Beauty is sick

If it were someone else who dared to do such a thing to the shopkeeper of the first floor in the world, he would be demolished directly.

It's absurd enough, facing the difficulties this time, worthy of the name of "Grandpa Pei", Pei Zhe's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he laughed vaguely.

Jin Lingjiu quickly calmed down, changed his retreat just now, and held Pei Zhe's hand behind his back: "Pei Tanhua doesn't know something. I am not afraid of anything, but I am afraid of pain. After thinking about it, since you are too heavy, It's better to replace me."

Pei Zhe blinked, and said in surprise: "Where is Jiu Gongzi going, I just want to wipe your hands."

As he said that, he raised his hand and gestured with his eyes to the uncleaned blood on Jin Lingjiu's fingers, with an innocent look on his face, as if he wasn't the one who deliberately spoke ambiguously just now.

Jin Lingjiu didn't speak, Pei Zhe took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped his hands carefully.

The bloodstains were not much, sporadic, and might not be noticed in the hands of ordinary people. Jinling Jiu's skin was white, like the unmelted snow on the top of a painting boat, so a little bit of abnormal color was particularly obvious.

Pei Zhe said that the movements were heavy, but in fact, he didn't really use his hands.

Jin Lingjiu did not know how to take care of him, his skin was delicate, and the dried blood hadn't been wiped off, the backs of his fingers turned red first, the red coming up from under the thin skin, with a hint of abuse that seemed to be absent.

Pei Zhe was dumbfounded, his expression became weird, he coughed twice, let go of Jin Lingjiu's hand, and walked out of the painting boat, saying as he walked, "I can't wipe it clean, I'll go dip some water."

The wooden door of the painting boat squeaked, because the person pushing the door was too strong, and the sound was rapid and loud.

Jin Lingjiu slowly sat up straight and looked at his fingers thoughtfully. The handkerchief was too rough, and the backs of his fingers burned. The hot pain made him a little dazed.

The noise from the painting boat was endless, Jin Lingjiu curled up his fingers, and laughed with his eyes downcast.

Pei Zhe was surrounded by the crowd with a handkerchief in his hand.

He came out to dip some water, but he thought that there might be corpses or something soaked in the Huai water, so he gave up the idea and planned to go ashore to find some clean water, but who knew, he was dragged to make up his mind.

Pei Zhe glanced at the officers and soldiers beside him, he looked very familiar, this person seemed to be following Lin Jingkong just now.

Guarding Pei Zhe, the officers and soldiers pushed away the surrounding people and explained: "The commander asked me to invite you, saying that something different was fished up from the river."

It's different if it's not the same, he needs to be there to teach you if you decide a case, is Lin Jingkong just for nothing?

Pei Zhe wanted to throw out what he had said on the boat before, but the officer seemed to be aware of it, and blocked his words in advance: "The commander said he was not sure, and this matter is too involved, so I have to leave it to Mr. Pei decision."

Pei Zhe secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, Shit, Lin Jingkong just wanted to find fault, and any indecision was just an excuse.

Such a brazen person will surely lose his children and grandchildren in the future.

There was a turmoil at the Shangyuan night banquet. Death is a big deal. It shocked the crowd listening to the music and admiring the lanterns. At the same time, it also aroused everyone's curiosity. here.

Being stepped on by the crowd again, Pei Zhe couldn't get angry, and he had a deep insight into what it means to be nosy and to be full.

Finally squeezed into the crowd, Pei Zhe let out a foul breath, he didn't bother to greet Lin Jingkong.

I don't know if Commander Lin did it on purpose or he was out of his mind, but now he thinks of waving back to watch the people and ordering the officers and soldiers to clear the field.

Lin Jingkong had been gaining prestige in Huaizhou City for a long time, as soon as he ordered to go down, the onlookers were cleared away within a short while, leaving a large space in the middle.

After clearing the scene, Lin Jingkong walked over slowly, looked at Pei Zhe's messy attire, and when he saw the dusty footprints on his shoes, he smiled: "Oh, it's not mine, I just forgot In order to clear the venue, please trouble Master Pei to squeeze in."

There was a bright smile on Lin Jingkong's face, and there was no sign of apology at all. Pei Zhe didn't finish breathing, and wanted to spit directly in his face.

Playing tricks with your grandpa Pei, right? Pei Zhe tidied up his sleeves and laughed louder than Lin Jingkong: "Don't worry about Commander Lin, you don't have enough brains to serve such a dishonest meal. Pei Mou is not surprised at all."

Pei Zhe said this with a loud voice, and everyone around heard it clearly, and there was a burst of laughter.

Commander Lin Da is an uncompromising leader in Huaizhou City. When has he ever been humiliated like this? Power does not blame the public. It is impossible to lock up everyone on the shore with Lin Jingkong. The commander kept his face and smiled extremely presumptuously.

Even the officers and soldiers who blocked the common people could not help but change their expressions, looked at Lin Jingkong, secretly suppressed the curvature of the corner of his mouth, Mr. Pei spoke eloquently, and scolded people in a polite manner.

Lin Jingkong's smile froze, his face was so dark that ink could be wrung out, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and gave the people around him a hard look: "Shut up!"

Pei Zhe didn't have time to watch him find a place, and he felt relieved when he got angry, carefully avoiding the water stains on the ground, and looking at the things he scooped up.

It was a "corpse".

Pei Zhe didn't look scared at all, he squatted down next to the "corpse" and looked at the soaked face.

Just now this thing suddenly appeared in front of the painting boat, which caused the kabukis to be flustered, running around and shouting, disrupting the good Shangyuan banquet.

Pei Zhe stuffed the handkerchief in his arms, waved the folding fan, and waved with his little hand, and said to Commander Lin, whose face was black as coal, "Xiao Lin, come here."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

Yun Wuyang supported Zhong Limei and squeezed into the crowd, just when he heard this sentence, he laughed with a "puchi".

Zhong Limei's tailbone hurts, and his expression is sleepy.

Yun Wuyang explained with a grin: "Young master loves nicknames, Little Red, Little Green, and Little Black. He said that a family must be neat and tidy when they are together."

Zhong Limei froze, drooping his eyelids, and laughed at himself: "A family... needs to be neat and tidy."

"Oh, you're thinking about it." Yun Wuyang smiled slightly, and kept laughing while talking, "Hahahaha, Xiaohong is the carp raised by the young master, little green is the dog's tail grass planted by the young master, and little black It’s the horse that Young Master is riding, and now there’s another Xiaolin, don’t you think hahahahaha is funny?”

Zhong Limei: "..."

Raising carp and horses can still be justified, what is the situation of the dogtail grass, and even naming these things, Pei Tanhua's aesthetics is really different.

Pei Zhe didn't even need to turn his head, he could tell from the laughter that it was Yun Wuyang who came over, he raised his hand and made a casual move: "Yun Wuyang."

Yun Wuyang responded: "My lord, wait a minute, Mr. Zhongli broke his ass, he can't walk fast, I have to support him."

Zhong Limei: "..."

What Xu Shiyun Wuyang said was too unbelievable, Pei Zhe was shocked, looked away from the "corpse", and gave Mr. Zhongli who broke his butt a straight look: "Mr. Zhongli, you are amazing!"

Not only Pei Zhe, but also Lin Jingkong and a group of officers and soldiers, as well as the surrounding people looked at Zhonglimo curiously. It's Lacquer's own.

Yun Wuyang helped Zhong Limei walk to Pei Zhe's side, and then let him go.

Zhong Limei squatted down slowly, without showing his face, he was muttering in his heart, he didn't know why he had to follow, when he lowered his head, he happened to see the "corpse" on the ground, was startled, and almost fell directly sit on the floor.

"Ho!"

Zhong Limo took a quick breath, raised his eyes and met Lin Jingkong's gaze again, Commander Lin's eyes were strange, and there seemed to be some sympathy on his face.

Zhongli Mo was speechless for a while, subconsciously touched his tailbone, and gave him a sympathetic look in a place where Lin Jingkong could not see.

Xiaolin, I'm afraid you don't know how many different family members you have.

Yun Wuyang clicked his tongue: "This face is so ugly, it's not as good as the young master's painting."

Pei folded a fan and knocked on the back of his hand that was about to touch the "corpse", feigning anger: "You insult me ​​with this thing?"

Yun Wuyang chuckled: "My fault, sir, don't blame me."

Lin Jingkong sneered impatiently: "What did Sir Pei ask me to come over?"

Pei Zhe pointed at the face of the "corpse" with his fan, and said concisely: "Look."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

What's so cool about this thing?

The moonlight sprinkled over the river like money, sparkling around the painting boats, the lanterns in the market were like daytime, and the officers and soldiers all around held torches, illuminating the shore brightly.

Jin Lingjiu stepped out of the boat, and this was what he saw.

Ming Guangyi, except for the side close to the Huai River, the other three sides were full of people, the crowd formed an encirclement circle, leaving an open space in the middle, the person who said he was going to dip some water was squatting with Lin Jingkong and others, looking at it something on the ground.

Standing on the bow of the boat, he was able to see everything on the shore, including Pei Zhe's bright red face under the firelight.

Zuo Ping stood behind him, said a few words in a low voice, and handed over a note.

Jin Lingjiu withdrew his gaze from the shore, took the note, tore it into thin pieces after reading it, threw it into the Huai River, turned his face slightly, and said, "Don't worry about her, just follow the original plan."

Zuo Bing seemed a little surprised: "Master Jiu..."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Zuo Ping, you always want me to say it a second time today."

Zuo Ping's heart skipped a beat, he almost bit his tongue, quickly swallowed back what he wanted to say, and said tremblingly: "Master, forgive me, it's the slave who overran."

Jin Lingjiu stroked the folds on his sleeves, looked at the strand of gold thread, and sighed, "I've already said that you are no longer a slave."

Zuo Ping said softly: "In front of the master, a slave will always be a slave."

"Forget it, it's up to you." Jin Lingjiu closed his eyes and raised his feet to the shore, "You don't have to follow, just clean up the boat."

A ladder was set up between the boat and the shore, and Jin Lingjiu got on the shore and stood on the periphery of the crowd. He didn't participate in the conversation of the onlookers, and he didn't squeeze his head in like others did, just stood like that.

Like an outlier.

Beautiful jade will not be dusty, and bright pearls are better than fish eyes.

The surrounding lights were brightly lit, illuminating Jin Lingjiu's protruding face very clearly. His sleeves were blowing in the wind, his brows and eyes were like jade, and just raising his eyes slightly made everyone around him gasp.

Someone exclaimed: "Shangyuanye, the immortal descended to the earth, the appearance of a celestial being!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone echoed it.

The officers and soldiers quickly noticed the change, they had just seen it on the boat, and the commander introduced at that time that this is the shopkeeper of the first floor in the world, the famous Ninth Young Master.

The officers and soldiers had naturally heard about Jin Lingjiu's action to solve the outstanding case, and with Lin Jingkong's previous respectful and polite attitude, they dared not neglect, and quickly invited Jinling Jiu in.

Jin Lingjiu didn't back down, and immediately followed the guidance of the officers and soldiers and walked in the direction of Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe had an inscrutable expression on his face: "Can Commander Lin see any mystery?"

Lin Jingkong forced himself to lower his head, looked at that smeared face carefully again, and said in awe: "This... I would like to ask Mr. Pei to express it clearly."

Pei Zhe had an expression of "You can't even see this, are your eyes just for display", and smiled slowly: "There is no missing nose or missing eyes, this is a human face."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

Pei Zhe didn't realize that there was something wrong with what he said, ignored Lin Jingkong's ugly face, and asked, "Look again, is this face familiar?"

Lin Jingkong had a headache and didn't feel like talking to him anymore.

"It's very familiar."

The cold voice sounded from behind, causing Pei Zhe's heart to tremble violently, suddenly looking forward to what he would hear next.

Standing behind Pei Zhe, Jin Lingjiu leaned down slightly, looking at the "corpse" on the ground.

It is said to be a "corpse", but it is actually just a human-shaped straw wrapped in a sack. The body is bloated and the whole is a big lump. Only the head is more delicately done. It should be painted with waterproof paint on the silk cloth. It may be that the soaking time was too long, and the paint was soaked in water, which made the facial features of the "corpse" somewhat blurred.

Jin Lingjiu looked away after just one glance, as if looking at it for two more seconds would dirty his eyes.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at the top of Pei Zhe's head, and looked at the white jade hairpin that Pei Zhe used to tie his hair. There was no fluctuation in his tone: "Pei Tanhua, your hairpin is not bad."

Pei Zhe turned his head, with a helpless expression on his face: "If you like it, I'll give you one as soon as possible."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows: "Thank you Pei Tanhua in advance."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Yun Wuyang lay down on Zhonglimei's arm, secretly amused: "Who is that person, he is powerful enough, I have never seen the young master be deflated."

Surprise flashed across Zhongli's eyes, he didn't expect that Yun Wuyang, who was dedicated to protecting the Lord, would make trouble.

Seeing that Pei Zhe was so blocked that he couldn't speak, Lin Jingkong couldn't speak more, and looked at Jinling Jiu as if he had seen a living Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering.

Jin Lingjiu didn't make a sound, just stared at Pei Zhe as if he was deaf.

Knowing that Jin Lingjiu wanted to force himself to speak, Pei Zhe secretly sighed inwardly. This world is too difficult, and a handsome man with outstanding talent like him will always attract a lot of unnecessary attention.

Pei Zhe opened his mouth with a little sadness: "Don't you tell me how you are familiar with Jiu Gongzi?"

A smile flashed in Jin Lingjiu's eyes, and it was fleeting. He said softly, "Is it the prefect?"

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