The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Liu Jisheng lives in peace and happiness, he has nothing and can't afford to support any confidante.He's a dull bastard who can't make a fart with three sticks, and he has never heard of any enemies.

As the weather gradually heated up, dinner was set up under the locust tree in the backyard of the Yanbei County Government, and everyone sat around in a circle.Wang Yingxiong consciously took the seat next to Su Muhua, took a small bowl and put food for him first.Lu Jiuleng saw Wang Yingxiong pulling Su Muhua's sleeve, his small black eyes were blinking, and he was talking in a low voice, and it was interesting to watch.

After a while, Su Muhua said with a smile, "Little hero, how can there be so many fox girls in the world?"

Wang Yingxiong squatted beside him, "That's not necessarily the case. In the story, fox girls and ghosts all love scholars. Brother Xiao Su told me last time that a poor scholar met a beautiful woman. He saw his heart and took it home. Get along with her. It turned out that the beautiful woman was transformed by a female ghost wearing human skin. The female ghost ate the scholar's heart and killed him. Later, it was the scholar's wife who brought him back to life."

Ma Bulao reached out to take Wang Yingxiong away, "Don't listen to such stories from now on."

Wang Yingxiong tugged on Su Muhua's sleeve, lingering and refusing to leave, "Do you think Liu Jisheng met a... turtle spirit?"

Lu Jiu smiled coldly to see Su Muhua's expression.

Su Muhua snorted coldly, "What are these stories? Why can't children listen to them? I didn't tell him the bookworm Lang Yuzhu who doesn't know what intercourse is." He stretched out his hand to hug Yingxiong Wang on his lap, "Brother Su will tell you again A story of a poor scholar and a famous prostitute in Hangzhou."

Ma Bulao is silent, Hangzhou famous prostitute...

"Ruiyun, a famous courtesan in Hangzhou, has both talent and beauty, and she is so beautiful. There used to be a poor scholar named He Sheng, who was very poor. He heard that Ruiyun was recruiting a son-in-law, so he went there to see her. Ruiyun, among so many people, is the only one. He just fell in love with a poor scholar, He Sheng. But how could He Sheng, a poor scholar, redeem her body? Ruiyun could only marry He Wangsun, who could afford a lot of money. Later, something happened to Ruiyun, and a black spot appeared on his face Madara, ugly like a ghost. The price won’t be high, so He Sheng sold his property to redeem Ruiyun’s life and marry him as his wife.”

"Then He Sheng said that the most important thing in life is a confidant, and you can still know me when you are in your prime. How can I forget you because of my decline!"

Su Muhua's voice was slightly hoarse, like wine, telling a story, which made people feel a little intoxicated.

After hearing what he said, Wang Yingxiong only stared at Su Muhua without saying a word.

Su Muhua asked him with a smile, "What's the matter? Did you sound silly?"

Wang Yingxiong shook his head, "Then what happened to Ruiyun?"

"Later? Married to a scholar."

"Tch, what's the ending after getting married." Wang Yingxiong pointed his fingers, "Ruiyun still has a black spot on her face, so it's not perfect. If the scholar doesn't like her for a long time. Or the scholar will become an official in the future." , and met another beautiful young lady, Ruiyun, she couldn't let it go and felt that she was not good enough for her. That's not a tragedy, it's better not to marry, so as to save the head from nothing and be sad. Xiao Su brother, you have no story. finish."

"But He Sheng really treats Rui Yun well."

Wang Yingxiong curled his lips and said, "But people's hearts will change. Today is good, tomorrow is good, and the day after tomorrow. I knew this truth when I was six years old. Don't lie to children."

Su Muhua rubbed his head, smiled wryly, "The little hero is really smart."

Even a child knows that life is not perfect, it is better not to agree.How can Shu Qingxiu, who is as insightful as Shu Qingxiu, not understand?

Su Muhua had no choice but to make up an ending in which the immortal restored Ruiyun's appearance, and Wang Yingxiong was satisfied.

The night was already quiet, the half moon was hanging over the top of the city, and Su Muhua was walking on the long silent street.He stopped at the door of Liu Jisheng, his body suddenly folded slightly like a willow twig, and a gleam of light like a star flew out from his sleeve.

Lu Jiu coldly saw the star-like cold light rushing toward his face, and he dodged the hidden weapon with a single dodge.

"Xiao Su, it's me."

Su Muhua looked back, the man behind him was wearing a green shirt and a long sword, looking at him under the moon and smiling.

It was Lu Jiuleng.

Lu Jiuhan looked at Su Muhua's eyes like snow under the moon, holding a folding fan in his hand, and the hidden weapon flew out of the fan bone.Su Muhua's internal energy was limited by intoxication in the underworld, so he used less internal energy to make this folding fan.

"Can you see it?" Lu Jiuhan leaned close to his face, turning his eyes on his face, "How can a beauty walk at night without a companion, Lu is willing to be with her."

"Every day is ugly, one hour. I can only see this hour. If brother Lu also came here to investigate, then stop gossiping."

Liu Jisheng's house had already been sealed by the county government, and Su Muhua, with wind in his sleeves, leaped onto the wall first and turned into the courtyard.Lu Jiu gave a sneer and chased after that figure.

The two fell inside the wall, and Su Muhua was half a step ahead.The place where he settled was beside the clump of green bamboos.

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Climb over the wall and you'll be next to this clump of bamboo. That's where the footprints are. Turning over the wall in the middle of the night, this beauty is very bold. Could it be that she's really a vixen?"

Su Muhua said, "I only know that fox girls don't need to leave footprints."

"That's a human being. I once heard that if a child practices a kind of exercise from an early age, he can cultivate a person into a spirit. He can't die, he doesn't know pain, and he can change into various appearances. This kind of child, in the Even weasels in the village dare not provoke them."

Su Muhua didn't even bother to give him a look, he grabbed a handful of soil and looked at it, "If it wasn't for the fact that the bamboo clump had just been watered that day, and the soil pockets were wet, it would not be easy to leave footprints. Like today, it would be a little dry. Brother Lu, you said that these clumps of bamboo are so green, how much water is needed to keep them alive?"

Although the Yanbei border city is not as short of water as in the desert, the water source is also considered rare. Even the county government only pulls two carts of water from several miles away every day.

Lu Jiu said coldly, "The wind and sand here are strong, and the water evaporates quickly. The bamboo may have to be watered every two days. And the winter in the north is bitterly cold. If the bamboo can survive the winter, it must have geothermal heat for heating."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Muhua and said with a smile, "It's quite suspicious that a poor scholar carefully manages these bamboos."

Su Muhua suddenly made a silence gesture, and pulled Lu Jiuleng into the shadows in the corner of the room.Lu Jiuhan was next to him, hiding in the shadows, opened the curtains and looked out cautiously.

After staying for a while, a white figure fell into the wall. Lu Jiu saw that the figure was beautiful, but he had a black tattoo on his cheek, which ruined most of his appearance, but he didn't recognize him.

Su Muhua took his hand and wrote a few words on the palm of his hand. Lu Jiu saw that the stroke was the word Shu Qingxiu.

The two of them saw the faint light of fire outside the curtains. Shu Qingxiu lit a fire in the courtyard and burned the paper money.

For a moment, a faint sad sound came in through the window, but if you listen carefully, it is a suppressed singing voice. "Like this, flowers and plants are loved by people, and life and death follow people's wishes, so no one complains about their sorrows and sorrows."

After singing a sentence, Shu Qingxiu whispered again, "It was the Peony Pavilion when you and I first met ten years ago. Yuan sang casually, but you listened to it. You liked it, I was annoyed at you at the time, and now I pay you back by listening to me sing."

He sang it line by line until he sang, "It turns out that there are so many flowers blooming everywhere, but it seems like this is all ruined..."

The singing was low and lingering, and Su Muhua felt something was blocking his heart, which made him very uncomfortable.Looking up at Lu Jiuhan, he saw blood in his eyes, staring at him fiercely like a beast.

Su Muhua was surprised, it wasn't the first time he saw Lu Jiuhan lose control, he also went crazy that day in the desert.

He didn't know what was wrong, Su Muhua stretched out his hand to hold Lu Jiuhan's meridians, he felt that his zhenqi was disordered in the tentacles, like a strange kind of zhenqi started from the dantian and went retrograde to the meridians.

That's what I thought, just thinking about it.Lu Jiuhan took his hand back and pressed his hand to his side.The body has been firmly attached to him, firmly fixing his shoulders in his arms.

Su Muhua was so angry that he was afraid to startle the people outside the window, so he didn't dare to struggle hard. "You... why are you crazy?"

Lu Jiu looked coldly at Su Muhua who was holding him in his arms, the young man pursed his lips, and raised his phoenix eyes in distress.

The light color that is unnoticed during the day is as bright as a peach blossom in the night.

Lu Jiu's cold eyes moved slightly, as if he had thought about it seriously, then he lowered his head.

"You...get off..." Su Muhua pestered Lu Jiu coldly, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth hard.

The taste of fresh blood seems to stimulate this person instead.Lu Jiuhan pushed Su Muhua hard against the wall, and plundered happily between his lips.

Su Muhua had no choice but to relax his body, and responded to him with a comforting lips.

His gentleness played a role, and Lu Jiu's violent movements eased down.The storm had just stopped, and the contact with the wind and drizzle at this time made the breathing of the two of them a little disordered.

Su Muhua's hand slowly wrapped around Lu Jiuhan's shoulder, his thumb ran down his back, and then he slapped him on the chest.

Lu Jiu spat out a mouthful of blood coldly.Seeing that the blood was purple, Su Muhua knew that his Ni Luan's true energy had found an outlet, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Jiu shook his head coldly.

The fire outside the window had been extinguished, and Shu Qingxiu had already left at some point.

When the two opened the door and came out, they saw that even the ashes of paper had disappeared from the ground, and the soil under the bamboo roots was damp, as if someone had just watered it.

Su Muhua said, "It turns out that Shu Qingxiu and Liu Jisheng are old acquaintances. This bamboo is usually raised by Shu Qingxiu, no wonder it is so green."

Seeing the apricot-colored figure standing under the moon, Lu Jiu felt his throat a little dry, "Xiao Su...I... just now..."

Su Muhua folded his arms around his chest, and said coolly, "Lord Lu, you are not crazy. Being crazy at every turn is a disease, and it needs to be cured!"

Lu Jiuhan touched his nose and sighed helplessly.

Su Muhua and Lu Jiuhan returned to the county office.

As soon as he entered the room, he grabbed the wine jug on the table, tilted his head back and took a big gulp of wine, and let out a long breath, "Damn, I almost suffocated."

This night, it was Shu Qingxiu's song that made him flustered, and then Lu Jiuhan went crazy.

When Su Muhua remembered that he was in that person's embrace and enveloped by his breath, his heart throbbed slightly, and Lu Jiuleng's lips were very hot.

Enough!

The spicy wine entered his throat, Su Muhua's throat itched, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground.

He had just slapped Lu Jiuhan and injected his true energy into him, and he had already hurt himself.

"Little Su..." Su Muhua turned his head and saw Lu Jiuhan standing at the door, the extremely blue sky behind him, his figure blocked most of the moonlight. "I see that the kitchen still has..."

Lu Jiuleng's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on the blood on the ground.

Su Muhua was rude and unreasonable, "Lu Jiuhan, if you dare to say one more word, I will fight you right now."

The door slammed shut in front of him.

Lu Jiuhan stood where he was, and touched his nose helplessly again.

The next day, Lu Jiu coldly passed Shu Qingxiu to the house for questioning.Shu Qingxiu still had thick and white powder on his face, if he still had six points of color left, once this powder was applied, half of it would be gone.

Lu Jiuhan was not formally promoted, and sat in the inner hall with Su Muhua, waiting for Shu Qingxiu.

Shu Qingxiu entered, and Lu Jiuleng made people watch and serve tea.

Lu Jiu asked coldly, "Mr. Shu, do you know about the murder of Liu Jisheng the day before yesterday?"

Shu Qingxiu said, "The news is the most well-informed in the winery, and I have already heard it."

"I heard that Mr. Shu and Liu Jisheng are old acquaintances."

Shu Qingxiu said, "To tell you the truth, my lord, I met him several times in the capital ten years ago. At that time, he was a poor scholar, writing lyrics and music for the theater troupe for a living. The lyrics and music, I just met him at Sizheng’s banquet, and that’s how I got to know him. I used his lyrics and music a few times, and then I became familiar with him. Unexpectedly, many years later, I met him again here in Yanbei .”

He chuckled, "He's been a poor scholar for so many years. Oh, not only that, he's become more stubborn and pedantic."

Su Muhua asked, "Mr. Shu, do you often associate with Liu Jisheng?"

Shu Qingxiu said, "Not too often, although I don't like his sour Confucianism, but for the sake of old acquaintances, sometimes I will help."

Lu Jiuhan asked again, "When was the last time Mr. Shu saw Liu Jisheng?"

"Let's think about it, about five days ago in the afternoon, he went to the store to drink. I gave him a piece of silver, and my lord was there at that time."

Su Muhua smiled casually, "I heard that literati always like to be friends with plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums. The bamboo in Liu Jisheng's house grows well. It's not like what can be found in the north. I don't know if Mr. Shu has any." seen?"

Shu Qingxiu's eyes froze slightly.

Lu Jiuhan took his eyes into his eyes and asked with a smile, "Master Shu seems to have something else to say?"

Shu Qingxiu was silent for a moment, and said, "Three days ago, I saw him once, around evening time. At his home, I watered bamboo for him, and then we had a fight."

"Why are you arguing?"

Shu Qingxiu smiled and said, "It's just because he can't understand me, saying that I have insulted his innocent bamboo."

Lu Jiuhan thought for a while and asked again, "Three days ago, when Liu Jisheng died, from Xushi to Haishi, where was Mr. Shu?"

Shu Qingxiu said, "I had a quarrel with him that day. After going back, I had dinner and didn't go out again. I should read a book in the house."

In the afternoon, Shu Qingxiu was summoned again.This time it was in the courtroom, Lu Jiuhan knocked on the gavel.

Before Shu Qingxiu saw the case, two people had already knelt down.One is the waiter in his shop, and the other is a stranger.

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Shu Qingxiu, these two testified that you were not at home from Xushi to Haishi three days ago, what do you have to say?"

Xiao Er tremblingly said, "Shopkeeper Shu, I was on duty at the cabinet that day... After you went out in the evening, you never came back."

The stranger said, "Shopkeeper Shu doesn't know me, but I do know Shopkeeper Shu. I am the porter who delivers goods to Zuimeng Winery. That day I spent the first half of the night with Miss Zhang who rolled the curtain in Firework Lane. When I got home, I happened to see shopkeeper Shu when I came out. I remember it was past midnight at that time, probably around the time of Chou."

Lu Jiu knocked on the gavel coldly, "Shu Qingxiu, where were you that night?"

Shu Qingxiu raised his eyebrows, "My lord, I have nothing to say."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Shu Qingxiu, what do you mean, my official still framed you?"

Shu Qingxiu said, "My lord, if you ask me again, Qingxiu said the same thing. I didn't go out that night."

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