring benefits, the risks to be taken are far beyond the acceptable range.

There must be something else that he didn't expect...

Jun Ziyou sat up slowly, lowered his eyebrows, looked at his body covered with scars through the open clothes, but his body was much stronger than before, his hands wrapped in bandages hugged his cool shoulders, and his fingers pressed down on the skin There are bluish-white dot marks.

"Perhaps these three are not the only friends Mr. Lin can trust. It's because we think of him too pitifully."

Xiao Beicheng frowned slightly, "You mean..."

"There is one person we neglected, that is, the expert who cured me of the poison of 'Bone Burning' after I escaped from the capital."

The man's body tensed as if he wanted to sit up, but Jun Ziyou held his hands and pushed him back.

His eyes were a little blurred, and whenever he mentioned that unclear memory, he always showed an indescribable confusion, "If he is really related to this, it will definitely be a breakthrough to reveal the truth. The key is ..."

"In?"

Xiao Beicheng's questioning made Junziyou a little annoyed, and he did not hide the disappointment in his eyes at all.

"The point is, I can't remember exactly what happened back then."

The author has something to say: It is impossible to counterattack, and you will not be able to counterattack in this life, you can only use your mouth to enjoy yourself.

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