Inside the brothel, the east wind is warm, poplar flowers are floating in the sky on a sunny day. The orchids are fragrant, the tents are red, and the embroidered pillows are spinning and changing.
Although Zhu Qizhen came to a brothel for the first time, he acted calmly, sitting aside and looking at the woman in front of him with a smile.
She has fair skin and a beautiful complexion. Although she is not as beautiful as Queen Qian, she has a unique charm.
Especially a pair of charming eyes, full of affection, and a smile that seduces people's soul.
"Young master looks a little unfamiliar, you don't come here often?"
"Girl has good eyesight!"
Zhu Qizhen smiled and said: "I am from Taiyuan Prefecture. After studying for several years, I found that I am not good at studying. I just want to inherit the family business and go out to do some business."
"Oh?" Miss Gu Xi poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and said calmly, "What kind of business does the master's family do?"
Zhu Qizhen took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, and said: "Open a warehouse to sell goods!"
Gu Xi poured another cup of tea and said, "These days, with the war and chaos, it's hard to do business, right?"
"You don't know something about this!" Zhu Qizhen pretended to smile mysteriously and said, "The more the war is, the more prosperous the business will be!"
Gu Xi raised her hand to straighten the messy hair at her temples, and said softly: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let me sing a song for you. I wonder what song you want to hear?"
"Whatever the girl sings, I listen to it!"
Gu Xi smiled, her eyes as tender as water, picked up the pipa and started playing.
After listening to several little songs in succession, seeing that it was getting late, Zhu Qizhen stood up and said: "I have an appointment with someone to discuss business tonight, and I will meet the girl tomorrow to talk about romance."
Miss Gu Xi stood up and gave a Wanfu gift and said: "The slave family is waiting for the young master!"
Coming out of Tingyu Pavilion, Yuan Bin asked: "Your Majesty, what did you find?"
"There's something wrong with that woman!"
"How did the emperor find out?"
"The smell of powder on her body is very unique, which at least indicates that she has been to the scene of the crime!"
"Your Majesty!" Yuan Bin suddenly became nervous and whispered, "There is a tail behind us!"
Zhu Qizhen said calmly: "Let him follow, let's find a place to eat first!"
Fan Zhong said in confusion: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to go back to the palace!"
"We can't go back now, let's talk about it after dinner!"
The three of them wandered around and returned to Dingxiang Tower. Zhu Qizhen remembered that the donkey meat here was good, so he walked in.
After arriving at the private room on the second floor, Yuan Bin slowly walked to the window and took a look down.
"Your Majesty, the one in gray clothes followed us from Tingyu Pavilion."
"He didn't come up?"
"Waited at the door for a while and then left."
"Follow him, there's a big fish behind him!"
"Yes!"
Yuan Bin turned around and went downstairs. Fan Zhong asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, since that woman has a problem, why don't you let Jin Yiwei take her directly?"
"Things are not that simple!" Zhu Qizhen took a sip from his tea bowl and said thoughtfully, "I have a feeling that there must be some unknown organization hidden behind this person. If we act rashly,
It is very likely that they will alert the snake, and I will catch them all!"
Fan Zhong scratched his head and said: "It's just a theft case involving money and murder. It's not that complicated, right?"
"Just think about it, if you dare to kill people and steal goods in the capital, and you can hide such a large batch of goods overnight, there will definitely be many people involved. Moreover, I still can't figure out why they chose
Are these two going to start?"
"Maybe...what's the grudge?"
"Do you still remember what those two people said when we had dinner here yesterday?"
Fan Zhong nodded and said: "It sounds like they are doing business with the Mongols?"
At this time, Yuan Bin hurried back and said: "Your Majesty, all the ministers have made arrangements, and there will be results tomorrow."
Zhu Qizhen suddenly asked: "Is there a possibility that they are specifically targeting such profiteers? Because the business behind these people is shady, even if something goes wrong, they dare not make it public... By the way, what warehouse?
Has the station reported the crime?"
Yuan Bin thought for a while and said: "It seems not!"
"Check!" Zhu Qizhen seemed to have discovered something, "Check the person behind that warehouse, there is definitely something wrong!"
Yuan Bin nodded and said: "Wei Chen understands!"
At this time, the waiter's voice came from the stairs: "Donkey meat with five-spice sauce, braised donkey intestines, stir-fried donkey kidneys, donkey whip and wolfberry soup, sir, your dishes are ready, please use it slowly!"
After placing the dishes, the waiter turned around and went downstairs.
Zhu Qizhen looked at Yuan Bin, then at Fan Zhong, and asked: "Who ordered the food?"
The two looked at each other and thought hard, who ordered the food just now?
Yuan Bin looked at the dishes on the table and asked carefully: "Your Majesty, is there anything wrong with this dish?"
Zhu Qizhen picked up a piece of kidney flower and put it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said: "It's kidney flower and whip soup. Who are you looking down on?"
Yuan Bin:......
Fan Zhong:......
After returning to the palace, Zhu Qizhen thought about it over and over, and always felt that this matter was not trivial. There must be an extremely tight organization hidden behind such a clean and neat crime method.
"Wynn!"
Wynn was making tea and quickly replied: "My slave is here!"
"Xuan Jue Sheng Wei commanded Yang Zhicong to enter the palace!"
Huai En looked stern. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has always been an extremely secretive organization, which is more mysterious than the Jin Yiwei.
This is a mysterious team composed entirely of deaf-mute people, the Sound Guards!
Different from the Jinyiwei, the Jueshengwei do not have a separate yamen and special official uniforms, but are scattered among the people, connected by their unique internal communication methods. Their commanders have the right to deliver secret messages directly to the emperor, as long as
The memorial is stamped with the seal of Jueshengwei, and no one has the right to open it except the emperor himself.
Therefore, except for a very small number of insiders, others have no idea that such a team exists.
It was getting late, but the Meridian Gate was still not closed, and Fan Zhong, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was personally guarding the door.
Under the night, Wynn hurried over with a young man in his twenties.
Fan Zhong looked around and saw that this man was wearing a coarse cloth shirt and looked no different from ordinary people. If he were placed on the street, no one would take a second look. Who knows, this man is the fourth commander of the Juesheng Guard.
Make.
Yang Zhicong made a gesture, Fan Zhong nodded and led the two of them into the palace.
Since the existence of the Juesheng Guards is extremely secretive, in order to prevent the leakage of information, these people do not deserve to have badges and can only communicate with gestures.
The imperial study room was lit, and Zhu Qizhen had been waiting for a long time.
"Your Majesty, people are here!"
After Fan Zhong finished speaking, he took the initiative to leave and closed the door.
Huaien knew that the emperor must have a secret purpose in summoning Jueshengwei, so he stayed outside obediently.
However, he felt very itchy. As the emperor's personal attendant, he didn't know anything but serving tea and water every day.
Nowadays, the Chief of Ceremonies has undergone a major change. Wang Zhen and his gang members have all been eliminated. Jin Ying is getting older. He is lucky enough to serve in front of the emperor, and his future is unlimited. However, seeing the emperor working hard every day,
But I don’t know anything. Should I take the initiative to do something and help the emperor share some of the burden?
Thinking of this, he carefully looked at Fan Zhong beside him and asked: "General Fan, your Majesty, these days..."
"Huh?" Fan Zhong glared at him and said dissatisfied, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"