Shengjing Conspiracy

Chapter 68

The summer is coming and the cold is coming, and the year is coming, and the son of the family is looking forward to it, and the lady is smiling.

The Peach Blossom Ghost Soldier case, which had been raging for a long time, was finally over. During the days when the case was closed, everyone in Dali Temple was busy writing the case, and Wen Youqing resumed the days of guarding endless files every day.

The case is over, and Jiangnan Xing did not leave. He stayed in the capital and wandered around all day. He listened to music at Tianqin Pavilion yesterday, tasted new dishes at Tianxianglou today, and went fishing tomorrow. In short, there was something to do every day, and Li Suwen, who was supposed to be a busy person, also Be with him all day, never leave.

After finally reading the dossier, Wen Youqing, who had been free for half a day, held tea and rolled chicken legs, squinting at Jiangnan Xing who was spinning around in front of him, "I heard that Li Suwen set up a branch of the Xuanchi Sect in the capital?"

Jiang Nanxing stopped, and looked at him with a sad face, "Well, and what he means is that he plans to buy real estate in Kyoto for permanent residence."

The more he talked, the more he had a headache, Jiang Nan Xing felt sorry for him, he couldn't understand why Li Su asked the leader of the Xuanchi Sect why he stayed in Kaiqin Pavilion in the capital, isn't he busy in the teaching?

Seeing his bitter expression, Wen Youqing was amused, thinking that Li Suwen is really an infatuated kind, who loves beauties but doesn't love Jiangshan, and for the sake of Jiangnan Xing, he gave up Xuanchi Sect, and guarded Jiangnan Xing in Kyoto.

Wen Youqing, who was thinking this way, suddenly thought that Jing Yun seemed to be no worse than Li Suwen. He was a dignified general who stayed with him all day without going to the school. It was no wonder that he was written as a vixen in the recent scripts, which brought disaster to the country and the people. kind of.

"The real estate is all bought, shouldn't you pack up and move there?" Wen Youqing was so angry with his association that he ruthlessly started to drive people away, Jiang Nanxing is now living in his house.

"You want to drive me away!" Jiang Nanxing was furious, "Aren't you sending a sheep to a tiger's mouth!"

"The sheep go into the tiger's mouth? You are quite self-aware." Wen Youqing couldn't help laughing, Li Suwen's thoughts were almost written on his face, if he didn't know the fun, it would be too offensive.

Jiang Nanxing glared at him angrily, saw an unfinished file on one side of the desk, and leaned over to take a look, "Hu Liu is still in prison?"

"Well, there are still problems that have not been resolved."

After Hu Liufu's spell that day, Wen Youqing and Jing Yun led people to find the people who had been abducted by Taohuazhuang over the years, and asked Li Suwen to break through their soul-hunting technique and send them home.

Some of them disappeared for a short time, and some disappeared for a long time. Fortunately, there are still people waiting for him in the family like Mrs. An Po. Unfortunately, when they returned home, they found only a few old graves waiting for him.

Speaking of Mrs. An’s husband, let’s call him Mrs. An. After Mrs. An came back, Mrs. An cried for a long time. When the two separated, they were young people. When they saw each other, their hair was already gray. Mrs. An knew that his wife had been waiting for him for more than ten years. The pain endured in the middle, and even after relying on Mrs. An to maintain her own life, Mrs. An burst into tears.

Originally, according to Wen Youqing's intention, it was to help the two of them buy a residence and start their lives again, but the two old people were both stubborn and insisted on repaying the kindness of Dali Temple. work.

Everyone was still hesitant at first, but after eating the meal made by Po An, they immediately changed their minds. The taste is not much worse than that made by the chef of Tianxianglou. It is delicious in the world!

Now that the case has been solved, Wen Youqing also put back the completed case file from ten years ago and put it back into the warehouse. solved.

The matter has been resolved for the time being, although there is still a doubt that has not been answered, after all, Taohuazhuang is just a power in the rivers and lakes, and Zhou Feng from Dali Temple can be used by him. This alone is a big problem.

It's not that Wen Youqing never thought of finding Zhou Feng to ask about it later, but what he didn't expect was that after they left that day, Xiao Wu who left behind to pack up the corpse found that Zhou Feng had also been poisoned at some point and hadn't returned yet. When he arrived at Dali Temple, he was poisoned and died, and the only clue was cut off again.

In order to find out the involvement of the court, Wen Youqing kept Hu Liu in the prison and did not release him, but Hu Liu's mouth was like a clam, and he couldn't pry out any clues.

At this moment, the door was opened, and Jing Yun and Li Suwen, who did not know how they bumped into each other, walked in together. It was almost the end of the year, and the two of them came in with a cold air, which made Wen Youqing shiver.

"Yanyan, do you want to eat?" Jing Yun walked up to Wen Youqing, stretched out his hand to pinch the back of his neck, it was warm, unlike the chill on his body.

"Eat, what did Po An do today?" Wen Youqing squinted her eyes comfortably, like a cat being patted comfortably.

"It seems to be mutton stew." Li Suwen took out an oiled paper bag and opened it to Jiang Nanxing, "Yam Cake from East Street."

Jiang Nanxing blinked, "That's why you went out early in the morning?" The yam cakes on East Street are selling well, and there are long queues every day before the doors open. It's a good thing that you can't buy even if you have money.

"You said you like it." Li Suwen picked up a piece and stuffed it into Jiangnan Xing's mouth, and wiped the crumbs from his mouth with a smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Yun, I want to eat yam cake too!" Wen Youqing looked narrowly at the jokes between the two, not to mention how happy she was when she saw Jiangnan Xing blushing so hard that she couldn't laugh.

Jing Yun silently nodded and remembered that Yan Yan also likes to eat yam cakes from Dongjie.

The group of four went out to eat, but it was a different scene on the other side of Kyoto.

……

East Palace, study room.

Before Shang Lanqing set up the book case, he gently drew a figure on the paper with a pen. Although the whole figure of the person in the painting was not visible, the figure alone could be described by Zhilan Yushu.

Standing opposite him was a tall man with a high nose and deep eyes, wearing a black robe with silver thread embroidered on the hem, vaguely looking like a star map, and he was very imposing.

The man lowered his eyes slightly to look at Shang Lanqing, and the only thing in his ears was the sound of the other party raising his pen and ink, but they were one of the few people who got along peacefully.

When the last stroke of vermilion fell on the lips of the person in the painting, Shang Lanqing finally stopped writing. He was admiring his painting while washing the brush, and he seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Is there something wrong with Master Guoshi?"

"Can't you come to His Highness if you have nothing to do?" The man known as the national teacher asked back.

Shang Lanqing smiled lightly, picked up the handkerchief on the side to wipe her hands, and finally looked up at the man, "If you say this, it will make me misunderstand that Master Guoshi is actually a lover."

The man was silent, Shang Lanqing came out, sat down and picked up the tea on the table, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Fifth Prince can do something now." The man said in a deep voice.

"Really, then take it as a big gift from the palace to the emperor." Shang Lanqing's lips slightly raised, "Fifth brother thought that the palace didn't know anything, and thought that if he bought Rong Zhengfeng, he would be able to break the law." But Ben Gong is as naive as his mother."

"Your Highness blamed Zhou Feng's matter on the fifth prince, so you are not afraid of his retaliation?"

"Counterattack?" Shang Lanqing put down the cup in his hand, "He thinks he has to be so capable."

The man twitched his mouth, and he looked at the picture on the desk calmly, "Your Highness is so cruel to his brothers, isn't he afraid of scaring others?"

"There are no real brothers in this palace, they are all enemies." Shang Lanqing glanced at the man, "Everyone in this palace can see clearly, except for Master Guoshi, who has never seen Guoshi clearly. What are you thinking?"

The man didn't look directly into Shang Lanqing's eyes, "It's just that His Highness doesn't want to see clearly."

"Really, fortunately, I'm not interested in seeing it clearly, as long as the national teacher can be owned by me." Shang Lanqing straightened his clothes, "It's nothing to do, Mr. National Teacher, I still have something to do Do."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the man to reply, he walked out of the study without the slightest hesitation.

Looking at Shang Lanqing's back, the man's eyes seemed to be covered with haze. He walked to the desk, looked at the person in the painting, and twitched the corner of his mouth in a mocking arc.

"Helpful."

After speaking, he picked up the water on the table to wash it, and splashed it on the painting. The wet pen and ink instantly became a mess, and the original appearance could not be seen.

Seeing this scene, the man seemed satisfied, and left the study with his hands behind his back.