Golden Stage

"Already experienced corpses? What does Zuozuo say?"

The corpse was parked in the cellar of Bei prison, and it was frozen because of the hot weather. Yan Xiaohan doesn't avoid pollution, and checks it by himself. The dead Jin Wuwei was extremely thin, with no blood on his face, and his eyes were dark and black. Unlike a guard who practiced every day, he was like a young man who was sung every night and was hollowed out.

For some reason, Yan Xiaohan always felt a little familiar with his respect.

"What is the cause of death?"

Wei Xuzhou stood far away and said, "Emergency from the sun-just wind up right away. It passed on the spot and was not saved."

Yan Xiaohan opened the two palms of the corpse, and it turned out that there was a red circle in the palm, the palms were full of red tendons, and the circle mouth was closed. He put his palm back and asked, "Since the cause of death is clear, what else can be found?"

Wei Xuzhou smiled bitterly: "Master, take a closer look, do you really not know this person?"

Yan Xiaohan deliberately studied for a moment, and finally realized: "I said that this man is familiar, look at his virtue, like Yi Siming?"

Wei Xuzhou: "... No. My lord, this is Yang Hexuan. His father is Yang Ji from Tangzhou Jiedushi. He is the nephew of the queen's maiden's maiden's cousin, and the cousin of the prince. He is a relative of the emperor. In addition to our case, what other daring dares to take the case? "

As soon as he said the prince, Yan Xiaohan remembered: "Oh, the Yang family. Is Nine-Gate General Yang Sijing his brother?"

Wei Xuzhou said: "Exactly."

Yan Xiao smiled coldly and said nothing. Wei Xuzhou was so cold behind him that he smiled inexplicably, always feeling that the adults' smile seemed to be unfinished.

Earlier, the prince gave a suggestion and recommended Yang Sijing to Yuan Tai Emperor in order to marry him to Fu Shen. Although the matter was finally rejected by Yuan Tai Emperor, it did not prevent Yan Xiaohan from eating this old vinegar. He didn't like the Yang family at all. For the sake of the deceased, Yan Xiaohan didn't say the word "deserve it", but expected him to do his best to investigate the case without even thinking about it.

Furthermore, the emperor attached importance to the case, but because two Jin Wuweis were killed one after the other, it was worrying that this was a conspiracy against the guards. Yan Xiaohan knew that Mu Boxiu had been dealt with by Fu Shen and had nothing to do with Yang Hexuan's death. He also saw that there was nothing strange about this case, but it was only because of the queen and Yang Yan's face that he had to make a serious appearance.

"Show me the evidence of the testimony," Yan Xiaohan dropped the cushion he used to pad his hand, turned around to find water to wash his hands, and walked: "It's all gone. Brother Wei and Jiang Shu will follow me tomorrow Take a trip to Cuijin Pavilion, what should other people do. A case, we can't make a big deal of it. "

Wei Xuzhou took Yan Xiaohan's demeanor for everything, and next year will be young, not from a high-school background, except for the emperor, who never bows his head to anyone. Don't mention a Yang family, the royal relative Qi Wenwu, a hundred officials, Wei Xuzhou never saw who he put his eyes on.

When walking to the door of the cellar, Yan Xiaohan remembered what he thought and remarked: "Go to Cuijin Pavilion tomorrow, keep your lips firm, don't say anything."

Wei Xuzhou stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, and had a subtle shake of admiration for his admiration.

Then he thought about the great achievements of "the one" and comforted himself with his conscience: "How can you be afraid of something like this?"

Mention the two most prosperous places in Beijing, one is "Qizhenfang" and the other is "Golden Cave." "Qizhenfang" refers to the east of the city. There are many foreign merchants gathered here, all kinds of exotic treasures, overseas local objects, everything; "Selling Golden Caves" refers to the Qingchuan Chu Museum and Restaurant Gambling House in the western part of the city. Yan Xiaohan opened the Cuijin Pavilion at Xinghua Lane in the west of the city.

Looking at the capital city, Cuijin Pavilion can be regarded as one of the most famous fireworks resorts. However, in the unfortunate case of the murder case, the guests were disgusted and looked for other places, so the court was sparse and the business was not as good as before.

The three of Yan Xiaohan pretended to travel, and did not want to spread the hype. Wei Xuzhou was a frequent visitor here, and his aunt recognized his face, and immediately released his identity. Seeing this, Yan Xiaohan asked him to inquire about the old woman and the prostitute. He walked up the third floor along the Zhu Hongmu ladder and pushed open the two doors that had been sealed.

The furnishings in the house are as old as they are and are well protected. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, checked the cups, pans, and pots on the table one by one, and then opened the small drawers of the dressing table to pull out the private medicines contained in them. He took a handkerchief and wrapped it. , Ready to take back to check one by one.

A small table next to the dressing table, with a bronze urn and a golden urn incense burner, can still smell the faint residual incense. Yan Xiaohan wrapped a small packet of incense ash in paper, closed it, and raised the drooping curtain. The bedding on the bed was messy, and some of the bedding's belongings were exposed. Yan Xiaohan saw that he still had time to take away the cloth socks on the bed, and his heart suddenly moved.

He crouched down and looked around the bed and floor. If he didn't find what he wanted, he got up and went downstairs. Wei Xuzhou was crying with tears in her mother-in-law and the prostitute's female Qinzhen crying: "... I don't know what happened. Although Yang Gongzi was thin, he became more brave. On several occasions, Sister Xu Xian could not stand it, and almost died .Slaves also ... "

When she saw Yan Xiaohan going downstairs, her cheeks were crimson, and she couldn't help covering her face with a sleeve, she couldn't say any more.

Yan Xiaohan didn't realize it, and asked, "What are you talking about? You just said Yang Hexuan's" brave "? Does he often use drugs?"

Qin Zhen sounded like a mosquito: "Yang Gongzi ... he used to linger in Xinghua Lane and wasted his body, so it was just that and that was something he needed to take medicine for. He only started last year. He made a new formula and became extremely powerful. The slave family often advised him that the tiger and wolf medicines should not be used, but he said that he had not used any medicine, so that the slave family should not guess .... "

"No medicine?" Wei Xuzhou said, "It's windy and he swollen his face and filled him with fat. This is Yang Yang's face."

Yan Xiaohan asked thoughtfully: "Where did Yang Hexuan go in addition to Cuijin Pavilion that night?"

Qin Zhen said: "The slave family heard that he had gone to Baiyinglou first, and the girl with the first card Feiyan was not there. Those who he was waiting for were unwilling, and then came to Cuijin Pavilion again."

Yan Xiaohan threw the bag of spring medicine and incense ash wrapped in a handkerchief to Jiang Shu: "Go back and find a Taifang prescription to see if there is any poison." He turned and walked outward: "Brother Wei followed me to Baiyinglou . "

Baiyinglou is in another alley, completely different from the deserted Cuijin Pavilion. As soon as approaching, I heard the voice of Yingying crying and silk bamboo orchestra. The showgirls gathered at the door, and when they saw the frequent visitor Wei Xuzhou walking along with a handsome man he had never seen before, he had not yet wore an official uniform, and took it for granted that they were looking for fun, and immediately scored 12 points. Coquettish and flattering, softly climbed up: "Good handsome Lang Jun, would you like to come in and have a glass of water and wine?"

Fat powder scented on his face, Yan Xiaohan slammed on the tip of his tongue, and was worthy of exit. There was a familiar sound behind him that made his scalp numb—

"Yo, are you busy?"

Yan Xiaohan horrifiedly turned his head. The man who made him miss him all day long was sitting in a wheelchair, holding an unfolded folding fan in his hand, beating his palms regularly, and looking over calmly.

Xiao Yi held the handle by his hands and stood behind Fu Shen expressionlessly. Shen Yice's face was ruthless, and perhaps he had begun to meditate on the curse of death. Behind Yan Xiaohan are stunned Wei Xuzhou and a row of open-backed Yingying Yanyan. The two men and women met at the gate of the blue building just like that.

Yan Xiaohan gaped, almost blurted out and asked Fu Shen how you were here, then suddenly remembered that he sent someone to the villa yesterday and told Fu Shen to return to Beijing to attend the Wanshou feast.

Fu Shen glanced at him meaningfully, and his face was written: "Do you dare to carry me on your back?"

Yan Xiaohan's heart flickered, his strong desire to survive defeated reason instantly, he even ignored his subordinates and outsiders, and said, "I'm wrong!"

Everyone: "..."

This is probably the legendary worldly newspaper.

Fu Shenpi smiled and said without a smile: "How can I be wronged against you with the sky above me?"

The two were talking, and the still-uninterested woman in the green house came forward to catch Yan Xiaohan's sleeves, and laughed softly: "What are you standing here for? Masters, please."

I am afraid that all of Yan ’s life skills have been used to dodge this time. He just avoided the girl ’s hand in the crowd, but before he was relieved, he listened to Fu Shen: “Oh, This girl is nice.

Yan Xiaohan's face turned green instantly, staring at Fu Shen in disbelief.

Fu Houye has a good reputation in the folk, but is much more popular than Yan Xiaohan. That girl also admired young and handsome heroes, and threw flowers at him in the crowd. She recognized Fu Shen at a glance, and immediately dropped Yan Xiaohan, crying, and pitifully pounced on--

"However," Fu Shen smiled against her chest with a folding fan. "Compared to Zhuo Jing, it's still worse."

The pen of God comes and goes. Everyone turned their heads and looked at "Zhuo Jing".

Yan Xiaohan: "..."

He can see it, this **** knows everything, and his heart is like a mirror, he is deliberately entertaining him to have fun for himself!

The amused Yan Yan grinds his teeth resentfully, lining up in his mind to run through 108 ways to make Fu Shen one way or another.

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!" Wei Xuzhou deserved to be Yan Xiaohan's right-handed right hand. At this time, he finally realized that he should not stand and watch the fun, and showed his waist card, and shouted, "Feilongwei handles the case, idler Retreat! "

"Flying Dragon Guard" came out in three words, and the prostitute's girl immediately became messy, her aunt yelling, and everyone knelt down in the lobby.

Yan Xiaohan and Fu Shen proved themselves innocently: "Don't be angry, I'm really here to investigate!"

Fu Shen smirked and said, "I'm sorry you don't despise this group of vulgar fans. Busy you, I'll go back first."

He really knows the way of "hitting a stick for a sweet date", and calmed Yan Xiaohan with two words. Fu Shen had enough fun, and was about to retire, Yan Xiaohan suddenly caught the eye, grabbed his hand, with a burning heat in his palm, and could not refute the truth: "Houye, speak by one step."

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