Beauty is sick

Jin Lingjiu forced people to go to Liangshan, but Pei Zhe came up with a trick to get rid of his salary.

Pei Zhe is a person who is three parts foolish and seven parts aggressive, and doesn't take face seriously.He is suitable to be an official, and he is placed on top of the temple. He is the kind who is willing to let go. He will not suffer losses wherever he goes, and he will not be at a disadvantage when confronting anyone.

"Ninth Young Master asked Pei Mou's heart, can't he make up for it?" He held the teacup, his finger bones showed a beautiful arc, and he came to taste the tea, but he didn't mean to drink this cup of tea, " I'm not as aggressive as Young Master Jiu, let's not say much, just one sentence, I would like to hear more about it."

He didn't say much, this sentence was enough to make up for the boredom of being forced to ask just now, and even satirized Jin Lingjiu.

Three points were true and seven points were false, Pei Zhe waved his teacup with a leisurely expression, waiting for the other party to accept the move.

Jin Lingjiu was like a mirror in his heart: "There are many rumors in the market that Pei Tanhua has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and he is a master who does not suffer. I saw him today, and it is true."

Pei Zhe glanced at him determinedly, and put the undrinked tea on the table: "Ninth Young Master, that's not the case, is it?"

Jin Lingjiu remained expressionless: "But the tea doesn't suit your taste?"

Both of them are smart people. Smart people like to talk around corners when they talk together. You make a few rounds, and he makes seven or eight rounds.

Not on purpose, but definitely not on purpose.

There are many such scenes in the officialdom. Pei Zhe was a high school student when he was young, and he was immersed in the imperial court for several years. He has the ability to talk nonsense when he sees people, and if he is willing, he can pull back even the deadlock.

He asked abruptly: "Jinling Jiu, how do you think I behave in the world?"

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids, and took a good look at the person in front of him. He couldn't figure out what kind of style this Tanhualang was, so he chose a polite and moderate view: "Know the world and know how to advance and retreat."

Know the world and know how to advance and retreat.

These six words are the judgments given to Pei Zhe by the veteran officials in the court.

There are not many people who know this, all officials in the court, civil and military officials.

"Someone has said this before." Pei Zhe gave Jin Lingjiu a meaningful look, "It's commonplace to talk about things, how Young Master Jiu thinks of Pei in his heart, why don't you tell me frankly."

There was a warning in Pei Zhe's glance, and Jin Lingjiu's eyelids drooped, as if he couldn't see it: "Pei Zhe and Pei Tanhua know the world and know how to advance and retreat. I also think what Du Ge said is good."

Kindness was treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, Pei Zhe smiled, and his tone was slightly cold: "Jinling Jiu, what should be said, what should not be said, you should have something in mind."

Jin Lingjiu picked up his cup, poured it with tea, and filled it up to [-]% full again: "This is the first time I pour tea for someone, can Pei Tanhua do me a favor?"

The two people's eyes met, one had a slightly cold face, the other was calm, and finally took the tea with a cold face: "You asked me if the tea suits my taste, have you ever drank it yourself? Know the world, know how to advance and retreat, Jinling Jiu, you Do you really want to see me treat you like that?"

Pei Zhe has always been calm, and all kinds of things here, the person who pours tea, makes him want to indulge for a while, fuck his sophistication and smoothness, his mother's pace of advance and retreat: "It's useless even if you think about it, I don't want to Perfunctory."

"I don't want to." A smile flashed in Jin Lingjiu's eyes, "For the matter of advancing and retreating, the rules in our arena are different from those in your court. The most important thing is to influence your willingness."

You respect me one foot, I respect you one foot, the two people who were at war suddenly calmed down.

On the other side, Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang were separated far away. It seemed that they had just finished arguing, and they were disgusted with each other.

Yun Wuyang picked up Lin Jingkong's chopsticks, gestured twice in front of the corpse, and called Pei Zhe: "My lord, let's take a look at this corpse too."

After eating and drinking enough, and finished asking questions, it's time to get down to business, Pei Zhe responded, got up with a teacup, and just lifted his foot when he was blocked.

On one side of the table, Pei Zhe had to pass between Jin Lingjiu and the table if he wanted to go to the corpse. However, Mr. Jiu had his legs propped up, and he didn't feel a little conscious about it at all.

Pei Zhe felt quite novel: "Is the ninth son reluctant to part with Pei?"

"..." Jin Lingjiu reminded with a good temper, "Pei Tanhua hasn't answered yet, so who are you angry with?"

Pei Zhe smiled, and took a sip of tea: "Master Jiu didn't answer either, but which tea has he tasted?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the answer was silent.

Pei Zhe passed the exam and served as the prince's junior teacher. In the past, he was ordered to write inscriptions, to travel, and to pass orders. He was a civil official and had never handled a case.

Lin Jingkong watched Yun Wuyang touch the dead body with his chopsticks, and Pei Zhe happily took a chopstick from Yun Wuyang, wishing to throw the messy master and servant out .

Pei Zhe seemed to be in a good mood, and he joked leisurely: "Commander Lin's face is dark, which matches the color of the corpse."

Lin Jingkong: "...Master Pei, if you don't know how to handle cases, just take a moment and don't make trouble."

"I'm making trouble?" Pei Zhe threw his chopsticks on the table, "Commander Lin, I have three questions, you just need to answer whether my guess is right or not, the first is the first question, this corpse was found in the lobby of your mansion Yes, right or wrong?"

When he came here, he was dragged to Pinxianglou for dinner. Before Lin Jingkong had time to tell Pei Zhe all the facts of the case: "Yes."

Pei Zhe asked again: "On the surface, it's the hanging beam's way of death, right or wrong?"

Lin Jingkong's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows, his eyes slid down from the head of the corpse, and fell on his feet: "This person is completely naked, with nothing on his body, except for the writing on the soles of his feet. Commander Lin acquiesced to Yun Wuyang's guess before." , the words 'I am a murderer' were written on the body, which should be on the soles of the feet. What I want to ask is, the writing on the soles of the feet is not written in ink, but in cinnabar, and there is also the writing on the soles of the feet from the Huaihe River last night. For the 'corpse' that was fished out of the water, the blood flowing out of the body was also faked with cinnabar, right or wrong?"

The room fell silent, and the officers and soldiers looked at Pei Zhe one after another, dumbfounded: "You, how do you know?"

After they fished out the fake corpse last night, they asked Wuzuo to identify the blood stains. When they went to move the real corpse just now, they heard Wuzuo say that the fake corpse was not covered with blood. Even Commander Lin didn't know about it. This Mr. Pei who came all the way from the capital unexpectedly guessed it all.

Pei Zhe smiled in satisfaction: "I guessed it before, but now I really know."

Although Lin Jingkong did not answer the third question, the responses of the officers and soldiers had already given the answer, and his guess was not wrong.

Pei Zhe looked at the serious Lin Jingkong, and joked, "Does Commander Lin still think I'm making trouble?"

Lin Jingkong was silent for a while, clasped his fists in both hands, and bowed to Pei Zhe: "It's the lower officials who don't know Mount Tai. The case of Huaizhou City depends on Mr. Pei."

No matter how informal Lin Jingkong was, it was impossible for Wu Zuo to conduct an autopsy in the private room of Pinxiang Building. Now that he recognized Pei Zhe's ability, he ordered the corpse to be packed up and sent to the morgue in the Yamen.

Lin Jingkong thanked Jin Lingjiu, then turned to look at Pei Zhe: "It will take time for you to do the autopsy, Mr. Pei, why don't you follow me to the mansion to have a look, that's the scene of the crime, I've ordered someone to prepare tea, Please Master Pei give it a try."

Pei Zhe: "...Leader Lau Lin leads the way."

Lin Jingkong walked a few steps, then turned back: "Young Master Ninth, come along too."

Jin Lingjiu bluntly said that he didn't sleep well last night, so he rejected his invitation, just at this time Zuo Ping came in from the outside: "Pinxianglou's bill, together with the damage caused just now, I will settle it together as Master Jiu ordered. "

The corpse was moved into the building just now, and many people saw it coming in and out, which had a great impact on the business of Pinxiang Building. Jin Lingjiu is a thoughtful person, and let people handle it properly in private.

Lin Jingkong: "Young Master Ninth, I'm sorry."

After Lin Jingkong and Pei Zhe left the private room, Jin Lingjiu looked at the left screen: "Is the matter clear?"

Zuo Ping knelt down on the ground: "We haven't found out the source of this corpse, we can only confirm that the people behind the scenes know our plan, the slave is not effective, please punish the master."

Zuo Ping was a slave, and was redeemed after following Jinling Jiu. Jin Lingjiu didn't treat him as a slave, but he couldn't get rid of his self-deprecating temper.

"The people behind the scenes are hiding in the dark, so it's normal not to be able to find out." Jin Lingjiu looked down at Zuo Ping, who was kneeling on the ground, with a calm expression, "I told you before, but I'm not happy today, and I want to change my mind." , if you insist on being a slave, just kneel down, and when you have enough kneeling, go back to the building and be a slave, and you don't have to follow me anymore."

After he finished speaking, he stepped up and left the private room, leaving Zuo Ping kneeling on the spot alone, with a stunned expression, and he didn't recover for a long time.

The sun came out today, which is a rare good weather in recent months.

Yesterday, the officers and soldiers of the yamen cleaned up the Huai River overnight, including digging out the bridge piers for the magistrate’s feet. They walked all the way along the Huai River. The traces left by the salvage of the corpses last night were no longer visible. Lin Jingkong and his party made way.

"You should cut off your children and grandchildren. This kind of dog official, marrying a wife is a disaster for the girl's family." Yun Wuyang expressed his resentment, and then looked at Pei Zhe cheerfully, "Young master, why are you so unhappy?"

Pei Zhe shook his head: "Being able to bend and stretch, this Lin Jingkong is also a character."

Yun Wuyang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "He? Just him?"

"I deliberately made him lose face in front of his subordinates, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he pushed the case of Huaizhou City to me. It's definitely not something that people without brains can do." Pei Zhe explained a few words casually, "What a Lin Jingkong, let me lift a rock and shoot myself in the foot."

Yun Wuyang didn't like to use his brain, "He's just a blind cat and a dead mouse, so you don't have to think so highly of him."

Pei Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I haven't said anything yet, why can't you be impatient, the blind cat provoked you?"

Yun Wuyang was at a loss for words: "I have nothing to do with him, if the young master is not going to drink Naluoshizi tea, I wish I could be far away from him."

"We are going to investigate the case, and we don't really want to drink tea." Speaking of drinking tea, Pei Zhe remembered the cup of tea poured by Jinling Jiu, and licked his lips. Just a cup of tea."

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