Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Daoist Qingchen didn't say much, and only gave Junziyou a book of strange tales describing the myth of the wolf demon. The latter read the contents hastily, and rushed back to the capital without daring to stay for a moment.

However, within half a day of the delay, another murder case occurred in the capital. The servant Jiang Linyuan sent to Suyun Temple to deliver the letter just happened to pass by, and did not recognize King Jin and the gentleman coming, so that he insisted on delaying After waiting for several hours, it was not until midnight when he returned to the capital that he learned that another child had been killed.

Jiang Linyuan sent someone to guard the gate of Dali Temple, and when he saw Junziyou, he came forward to report: "Master Shaoqing, my young master asked me to stay here and report to you, saying that he has gone to the Ministry of Punishment to accompany Wuzuo for an autopsy. , if Shaoqing is not in a hurry, can you go and have a look?"

No matter how urgent the matter is, it can't catch up with the important matter of human life, Jun Ziyou hurried to the Ministry of Criminal Justice again, but just as soon as he entered the door, a strong dizziness hit him, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

He declined the kindness of the servants of the Jiang family to come to help him, and when he rushed to the morgue, his steps were a little unsteady. As soon as he reached the door, he gasped and asked, "What's the case, and who was the victim?"

At this time, the post-mortem work had come to an end, and Jiang Linyuan was helping Wu to cover the body of the deceased with a white cloth. His eyes signaled the latter to deal with the mess by himself, and after washing his hands, he dragged Junzi to swim outside the door.

"My lord, to be honest, this case is very difficult."

"Another beast?"

Seeing Jiang Linyuan nodding his head, Jun Ziyou felt a rush of urgency. He staggered and almost knelt on the ground, so he had to support the man, and asked, resisting the discomfort: "Who is the victim, where is the scene of the crime, and what is the case?" when?"

"It's the son of a vegetable farmer. The vegetable farmer's surname is Zhao. He has a small piece of land outside the city. He usually grows some vegetables to make a living. When the season comes, he brings his son to send fresh vegetables to big households in the city every day. Today, when we arrived at the side gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the vegetable farmer helped his servants to deliver vegetables, and he didn't take care of his son for a while, so he let him run away, and when he remembered to look for him, the child had already passed away."

Jiang Linyuan leaned over to pick up a branch as he spoke, and roughly drew the orientation of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the surrounding terrain on the ground.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion is located in the south of the city. Both the front and rear gates are close to the busy city, and there are many people coming and going. However, this remote gate is truly remote, because just across the wall is the courtyard where the little prince feeds birds. Ordinary people dare not approach it, so it has not yet been opened." Find witnesses. Moreover, the incident happened in the evening, and there are very few people who will hang out here when eating..."

Concentrating on the case, he didn't notice Jun Ziyou's discomfort, and he didn't even know what the man quietly bent down and grabbed his shoulder with a little force, but he just heard his weak "Is there something strange..." Only then became suspicious.

But because of his dereliction of duty, he caused such a big case, and he never had the guts to face that person squarely, so he ignored Jun Ziyou's strangeness.

"During the autopsy, it was true that there were abnormalities. The victim this time was different from yesterday, and the scene was even more tragic. When he was found, half of his body was eaten by ferocious beasts. He was eaten by fierce beasts, so there was not much blood left at the scene, as for the traces on his body... my lord, my lord?"

Having said that, Jun Ziyou finally couldn't control the pain in his body, he covered his mouth with a muffled groan, blood oozing from between his fingers.

Jiang Linyuan didn't dare to delay, and ran towards King Jin's mansion after carrying his back. He even forgot to say hello to the attendants waiting outside the Ministry of Punishment. When he arrived at the mansion, he knocked desperately on the door to wake Steward Liu, who had already fallen asleep.

Butler Liu looked reluctant, rubbed his sleepy eyes and glanced at Jun Ziyou on his back, complaining: "Did you drink too much again? It doesn't matter when you go to handle a case, and besides, didn't he say that tonight I won't come back, the prince has already fallen asleep, let him come back tomorrow..."

"My lord is suddenly ill, save me quickly!!"

So not long after lying down, Dr. Jiang, who hadn't warmed the bed, was dragged out of the house again, and invited to Prince Jin's Mansion. When he arrived, Xiao Beicheng was rarely seen wearing only thin clothes, guarding in front of the gentleman's bed, full of is worry.

Having said that, he still glared resentfully at Jiang Linyuan who sent him back from time to time, this vengeful man...

"Jiang Yanqing, you took the pulse during the day and said he was fine. Why did you suddenly cough up blood at night? If you don't have a reasonable explanation, don't even think about leaving this door tonight!"

"My lord, I am wronged. The pulse was indeed stable earlier, and there was no abnormality. Maybe it was because of a sudden rush, and I just couldn't bear it for a while..."

Hearing that everyone had already called his name, Dr. Jiang realized that it was useless to explain, so he saved the time of talking about it, and took the pulse of Jun Ziyou with a serious expression.

"No, it's not a rush..." Upon discovering the abnormality, Dr. Jiang immediately pinched Jun Ziyou's cheeks, held a lamp to illuminate the inside of his mouth, and found that the bottom of his tongue was bruised and exclaimed: "It's poisoning!"

"Poisoned? But when did he... Butler Liu, let Jiang Linyuan track it down!"

Butler Liu agreed, and ordered Jiang Linyuan to take Shenci to go. Compared with finding the murderer, the more important thing now is to save Jun Ziyou's life.

I don't know which god he offended. Since he arrived in the capital, his life has not been peaceful. There have been serious illnesses and minor disasters. Some people always want to kill him.

But having said that, the timing this time was too accurate, something happened to Jun Ziyou just after returning to the capital, could it be...

Dr. Jiang felt the cold gaze, and when he turned his head, Xiao Beicheng had already looked away, holding Junzi You's cold hand and covering it in his palm, and he didn't see anything unusual.

"How is he?"

"Viciousness enters the body, and it is inevitable to suffer some hardships. Fortunately, life is not serious. I will be sad tonight, and it should get better tomorrow morning."

"This king should not want you. If something happens to him, you will be the first to go down and be buried with him!"

As Dr. Jiang said, Jun Ziyou did not know when he was infected with this poison, which is not fatal, but it made him uneasy, his chest felt tight, his eyes became dizzy, and he vomited blood all night long.

Seeing the blood color turn from black to red should be reassuring, but Xiao Beicheng looked at the man's paler face, and listened to his low moan that overflowed from between his teeth from time to time, and suddenly thought that maybe the other party's purpose was not to win his life.

Could it be that Junziyou was killed because of his involvement in this case?

He caressed the man's stiff fingers, interlocked his fingers, and shook his head helplessly.

"Steward Liu, go get the book of tales of ghosts that he took earlier."

Daoist Qingchen's advice only made Junziyou realize the seriousness of the situation, and everything that followed was based on his own speculation.

Taking advantage of Junziyou's drowsy interval, Xiao Beicheng carefully read the description of the wolf demon in the storybook. Compared with the folk myths, it is more detailed. Even the wolf demon described how many people he killed after losing his son. Be as detailed as possible.

"It is written in the book that the wolf demon became angry from embarrassment, rushed into the capital and bit off the throat of the only son of the subduing demon Taoist priest, and then gnawed to death the young child who was related to him. There were three people in total. Entering the palace, snatching the childish heart of the third prince, after devouring it, the power of demons increases greatly, and the behavior becomes more crazy, killing mortal children... This story seems to be shocking, but the key points are nothing more than two points."

Liu Guanjia said: "It's the three people who died, and the third prince whose heart was taken away in the story. In fact, the three children who died are all a cover for deception, and the real goal is..."

The third prince in this story.

Jun Ziyou frowned, let out a groan, his chest heaved violently, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Beicheng wiped him clean with a handkerchief, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips as comfort.

"Go to sleep, you don't need to worry about these trivial matters, just leave it to the king."

As if hearing his words, Jun Ziyou really calmed down, and just fell asleep like this, and did not vomit blood until dawn.

After he was out of danger, Xiao Beicheng got up and went out, and handed the scripture book to Butler Liu, who was closely behind him, and the latter read the contents carefully, and understood the mystery.

"It turns out that Jun Shaoqing is worried that someone will use the myth as a gimmick to commit imitation crimes?"

"Ben Wang always said that the broken books he wrote were all insinuations. People who read them didn't learn well, which invisibly put too much pressure on him. Now that someone really imitated this kind of behavior, he must feel very sorry."

Looking back at Nongyu Xiaozhu's closed door, Xiao Beicheng sighed, and blamed himself for this.

"The prince is worried that someone will harm the prince? I think you are worrying too much. There is no third-ranked prince in the current dynasty. Even if something happens, it will not be the royal family's turn."

"If you look closely at the details on the page, compared to other fonts, the word 'three' is too flat. If you look through the light, you can see that the second stroke is slightly darker, which is obviously added later, that is to say, Originally the word was 'two', not 'three'."

"But the murderer tried his best to make the scene of the crime similar to the myth, but fabricated a third prince who didn't exist. What's the purpose of this? Could it be that he was secretly plotting against the so-called third prince on the surface, but in fact it was want to kill..."

"Your speculation is not unreasonable, but my king's thinking is different from yours. Perhaps a noble person in the palace is pregnant at this time, but it has not been known to the foreign ministers."

"Then those who are likely to know about this matter and have ideas will only be people from the harem."

It is precisely because of this thought that Xiao Beicheng has such a headache. After finally letting Junziyou stay away from the troubles of the harem, now he is going to be sent to the door by himself.

He lit a cigarette and calmed down for a while, seeing that the sky was already glowing with light, he felt that it was almost time, so he ordered Steward Liu to prepare a bath, change clothes and incense for him, it seemed that he was about to enter the palace to face the Holy Spirit.

"My lord, today is not a day to go to court, you deliberately got up early to enter the palace, the queen mother..."

"Don't worry, if it's as this king guessed, the queen mother will be so happy to have a little grandson who can support her. The tricky thing is the emperor's possessive jealous bucket, who doesn't pay attention to the proportion of words, He will definitely think that this king is interested in one of his concubines, and he may not know how to criticize this king."

Butler Liu thought to himself: Jiang Linyuan just sent the unconscious gentleman back to the mansion, you can't wait to make two holes in him, so scared that he didn't dare to say more, so he hurried back to Dali Temple , I didn't even have time to drink tea.

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