The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

As soon as Su Muhua entered the door, he heard rustling sounds. He stopped by the door, raised his eyebrows, and looked into the room with a smile. "In broad daylight, you two don't remember to close the door."

Knowing that he couldn't see it, Lu Jiuliang felt guilty for some inexplicable reason, even more guilty than when Xiao Wuyou caught him in bed with two women that day.

Xiao Wuyou is his friend.

And Su...

Xiao Su is his subordinate, so naturally...don't be too casual.

Lu Jiuhan pulled off the official robe that was half untied by the woman, and showed his official authority, "Let go, what a mess it is!"

Li Sanniang pursed her glamorous red lips, touched her upper and lower lips and let out an ouch, and flicked the powdered silk handkerchief in her hand, "I hate it, I'm pretending to be prudish with others. Master Song still owes me 100 yuan!" Two silver coins, I will wait for you tonight..."

Li Sanniang combed her hair, walked towards the door with a charming look, and Su Muhua stepped aside to get out of the way.

"San Niang, wait," Su Muhua called her.

Li Sanniang turned her head and saw a smile in Su Muhua's black and white eyes, "It's Xiao Su, why call Sanniang?"

Su Muhua's smile turned cold, "Master Song asked me to return the 100 taels of silver to Madam, but I was too busy to take care of it. Madam is just here, which saves me another trip."

His white fingertips picked up a piece of gold leaf like a flower, and handed it to Li Sanniang.Li Sanniang looked at him with dazed eyes, and took the gold leaf from his hand in a daze.

Su Muhua stepped into the door, flicked his sleeves and closed the door in front of the woman.

There was a bang, and Li Sanniang came back to her senses suddenly, remembering to be aggressive, she poohed and said outside the door, "It's broad daylight, why are the two men closing the door!"

Su Muhua walked to the table as if he had never heard of it, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The layout of Lu Jiuleng's room was similar to his, with a round table in the middle.

Lu Jiuhan also sat down at the table, took a cup and filled it up himself, there is no good water source in the border town, even the tea smelled of dust.

He drank a few sips, with a sinister smile on his lips, "In my eyes, human life is no different, and I have never had any idea of ​​who should die. As for the Tianmeng, I haven't paid much attention to it. However, Xiao Su If you want me to work hard for you, I should pay some rewards..."

Although Su Muhua couldn't see it, he sensed someone's breath approaching, the fingertips holding the cup trembled, and a spider web-like crack appeared on the edge of the cup.The light in his eyes under the crow's lashes suddenly turned cold, and the sleeves of his apricot robe were lightly raised, ready to strike.

Lu Jiuhan suddenly clenched the hand on his shoulder, the true energy penetrated into Su Muhua's body, and the hand flicked down like a string.Su Muhua snorted, and fell limp in his arms, his heart froze, and anger was hidden in his eyes. "Who are you?"

This person's kung fu is simple and practical, although he only makes one move, none of it is superfluous.

Lu Jiuhan leaned close to his ear and said, "My surname is Lu, and my name is Lu Jiuhan."

Su Muhua said these three words in his mouth, this name has never been heard before.While he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his body was lightened, and he had been hugged by someone, but for a moment his body fell into a softness.Su Muhua touched the soft cloth under his body, thinking that this person put him on the bed.

Lu Jiuleng smiled, leaned over the bed and watched him, "Lu Jiuleng is used to being a knife for others, but to thank me..." Lu Jiuleng stretched out his hand and slowly wrapped the belt around Su Muhua's waist around his fingers Go up, lower your voice, "Why don't you make a promise with your body..."

Su Muhua's phoenix eyes widened, with an expression of seeing a ghost on his face.Little did they know that at this moment he had his acupoints sealed for someone else and lay on the bed with a murderous look in his eyes.Even though Lu Jiuhan was used to Fengyue, he couldn't help but feel his heart sway.He was originally a tease, looking at those stubborn eyes at this moment, but for some reason he refused to let go.With an evil smile on his lips, Lu Jiuhan lowered his head towards the man.

"Master Song", He Zhanpeng slammed on the door, "Someone knocked on the drum of grievance."

Boom, boom, boom... The thundering sound of the drum almost knocked down the plaque hanging high in the mirror of the county government office.

"mighty......"

Lu Jiuhan sat in the hall in an official robe, knocked on the gavel, "Bring it up."

It was the first time that Yanbei County Government was promoted under Song Hao's tenure.

The case between Li Sanniang and Buliuxing has not yet been opened. Li Sanniang paid a fine to the magistrate Song to save face, and when she went back, she reduced the price by 200%.Li Sanniang told County Magistrate Song and Master Song to go again, and give [-]% off.

He Zhanpeng served tea and sat on the left side. He Zhanpeng remembered that when County Magistrate Song and Master Song came out of the room together, he often cast a glance in the room.

Half of the blue and white bed tent was lowered, the white bedding was in a mess, and a rough porcelain teacup fell on the floor.

When Master Song stepped out of the room, his eyes were, tsk, so fierce that he wanted to kill someone.

No matter how you think about that scene, it's weird.

Master He lifted the lid of the cup to cover his face, and looked at Su Muhua on the other side from the edge of the cup.Master Song spread out a piece of paper, pressed it with a paperweight, rolled up his sleeves, and was picking up his pen and ink.Sitting upright, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is clear.

He Zhanpeng has been in the officialdom for decades, and he shouldn't have seen it, even if he saw it, he should not have seen it.

The drummers were a group of half-grown children, complaining for the death of their master.

The master's body was lying on a stretcher, covered with a bamboo mat.

Lu Jiuhan waved his hand, Zhang Qing stepped forward and lifted the bamboo mat to reveal a blue and white face.

His eyes were bloodshot and protruding, and he stuck out half of his tongue, as if he was being strangled to death.

Ma Bulao covered Wang Yingxiong's eyes with his hand. "Don't look, turn around and have nightmares."

Lu Jiuleng took a closer look, "It's him? Liu Jisheng."

The person who died turned out to be the down-and-out scholar Liu Jisheng who had an argument with Shu Qingxiu in the restaurant that day.

The half-grown children hid far away and let out mournful voices.

Lu Jiu patted the gavel coldly, "Quiet, quiet, tell me how you found the body?"

One of the older children, who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, could be called a teenager, fumbled and took out a certificate.

Zhao Lian took it, handed it to Lu Jiuhan, Lu Jiuleng took it, looked at it a few times, handed it back to him, and said, "Read."

Zhao Lian's face turned red, "My... my lord, I can't read."

Lu Jiuhan pointed to the boy just now, "You read it."

The young man took the certificate and read tremblingly, "There is...you son Liu Jisheng, who guards Confucius and Mencius... see what he does. I see this Yanbei three generations below, the world... Dao... , Abandon propriety and righteousness... open..."

Su Muhua stopped writing, and smiled coldly, "Is this what your master taught you?"

Liu Jisheng set up a study before his death, and the articles of Confucius and Mencius have been illuminated through the ages, and there are three or two kittens in the hall.With so many disciples appearing from nowhere behind him, I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

I don't know where the sour scholar imitated the tone of a bookworm and wrote this certificate.But I didn't want Lu Jiuhan to come out like this and wear it on the spot.

Lu Jiuhan knocked on the gavel and stroked his forehead with his hand, "Master Congratulations, you come and read."

He Zhanpeng held the certificate in his hand, saw the square and round font, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be Taige style." Taige style is a popular calligraphy style in the imperial examination room nowadays, dignified and without losing etiquette.

He Zhanpeng continued to read the petition, "There is a son Liu Jisheng, who abides by Confucius and Mencius, and abides by the rules. From what I have said, I have observed that under the third generation of Yanbei, the world has declined and morals have declined, etiquette and righteousness have been abandoned, and integrity and shame have been abandoned. Seeking peaches and plums to become a trail, but wishing to pass on thousands of years of articles, keeping the shabby house poor. Oh no, on March [-], the shabby house collapsed in the middle of the world. The ancient saying is that the punishment for chaos and the country uses heavy codes, begging for a mirror in the high hall, and return the justice of the world. The people are crying obeisance."

Lu Jiuhan knocked on the startled wood and said, "Which of you wrote this certificate?"

The young man bit the bullet and answered, "Did we hire someone to write it for us?"

"Oh? Who wrote it, and how much money did it cost?"

The young man said, "My lord, this is not the point. The point is to catch the murderer who killed our master. If your lord delays any longer, if he runs away, who will avenge your master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd at the gate of the courtroom started making noises.

"That's right, catching the murderer is the key point."

"That's right, why bother to embarrass the child."

"This official will not be incapable of investigating cases, so let's talk about it."

"Who knows, the world is as black as crows, maybe they just want to catch a scapegoat."

"Investigate the case, investigate the case, don't talk about other things."

"Yes, yes... to investigate the case."

At last the tumult merged into one sound,

"Investigate the case!"

"Investigate the case!"

"Investigate the case!"

Lu Jiu glanced coldly and saw a sneer on Su Muhua's lips, his eyes were as cold as a cat that has seen a mouse.

I don't know what kind of weird thought that person had again, he had a headache and knocked on the gavel. "Silence! Silence!"

All the servants in the hall shouted in unison, "Mighty!"

Only then did the uproar be suppressed.

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Okay! I will investigate the case first and have someone do an autopsy."

The office worker in the county government is concurrently held by Ma Bulao.

Ma Bulao came out with a set of golden needles and silver knives, cut open Liu Jisheng's clothes with a swipe, and disemboweled Liu Jisheng in full view.

"My lord, the deceased had 53 skin wounds all over his body. There were no obvious internal injuries to the internal organs. Only the liver was slightly bleeding. But the real fatal injury was that someone choked his throat and died of suffocation. Judging from the injuries, the murderer's martial arts is not high, not even high. Knowing martial arts, he is not very strong, but he was injured by continuous violent blows. The corpse of the deceased is like a peach blossom, and there is still a small amount of blood when he cut it with a knife. From this point of view, he died for about six or seven hours. The time of death was probably between Xu hour and Hai hour last night. The deceased was not poisoned or drugged."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "According to what you said, the murderer has no martial arts, and Liu Jisheng is also a man. I think this hard work will leave some traces. Just look at his hands."

Ma Bulao inspected for a while, and said, "Return to your lord, the dead man's fingertips were indeed stained with some ink and white powder."

He scraped some ink and face powder on the white cloth with a knife, and held it in front of Lu Jiuleng. "My lord, please take a look."

Lu Jiu saw that the ink was withered and dry, like inferior loose ink, presumably it was used by Liu Jisheng.The powder was white and delicate, with a light jasmine fragrance.

Lu Jiuhan is familiar with Fengyue, and he was so excited that he used to make pearl powder for some brothel girls, and he knew that this is the most popular pearl powder made from jasmine.

This pearl powder can't be said to be very expensive, but a box costs two taels of silver, unlike Liu Jisheng, a poor scholar who can afford it.

I thought, "Could it be that the murderer is a woman?"

Next, Lu Jiuhan took the chief secretary, master, yamen servants and other people to go to the place where Liu Jisheng's body was found, which is also his residence.

Liu Jisheng's residence is quite dilapidated, the roof is not even fully covered with blue tiles, and the broken windows have not been repaired, but there is a green bamboo planted behind the house.

It seems that Liu Jisheng learned from Layman Dongpo and would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo.

Wang Yingxiong followed at the end, slipped and slipped when entering the door, and put his hand on the door. "Yeah, who carved a flower on the door... oh, no, it doesn't look like a flower... five petals, one petal is very big, the middle is round and big, with a grid drawn in the middle, what is this flower?"

Su Muhua stopped when he heard the words, and asked in surprise, "Like a turtle?"

Wang Yingxiong touched it and said with a smile, "It's really a turtle."

Lu Jiu also touched the door with his cold hands, and asked in confusion, "It was carved with a sword edge, what happened to the turtle?"

"Everyone, come quickly." Zhang Qing found a line of footprints beside a few bamboo sticks in the backyard.

The footprints stretched from the top of the wall to the inside of the house, and the footprints left in the mud were small and small, which seemed to be the footprints of a woman.

The down-and-out scholar lives alone in his study, in the dead of night, the moon wears the shadow of bamboo.Youmei, as graceful as Qingyang, climbed over the wall and entered the room to meet.The belt is lightly divided, and the sachet is secretly resolved.

Lu Jiuleng saw Su Muhua standing beside the footprints, his eyes thoughtful. "Xiao Su, in your opinion..."

"Stay away from me." Su Muhua's glazed eyes stared, and he stepped back guardedly.

Unfolding the folding fan in his hand, he said leisurely, "In my opinion, this is a romantic story, but the love and hatred caused waves, and my life went to the underworld."

He said so in his mouth, but the smile that Ye Shu Qingshou carved the turtle and turned around appeared in front of his eyes.

Is there a beautiful person who is as gentle as Qingyang?

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