Grandpa is such a bunny

The censor of the Inspectorate is a relatively popular position. He is responsible for the inspection of the imperial court. The magistrate of the place where I don’t know how many grades I went to is much higher, not to mention that there is an old father-in-law who is a minister of rites behind Mr. Gao.

Du Yun was far away from the imperial court, but apparently he hadn't reached the point where his eyes and ears were closed. He had heard of Zhang Dingcheng, Minister of Rites.Among other things, Mr. Zhang is in charge of the imperial examinations. How many civil servants appointed by the emperor over the years are students of his disciples. Therefore, from one aspect, Zhang Dingcheng has a wide network of contacts in the imperial court and can speak well. high officials.

Now, Mr. Zhang's son-in-law was assassinated on the first night he came to Luo'an City. Du Yun really got involved this time.

The atmosphere in the inn was a little frozen, and outsiders had been left behind. Du Yun looked at the results of the corpse sent by Wu Zuo, his seal turned black, and the top of his head was about to smoke.

"More than 730 knives were stabbed in the body, each knife was stabbed in a non-critical area, and the blood was exhausted. A total of more than [-] raw red beans were found in the abdominal cavity, some of which were swallowed by the deceased. ..."

Du Yun put down the dead body angrily with a lawsuit on his forehead. As a result, his grandma died as soon as he died, and he died so badly that Master Du wanted to cry without tears. This tragic word reminded him of his future.

"What to do, tell me what to do?"

Tu Bo stared at the dead body, his eyes dimmed, he couldn't figure it out, was Gao Chenfeng really stabbed to death by a killer who was in the business of murder? More than 700 knives, and then forced him to swallow a large amount of red beans, such a troublesome method of torture, it is obvious that the murderer has a deep hatred with the deceased.

Also, what was written on the other half of the paper in the room?Who took it?

Just as he was thinking, the center of his brows suddenly warmed up, Tubo raised his eyes, Qian Fan withdrew his fingers from his brows, and asked worriedly, "Will you get a headache if you think so?"

Unexpectedly, this person was still thinking about his headaches, Tubai frowned, and teased, "As soon as you care about me, I won't have a headache."

Qian Fan pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his ears felt hot.

The people in the room who were worried about the case couldn't help but fix their eyes on the two of them. Du Yun said angrily, "What time is it, you two are still flirting!"

It's so angry that he doesn't care about the life of a grown man.

Tu Bo was thick-skinned, and he didn't care about what Du Yun said, and continued to pick up the corpse and ponder it. On the contrary, Qian Fan beside him was stunned by this sentence for some reason.Although Zen Master Shanyue was thin-skinned, he didn't look shy at this moment, and there was some imperceptible surprise and bewilderment in his dark eyes.

Qian Fan was shocked, flirting?The word was never used against him.Since he entered Buddhism since he was a child, he has cultivated his mind purely and concentrated on reciting Zen. He has already quit the mundane world and stayed away from the floating world. How could he have anything to do with this word?

He thought silently, heard what Tu Bo and Du Yun said, he listened to it, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the master who was usually silent.

The master stood in the corner, like an outsider, with silent clarity hidden in his heavy eyes, and nodded at him. Qianfan didn't understand, so he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, then turned his head to listen to Tubo's words.He turned around, didn't see the master rubbing the wolf hair in his hand, and sighed invisibly.

Eunuch Fang was so shocked by Gao Chenfeng's death that he couldn't stand anymore. He was lying in the next room until Du Yun sniffled and muttered that I'm not cowardly, and walked over.

"Elder-in-law, what happened has already happened, you, you should also be careful. I am a grasshopper on the same rope with you now, it's okay, I just go down in the future, and I will be your companion."

Eunuch Fang turned his neck to him weakly, and the eunuch's characteristic white face was even paler now, and the orchid fingers on the quilt trembled for a long time, and hummed, "Our family doesn't want to die yet."

It's the same as who wants to die, Du Yun thought to himself, sitting on the side of the bed and said, "Let's not talk about whether you or I will die. Now that Mr. Gao has been found, I should write a memorial to the emperor and tell the truth. This matter is of great importance." , I may have to go to Beijing with my father-in-law to report to the emperor." Du Yun took a deep breath, "I can't hold the body, please recover your father-in-law as soon as possible, we will leave for Beijing immediately."

The death of a high-ranking official, even if they wanted to hide it, they couldn't hide it. Du Yun usually eats too much, is lazy and shameless, but he has a fair and upright bone, and he can't deceive his superiors and his inferiors to cover up his selfishness. Bad thing, Gao Chenfeng's death was his responsibility, he should go to Beijing to report the truth to the emperor and Minister of Rites, and plead guilty.

Eunuch Fang nodded hesitantly, and said weakly, "Okay, Lord Du makes a decision. When you say you want to leave, our family will follow."

After deciding on this matter, Du Yun planned to go back to the house and discuss with Master Tubo who would accompany him to escort the corpse to Beijing. Before leaving, Qian Fan, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly asked, "Eunuch Fang, can the poor monk ask you something? "

Eunuch Fang was the emperor's servant, so he naturally knew the emperor's admiration for this master, so he got up quickly and said respectfully, "Chan Master Shanyue, please tell me, this old slave will know everything without saying anything."

"Master Gao's journey this time is quite a long way, so why don't you see any attendants accompanying you?" Qian Fan asked.He had stayed in the imperial capital of the Dajing Kingdom for several years, and he often had contacts with high-ranking officials and dignitaries. He knew their temperament very well. For a dignitary like Gao Chenfeng, there must be people who serve and wait in his house. Even if he goes out on weekdays When going to the banquet, you will definitely bring one or two young servants with you to serve you all the way, not to mention the place Mr. Gao is going this time is not too close, and there are no young servants by your side, which is really a problem.

Eunuch Fang didn't expect that he was talking about this, and rolled his eyes. Seeing his hesitation, Tubo reached out and closed the open door, "Is there something unspeakable?"

"No." Eunuch Fang pursed his lower lip. He must have thought about it a few times before he said, "This is a private matter of Mr. Gao's family. I don't know whether I should say it or not, but if it has something to do with the case, then say it." It's okay."

"Everyone should already know about the relationship between Mr. Gao and Mr. Zhang, Minister of Rites. These days, this old slave has heard the rumors from adults in the court. He said that Mr. Gao and Mrs. Gao had some conflicts and accidentally injured Mrs. Gao. Your Excellency is eager to protect your daughter, and I have been angry with Mr. Gao for several days because of this."

This matter is purely a family matter, and if it is resolved internally, there will be no problems at all, but I don't know if Zhang Dingcheng is venting his anger for the girl, or if he really has objections. Objection, as soon as he objected, the disciples in the court immediately supported him. Seeing that the father-in-law was not on his side, Gao Chenfeng was furious for a moment, and unintentionally contradicted the emperor a few words, provoking Long Yan's fury, so he was dispatched Came to Luo'an City to pass the decree.

Gao Chenfeng was unhappy, and before he left, he was arguing with Mrs. Gao across the gate of Zhang's house. Eunuch Fang was sitting in the carriage and heard Mrs. Gao's sharp and cold voice, "Remember, without me, you won't get anything from the Zhang family. I can't take it away."

Naturally, the servants of the Zhang family would not really listen to his orders. He entered the Zhang residence alone, and after not being favored by the Zhang family, he could only come out alone.That's why Gao Chenfeng is so pitiful, he doesn't even have a waiter by his side, and he came to Luo'an full of anger.

"So Gao Chenfeng doesn't have a good relationship with his wife?" After listening, Tu Bai asked.

Mr. Fang said fairly, "I don't know, but I heard that Mr. Gao would go to Qingmingfang to buy a pack of Sanqiu cakes for Mrs. Gao every day when he came home from court. It takes several streets to go back to Zhang's mansion. The old slave thought, if the relationship is not good, how could he be so considerate."

Until now, everything they had about Gao Chenfeng was based on hearsay and other people's speculation. No one really knew what else this victim had besides those high-sounding identities, and how he was hated so much.

The missing and incomplete paper, more than 700 bloody wounds and a handful of bright red and glaring red beans are like silent evidence, leaving silent testimony on Gao Chenfeng's body, silently telling about this person's past.

The only thing missing now is a mouth to speak for the evidence and the corpse.

It is not easy for the corpse to be parked in the yamen for a long time. Du Yun wrote a letter to the imperial capital, briefly stating the case and notifying the family of the deceased, and was planning to leave for the imperial capital soon.

Knowing that he also needed to go, Tubo hesitated, looked at Du Yun with a heavy expression, silently retracted what he wanted to say, stood by the window and looked in the direction of the imperial capital, with an indiscernible depth hidden in his dark eyes.

"Don't worry." Qian Fan handed him a cup of tea and stood side by side with him.

Tubo put his slender fingers around the wall of the cup, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what I'm worried about?"

The monk had calm and dignified eyes, and his neatly manicured fingers rested on the bright red Buddhist beads. Hearing this, he looked at him seriously and said, "No matter what, there is no need to worry."

"Oh..." Tubo lowered his head to drink tea, covered his smile with a cup, leaned over, and whispered, "Don't worry about being angry?"

Qian Fan was taken aback for a moment, seeing him winking and smiling at himself vigorously, his cheeks that could be broken at the first poke turned red, he couldn't figure out how he could flirt with that three-foot thick skin anytime and anywhere, flicked his sleeves, annoyed gone.

Two days later, Du Yun took Tubo and two police officers to escort the corpse, Zen Master Shanyue, and Eunuch Fang to Beijing.

On the day I left Luo'an City, the sky was very gloomy, with large clouds covering the scorching sun, leaving a dull and damp air. The people in the city generally knew what happened but didn't know exactly what it was. It seems to be unlucky.

So the kind-hearted aunt handed in a bag of oily chestnuts, yellow noodles, vegetables and fruits that can be eaten after washing, and homemade bacon into the carriage halfway.

Du Yun hugged the food with tears in his eyes, and secretly swore: I will definitely come back.

After swearing, Tubo put away all the things.

Six people rode in two carriages, one carrying the body and the other carrying people.The corpse has always had something to do with the moldy head. Afraid that the two police officers would have grudges and taboos, Tubo took the initiative to drive the carriage where the corpse was stored, and sat alone in front of the carriage, swaying and following the one in front, remembering that he wanted to get along with the one in it. The beautiful Qianfan walked together for several days, even if there was a corpse in the carriage behind him, Tubo would laugh like a flower.

Standing in front of the city gate were the people from the yamen who came to see him off, the ordinary people who heard about it in twos and threes, and the rich kids who happened to come here to join in the fun.

Sun Xiao sent two packs of dry food and a basket of washed carrot and green vegetable leaves, for fear that he, Brother Tu, and Master Du would not have enough to eat on the way.The master dryly asked them not to panic when something happened.

"I know, I know." Tubo dealt with it indiscriminately, picked up the carrot and took a bite, then he snorted and saw someone.

It's Qin Chuxin from Lingxian Building.

Qin Chuxin stood under the tall gray city wall, away from the crowd, wearing a snow-white embroidered skirt with clear water patterns, covered with a thin snow-colored gauze, with slender shoulders and a thin waist, and a slender figure. Seeing Tubo noticed her, Qin Chuxin Blessed him slightly, turned around and took the carved red sandalwood food box from the handmaiden behind her.

Tubo stroked his chin and strode over.

Qin Chuxin's appearance was not perfect, but there was a woman's indifference and quietness between her eyebrows and eyes. She was a girl who made people feel very comfortable at a glance.

"Young Master Tu, before I can thank you for saving me that day, the little girl prepared a special gift for you to eat on the way."

Tubo glanced at the food box and took it, "The eight pieces of Wanjinlou are not cheap, so thank you Miss Qin." He smiled slightly, and his dark eyes reflected Qin Chuxin's snow clothes, like an ice and snow Tianshan melted into the eyes, pure white and clean.

On the carriage parked at the gate of the city, the light yellow curtains were lowered again. In the carriage, Qian Fan sat in a lotus position, looking down and flicking the bright red beads. The silhouette of the beautiful man in the distance was like a iron on his heart. After imprinting it, it burned a brand mark that made him feel bored.

Why are there such emotions?

He closed his eyes and silently recited the Jingxin Sutra of calming the mind and wisdom.

"Old Tu is really... flirtatious." Du Yun glared at Tubo's back angrily, and seeing what he said, Qin Chuxin covered his lips and smiled slightly, feeling even more frustrated, "He's always so attractive wherever he goes. "

Tubo walked back with the food box in his hands, "Miss Qin, please sing me a little song when we see you someday."

Qin Chuxin was blessed with a whole body, and answered "OK", looking at his back going away, he didn't know what he thought of, he lifted his skirt and took two quick steps, and said softly, "My lord, this food box is beautifully painted with gold, if you finish eating it , might as well leave the box behind."

Tubo raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's natural, the girl gave it to me, even the stones on the roadside, I also treat them as treasures, and keep them forever."

Sweet words come at your fingertips, and you can't coax people to death.

The things that should be said have been said, and the things that should be taken are almost packed. Du Yun and his party waved goodbye to the people who saw them off, and set off again.

After leaving the city gate, the people behind him became farther and farther away with the sound of wheels crushing dead leaves and soil. Tubo glanced back and saw Qin Chuxin standing in the thick and colorful shadow under the arched giant stone city gate. Looking at the direction they left from afar, he didn't move for a long time.

Tubo suddenly felt that her snow-white dress seemed plain, with unspeakable and unfinished words, silently speaking in an inconspicuous place, silently sending someone off for the last time.

In the carriage, Du Yun turned his head and groaned, "Miss Qin, could it be possible that she fell in love with the old picture? Everyone left and she didn't leave."

On the other side of the carriage, Qian Fan closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't move at all, but his slender wrists wrapped under the green robe tightly clenched the warm Buddhist beads, grinding the Buddhist heart Zen words engraved on them with the palm of his hand.