Beauty is sick

There were lotus lanterns along the street, and the passing officers and soldiers acted rudely, knocking over a few lanterns, and the candle flames suddenly slanted, casting a shaking shadow on the face of Jinling Nine Bullying Shuang Saixue.

Pei Zhe slightly raised his eyebrows: "Have you ever heard a word, Mr. Ninth?"

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyes: "I would like to hear the details."

Pei Zhe stroked the fan bone, and said in a deep voice: "It's written in the old yellow calendar, on the fifteenth day of the first month, it's forbidden to break the ground for burial."

Yun Wuyang jumped up and greeted Pei Zhe, but Pei Zhe turned a deaf ear and fixed his eyes on Jin Lingjiu, as if he wanted to see a flower from his face.

Jin Lingjiu and Pei Zhe looked at each other, one was Jiu Gongzi, who had repeatedly solved strange cases, and the other was Tan Hualang, who was famous all over the world, there were some things that didn't need to be explained clearly, they were tacit understanding to each other.

For example, Pei Zhe never asked Jin Lingjiu why he knew the magistrate was dead, and Jin Lingjiu would not ask him why he let himself intervene in this case. Among smart people, even one look is all it takes to understand everything.

In the end, it was Pei Zhe who spoke first: "Master Ninth, do you want to go with me?"

Jinling Jiu is as good as a gentleman: "Pei Tanhua is so kind, I naturally don't want to save face."

Pei Zhe cursed secretly in his heart for being a good boy even though he was cheap.

Yun Wuyang was on the other side of the embankment, Lin Jingkong stood beside him with a group of officers and soldiers, and the people nearby were cleared away.

Jin Lingjiu and Pei Zhe first got down on the painted boat in the Huai River, and then crossed the bank on the painted boat, and walked towards the bridge embankment.

The traces left by the previous construction work are still there. The torrential rains years ago had washed the embankment a little bit hard, and there was a lot of mud and sand. The distance from the river bank to the embankment showed an almost vertical slope.

Xu was caught in the wind after running around all night, Jin Lingjiu started coughing again, Pei Zhe walked ahead, turned his head when he heard the voice, and saw Zuo Ping handing over a handkerchief, Jin Lingjiu took it, and didn't rub the blood on his hand again.

Pei Zhe remembered his handkerchief. He threw it into Jin Lingjiu's arms and forgot to look at it. It must have been thrown away by Jinling Jiu. It's a pity that he bought it for two yuan. It's better than a fan. are expensive.

Pei Zhe secretly sighed, and asked casually: "Is the ninth son sick? This year's weather is bad, so you should add more clothes when you go out."

Jin Lingjiu's throat was itchy, and he coughed in a low voice: "It's just an old illness."

Pei Zhe shook his head, and said with regret: "Master Jiu is so young, how come he has such an old disease."

Jin Lingjiu was speechless. Hearing what he said, he seemed to be dying of illness. He couldn't help explaining, "It's just a few coughs, it's not a serious problem."

Pei Zhe didn't ask any more questions, he was a well-informed person, and he knew that Jin Lingjiu didn't want to talk too much, and he didn't rush to make people dislike him.

There are all kinds of things in this world. Birth, old age, sickness and death happen every day. It’s just a little old disease. If you cough up a little blood or die, it’s not a big problem to be alive.

If you don't live too long, you will be regarded as the jealousy of talents, and the years will urge you to be beautiful, and you can also keep the name of gossip.

Pei Zhe shook his head, scolding himself for being so cold-hearted, he deserved to be among thousands of flowers, able to pick [-] flowers, and after picking [-] flowers, not a single leaf touched his heart.

Walking all the way to the bridge embankment, there was a lot of mud dug out during the construction work stuck to the soles of the shoes, and it was difficult to lift the feet, sticky.

Pei Zhe felt a little annoyed, as if he was stuck with a ball of cotton, he couldn't do anything, suddenly remembered something, he turned to look at Jinling Jiu, and when he saw Young Master Jiu who was frowning and looking disgusted, he felt the anger in his heart again. scattered.

"Ninth Young Master's face is brighter than others when he is angry." Pei Zhe laughed foolishly, "With you, the bridge and embankment on this river bank instantly adds a different brilliance."

Jin Lingjiu, who was annoyed by the mud on his shoes: "..."

The shopkeeper of the first floor of the world is well-known, not only for his good reputation, but also for his eccentricity - Ai Jie.

Pei Zhe also loves Jie, a bit more than ordinary people, he didn't take it seriously at first, but after hearing about Jin Lingjiu's deeds, he felt that he couldn't be called Ai Jie at all.

How far is Jinling Jiu Ai Jie?

It's like being hysterical, he can't bear a little dirt on his clothes, shoes and socks, especially if something gets on his skin, it will kill him.

There is a false rumor that the No. [-] Floor of the World spends a lot of money to recruit people with lofty ideals. There is no specific requirement standard, only one: those with unclean clothes and disheveled appearance will not be accepted.

In the past two years, No. [-] Building in the World has kept a low profile. After establishing a foundation, it stopped recruiting people aggressively. It is impossible to verify whether this rumor is true or not.

Jin Lingjiu was so angry that he had a headache, he didn't want to talk to Pei Zhe, and carefully avoided the muddy ground, thinking that Tan Hualang with his head was the mud under his feet, he just wanted to keep a respectful distance.

Pei Zhe finally found an opportunity to tease people, but he would not let it go. He rushed over to him when they ignored him: "I don't know something, would you like to explain it to me?"

Jin Lingjiu's right eyelid twitched when he saw Pei Zhe smiling like a fox: "I heard that the first floor of the world does not accept unclean clothes and people with untidy appearance. Is this true or not? If I go to the first floor of the world, the ninth son will Do you accept it or not?"

Zuo Ping raised his eyes to look at Pei Zhe, and felt that the first flower search was just to annoy people, and those with dirty clothes and disheveled faces would not be accepted. I don’t know how this word got out at the time. It was a joke on the surface, but secretly I don't know how many people's lung tubes were poked.Although Jin Lingjiu was too Xijie, he was not to that extent, because this sentence had been made up by countless people, and acting like Xijie was a serious crime.

As for true or false?Of course it was a fake, there was a special person in the first floor of the world who was in charge of recruiting, and it was not Jin Lingjiu's turn to make a move.Later they also sent people to investigate, and all the evidence pointed to the court, presumably it should be rumors spread maliciously by some officials, with the purpose of disgusting Jinling Jiu.

Which pot is not open and which pot is lifted, this Pei Tanhua is very capable.

Jin Lingjiu raised his head, moved his eyes from the mud on the ground to the mud on Pei Tanhua's feet, his expression didn't change much: "Pei Tanhua wants to come to my first floor?"

Zuo Ping shook his head secretly, his own Ninth Master was also very capable, and he was beyond his ability to ask questions calmly.

Pei Zhe unfolded his fan and blinked at Jin Lingjiu: "What do you think, Young Master Jiu?"

Jin Lingjiu looked at the fan he held up to his chest, and there were a few careless words on it - don't bother Grandpa Pei.

Pei Zhe couldn't hold back his face, he laughed and turned around, leaving Jin Lingjiu with a back view.

After thinking about it, Zuo Ping didn't understand what Pei Zhe meant, so he asked curiously, "Master Jiu, does he want to?"

Jinling's nine faces were frosty, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "He wants to fuck!"

Zuo Ping was shocked, his eyes widened and he couldn't speak. His family's Ninth Master kept his words and words, killed people and punished them, and made them as gentle and elegant as folding flowers. He never said a dirty word. He never thought that he would come from Jinling. Nine mouths heard such words.

Yun Wuyang was already waiting impatiently, when he saw Pei Zhepidianpidian running over, he pointed at the embankment and couldn't speak, just kept shaking his head like a frightened sparrow.

Pei Zhe tapped his raised arm with a fan: "What does it look like, what I said before leaving Beijing, remember?"

Yun Wuyang withdrew his hand, and said angrily: "Remember, the young master said not to be surprised."

Pei Zhe nodded in satisfaction, and said earnestly: "Don't just talk about it, remember it in your head, and jump around at the slightest sign of trouble. You are so surprised that people will see it and think I have brought out something. .”

Yun Wuyang had a bitter face: "Young Master, what did you say, why is there nothing?"

Pei Zhe gestured behind him: "Learn from others."

Looking in the direction he pointed, it was Jin Lingjiu and Zuo Ping who were walking over. Zuo Ping had been following half a step behind Jin Lingjiu, with his head slightly lowered, his expression respectful, and he was clearly well-trained.

Yun Wuyang swallowed his saliva silently, and said bitterly: "My lord, please forgive me, that kind of appearance, like a marionette, can perform a shadow play with a curtain on it, I really can't do it."

Pei Zhe: "...I didn't expect you to do it, just be quiet?"

Standing next to Lin Jingkong was Wu Zuo, who was the one who performed the autopsy on the magistrate before. When he saw Pei Zhe, he immediately remembered that he was the man who was in the mansion of the magistrate. Hearing from the officers and soldiers, he seemed to be the man from above.

Officers and soldiers gathered around the bridge embankment, and several of them held shovels in their hands, looking like "everything is ready and just waiting for an order".

Pei Zhe glanced at Lin Jingkong, amused: "Commander Lin, why don't you do this? Are you waiting for your old friend's buried foot to come out by himself?"

Lin Jingkong: "..."

Pei Zhe poked his head to look twice, and tsk-tsk: "It's not very good, it's buried very deep, you have to help your old friend."

The old man was teased several times. The officers and soldiers silently lowered their heads, fearing that they would not be able to hold back and laughed out loud. Lin Jing vomited blood and couldn't do anything about taking Pei Zhe again. Don't make up your mind, we can arrange it after Mr. Pei comes, so as not to make things worse and cause more trouble."

Pei Zhe knew what was going on in Lin Jingkong's mind, and wanted to use his hands to settle the matter, but he didn't expect Lin Jingkong to say it so directly, so directly that even intentional ambiguity was hard to criticize.

Sure enough, it is better to open up if you hide and cause trouble, and it is difficult to deal with it if you stay still.

The phrase "smart people" is really not wrong.

There is no need to delay the things that have been guessed a long time ago, Pei Zhe waved his hand: "Let's dig."

It was late at night, and he had to go back to sleep after digging early.

The officers and soldiers immediately started to dig into the bridge embankment with shovels. Work had been done yesterday, and the embankment soil was so loose that it was not difficult for the shovel to shovel down.

Pei Zhe frowned: "Be gentle, the burial is not deep."

Lin Jingkong glanced at him thoughtfully.

Yun Wuyang came over: "My lord, how do you know it's not buried deep?"

Without raising his head, Pei Zhe yawned and said casually, "Guess."

Jin Lingjiu stood in the distance, the ground became more slippery as he went down, and it was already his limit to get here.

Beside him was a tree with lanterns hanging on the branches, shining a dim yellow light.

Zuo Ping watched the officers and soldiers surround the embankment, going down with shovel after shovel, and secretly lowered his eyes: "Master Jiu, we—"

Jin Lingjiu interrupted him: "I won't go back now, if you are sleepy, go back to the inn first."

Zuo Ping was a little surprised. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Jin Lingjiu waving his hand: "Go, ask the inn to prepare a meal, I'm a little hungry."

Zuo Ping complied, turned and left, Jin Ling Jiu never eats at night, such words are to drive him away.

After Zuo Ping left, Jin Lingjiu raised his hand and rubbed his neck, not paying attention to the sudden hard object on his lower back, and asked casually, "Mr. Zhongli, what's the matter?"

Zhong Limei walked out from behind the tree, and laughed at himself: "Master Ninth has such a good memory, he still remembers me."

Jin Lingjiu asked suspiciously: "Didn't you just see Mr. Zhongli next to Pei Tanhua, and Jin's memory is not so bad."

Zhong Limo held the object in his hand, pushed it forward, and pressed it against Jin Lingjiu's body: "Hey, so that's the case, Mr. Jiu has repeatedly solved strange cases, and he is unparalleled in wisdom and bravery. Unexpectedly, the nobleman will forget things too much."

Jin Lingjiu narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Zhongli has something in his words, it sounds like you and I have met before."

Zhong Limu didn't make a sound.

Still holding the veil in his hand, Jin Lingjiu moved slowly and folded the veil into small squares: "Is Mr. Zhongli acquiescing? It seems that you and I have really met before. There are many people on the first floor of the world. I remember I'm not clear, if you have been to the first floor of the world, please forgive me."

Zhong Li's eyes were dim, and he moved his hand forward, knocking the thing in his hand on Jin Lingjiu's back waist, and said in a vicious tone, "Is it important to forgive me?"

Jin Lingjiu frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes: "It is important to act according to Mr. Zhongli's attitude."

"Jinling Jiu, you have a false name!" Zhong Li said excitedly, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Jin Lingjiu sneered: "Not to mention the possibility of Mr. Zhongli killing me with a stone, with Pei Tanhua and Commander Lin in front of me, could it be that you have lived enough and want to die with me?"

Zhongli Mo remained silent, Jin Lingjiu turned around, and saw that his hands were covered with muddy stones, his forehead was throbbing with veins, his face was black and he wiped his back with a handkerchief, as expected, it was all wet and black.

He suppressed his smile, his eyes were cold: "Mr. Zhongli, I'm very curious now, what kind of enmity we have, it's worth your thinking for so long, why don't you tell me?"

Zhong Li's complexion changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Jinling Jiu presses on step by step: "If you go to the first floor in the world, Mr. Zhongli doesn't look like a quack, presumably he wants to be recruited, and judging by your appearance, what you are looking for should have something to do with Jin, So is it Jin who rejected Mr. Zhongli's request? From this point of view, could it be that Mr. Zhongli was wronged—"

"Ninth Young Master!"

The voice that broke in suddenly was clear and clear, with a faint smile, just interrupting Jin Lingjiu's words.

Pei Zhe smiled lazily: "Master Ninth, come here and show you something fun."

Jinling Jiuchao took a step back and said calmly, "It's late at night, if Mr. Zhongli is tired, go to bed early."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, taking off his outer robe as he walked, and when he stood in front of Pei Zhe, he was already wearing only a plain white inner garment.

Pei Zhe frowned: "Why did you take off your clothes before you went back to the sleeping place, isn't it cold?"

Jin Lingjiu's brows were calm, and he said softly, "It's dirty."

Hearing what he meant, Pei Zhe looked at him disapprovingly: "If it is dirty, it will be dirty, and it will still hinder you if you wear it? It is cold at night, and you are already sick. If you take off your clothes and catch the wind, you are not afraid." It's getting worse."

"It's okay, it won't make it worse." Jin Ling sneezed just after finishing his nine words, and immediately frowned, "It was just an accident."

Pei Zhe couldn't help laughing: "If you hadn't knocked over the coals before, I can still borrow you a big cloak to keep out the cold."

Jin Lingjiu's fingertips trembled: "What fun things do you want to show me?"

The topic changed too quickly, Pei Zhe glanced at him, didn't say much, and pointed to the ground: "It's just dug out from the embankment, it's still fresh and warm."

Jin Lingjiu looked at the stump on the ground. The foot was sawed off from the calf. The cross-section was stained with dirt and was black. He really didn't understand what this thing had to do with "fresh and warm".

Pei Zhe chuckled: "How about it, is it fun?"

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him: "Pei Tanhua has a good personality."

Pei Zhe was immediately happy: "Don't you think sawing your feet is very fresh?"

Jin Lingjiu thought for a moment, then replied: "I've seen limbs cut off, heads cut off, tongues cut off, but I don't think sawing feet is so fresh."

Pei Zhe sighed with emotion: "Master Jiu is still well-informed."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids, Xu Shi had just been blown by the wind, and his complexion was not very good-looking.

Pei Zhe suddenly couldn't bear to laugh anymore, and touched his nose: "Should we compare, who can guess the deep meaning behind this sawing foot first?"

Jinling Jiu lacked interest: "No comparison."

"The world is so stupid, you and I are the only ones beautiful." Pei Zhe sighed, "Where can you find someone as good-looking and smart as me, if you don't compare, are you willing?"

The author has something to say:

Xiao Tanhua: I'm good-looking and smart, you'll regret it if you don't date me.

Xiao Jiu: You are so coquettish.