I am a consultant in Kaifeng

Zhan Zhao, whose name is Xiong Fei, is 25 years old, the only son in his family. His father died when he was young, and now only his mother and servants are left at home in Chenzhou.

Du Xiaoning looked at the rice paper on the desk ponderingly. The words on the paper were crooked, and they were written by her just now.

When leaving Kaifeng mansion today, Gongsun Ce implicitly reminded her to practice calligraphy more after returning to the mansion.

No, she put pen and ink on it after returning home to take a bath.

She picked up the rice paper, dried the pen and ink on it, and sighed, "I knew I was going to hang out with Gongsun, and I should have practiced my handwriting as soon as possible."

Otherwise, it would be a joke if such ugly words appeared in the files of Kaifeng Mansion.

But she can't blame her for being ugly.

She used to write with a ballpoint pen, and she only practiced calligraphy for a month when she was in the second grade of elementary school. It is strange that she can write beautifully with a brush.

She walked to the window and leaned against the window lattice, looking thoughtful.

The scholar's robes from the daytime had been replaced, and her long, tied hair was hanging down behind her back. At this moment, Du Xiaoning looked like a daughter to the letter.

In order to adapt to her current status, she once spent three months observing and imitating the behavior of the young masters in Bianjing.

The maid Siyao pushed the door in with hot water, "My lord, it's time to wash up and rest."

Du Xiaoning turned her head and smiled at Siyao, "Here we come."

Different from the Qingyue voice during the day, Du Xiaoning's voice is soft and soft now.

Siyao had heard ventriloquist performances before, and could imitate all kinds of voices.

Although her son can't imitate everything like a ventriloquist, he can freely switch between several voices.

Sometimes it's the voice of a young boy, and sometimes it's a gentle voice.

Du Xiaoning usually uses the Wen Run Gongzi voice in front of everyone.

When I get along with Siyao at night, I mostly use my native voice, and occasionally when I play with Siyao on a whim, I will use Qingyue's youthful voice to act coquettish and cute.

Du Xiaoning's voice now is her original voice.

It sounded like a girl's voice.

Siyao took the hot water and put it aside, then picked up the comb to help Du Xiaoning comb her long hair.

"My lord, are you tired today?"

"Not tired."

Siyao looked at the person in the bronze mirror, hesitated to speak.

Du Xiaoning turned her head, "What? Worried that I will reveal my secrets?"

Siyao curled her lips, "It's not that I'm worried that the young master will reveal his secrets, but"

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said with a serious expression: "I'm just a little worried that the young master had too much fun in Kaifeng Mansion and lost his mind."

Siyao has been by Du Xiaoning's side for three years.

Since Du Xiaoning became Du Shangshu's adoptive son, she has been arranged by Du Xiaoning's side.

It's just that at the beginning, she didn't know that Du Xiaoning was a daughter.

At that time, she arranged to live in Yunqi with several maids and sisters. Except for them, the rough envoys and maids in the mansion only came to work at a certain time during the day.

Half a month later, the maids and sisters were sent away, and only she and the third son were left in the huge cloud living room.

Before leaving, the maids and sisters looked at her enviously, thinking that there was a high probability that she was picked by the third son to be the housekeeper.

At that time, she was naive and ignorant, thinking of what the maid sister said, her heart skipped a beat.

That night, the third son called her into his room.

Standing in front of the third son, she wondered if she was pretty tonight?Can the third son like it?

Then she heard the third son say: "Siyao, I am the same as you."

She thought that the third son had sensed his intentions and wanted to confess his love to her.After all, that's how it's written in the drama.

Siyao was so nervous that her hands were twisted together, then she watched the third young master undress in front of her, and then——

Siyao didn't want to live anymore.

how can that be possible?

The third son is personable, gentle and considerate.

On the first day she came to live in Yunqi, she accidentally sprained her ankle.Injured before working, the third son will definitely think she is useless, she was so anxious that she was about to cry, in order not to be driven away, she could only hold on.

Unexpectedly, when the third son saw her, he beckoned her to go over, and asked in a gentle voice: "I see that your walking posture is not right just now, did you hurt your ankle? Go to Uncle Lu for some plaster. If the plaster doesn't work, ask the doctor to see it. Expenses are charged to my account."

It was the first time in her life that Siyao was treated so tenderly, her heart was pounding.

For half a month, she has been paying attention to the third son.

The third young master behaves gracefully and elegantly, but he is not feminine, and there is no trace of a woman disguised as a man at all

Some things can't be thought about carefully, and if you think about it carefully, you don't want to live even more.

If the third son was a girl, how could she have blushed at him in the past half a month?

Siyao's heart was extremely desperate, the lover in her dream turned into a daughter, it was like a collapsed house.

The third young master didn't understand her despair at all, and looked at her sadly: "Could it be that Siyao doesn't like me because I'm a girl?"

Then he said something serious and scary——

"If Siyao is willing, I can also abandon worldly views"

Before the third son finished speaking, Siyao covered his mouth.

Siyao was ashamed and annoyed, "Master!"

Later, Siyao realized that no matter whether the third son is a man or a woman, her temperament is like this.

When dealing with young ladies and sisters, the third son is always gentle and considerate.

In other words, Siyao felt that the third son was a bit of a flirt, an arsonist.

I don't know if the Fangxin arsonist will restrain himself after he arrives in Kaifeng Mansion.

In case of non-convergence

Siyao can't imagine what it would be like to have a murderous Kaifeng Mansion, where there are always young ladies hanging around in front of the gate, hoping to meet the third son by chance.

Siyao was very worried, but Du Xiaoning was very calm.

Seeing the third young master standing up, she looked at Siyao.

With one hand, Siyao's chin was lightly lifted, and the phoenix eyes were bent, while the other hand touched the tip of Siyao's nose.

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

The voice of the third son switched at will, and this time it was the voice of Mr. Wen Run.

Siyao: ""

Siyao felt that her heart was about to stop beating.

She should have known earlier that it was impossible for the third son not to play off.

For example, at this moment, she knew that the third son was a woman, and she was so excited by her.

In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

During the day, the branches spit out buds, and the flowers are in full bloom, which is full of prosperity.On a spring night, in a dark corner, someone ran away in a panic, as if hiding someone.

The little boy ran to the depths of the peach blossom forest and looked around panting. He was too tired to run, so he found the biggest peach blossom tree on the spot and sat down with his back against the trunk.

The fragrance in the forest was so strong that he felt like he was about to suffocate.

But he still hoped that the trunk of the peach tree could block his body.

The little boy huddled into a ball, motionless, not even daring to breathe hard, his big black eyes stared blankly at a certain point on the ground in front of him, and bean-sized beads of sweat slid from his forehead.

His scalp was numb, and he was very scared.

Not far away, someone stepped on the fallen leaves in the forest, making a rustling sound, which was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet night.

The boy thought maybe he shouldn't be hiding here, and if he was found, he might die.

My heart kept beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just wait for the sun to come out, and you'll be fine."

He encouraged himself with a gasp.

Suddenly, the heavy footsteps stopped.

The little boy held his breath, and the hands on both sides involuntarily grabbed the tree trunk.

There was a burning sensation from his fingertips. If it had been before, he would have cried.

But now, he can't cry.

He cannot be found, must not be found.

If found, he would be killed.

Suddenly, a low laugh sounded.

He shivered violently.

Immediately afterwards, a soft voice came from the darkness——

"My dear, I found you. You are so lucky that you just ran in and met the person you should see."

The little boy froze, subconsciously looked up and looked forward.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The heart-piercing scream woke up the birds in the peach forest.

Birds flew up from the trees, densely packed, as if they could cover the sky.

In front of the boy, a woman is hung under a peach tree.

She was already dead, with blood at the corner of her mouth, her clothes were not covered, and her body was shaking and shaking under the peach tree.

In Kaifeng mansion, Du Xiaoning just arrived, Gongsun Ce asked her to tidy up the library in order to let her get acquainted with the environment.

There is everything in the library, there are all kinds of materials, and there are also all kinds of files.

Du Xiaoning read the file while sorting it out.

I have to marvel at the fact that it is not easy to be an official of the people's parents. The Kaifeng government has handled many cases over the years, ranging from small things like stealing chickens and dogs to general corruption and perverting the law to shake the country's foundation. Grab a handful.

Du Xiaoning smiled, put the files organized in her hands on the bookshelf, and then walked to another bookshelf.

It is said that Mr. Bao is the master of Qingtian, who knows every detail and has no injustice in his hands.

There is no unjust case in hand, but it does not mean that there is no unsolved case.

What Du Xiaoning is sorting out is precisely the case that has not found the real culprit over the years.

She lowered her head and sorted out the files when suddenly someone knocked on the open door——

"Gongsun."

Du Xiaoning heard the sound and looked, and saw a tall figure standing in front of the gate. He stood against the light and could not see his face clearly.

Zhan Zhao?

Du Xiaoning put the file in his hand back on the bookshelf, walked out, and said with a smile: "Master Zhan, Mr. Gongsun has accompanied Master Bao to work today."

Out for errands?

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly.

Du Xiaoning slightly raised his eyes, and glanced at Zhan Zhao.

Seeing Zhan Zhao's expression, the third young master asked empathetically, "Master Zhan, is there a difficult matter that Mr. Gongsun needs to handle together?"

Zhan Zhao held his Zhanlu sword in one hand, and said in a deep voice, "A murder has occurred in the peach blossom forest outside the city, and Zhang Long has already taken Wu Zuo for an autopsy."

Du Xiaoning immediately understood that there was a homicide in Taohualin, of course Zhan Zhao wanted to go there with Gongsun Ce to investigate the scene.

Zhan Zhao glanced at Du Xiaoning and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

How could she be afraid of death?

It's not like she hasn't seen people who died of torture in the prison cell of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

At the beginning, because Du Ruoyu was worried that she was a girl, he tried every means to prevent her from seeing those things.

It was later discovered that she was not afraid, and sometimes she could even chatter with Wuzuo a few words, so Du Ruoyu let her go.

——Anyway, compared to Du Xiaoning's perceptiveness and genius in handling cases, it's not surprising that he is not afraid of death.

Du Xiaoning replied with a smile: "I'm not afraid."

The dead are not terrible, but the living are terrible.

Zhan Zhao said "Oh", "Then you and I will go out of the city."

This was obviously not what Du Xiaoning had expected, and she couldn't react and stood still.

Zhan Zhao took two steps, seeing that Du Xiaoning didn't follow, he turned to look at her.

"Still not following?"