Those years of being a bodyguard for Bingjiao

◎Open the coffin to see◎

Because Yu Zhicong returned home early, the whole day of hunting was originally expected to end early.

Yu Qing and all the guards brought back two foxes and some hares and pheasants. The two foxes will be carried to the Shangshu Mansion tomorrow, and the rest will be divided among the guards.

Shen Baiyi quickly asked, "Are you going to bake it?"

In her straight eyes, Yu Zhicong glanced at her several times angrily, he never eats these things.

Yu Zhicong saw that her heart was floating out, and he hated iron for not being able to make it through: "Get out! Don't be an eyesore to me."

Shen Baiyi: Boss, I will never speak ill of you again!

She tiptoed to leave, and Yu Zhicong added naggingly: "No alcohol."

"Okay, as ordered."

Shen Baiyi jumped three feet high when she stepped out of the room, only suffered a slight injury, not to mention getting off work early and eating fresh prey, it's quite a bargain after all.

Even Yu Qing gave her a whole pheasant for the sake of being a wounded woman, and sent her away.

Brushed with oil and honey, the pheasant is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The aroma makes the index finger move. Shen Baiyi thought about it and decided to share it. Mom said that some things cannot be eaten alone.

She had already left the guardhouse, but she turned around and walked to the door of Yu Lan's room.

Shen Baiyi knocked the door softly, and there was a movement inside: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Shen Baiyi."

Yu Lan heard a familiar voice, and her tense body relaxed again: "Come in."

He was sitting at the table reading a book at the moment, Shen Baiyi brought a roast chicken to his eyes: "Look, we brought this from the hunting ground today."

After finishing speaking, he felt that the information given was wrong: "It was Manager Yu who brought someone back to call."

Yu Lan frowned and shook her head: "I won't eat."

Shen Baiyi was a little surprised: "You don't eat either?"

"also?"

"Your Lord Hou doesn't like food either, he's really picky."

Yu Lan didn't speak, seeing Shen Baiyi sat down very familiarly, she even pulled a chicken leg and handed it to him: "Your injury is about to heal, this chicken looks good, it should be delicious."

That's right, Shen Baiyi still felt a little guilty, if she stood firm and did not fall into the water, Yu Lan would not suffer unjust injustice, and received twenty lashes innocently.

Yu Lan didn't answer, still shaking her head: "No."

The two stalemate for a while, Shen Baiyi stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth angrily, and said vaguely: "Do you think I can't eat it?"

"Eat it."

"You are as virtuous as your Lord Hou, you can choke to death with words." Shen Baiyi rolled his eyes at him, and poured a cup of tea by himself.

Yu Lan nodded: "Well, since I entered the mansion, I have been by the side of Master Hou and Brother Yu Qing."

Shen Baiyi's gossip factor started to make trouble, she asked: "When did you enter the Hou's Mansion?"

"Ten years old."

"You are eighteen this year, that is, that is the Hou Mansion you entered when Lord Hou was 12 years old."

According to the memory of this body, Princess Qingping died when Yu Zhicong was eight years old, and Old Hou Ye died when he was nine years old, that is to say, Yu Lan has never met these two people.

Yu Lan gave her a complicated look: "Yes."

Shen Baiyi continued to gossip: "At that time, Lord Hou also had this bad temper?"

"Yes."

No wonder, it seems that he has been this virtue since he was a child.

While speaking, Shen Baiyi had already finished eating half a chicken, she drank two cups of tea and continued to eat.

"Princess Qingping's death day is coming soon?"

Yu Lan continued to nod indifferently, seeing Shen Baiyi eating deliciously, she thought of something after a moment of silence, and said: "Speak less, do more."

"You mean, on the anniversary of Princess Qingping's death, talk less and do more?"

"Yes."

Shen Baiyi was even more surprised. Two people in succession told her so, so what kind of existence does this princess have in the Hou Mansion?

She moved closer to Yu Lan's side: "Hey, then tell me, the princess and Lord Hou are in their prime, how could..."

"You ask too much." Yu Lan seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and interrupted her directly.

Shen Baiyi...is everyone so difficult to deal with?

She still didn't give up: "You tell me, but I won't spread the word."

Shen Baiyi said that he was going to pull Yu Lan with his oily hands, but he dodged in disgust: "I said, don't touch me."

"Princess Qingping went crazy when she married into the Hou family. After giving birth to Lord Hou, she wanted his life three times and four times. Later, the old Lord Hou refused to let the princess see him again."

Yu Lan paused, glanced out of the window, saw the wind moving, and continued: "Old Hou Ye often drank and was drunk all day long. No one took care of Hou Ye when he was young."

"Later, when he was 12 years old, Lord Hou ran to the backyard to meet Princess Qingping. After that, the princess died, hitting her head on the corner of the table."

Shen Baiyi even forgot to eat the grilled chicken when she heard such a secret, she quickly wiped her mouth: "What about after that?"

"It is said that Lord Hou killed the princess by accident."

"It's absolutely impossible." Shen Baiyi blurted out, although Yu Zhicong was decisive in killing, subconsciously, he didn't believe that he would kill his mother. This crime can make people lose their heads for a lifetime.

"Brother Yu Qing said that it was the princess who wanted to strangle Lord Hou to death, and then she ran into the corner of the table in a crazy manner."

"So, how did the princess go crazy?"

"unknown."

Shen Baiyi can assure you that today is the time when Yu Lan talks the most, since he met him, all of them added up are not as dense as today.

According to the previous investigation and some information from the killer organization, she had some guesses in her heart, but they were just guesses.

She got something she wanted to know, clapped her hands after swallowing the last bite of chicken: "We will be brothers from now on, don't be polite to me if you have something to do."

Yu Lan...

He didn't say a word, and Shen Baiyi didn't expect any reaction from him: "Then I'll go first. Tomorrow, Master Hou will attend the Hongmen Banquet, so I have to follow."

"Go to the Minister of the Ministry of Officials?"

"Yes, this is the chicken that gave the weasel a New Year's greeting, and An'an didn't have the good intentions to go."

Yu Lan was noncommittal: "Be careful tomorrow."

"That's natural, I always cherish my life."

Hey, something's wrong, this kid can care about people, and a child can be taught.

Shen Baiyi waved at him: "As expected of a brother, let's take a step first."

Before dawn, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials' mansion was flooded with cries, and everyone was wearing sackcloth and mourning clothes. The miserable atmosphere made people feel sad.

There were two or three pedestrians walking in the market not far away, and the older man spoke first: "Which family is this dead?"

A younger youth answered the words: "The only son of the official secretary's family has died."

"Oh?"

"I heard that he was murdered at the mansion. It was very cruel."

The uncle scratched his head: "Who is so bold, don't die!"

"The murderer has been caught. Shang Shu's son likes to gamble. If he wins other people's money, he even robs his daughter-in-law. He is so popular that he jumped over the wall in the middle of the night and killed him."

Another person dressed like a scholar shook his head repeatedly: "You are not right, I have some gossip, they all say that Lord Yu did it!"

As soon as the words were finished, a group of guards with tall horses came around the corner, with a small blue sedan chair behind them. After seeing the clothes of the guards clearly, their expressions changed one after another.

"Go, go."

From a long distance, Shen Baiyi saw several people running away in a panic, their facial features twisted together as if they had met the living king of Hades, where did the living king of Hades come from in the clear sky?

Wait... She glanced at the sedan chair and understood.

When the group arrived at the gate of the Minister's Mansion, the guards outside, as well as the ministers or businessmen who were about to enter, all stopped in their tracks.

After the porter stopped the sedan chair, Shen Baiyi gently lifted the curtain of the sedan chair: "Master Hou, we are here."

Yu Zhicong is wearing a purple double-breasted gown today, with white embroidered on the hem. Although he has given him a lot of face by being able to condescend to come to the Shangshu Mansion in his capacity, the clothes are really out of tune with others. To put it bluntly, yes Disrespect to the dead.

All the people present bowed their hands to say hello, and they were also surprised in their hearts how Yu Zhicong came.

These people are either rich or noble, and most of them know a little about the twists and turns in the court. It is rumored that Yu Zhicong hated the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and took his son's life. .

Yu Zhicong squinted his eyes and glanced around, then ignored anyone and went straight into the gate.

Yu Qing and a group of guards hurriedly followed, the boys looked at each other, their legs trembling with fright, should they stop or not?

How could anyone dare to bring a saber into the mansion of a second-rank official, and there are still two dead foxes with blood still hanging on their fur.

After entering the gate, only the sound of murmurs and the uncontainable scent of incense made Shen Baiyi cough twice.

With Yu Zhicong's ostentation, it is impossible not to disturb Zhang Shangshu. He trotted towards him, not even caring about his usual official prestige. Seeing him, he almost threw himself into Yu Zhicong's arms. The personal bodyguard, Shen Baiyi quickly turned sideways to block him.

Zhang Shangshu was so frightened that he almost lost his footing. With snot and tears, he said to Yu Zhicong, "It is the great honor of my Shangshu Mansion that Lord Hou can come, and Cheng Shu will die in peace."

Shen Baiyi: Why are you so weird?

Yu Zhicong didn't get angry, instead he gave Zhang Shangshu a vain support: "Shangshu lost his only son so badly, I should come here to take a look and relieve the emperor's worries."

Good guy, it's time to play tricks.

Zhang Shangshu was stunned, wiped away the false tears casually, then stretched out his hand to invite Yu Zhicong in, and said, "Master Hou, why don't you go have tea first?"

"I'm going to see your son."

"This……"

Yu Zhicong sneered: "Why, I can't watch it this time?"

"Of course I can see it, please, Lord Hou."

Zhang Shangshu hesitated to speak, and finally looked at the guards behind him who were as strong as Mount Tai, and said to the servant: "Please take a seat in the shade."

He stared at the two dead foxes for a long time, his eyes dim.

Yu Zhicong didn't stop him either, for a moment only Shen Baiyi stayed close.

The coffin of Zhang Chengshu's son, Zhang Chengshu, was parked in the mourning hall. Most of the female relatives who knelt on the ground were young and beautiful, and Shen Baiyi's last bit of goodwill disappeared in an instant.

It seems that the rumors are true, this old Shangshu's son is so beautiful, and he even robs civilian women by force.

Yu Zhicong entered the mourning hall, without burning incense or bowing, instead he walked to the coffin and knocked on it, then said: "Open it and have a look?"

The author says:

Shen Baiyi: My boss does have a problem with his mind sometimes, so I'll drag him away!

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