The Jiandu Hall of the Duke of Qi's Mansion is a forbidden area in the Duke's Mansion, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter or exit without authorization.
It was the time to turn on the lamp, and bursts of suppressed coughing could be heard inside, making the lamp flicker uneasily.
"Young Master, it's better to go to the outskirts of Beijing earlier."
Yao An handed over a bowl of steaming winter pear tea and looked at Gao Lei's memorial on the case, feeling a little distressed.
The weather has been changeable these past two days, and the young master's illness seems to be getting worse and worse. In the past two days, it has become so serious that he has no energy to go to court. He is worried that the old ministers will find out the clues, so he has asked for leave several times in succession.
It's day, but trivial matters are constantly happening in the court. I don't know if those old foxes are deliberately testing me, and there are more memorials than one day.
"I can't finish this memorial, but your body..."
Another cough interrupted Yao An's ramblings.
"No problem," Wang Song breathed a long sigh of relief. His face turned light red due to the cough he had held in, which gave him a more mundane aura.
Yao An made up his mind to find a time tomorrow to go to Yu Qiansi and ask her to persuade the young master.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard a familiar voice coming from outside.
"Yixiang! Where are the people? Where have all the people gone!"
It's Yu Qiansi.
When Wang Song heard Yu Qiansi's voice, he paused with the pen in his hand, resisted the pain in his throat, picked up the bowl of winter pear tea, and drank it spoon by spoon.
When Yao An saw this, he was indescribably happy.
"Miss Yu must have known about your current situation and came to visit you!" He quickly opened the door and stood in the corridor to face Yu Qiansi.
"Miss Jade, the young master is here."
Yu Qiansi took a few steps quickly, and became even more anxious when she saw that the medicine was safe rather than fragrant.
"Where's the medical incense?"
Yao An was stunned, wasn't it to visit the young master?
When Wang Song in the study heard this, he put down his tea bowl and said calmly: "I asked him to come out of Beijing to help me with something."
Yu Qiansi didn't care about anything else, pushed Yao An aside and went straight into the house.
"Young Master, how can you let him leave the capital?"
When the saint succeeded to the throne, the situation in the court was unstable and chaotic. Lin, the Duke of Qi's wife, single-handedly supported the situation.
Unavoidably, the courtiers were worried that the power of the Duke of Qi would be too great, and they were also worried that someone would take the opportunity to cause trouble. She ordered all military generals to disband their tribes and private soldiers. She even took the lead in asking for the dismissal of the tribes of the Duke of Qi, leaving only two groups of ten people in the mansion.
Small team, used for daily patrol.
Because of the reputation of the Duke of Qi among the generals, he asked himself to write a letter that the Duke of Qi would never interact with military generals. Even the twenty-man bodyguards would never leave the Duke of Qi's palace. They would only allow two people at a time.
Escort people from the palace to and from the yamen in the capital.
Therefore, even though Wang Song had a transcendent status, he only had two personal guards to protect him when he came in and out.
Yixiang is extremely skilled and is responsible for protecting Wang Song's safety, while Yao'an knows some dietary therapy and is good at dealing with people, and is responsible for the trivial matters around Wang Song.
Wang Song naturally noticed something unusual.
"what happened?"
It had been a long time since he had seen Yu Qiansi lose his temper like this. Even if there were clues to the old case half a month ago, she was only confused for a moment.
Yu Qiansi knelt down and sat across from the table, looking at him steadily and asking word by word: "Young Master, half a month ago during the Flower Festival, did you buy a sachet at Lingyun Pavilion?"
Sachet?
Yao An looked confused, why did the young master buy that thing?
Yu Qiansi was originally worried that it had been too long and he couldn't remember, so she helped him recall it. She still had some hope in her heart, hoping that he would reply "no".
But Wang Song's reaction after hearing this made her even more overwhelmed.
"Young Master, you. Have you bought it?"
Wang Song stared deeply for a moment, then reached out to open the secret compartment under the desk and took out a sachet from it.
"Is this what you are talking about? That day when I passed by Renzhengfang, I saw a woman in strange clothes selling phoenix embroidery. I thought it was novel, so I bought one."
The moment he saw the sachet, Yu Qiansi seemed to have lost all his strength and sat slumped on the ground.
The uneasiness and panic in my heart surged like a tide.
She subconsciously felt that she had missed something important, but she could not concentrate on thinking. The hands that were originally holding the edge of the table turned white from clasping the table tightly.
Wang Song moved his eyes away from Yu Qiansi's hand and asked, "But what's wrong with this sachet?"
Yu Qiansi said dejectedly: "There is not much peace in Beijing recently. I am just worried about the safety of the young master."
Wang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the memorial from Dali Temple and read it carefully, then he understood why Yu Qiansi came in such a hurry.
He immediately understood Dali Temple's intention of passing the case to the Criminal Division.
Unexpectedly, after just a few days without going to court, these people would target the Criminal Division again.
Wang Song's heart warmed a little when he thought of her anxious look just now. The hot tea he just drank also had an effect, and the pain and itching in his throat subsided a bit.
"Are you worried that if I buy this sachet, I will be haunted by this 'evil ghost'?"
There is a light joking in the language, and the emphasis is on the word "evil ghost", but the original intention is to comfort.
"Master Yu, who has investigated countless cases, is also worried about what the evil ghost says? Or is he not sure that he can catch the murderer?"
After talking too much in one breath, Wang Songfu picked up the tea bowl again. This time he didn't use a spoon and took a sip directly from the edge of the bowl. The sweet warmth covered with pear juice flowed down his throat, and he felt warm and comfortable for a long time.
Relaxing and comfortable.
Yu Qiansi was not in the mood to joke with him. He raised his eyes and warned seriously: "No matter what, young master should stay in the house these days and don't move around at will."
"Okay." Wang Song obeyed and agreed readily, with a smile in his eyes, as if the discussion was not about his own personal safety.
She looked at Wang Song for a moment, and after making sure that his eyes were sincere and not perfunctory, she turned to Yao An, who had a confused look on his face, and said, "Excuse me, Yao An. I'll let Yi Xiang come back tomorrow, and the mansion will also strengthen it."
Guard, don't let up for a moment."
"Can't leave Beijing?"
Yao An didn't know what the two of them were doing just now. He was very surprised when he heard Yu Qiansi's instructions. Just when he wanted to explain the young master's old illness, he caught a glimpse of the young master's indifferent eyes and quickly lowered his head to read.
promise.
Yu Qiansi glanced at the memorials on the table, and then warned: "In late spring and early summer, the climate is changeable. Young Master, please stay tight. Don't read these things if you can. If you can't, just pick up some important ones and look at them."
It’s done.”
"good."
Another smiley promise, with a slightly longer ending, and some inexplicable indulgence and comfort.
But for some reason, it made her even more upset.
He stood up and said: "I left in a hurry just now, and there are still many things that have not been dealt with. Young Master, please rest early. I will definitely catch the murderer as soon as possible and give you peace of mind."
After that, after repeatedly telling Yao An to be more careful, he left the Duke's Mansion as if he was running away.
She couldn't calm down until she stood outside the Duke's Mansion and saw Shang Fu walking towards her after squatting on the roadside for a long time.
He put his hand on his heart, trying in vain to suppress the anxiety within it.
The wind with the heat of early summer blows against my face, making the troubles in my heart swirl like dead leaves.
This distraught feeling, after seeing the sachet with my own eyes just now, gradually turned into a storm and a violent wind, howling in my heart.
The last time her mother was poisoned, she was also so frightened.
She buried her face in her hands, but she could still feel her hands trembling.
Why am I still so useless after so long? I can’t even control my emotions in the simplest way.
If this continues, how can we talk about investigating crimes and protecting others?
"If your heart is as clear as ice, you will not be surprised when the sky falls. You will remain calm despite all changes, and your spirit will be calm and peaceful.
It is free from dust and dirt, untainted by worldly appearances, and the space is peaceful and completely void of anything."
When Shang Fu limped over, he only saw Yu Qiansi covering his face with his hands, as if muttering something silently. Then he shrugged deeply and gradually relaxed.
Only then did he dare to step forward and ask tentatively: "Master Yu, are you okay?"
When Yu Qiansi put down her hands, her face had returned to 70% to 80% of its previous expression. She smiled and said calmly: "Thank you for your concern, Lord Shaoqing. I wonder what this is, Lord Shaoqing?"
"Just now, people from Dali Temple came to report that they found traces of the suspicious person outside Duke Ning's Mansion. The man lingered outside the side door of Zhou's Mansion for a long time, and even drew ghostly symbols on the wall. He seemed to have some skills. They were worried that he had accomplices and arresting him rashly would alert the enemy, so they came to ask what they should do. I wanted to ask you for instructions, but they saw you came to the Duke of Qi's mansion without looking back, so they had no choice but to follow him."
When Yu Qian entered the Duke of Qi's mansion, he naturally felt like he was in a deserted place. But it was different for him. As soon as he walked to the door, he was stopped by the person at the door with a stern face. He had to squat on the roadside and wait for him. All numb.
I don't know what happened inside, but I saw the beauty coming out in a daze. Could it be that she had a quarrel with the young father-in-law?
Wouldn't that be a good time for him to take advantage of the situation? So he didn't care about his numb legs and limped over to show concern.
"Master Yu, are you feeling restless? Do you want to rest?"
The strong wind rose again, but this time, it made her spiritual platform clear and clear.
She turned her head and looked at Shang Fu, who looked concerned, and asked: "Master Shaoqing, if you hate someone very much, will you keep her things?"
Shang Fu was still racking his brains thinking about how to make the beauty smile in a unique way, when he was suddenly caught off guard by this endless question.
"ah?"
He tilted his head and opened his mouth and frowned, which was far from the handsome look of someone who wanted to please the girl.
"It's going to rain." Yu Qiansi raised her hand to wipe the wind and smiled softly. Her eyes were as bright as stars. The half firelight cast by the lantern in front of the Duke of Qi's mansion surrounded her and seemed to be glowing.
"Let's go," Yu Qiansi smiled firmly, "I'll help you catch this suspicious person first."
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