As a royal patrolman, He Daqing has been shouldering heavy responsibilities since he entered the officialdom. This time, he received a special mission - to go to the most mysterious place in the capital to deal with a little-known case, and the core figure of this case is the owner of the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai, a legendary name, this mysterious businessman controls the largest courtyard house in the capital, but never cares about worldly affairs and never opens it to the public. However, recently some ominous rumors have been spread, saying that he is suspected of colluding with the underworld, oppressing the people, and even participating in some taboo activities.

He Daqing came to the gate of Yi Zhonghai's courtyard silently. The stone lions on both sides of the gate stared at him, as if telling him something. He knocked on the bronze door gently, and a long bell sounded from inside the door. Then, the door slowly opened, and a faint fragrance of flowers came to his face.

The scene in the courtyard was beyond He Daqing's expectation. The layout of the courtyard was exquisite and magnificent. The pavilions were scattered around a clear pool, and the island in the middle of the lake was shaded by green trees. It was like a small paradise. In this beautiful scenery, it seemed to hide endless conspiracies and secrets.

Yi Zhonghai personally greeted Yi He Daqing, his face was calm and mysterious, and no emotion could be seen. Yi He Daqing was secretly alert, he knew that this mission was not easy, there were too many mysteries about Yi Zhonghai that needed to be solved.

As the investigation deepens, He Daqing gradually discovers that the story behind this courtyard is far more complicated than he imagined. From the mysterious servants to the conspirators hiding in the dark, everyone seems to have their own purpose and secrets. And Yi Zhonghai is even more of a mystery. His identity and his past seem to be covered in endless lies.

In the process of investigating Yi Zhonghai, He Daqing met a young knight named He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu was agile and smart, and had a lot of insights into the mysteries in the courtyard. So, He Daqing invited He Yuzhu to go inside the courtyard to explore more clues.

As the night deepened, the two came to a tavern called "Qingfenglou". This was an ordinary restaurant in the capital, but it hid many stories of ups and downs. The lights in the tavern were dim, and the faint candlelight sprinkled on the table, reflecting the profiles of the two people. Their voices were low and firm when they talked.

"Yuzhui, what kind of person do you think Yi Zhonghai is?" Yi He Daqing asked with a hint of worry between his brows.

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment and said, "Yi Zhonghai, this name is controversial in the capital. Some people say that he is a philanthropist who quietly supports poor families and helps them overcome difficulties; while others accuse him of being a sinister and cunning businessman who uses tricks to seek personal gain."

He Daqing nodded, feeling even more thorny. They ordered some snacks and sake and continued to ponder the scene before them.

There was a commotion in the pub, a group of drunken young men were singing loudly, attracting the attention of people around them. He Daqing looked up, smiled faintly, but didn't say much.

"Perhaps, we need more clues to understand Yi Zhonghai's true face." He Yuzhu said softly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

He Daqing nodded, his heart full of determination. He knew that this task was not easy, but he had to complete it for the peace of the capital and the safety of the people.

During the conversation with He Yuzhu, He Daqing's thoughts drifted to his family. He had a son named He Yunfei, who was his pride and heart. However, since his wife's death, He Daqing's son became more and more rebellious and his relationship with him gradually became distant.

Sitting at the wine table, He Daqing felt a dull pain in his heart. He used to be a strict father who loved his son, but the busy work made him neglect his family, and the gap between him and his son became deeper and deeper.

"Yuzhui, I have a question to ask you." Yi He Daqing suddenly said.

He Yuzhu raised his head, smiled slightly, and gestured for He Daqing to continue.

"My son is an adult now, but he has become more and more rebellious. He is unwilling to listen to my advice and always talks back to me. I don't know what to do." He Daqing's voice was slightly heavy, and his heart was filled with helplessness and heartache.

He Yuzhu listened quietly, and then slowly said: "Perhaps you need to spend more time with him and listen to his heart instead of just giving him accusations and pressure. Perhaps he just longs for his father's love and understanding."

He Daqing was moved when he heard this. Perhaps he should really reflect on himself and re-examine his relationship with his son. He decided that when he returned, he would have a good talk with his son, be honest with each other, and regain the affection and trust they once had.

In the warm atmosphere of the tavern, He Daqing inadvertently looked down at his robe, only to see that it was already tattered, with patches all over the cuffs, and several large and small cracks on the trouser legs, revealing a hint of faded color. This scene made his heart sink, and he realized that his image might no longer be as good as it used to be.

The conversation with He Yuzhu made him feel warm, but at the same time, it also made him realize his own predicament. As a royal patrol, his salary was not low, but the expenses of supporting his family and handling cases were also a big burden. Adding his son's living expenses, he was already a little overwhelmed. Now it seemed that it was time to change his clothes.

Thinking about it, He Daqing decided to go to the market to buy new clothes early tomorrow morning. However, he also knew that this was not an easy thing to do, after all, money was not so easy to come by for him.

"Yuzhui, where do you think there are better tailor shops in the capital?" He Daqing asked, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

He Yuzhu frowned, thought for a moment and then said, "I heard that there is a time-honored tailor shop on Meihua Street in Xicheng. Their craftsmanship is very good and the clothes are of high quality. You can go there and take a look."

He Daqing nodded, feeling grateful for He Yuzhu's suggestion. He decided to go to Meihua Street early tomorrow morning to buy himself a decent set of clothes, not only for his own image, but also for his son, so that he could stand proudly beside his father.

The next morning, when the morning light shone through the window onto the floor, He Daqing left the tavern early and walked toward Plum Blossom Street in the west city. Pedestrians hurried along the street, and vendors were busy setting up their stalls. It was a busy scene. He Daqing walked along the street for a while and finally came to a time-honored tailor shop.

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