Beauty is sick

Pei Zhe straightened his sleeves, but there was no smile on his face: "It's easy to talk to smart people, Jinling Jiu, why did you come to Huaizhou City?"

He didn't believe Lin Jingkong's words at all. The dignified shopkeeper of the first floor in the world is famous among the nine princes in the world. How can a magistrate of Huaizhou be able to invite him.

The timing of Jinling Jiu's appearance was too coincidental. It happened to be the time when the Shangyuan Banquet had an accident. Before that, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was taken away, and the prefect was killed. It is hard to say that it has nothing to do with him.

The full moon hangs high, the dark fragrance floats, and the two sit facing each other. If there is a tea chess board, it should be a game of the past and the moon, but now it has become an interrogation.

This made Jin Lingjiu laugh somewhere, he leaned his forehead sideways, and looked at Pei Zhe with a smile: "Master Pei, before the interrogation, do you have to tell me what I did?"

Pei Zhe called him "Jinling Jiu", and Jin Lingjiu was not to be outdone, and directly replied "Master Pei", and both of them knew what was said here.

It's easy to talk to smart people, but it's annoying to use your brains with smart people.

To be honest, although Pei Zhe is famous all over the world, it is indeed his first time to interrogate others. The civil servant he took the exam has been in the court since he was in high school, and he has never been in the court since he was named the prince's young teacher. When I have been to the Yamen, I do all the work like spring and snow, writing excerpts and poems, like a literati mascot.

If not to say that the imperial court was rotten to the root, the Holy Majesty didn't know which string was wrong in his mind. He risked the disgrace of the world, abolished the ancestral system, and promoted Pei Zhe in an extraordinary way, but he didn't give Pei Zhe any real power. Where Pei Tanhua goes is not because of her official position, but because of the kindness given to her by others.

All in all, Jiu Gongzi was honored, it was the first time.

On the level of case-solving and interrogation, Pei Zhe knew in his heart that his trial of Jinling Jiu was like playing a sword in front of Guan Gong's gate, but he had his own way.

Pei twisted his knuckles, and clasped the tabletop one by one: "Ninth Young Master, I told you that I am just an ordinary person in the wild dog market of Yichaotang. Do you know what this means?"

Jinling Jiu's eyebrows skipped a beat.

Pei Zhe smiled, and said nonchalantly: "Ninth Young Master Jingui, I should have never seen a wild dog. Let me tell you, the wild dogs in this country have a bad temper and are very fierce. They don't bite easily. If you bite it, you won’t let it go, the more you resist, the more aggressive it will be, and it will bite the person bloody and tear off a piece of flesh.”

Jin Lingjiu nodded, lifted the hair that had fallen from the side of his face, and asked in a curious tone, "From what Pei Tanhua said, wild dogs like to bite people and eat meat, but I don't know if this wild dog can bite or not." Bone?"

Pei Zhe stopped, and smirked at Jin Lingjiu: "Master Jiu wants to try?"

Jinling smiled nine times: "It's all right, Pei Tanhua probably doesn't know, I have liked dogs since I was a child, and I especially like training dogs. The more temperamental I am, the more I like them."

Pei Zhe's teeth were gritted by the hard bone in front of him, his mood was not good, and his smile gradually faded: "It's darker and the night is dark and windy. I think about it, but I should chat with Mr. Jiu."

Jin Lingjiu smiled, and pointedly said: "Just chatting?"

Hearing the meaning of his words, Pei Zhe's face turned dark: "Just chatting."

"Pei Tanhua said earlier that I like chatting the most?" Jin Lingjiu stood up and walked slowly to a corner of the room, "Please wait, I'll make a pot of tea, let's chat slowly."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Everything a beauty does is pleasing to the eye, even if it is a beauty with sharp teeth.

Jin Lingjiu is thin, wearing a plain white undershirt that makes his waist thinner. He makes tea sideways, with straight shoulders and obvious butterfly bones, reminiscent of plum branches covered with snow in winter nights, cool and transparent.

Pei Zhe has a pair of eyes for appreciating beauty. According to his own words, these eyes are cultivated by looking at beautiful men in front of a bronze mirror.

Jin Lingjiu's brows were clear and bright, and when she looked up, she was full of coquettishness: "I have wanted to ask Pei Tanhua for a long time, why do you always look at me?"

Pei Zhe was neither ashamed nor annoyed, and admitted openly: "I'm just a layman, and I see that Jiu Gongzi is good-looking."

Jin Lingjiu tightened his hand holding the teacup, and complimented him casually, "You look good too."

Pei Zhe nodded: "Indeed."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Jin Lingjiu came over with a tea tray, a small white porcelain cup, he poured two cups full, and gave it to Pei Zhe: "Please."

Although Pei Zhe claimed that he was a wild dog and a layman, he was a scholar and knew how to behave well. Now that Jinling Jiu is in possession, he naturally couldn't act too lowly, and immediately put on an upright gentleman Courtesy, sit up straight.

Jin Lingjiu noticed this, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He picked up the tea and took a sip, and said softly, "I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring good tea. No wonder Pei Tanhua."

"I don't choose." Pei Zhe smelled it, good guy, I don't know how many times better than the tea made by the innkeeper, and it is true that the same person has different fate, and the same innkeeper, the difference is too big.

Pei Zhe took a sip of the tea, with the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and asked familiarly. He hadn't drunk this kind of tea for many years, and asked, "This tea is from the Southland. Where does the Jiu Gongzi come from?"

Jin Lingjiu nodded: "I went to Xiaoxiang a year ago."

Pei Zhe was startled, the sixteen cities of Xiaoxiang in the south, his hometown is there, no wonder the taste of this tea is exactly the same as he remembered, it turned out that it was brought from there.

Pei Zhe was slightly lost in thought, because of the tea, he felt a little homesick.

In the seventh year of Qianyuan, he left Xiaoxiang and rushed to the capital. He has never been back home for more than five years.

Jin Lingjiu was holding the teacup with both hands, and through the thin cup wall, his fingertips were a little red from the tea, which was particularly obvious when they stuck to the white porcelain cup.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the clear yellow tea in the cup: "Pei Tanhua is also from Xiaoxiang in the south. After all these years, have you ever thought about going back and taking a look?"

Pei Zhe showed a slightly wry smile: "Of course I thought about it."

It was too hot, Jin Lingjiu curled up his fingers: "Then why don't you go back?"

"One word from a gentleman is hard to follow." Pei Zhe looked far away and spoke in a long voice, "I said something before I left home, and if I can't do what I said, I won't go home."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids: "What are you talking about?"

Pei Zhe said sadly: "Find a better-looking wife than me."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Pei Zhe smiled slightly: "Young Master Ninth, don't you believe me? I'm telling the truth. Over the years, I've been trying to find a daughter-in-law who looks better than me, but I haven't found one, not even a shadow."

Jin Lingjiu didn't want to talk to him, and didn't even bother to perfunctory him.

Pei Zhe's tone was sincere: "I have traveled all over the capital, seeing all the stunning beauty inside and outside the palace walls, but I can't find anyone who meets my requirements."

See all the stunning scenery in the palace wall?Jin Lingjiu's expression froze, and he looked at Pei Zhe with weird eyes, talking about the concubine openly, Pei Tanhua was really absurd and bold.

"Until I came to Huaizhou City." Pei Zhe smiled very gently at Jinling Jiu, "I met Master Jiu."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Jin Lingjiu regretted it, he shouldn't have let Pei Zhe lose face just now, this guy definitely did it on purpose, to disgust him on purpose.

Pei Zhe has an affectionate expression on his face: "Is the ninth son unhappy? You are the only person I admit who looks better than me. The first time I saw you, I wanted to marry you home as my wife Son."

Not happy, very unhappy.

Jin Lingjiu moved a little further away from Pei Zhe in silence: "Pei Tanhua is like me, I'm not as tall as you."

Pei Zhe blinked, and immediately changed his words: "Heroes see the same thing."

Jin Lingjiu: "..." I feel like I've been cheated.

Pei Zhe changed the topic, and immediately changed the topic: "Xiaoxiang is rainy, and the winter is damp and cold. Most people in the north don't like it. The ninth son beat Xiaoxiang once, but are you still used to it?"

Jin Lingjiu's face softened a bit: "Fortunately, it's almost the same."

Pei Zhe rubbed his teacup and smiled.

The First Building in the World is located in the South, not only the sixteen cities of Xiaoxiang, but the cities in the South have a similar climate. Jinling Nine should be very adaptable. Just now he made a joke, deliberately set a trap in his words, and finally got something out of it.

Pei Zhe put down the teacup, and folded his hands together: "We talked about the deep-sawing competition before, and you accepted it. I wonder if you have any ideas now?"

After finishing the tea, Jin Lingjiu didn't bother to correct him, he didn't bother to correct him, and asked directly, "What do you think of the magistrate?"

Pei Zhe thought for a while, and gave a more pertinent answer: "If you have a fat brain, you deserve death."

After he finished speaking, he asked Jin Lingjiu: "What do you think?"

Jin Lingjiu covered his lips and yawned: "Heroes see the same thing."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu had a problem. When he was sleepy, he couldn't hold his energy anymore. He couldn't sit upright like before, and said lazily, "Have you heard any ghost stories about Pei Tanhua?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a beeping sound outside the window very appropriately: "Boom—boom! Boom!"

It was the third watch, accompanied by the long and loud shout of the watchman: "Nothing happened!"

Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows: "You mean, the magistrate's feet were sawed off, and it has something to do with the legends?"

Jin Lingjiu said lazily: "Otherwise, people in the world believe in gods and fear ghosts, how can they have so much energy to do unnecessary things, saw off their feet, and then bury them under the embankment? If the murderer is not idle, he just wants to complete a ceremony. The ceremony must be witnessed People, if the murderer wants us to be his witnesses, he must ensure that we can infer the deep meaning behind the ceremony through his behavior. Therefore, the degree of grasp of this behavior is very critical. It cannot be something that everyone wants, and it cannot It's something that no one can imagine."

Pei Zhe squinted his eyes and said: "Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books, but there is one thing that Pei doesn't understand. How could the ninth son know so much about the murderer who killed the magistrate, and even what he thought."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids and took a deep look at him: "Because the murderer is me."