The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Murongci asked the young man in front of him to sit down and asked kindly: "How do you call the young man? Guigeng this year?"

The first time he came to Yamen, he was a little nervous and scared, and whispered back: "Caomin's surname is Rong, his name is Tianxing, and he is 22 years old this year."

She asked again: "The name has a good idea. Have you married a wife? You don't need to be nervous, I just ask for a routine question, and you can answer truthfully."

He looked at Shen Zhiyan on the side and the servants outside, and replied, "Yes, my lord. The Caomin has a poor family and hasn't married a wife yet."

"Are your son's parents still? How many brothers and sisters are there? How does the family make a living?"

"Caomin's father passed away a few years earlier. When his mother was old, he sews and repairs for neighbors in the neighborhood when he is in good health. I have two younger sisters, they are still young, and I only studied for two years as an apprentice in a drugstore. Learning the ability to treat people and see a doctor is also a craft, and then the situation at home will be better."

"Your ancestor is the capital?"

"The four generations of ancestors were from the capital, and the ancestors of Caomin moved to the capital from other places to discuss life."

"Have you ever left the capital?" Murongci stared at him without missing a trace of his expression.

"Cao Min works as an apprentice in a drugstore every day, let alone leave the capital, even if he occasionally takes a day off." Rong Tianxing replied.

"Thank you for your cooperation, you should go back first." Murong said gently.

This Rong Tianxing is not the person she is looking for. Xia Xiaolu is knowledgeable, well-talked, and has a good temperament. Although she is dressed elegantly, the clothes and the jewelry she wears are not cheap goods. She should be a lady from a well-off family. It's impossible for such a young lady to appreciate such a poor boy who is honest, ordinary-looking, poor and tired.

Then Young Master Rong, who came in, was completely different from Rong Tianxing in terms of appearance and attitude.

Wearing a maroon embroidered robe of wealth and honor, he is quite handsome, and his words and deeds are frivolous and arrogant. He is the son of the son who can be seen everywhere in the streets of Emperor Beijing.

Shen Zhiyan said in Murongci's ear: "This person has a good family situation, and his family runs a silk and satin shop."

She sneered. Is a silk and satin shop so invincible?

"My lord, please hurry up if you want to ask, I'm very busy." Young Master Rong swept his savvy eyes around and said slowly.

"How do you call the son?" she asked coldly.

"Rong Shaoqian."

"I don't know what Young Master Rong is doing?"

"That's too much, busy eating and sleeping, busy bathing and changing clothes, busy drinking and watching the moon with Xiao Yueer and Xiao Xueer, busy..."

"Why doesn't Mr. Rong still marry a wife?" Murongci interrupted him.

"I'm not that stupid. Find a woman to control myself." Rong Shaoqian smiled surly. "With a woman in the family, I can't accompany my Xiaoyue'er and Xiao Xueer to drink and watch the moon. That's boring, isn't it? I’m not the kind of person who gives up an entire forest for a single tree. It’s not a good deal."

"Where did Master Rong's ancestor go?"

"My ancestors went to Jinzhou, and when my grandfather was young, he moved to Beijing to do business."

Murongci was slightly happy, "Your ancestral home is Jinzhou, did you go back to worship your ancestors?"

He snorted coldly, "I won't go to that shabby little place in Jinzhou. There are no beautiful and gentle girls in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion there? It's far worse than Xiaoyue'er and Xiaoxue'er. My Xiaoyue'er and Xiaoxue'er are charming. Pleasant"

Shen Zhiyan couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted in a deep voice: "Honestly! Talk back!"

She asked with a cold face, "Have you never been back for so many years?"

Rong Shaoqian was a little more honest, but his eyes were still frivolous and disdainful, "When I was eighteen, my father told me to return to my hometown to worship my ancestors. He went back once that year."

"Have never been back since?"

"No."

"If your confession is false, Dali Temple will invite you back again. It will not be such a simple questioning at that time." Murong Ci's eyes were cold.

"I said, sir, you ask me what I want to do? I spend time and drink every night and sing songs, but this is not illegal, and I did not commit crimes." Rong Shaoqian was very impatient and yawned. , "Thank you, sir, hurry up, I have to go back to sleep."

"You can go back now."

"Really? Adults, you better finish asking, I don't want to come to Dali Temple again and be teased by my gang of brothers." He stood up and said arrogantly.

Murongci beckoned to the officials outside and took the people out. Then, she whispered to Qin Ruo: "Follow him back and ask someone in his family."

Qin Ruo left, knowing what to do.

Shen Zhiyan was puzzled, "His Royal Highness, are you looking for a young son with the surname Rong to ask questions, is it related to Lin Shu's death?"

She smiled slightly, "Maybe it's related, maybe it's not."

"Huh?" He was even more confused.

"My palace ran into a young **** the street who went to Beijing to find someone. Coincidentally, the lover she was looking for was also named Rong."

She told about Xia Xiaolu's situation, but Xia Xiaolu said that her lover was very similar to Zhaohua, and that Rong Shaoqian had no similarities with Zhaohua, so Rong Shaoqian should not be the lover Xia Xiaolu was looking for. However, Murongci didn't want to lose the only clue.

Shen Zhiyan finally understood, and said, "May I ask that girl Xia come to recognize people?"

"Yeah, why didn't my palace expect it?"

Immediately, Murong sent a servant to the guest Siyun to come to the inn to find Miss Xia's master and servant.

Soon, the Ya Ya came back and said that Miss Xia’s master and servant were not in the inn, and the inn’s shopkeeper said that they had gone out.

Shen Zhiyan said, "I will go to the inn to find them in the afternoon."

At noon, they sat together and tasted Lin Yu's hometown dishes.

Lin Yu made a large table of dishes, which were delicious in color and flavor, and drooled when he watched them.

Murongci greeted Lin Yu to sit down and eat together. She was not embarrassed and sat down happily, introducing various dishes to everyone.

There was joy and laughter during the dinner.

A small official smiled and said: "Miss Lin, this Mapo tofu you made is fragrant, creamy, spicy and numb. I have never eaten such delicious Mapo tofu."

Another small official also praised: "I like this green onion pancake the most. It's soft, glutinous, crispy, and fragrant, and it's very chewy."

Everyone praised, Lin Yu was embarrassed, and a thin blush was smeared on his round cheeks, "Everyone appreciates it."

Murong Ci smiled and said, "I like this tofu fish soup the most. The fish soup is rich and delicious. It's absolutely amazing."

Shen Zhiyan smiled and said, "I like this braised chicken nuggets most."

The crowd laughed and laughed, and a dozen dishes were wiped out.

...

After lunch, Qin Ruo finally came back.

Murongci was drinking tea in Shen Zhiyan's room, listening to her report.

Rong Shaoqian is indeed a **** who is well-known in his neighbourhood. He spends time and drinks and sings songs every night. He is either in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion or on the way to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. There are three brothels that he often visits, and he doesn't go home less than four hours later. Sometimes he does not go back the next morning.

It's useless to scold his parents, he is just a good one.

Qin Ruo asked the servants of the Rong family, that Rong Shaoqian indeed returned to Jinzhou when he was eighteen years old, and has never been back since.

Shen Zhiyan poured tea for His Highness, and came to a conclusion: "It seems that Rong Shaoqian is not the lover Xia is looking for."

Murongci nodded, and there was no need to find Miss Xia to recognize someone.

Rong Shaoqian has never been to Jinzhou, how did she meet Miss Xia and be in love with each other?

"The lover Rong that Miss Xia is looking for has no one who meets the requirements, and Miss Rong who Miss Lin wants to sue also finds no such person, and entered a dead end together. Why is it so coincidental?" Shen Zhiyan frowned thoughtfully.

"My palace always feels that these two things are related. How could it happen that they are both named Rong?" Murong Ci held a teacup to his mouth, but did not drink.

"It's better to go to the slave to find Miss Xia and let Miss Xia draw the portrait of Young Master Rong." Qin Ruo suggested.

"This is a good way." He opened his eyebrows and smiled.

"The minion will go now." She frowned.

"You haven't eaten yet. You have to eat first and then go." Murongci said, "Go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat, otherwise you will eat on the street."

"The slave knows." Qin Ruo took the order.

Murongci and Shen Zhiyan looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

She drank tea slowly and said, "By the way, did Lin Shu's body not be found elsewhere?"

He shook his head heavily, "I have re-examined Lin Shu's body, except for the sword wound in my heart. I found nothing. Lin Shu was killed with a single sword. The murderer has a strong martial arts. He sneaked into the Lin family and stabbed him to death with a single sword. He even had room to resist. nothing."

She sighed again, "This murder case is really tricky, is it really going to become an unsolved case?"

There is someone outside!

Murongci was about to go out to see who was eavesdropping on them, but saw Lin Yu walk in. Lin Yu's Qingxiu eyebrows were full of disappointment, sadness, and helplessness, and said: "My lord, you have done your best. I am grateful and contented. If God really wants the murderer to escape, I won't force it. I will bring my brother's body back to Yizhou for burial in a while."

"Miss Lin, I'm sorry, we tried our best." Shen Zhiyan comforted, "but don't be discouraged. We have been investigating homicides for several years. We often have this situation. We have no clues and we have entered a dead end. For a while, there is no progress. But after a while, new clues may suddenly appear, and then the truth will come to light and the murderer will be brought to justice."

"Really?" Her dark eyes opened wide.

"Really, it's amazing to detect homicide cases." Murong Ci also soothed, "Miss Lin, don't worry, we will do our best to investigate. But after all, it's been so long since your brother's case, and the place of the crime is not in the capital. There is indeed no progress. I hope you treat it with a calm heart, so that you will feel better, right?"

"I understand what you mean." Lin Yu Luoluo generously said, bowing to them, "The kindness of the two adults, Lin Yu has no teeth to remember."

"Miss Lin, don't do this." Shen Zhiyan hurriedly helped her to get up, but just gave her a false help.

"I'm going to boil water for the two adults." She turned and walked quickly.

"I saw her crying."

He turned around and sat down, shaking his head and sighing.

Murong Ci asked his cheeks to ponder: "Is there any connection between the young Master Rong that Miss Xia is looking for and the Miss Rong that Lin is looking for?"