Beauty is sick

Yun Wuyang shook his hands, and the pickled vegetables he had just picked up fell to the edge of the table. He looked at Lin Jingkong and laughed dryly: "No, no, Commander Lin."

God is pitiful, God has eyes, Lord Yama is impermanent, there is a god standing three feet above his head, he won't be so crowed, guessing something he shouldn't know, right?

No matter how many times Yun Wuyang prayed to his ancestors and gods and ghosts in his heart, looked at Lin Jingkong with puzzled eyes, and Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu's sympathetic eyes, this matter was destined not to go his way.

Lin Jingkong ignored his choreography, and smiled at Yun Wuyang for the first time, showing a mouthful of white teeth, which is creepy no matter how you look at it: "You know how to guess, if you guess again, the word Where is it written?"

Yun Wuyang swallowed, and specially covered the most impossible place: "The soles of the feet?"

He thought about it in his heart, he wanted to show that the identity of the murderer must be ostentatious, pick an obvious place to write, the soles of the feet have to take off the shoes, what a smell, and it may take a long time to be discovered, not at all Like a murderer would do.

After he finished speaking, he felt more and more that he was right, and raised his chin at Lin Jingkong, with a proud expression of "I guess I was wrong".

Pei Zhe sighed softly, he was too embarrassed to puncture the dream of this stupid boy.

Jin Lingjiu pursed his lips, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, swallowed the tea, and looked at Pei Zhe with a half-smile: "Good teaching."

There was no aspect of the lecture, Pei Zhe seemed to understand what he meant directly, shook his head, glanced at the triumphant Yun Wuyang, and whispered something to Jin Lingjiu.

He spoke quickly and hastily, Jin Lingjiu couldn't hear clearly, raised his eyebrows: "What?"

On a table, the two of them were next to each other, and they could touch each other from side to side. Pei Zhe simply leaned against him, and repeated what he said just now: "You are really good, you are really embarrassing me."

Pei Zhe is from Xiaoxiang in the south, and the people there speak in a soft and melodious voice, like singing a ditty, with a lazy air, soft in the ears, like being coquettish.

The side of Jin Lingjiu that was close to Pei Zhe's body went numb, feeling that the image of this white-skinned Tanhualang was too changeable, occasionally revealing something a little different, looking at this exhalation, she was a bit soft like a girl.

Didn't hear Jin Lingjiu's reply, Pei Zhe smiled triumphantly, just like Yun Wuyou just now, I have to say that the master and servant are quite similar in some places: "Is this what I said?"

Jin Lingjiu gave a vague "um", he wanted to tell what was on his mind, and if he kept it, he would make Pei Zhe angry. Although he just met him, Jin Lingjiu felt that he had been friends with this Tanhualang for a long time. I don't think it's better to talk too much.

Because of Jin Lingjiu's concession, the chat between the two can be called friendly, but the other side is different. Lin Jingkong is not a person who knows how to advance and retreat. Besides, he doesn't bother to care about Yun Wuyang's mood. .

"Yun Wuyang, I now know that I have underestimated you." Lin Jingkong smiled, "Your method of solving the case, even guessing, turned out to be quite powerful. Why don't you change your name and call it Yun?" How about nine?"

Pei Zhe's smile was low, and he laughed inappropriately: "Yun Jiu is good, but inappropriate, not as good as Yun Shi. There is a ninth son on the first floor of the world, and I will see that another tenth son will match."

Yun Wuyang: "..."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang both looked indifferent, Pei Zhe didn't feel that he couldn't get off the stage at all, and turned his head to look at Jinling Jiu: "What do you think, Mr. Jiu?"

Jinling Jiu didn't lift his eyelids: "Very good."

Talking to someone with a brain consumes energy, but it also saves trouble and worry. As long as the other party wants to make you happy, you can agree to it. Pei Zhe clapped his hands and laughed, and the whole private room was filled with the voice of him enjoying himself.

The officers and soldiers moved quickly without delay, and carried the corpse into the private room.

"Hey, how wicked!" Yun Wuyang wrinkled his nose and threw away the chopsticks in his hand, "Isn't Commander Lin so that others can have a meal with peace of mind?"

The corpse hadn't been processed, and the smell of the corpse was so strong that people almost vomited out the food they just ate and the overnight meal. Even the calm Jin Lingjiu couldn't help it, and his expression changed slightly.

Lin Jingkong had already been mentally prepared. He let the butler take it with him as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, and had a face-to-face meeting with this thing. He vomited long ago when he should have vomited. At this moment, he didn’t feel pain in his back when he was standing and talking. He gloated and said: " Did you ever hear stories told by old people when you were young? If you eat too much, you won’t live long.”

Yun Wuyang: "..." There's no need to eat, he's fed up with this wicked thing, he really deserves to die!

Among the four people, there was one who was unexpectedly calm.

Pei Zhe leaned back on the chair in his spare time, raised his right hand resting on the armrest, and commanded without changing his face: "Move over there, yes, right, next to Commander Lin, there is an empty chair, a decent person, Let him sit and talk."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

A group of officers and soldiers: "..."

Yun Wuyang laughed with a "puchi" and said, "That's right, that's right, Commander Lin likes to be next to this kind of thing the most, so hurry up and let it go."

Lin Jingkong: "..." I like you bastard!

Lin Jingkong didn't give instructions, and the officers and soldiers who carried the corpse were at a loss and stayed where they were. Pei Zhe still felt dissatisfied, and said without warmth: "Why, don't you listen to me?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes; where there are rivers and lakes, there are right and wrong;

In terms of official position, Pei Zhe is several ranks higher than Lin Jingkong. He never put on airs in the past, so he appeared extraordinarily gentle. Now that he suddenly raised his official position, he was a little more majestic, and scared the officers and soldiers who carried the corpse. Shaking, almost throwing the body out.

Pei Zhe didn't show any signs of joking, and his face was cold, staring at the officers and soldiers, as if he wanted to supervise them to quickly arrange the corpse according to his instructions: "Keep on, let's stay with this corpse until night."

The officers and soldiers exchanged glances with each other, took off a little of the white cloth covering the corpse, pulled it up to the neck, and then placed the corpse on a chair, with one hand on the left and one on the right fixing the corpse.

Now the corpse is sitting facing north, with its back to the window, Lin Jingkong is on the right, Jinling Jiu is sitting half a table away, and Pei Zhe is directly opposite, which can be called a treasured place of geomantic omen.

Lin Jingkong's face was so dark that he could draw ink: "Master Pei is so unique."

Pei Zhe didn't lift his eyelids: "What kind of interest is it? It's just that the deceased is the most important, so I give some respect."

Lin Jingkong cursed inwardly, the dead man is a big ass, when he saw the body of the magistrate, he didn't see you respecting him much: "The dead man is big, and scholars know how to be polite, unlike our rough people who use martial arts, who see the dead body I don't take it seriously, I don't have any pity at all. What are you doing here, take off the cloth and let Mr. Pei take a good look at the corpse before we can settle the case!"

The officers and soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay: "Commander, do you really want to take it off?"

Lin Jingkong scolded: "Can I still make jokes and amuse myself? Hurry up, don't make Mr. Pei wait too long."

Seeing that Lin Jingkong didn't seem to be joking, the officers and soldiers followed his will and removed the white cloth covering the corpse.

The private room suddenly fell into an atmosphere of silence. No one spoke, and they all stared at the corpse sitting beside the table. Jin Lingjiu and Pei Zhe could barely keep their expressions on their faces. stared out.

Lin Jingkong stood up, pushed the chair to the side, and stepped on it, full of gangsters, he casually took a chopstick from the table, picked the corpse's chin, turned his head to look at Pei Zhe, and lifted the Lifting the corner of his lips: "Master Pei, take a look, do you have any advice?"

Pei Zhe: "..."

It wasn't until this time that Pei Zhe began to look at Lin Jingkong squarely. His impression of this person had already been set, and it wasn't very good, but he never thought that Lin Jingkong would compete with him like this.

From this point of view, there is a bit of a rare masculinity.

"Damn you!" The silence was broken, and another person slapped the table, "Lin Jingkong, what are you doing with my chopsticks!"

The sudden change made everyone stunned for a moment, especially Lin Jingkong, whose expression that was originally full of gangsters showed a slight confusion, absurd and ridiculous: "What did you say?"

Yun Wuyang kicked at the chair Lin Jingkong was stepping on, and using his palm as a knife, he slashed at his right arm, knocking off Lin Jingkong's hand holding the corpse's chin: "Why are you pretending to be stupid, or say you're blind? gone?"

The chopsticks fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Yun Wuyang leaned forward and grabbed Lin Jingkong's collar: "You take the chopsticks and use the chopsticks. What are you doing with Lao Tzu's? You also use Lao Tzu's chopsticks to touch the corpse. Are you doing it on purpose?" Let's do it!"

Lin Jingkong came to his senses, and the others also came to his senses. There were occasional laughter, and the originally calm atmosphere instantly relaxed.

"Who are you?" Lin Jingkong realized at this time that he had made a mistake first, but when Commander Lin was grabbed by his collar and scolded his son, his face sank, and in an instant, the big and small things disappeared. Feeling.

Yun Wuyang was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, and looked at him unceremoniously: "Whoever agrees, it belongs to him."

Lin Jingkong pushed Yun Wuyang's shoulders, pushed him away a little, then grabbed the man's collar with his backhand, and treated him in the same way as a man: "I don't have a son as old as you."

Not to be outdone, Yun Wuyang gritted his back molars: "Of course you didn't. You can't have a son as handsome as me."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

A table with two sides facing each other, with swords drawn at one end and calm at the other.

Pei Zhe propped his chin, grinned, and whispered to Jin Lingjiu in a low voice: "These two people are quite interesting, more interesting than the opera singers, but why is this Yun Wuyang so narcissistic, and even said that he is handsome, and his son is still here, Did he not feel bad for saying that?"

Jinling Nine: "..."

Jin Lingjiu didn't answer these words, and suddenly asked: "What's your anger just now?"

The face of the person who was smiling froze: "Who is angry?"

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him, imitating Yun Wuyang's words: "Whoever agrees is the one."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu: "According to Pei Tanhua's disposition, he won't be angry because of the corpse. He puts on the airs of an official. Do you think everyone else is the same as Commander Lin?"

Pei Zhe was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Mr. Pei is young, and the Ninth Young Master is a bit thin-faced. He imitated Commander Lin and pretended to be confused and blind. Shouldn't we just expose this matter?"

Jin Lingjiu originally folded his hands and put them on his knees, but when he heard this, he raised his hands and poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Pei Zhe: "I would like to hear more about it."

Pei Zhe: "..."

When talking to a smart person, if the other person doesn't want to make you happy, you can't avoid it by saying anything. Jin Lingjiu's meaning is very clear, and today it is bound to get to the bottom of it.

Pei Zhe picked up the cup of tea, shook it between his fingers, the tea was not hot, and splashed a few drops on his hand: "A beautiful woman is like tea, I would like to taste it, before making tea, of course you have to prepare first, what? The water, the cups, all must be top-quality, and careful care is indispensable, has the Ninth Young Master tasted tea? Do you think so?"

The author has something to say:

Xiao Tanhua made a show today: talk about tea tasting.

Waiting for a long time, let’s talk about the update. During the serialization period, v will be updated daily. I’m struggling with whether to use v. I’ve been very busy recently. This is my first attempt at this type of article. I’m afraid it won’t be well written. I’ll think about it again. Yuan Geng, thanks for reading~