Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

In front of Langhua Pavilion, Shen Ci met her prince's indifferent eyes and shook her head helplessly.

"I don't think the other party will be so bold. If Shaoqing is really locked up here, how could it be possible not to be discovered?"

"Back then when Qihuang was secretly in Chencang, no one noticed anything unusual. If this case is related to this, it's not difficult to imagine."

Xiao Beicheng was aggressive and wanted to ask for an explanation, so he naturally had no time to change into a low-key dress, so he wore a bright red wedding dress, which was particularly eye-catching.

Passers-by saw that King Jin would come to Langhua Pavilion to prostitute himself in the daytime on the day of his wedding, and they were all talking about it, but he himself turned a deaf ear to it, waved his hand and asked the guards of the palace to surround the Fireworks Lane, and entered it himself. To get to the bottom of the matter is to find out what happened.

Seeing this battle, the bustard's legs were so frightened that her legs went limp, and she thought that the gentleman's moth caused a lot of trouble and ruined King Jin's marriage. Now that someone came to her door, this time it might be real There is no escape.

"My lord, my lord...Your lord has a lot of people, please do me a favor. This time, I was really forced to do this. The mastermind is definitely Mr. Shaoqing. If I don't cooperate, I won't be able to continue this business. I beg you to look at the previous friendship, please spare the life of the old man, the old man will be grateful, in this life, in the next life, and in the next life, I will be your cow and horse, and I will not hesitate."

Xiao Beicheng went straight around the bustard, passed through the front hall where the guests gathered with no expression on his face, and then the royal guards who broke into the Langhua Pavilion together guarded the door, and some of them would not even let out a fly. Stance.

"Where is Lan Xin?"

The bustard dared not be negligent, and tremblingly pointed to the private room upstairs, Xiao Beicheng went upstairs by himself, knocked on the door first politely, and opened the door after waiting for a response from inside.

At this moment, Lan Xin was having a meal with the distinguished guest, and when she saw that King Jin was coming, she looked terrified and uneasy, her beautiful face showed a little shake, and she looked at the benefactor sitting opposite her as if asking for help.

And this middle-aged man who was already drunk was none other than Master Li Mingyu, who was unable to stop his beloved son from getting married today, and had no choice but to drink away his worries.

"Master Li is already drunk, why don't you go back to the mansion first, the king has a few words to say to Miss Lan Xin, you all go out first."

Shen Ci helped Mr. Li, who was swaying from drinking, with a wink, and dragged him out of the room with half-coaxing and half-forced disregard of the drunk man's nonsense, saying loudly: "Oh, Mr. Li, your young master is here today!" What a joy, how could you come here to look for flowers and ask willows, what a shame. I will send you back to the mansion on behalf of the prince, don't make trouble, be good."

Mr. Li obviously had something to say, but Shen Ci covered his mouth, and made a lot of drama, "Oh, Mr. Li, please don't spit here, I lost you, let's go! Let's go!" In the back garden, how can we let the girls see the filth, right?"

Seeing Master Li being dragged away, Lan Xin still refused to let go of this life-saving straw, she repeatedly apologized, "My lord, Master Li is a distinguished guest of my family, he is not feeling well, my family has to go and see..."

"With Shenci following, are you someone who doesn't trust me?"

"This, how could it be, it's just out of reason..."

"My king told you to stay, are you disobedient?"

This sentence clearly revealed displeasure, the guards waiting outside the room suddenly closed the door, and blocked Lan Xin, who was worried about running away, in the room. Turning around, racking your brains to think of countermeasures.

Xiao Beicheng took his time, took a clean cup and brewed a cup of Biluochun for himself, waited for the tea to cool slightly, and tasted the taste before he gave an approving "Yeah".

"It really is good tea. There are quite a lot of treasures in Langhua Pavilion, don't you think so?"

Lan Xin smirked reluctantly, her beautiful willow eyebrows were all twisted together, very depressed.

"My lord said..."

"Seeing how restless you are, you should have guessed why this king is here."

"This... the prince wants to stay here, so he chose Lan Xin..."

"My king is getting married today, and the princess who just got married will come to see you regardless. You think you are very charming. Ming people don't say dark words, this king wants you to pay for it with blood."

Lan Xin's face turned pale when she heard the words, she twisted the silk handkerchief in both hands, and bit her lips, with an expression of resentment, "What does the lord mean by this, my family keeps its own place in Langhua Pavilion, and has never done anything out of the ordinary, even crossed the border. Take a step out of the gate, is such a servant also guilty!"

"Indeed. But this also proves that you are not alone. It is still too late to confess to the forces and accomplices behind you. Are you going to recruit them truthfully, or are you going to fight to the end?"

"My family doesn't understand what the prince means!"

Seeing that Lan Xin was in a hurry, Xiao Beicheng remained calm, got up and walked behind Lan Xin, stroked her shoulders, and gently pushed her to the table to sit down.

"Before this, the king has never doubted you, and I don't know that Jun Ziyou had already doubted you when he first came to Langhua Pavilion and got your confession. At that time, he once said that what you wrote The confession revealed a scandal about Qihuang. This scandal is enough to ruin her reputation, and it can also cost you your life. The king didn't go into the details of what it was, but judging from everything that happened later, it must have something to do with The harem can't get away from it."

Lan Xin lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Xiao Beicheng's eyes, and the latter didn't bother to peek into her inner thoughts from her reaction, so she sat by the window and smoked a cigarette and continued: "Later Qihuang died of illness, Langhua Pavilion was rumored to be haunted by ghosts. At that time, Luo Yutang and Mrs. Li had sharpened their heads thinking about how to pretend to be Qihuang and pretend that she was still alive. Because. With such speculation, it is not difficult to think of a person who has something to do with this, but keeps pretending that it has nothing to do with him, and that is you."

When her deeds were revealed, Lan Xin didn't intend to argue hard.

She took a deep breath, made up her mind, and confessed to everything she had done.

"My lord is right. After Qihuang's death, I was the one who pretended to be a ghost in Langhua Pavilion. On the surface, I didn't get along with her, but we were actually good sisters. I discovered the loophole in Li's words and knew that she was not Qihuang. Huang himself, but I don't know whether Qihuang is alive or dead, so I can only use this trick to test the murderer."

"I don't doubt what you said, but you describe your relationship with Qihuang as sisterhood, even if you say that you are going to break the sky, I don't believe it. I don't know what kind of evil wind has blown in recent years. The nobles in the palace People like to place their eyeliner in Fireworks and Willow Lane, which is really strange. The emperor obviously doesn't like to go out of the palace to have fun, and after Qihuang's death, he doesn't want to get close to women anymore, but they just like to stretch their hands outside the palace. It also means that their target is someone else, and they are officials who can become patrons in the future."

After a while, Xiao Beicheng turned around, put the still burning cigarette stick on the table, walked up to Lan Xin, and pinched her thin chin.

"If this king's guess is correct, you are the servant of the nobleman who almost killed Concubine Li."

Now Lan Xin no longer quibbles, rubbing her hands together, looking at a loss, "I... the servant is also doing things for my master, I just want to live, so what's wrong? Your lord, just let it go, let it go I..."

"Come to beg this king to let you go, but why have you ever let him go?"

Xiao Beicheng snuffed out the tobacco, and looked at Lan Xin with ice-cold eyes, hurting the helpless latter, so he could only dodge around.

"I don't understand what the prince means..."

"Junziyou disappeared for five days, and reappeared in the wedding sedan chair rushed out of Fireworks and Willow Lane, completely unconscious. At first, the king speculated that he was locked in a hot and humid place, but after thinking about it, it seems that this is not the case. It is the method used by the other party to lead this king astray, he will be sweating profusely, it is not the only way to encounter heat, it may also be... the relapse of old diseases."

Lan Xin jumped up when she heard the words, her whole body trembling nervously, she hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

Xiao Beicheng pushed her back to the seat, still speaking in a calm tone, "I have seen the mud left between his fingers, the slightly bluish moss, it is the director of the darkroom where the red coffin was placed in the Langhua Pavilion." moss. When he went down to the darkroom, his asthma relapsed. Although Dr. Jiang has not been able to find out the cause of the illness so far, this king guesses that it must be close to ten."

"But even if he is really imprisoned in Langhua Pavilion, it may not be me..."

Having said that, Xiao Beicheng suddenly grabbed Lan Xin's wrist, making the latter unable to break free, and looked at him with eyes full of horror.

"If you refuse to admit it, go to verify the scars on his body, and you will get results soon. Every bruise on his body is caused by pinching, not the way a man used violence. There are crescent-shaped thin spots around the bruises." Compared with the marks on your fingernails, you should know the truth soon. Besides, Jun Ziyou is not in danger of life, after he wakes up, we will know who the real culprit is."

There were all the witnesses and material evidence, and seeing that there was no room for defense, Lan Xin actually calmed down, pulled out her hand and leaned against the table, holding a cup of wine in a grand manner, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, she is a completely different person from before.

She squinted her eyes, looked Xiao Beicheng up and down, a provocative smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, and she flirted at him knowingly.

"Since this is the case, there is no need for me to hide it. Ming people don't say dark words. If the prince knows what I did, how will he deal with it? Torture me, or ask me to pay in blood?"

"No."

Xiao Beicheng kept smiling, poured a glass of wine for him, then pushed it in front of Lan Xin, and made a "please" gesture.

This move was obviously intended to take her life. Seeing this, Lan Xin lost her composure, and even her voice trembled, "No, you can't kill me. Only when I'm alive can you find out who is behind the scenes."

"Don't take yourself too seriously. Even without you, this king will still find out who is against him. And you who have hurt him, if you live one more day, this king will feel guilty and blame yourself, so you... Or die."

"No, no! I can't die! I... I still have the value of living. I am willing to make up for what I did wrong. Please... please let me go."

Lan Xin knelt at Xiao Beicheng's feet, covering her face and weeping.

The latter thinks he is not hard-hearted, but he is not soft-hearted in the face of those who have harmed Jun Ziyou.

Xiao Beicheng stretched out his hand, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, wishing he could kill her with a clean palm.

Just as he raised his palm and was about to charge for a blow, he suddenly felt a drop on his wrist, and a black cat suddenly jumped onto his arm and sat up, its blue and quiet eyes were fixed on him, and its throat He let out a displeased cry, blowing up his back hair and looking like he was about to lose his temper.

"Why do you come to stop me? Don't you even think that this king is wrong?"

"No, the prince is not wrong. It is true that guilty people deserve to die, but it is also a fact that you have no right to decide their life and death."

The door of the private room was pushed open, and standing outside was Jun Ziyou with a pale face, a messy appearance, and a wedding dress on his body.