Jiang Qianhu stood in Fusi, Beizhen, thoughtfully.
"Don't you have any clue?" he asked, looking at the two imperial guards in front of him.
The two Jin Yiwei shook their heads.
"Not at all," they said.
"Master Jiang, what did the woman who lived in Guan Temple commit? If it was so important, why didn't she catch her and just monitor her?" A Jin Yiwei couldn't help but ask, "Is it to be used as bait or something else?
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Jiang Qianhu frowned.
"Is this what you should ask?" he said, "Just do your job, why do you ask so many questions?"
The Jin Yiwei chatted.
"Of course you guys know, but the instructions on this matter are confusing. If you know what case it is related to and who it is, it will be easier to investigate." He said.
"Do you think everything is so easy?" Jiang Qianhu said with a snort.
Seeing that he kept silent, the Jinyi guards knew not to ask any more questions, so they retreated.
Jiang Qianhu frowned.
That woman was a palace maid who was released from the palace. She was originally serving in front of the prince, but there were many other palace maids serving in front of the prince. It was indeed a bit strange that this one was the only one who paid such attention.
And it's not so much about attention as it is about protection.
In any case, it should be related to the first prince. Lu Yunqi handled matters involving the first prince himself without even telling him.
"The less you know about some things, the better."
Lu Yunqi once said to him.
Although Lu Yunqi has a reputation for being ruthless and ruthless, he is still very good to people like Jin Yiwei.
If you don't let him ask, he won't ask, just do things.
Jiang Qianhu was thinking wildly when he heard a commotion in front of him, as if someone was coming. He frowned and looked at it, and immediately looked a little strange.
Five people came outside the door, wearing ordinary clothes, but they were not ordinary people.
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Jin?"
A Jinyiwei shouted.
Many Jin Yiwei came around.
"Hey, this is the hero of the North."
"Come and see."
There was laughter everywhere in the yard.
Jin Shiba and others' faces turned red and they said nothing.
It’s really funny to say that they are the imperial guards that everyone fears, hates and hates, but by some strange combination of circumstances, they followed the officers and soldiers of the Northland into battle to kill the enemy, and finally went to Beijing to praise their merits. Thinking of that day, they were surrounded by countless people on the street cheering as heroes.
, they feel the taste is complicated.
Lu Yunqi walked out, and when he saw him laughing, the guards in uniform became quiet, and the courtyard became solemn.
Lu Yunqi looked at Jin Shiba, who bowed his head and knelt down.
"My lord," he said hoarsely.
Lu Yunqi's expression was dull, neither happy nor angry.
"Why don't you wear official uniform?" he said.
"Perhaps I prefer to wear military uniforms." Youjin Yiwei whispered from behind.
Jin Shiba's complexion is redder and his head hangs lower.
"Do you want to be transferred to the Qingshan Army?" Lu Yunqi said, looking at Jiang Qianhu, "Go through the procedures for them."
Jin Shiba quickly raised his head.
"No, no, sir." He knelt down and took a few steps forward, his expression a little pale, "I don't want to, I am born as a member of the Jinyiwei, and I will die as the ghost of the Jinyiwei."
Lu Yunqi said oh.
"Then why aren't you wearing clothes?" he asked.
"Young man is not good at work and has no shame to wear these clothes." Jin Shiba lowered his head and said hoarsely.
"It was well done." Lu Yunqi said, "Why don't you have any shame? Miss Jun is back safely. You are quite famous."
Jin Shiba and others looked up in disbelief.
Irony?
But Lu Yunqi never jokes or makes sarcastic remarks.
This means...
"Hurry up and put them on." Jiang Qianhu said, "I'm very busy, and you guys have a long enough break."
The five people from Jin Shiba were overjoyed and kowtowed excitedly.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." they choked.
Lu Yunqi had already passed them and walked away.
The guards outside Fusi in Beizhen got ready and brought horses to Lu Yunqi. A man who looked like a butler who had been waiting aside came forward with a smile.
"Mr. Lu, the carriage I borrowed from you last time was returned by my master." He said respectfully.
Lu Yunqi saw a carriage parked by the door, he hummed and said nothing.
The butler respectfully stepped away without saying anything.
A guard in Jinyi stepped forward, looked at the carriage, and came back quickly.
"There is a red gold and precious stone carriage of this size in the car." He whispered and gestured with his hand.
Lu Yunqi hummed and didn't care. He mounted his horse and walked down the street surrounded by the royal guards. The direction he was heading towards was where the Lu Residence and Prince Huai's Mansion were located.
At this time, Miss Jun and Zhu Zan had already left Prince Huai's Mansion.
Duke Cheng Guo suddenly knocked on the door of Prince Huai's Mansion. They couldn't really stay in Prince Huai's Mansion for a long time. What will happen next has not yet been determined. In short, it will not be a good thing.
The two of them had walked along the street in silence for quite some time.
It was already daylight and the streets were bustling with people. They walked one after another. Many people who recognized Miss Jun and Zhu Zan greeted them one after another. Miss Jun occasionally smiled and nodded in return, but she seemed to have seen these.
People seem to have seen nothing.
Suddenly Miss Jun stopped and Zhu Zan, who was walking behind with his head lowered to prevent the injuries on his face from being seen, almost bumped into her.
"What for?" he asked muffledly.
"I'm hungry." Miss Jun said, looking in one direction.
Over there, at a food stall at the street corner, baskets of steamed buns are being cooked, and the steam and aroma are overflowing.
"There is food at home." Zhu Zan said angrily.
"I want to eat here." Miss Jun said, walking over there like a stubborn child.
"At this time..." Zhu Zan said angrily, but Miss Jun ignored her and went straight over. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and follow.
Although it is a simple stall on the street, most of the food is bought and eaten, so there are only two low tables.
Miss Jun and Zhu Zan occupied two tables.
The bun seller naturally recognized them and happily agreed. He also understood the young couple's desire to be alone without being disturbed, and he thoughtfully pulled up a bamboo tent to block the scorching summer sun.
Although the table was simple, it was wiped clean. Two drawers of steamed buns were placed on the table. Miss Jun and Zhu Zan each ate the pile of garlic vinegar without looking up.
The bamboo curtain blocks the sight of passers-by on the street, but it cannot block the voices.
"...This is how Duke Cheng Guo entered Prince Huai's Mansion..."
"...As expected, there is love and righteousness. As soon as I heard that King Huai was ill, I immediately went to visit..."
"...This is the right thing. I will tell you that Cheng Guogong will not just sit idly by."
"...So what, you are so happy, as if His Majesty treated King Huai harshly..."
"...I didn't say that! Be careful what you say."
The discussion on the street disappeared very quickly. After all, people in the capital were sensitive enough to know that this topic was not a good topic and would very likely get into trouble.
Zhu Zan put down his chopsticks.
"I don't know why my father did it," he said. "I didn't persuade him to do it because I really thought it was pointless."
This was the first time they talked about it since they learned that Duke Cheng Guo had entered Prince Huai's Mansion.
Miss Jun took a bite of a bun.
"I do think there is no point in doing this, but I admit that I am still very happy." She said, looking at Zhu Zan, "Just like you robbed my purple fairy plant just to use it in front of Princess Jiuling's grave.
Just give me a flower."
Is this a compliment to both father and son?
This woman is really good at coaxing people with honey on her lips. Look what she did to her parents.
Zhu Zan twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly became excited again.
"Don't give random examples." He raised his eyebrows and said warily, "It's my business to present flowers, it has nothing to do with you." (To be continued)