The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

Crunch, crunch.

The unpeeled radish sticks sounded like a blunt knife chopped meat in Sun Shaozong's mouth. Although it was not very pleasing, it made the carriage shrouded in darkness a bit more fresh out of thin air.

These radish sticks were marinated by Zhang Laodao himself. Although they were rough, the ingredients used were all treasures. They were very refreshing to chew.

Of course, this is only for young people with good teeth.

Those who are slightly older, want to taste the taste, are afraid that they have to pay some price.

As for Zhang Lao Dao who is over seventy years old, even if he is willing to go all out, he may not be able to get these pickled radishes.

But Zhang Laodao still pickles every year. Once pickled, there are several large jars. Sometimes they are distributed to others, and sometimes they are simply left to spoil.

Putting it on others is called a quirk, or a waste of food.

But on the side of Zhang Laodao, these pickled radish sticks are covered with a layer of mystery, and even some big households in the city are not hesitating to buy them.

Of course, Sun Shaozong moved the two jars today only because it would be best if the counterpart could be more spicy.

Chewing on Zhang Daoshi's pickled radish, what echoed in his mind was naturally the words of the old fox that looked free and easy, but concealed their wit.

Sun Shaozong approached Zhang Lao Dao this time, firstly to further narrow the scope of investigation of the headless corpse; secondly, he also wanted to use his counterpart to learn more about the inside story of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

For the former, Zhang Lao Dao gave an accurate answer: helpless.

Although it is said that the Heavenly Master's Mansion is powerful, Qingxuguan and other northern sects are declining, but if you really want to count the heads of people, these external powerhouses are just a fraction of them.

As the saying goes, it's hard to adjust.

Although Qingxuguan is nominally the Communist leader of the Northern faction, in fact this is only a loose alliance, and there is not much binding force between them.

What's more, many Taoist priests are already mavericks.

Those who retreat and don't ask about world affairs, those who wander about without whereabouts, and those who don't know where they are hiding, and sometimes pose their heads but never see the end of the dragon.

Qingxuguan wanted to learn from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and it was completely idiotic to say that all the followers would gather at once.

As for Sun Shaozong's second question, Zhang Laodao was non-committal. He talked a lot of gossip, and most of them were flattering the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

If it is an ordinary person, he will be deceived by his guess.

But Sun Shaozong recalled at this time, but it was quite rewarding.

To put it simply, the veteran is not optimistic about the results of the emperor’s seeking immortality, so he hopes that the north and south roads will break, so as not to be implicated in the future.

But at the same time, Zhang Lao Dao couldn't help but worry about whether there was another mystery behind Hong Yuan's recent abnormal behavior.

Further refinement, the most useful information for Sun Shaozong should be the four characters'uncharacteristically.'

In Zhang Lao Dao’s mouth, that Hongyuan’s real man’s magic is not mentioned, but he is a master of vision and means. If he were not so, he would not have been in Beijing for less than two years, and he would become the favorite of Emperor Guangde. people.

And such a person, when the contemporary Zhang Tianshi was about to go north, suddenly started a fight with the North School of Taoism, which is indeed somewhat unreasonable.

Even if you really want to conquer the group of local snakes in the capital, you still have to wait until the Heavenly Master's Mansion is built, and you will be forced by the general situation.

Is it being pets and coquettish and self-respecting?

Or is there any other plan, just like Zhang Laodao's concerns?

And what role does Hong Yuan really play in this headless case?

Click, click...

Silently chewed a few pickled radishes again, and Zhang Cheng reminded him that he was not far from Rongguo Mansion.

Sun Shaozong put the leftover half of the plate and put it into the dark grid on the right, took out the bottle of lychee stuffed from Nanjiang, and grumbled in his mouth.

Seeing the carriage slowed down slowly and entered the corner door of the Rongguo Mansion, Sun Shaozong picked up the window and got out of the car with that sweet smell, and asked the door about the whereabouts of Jia Yingchun and Sister You.

I heard that one served in Jiaxueyuan, and the other went to Ningguo Mansion to accompany You.

Sun Shaozong then ordered that door to lead the way, and rushed to Yihong Courtyard to find Jia Baoyu for food and drink, and handed over the amulet made by Zhang Laodao by the way.

In other words...

That old Dao really cares about Jia Baoyu. If he counts his age, is it possible that there are hidden stories in it that cannot be told?

There flashed through the mind of Jia's mother and Zhang Laodao, who were flirting with each other. Sun Shaozong was shivering at the moment, and he threw this absurd idea to the country of Java.

When I arrived near the Yihong Courtyard, I saw that the door had been closed tightly. Sun Shaozong was waiting to knock on the door. He heard Baoyu screaming for wine inside, and he knew that he was drunk by his voice.

Sun Shaozong hesitated slightly, but still banged the door of Yihongyuan.

Not long after, the door slowly opened a gap, and a red face popped out of it, but it was the second-class maid Qiuwen next to Jia Baoyu.

This Qiuwen originally had an impatient look. It was clear that Sun Shaozong was outside. He changed his smile and opened the door round, and said: "It’s fine if you are here, and our father is alone. Drinking!"

Sun Shaozong stepped unceremoniously into the courtyard, and saw the brightly lit pavilion in the corner. Jia Baoyu was holding the white jade wine glass, shaking his head and shaking his head, he didn't know what he was muttering.

When he got close, Qiu Wen rushed a few steps forward and told him that Jia Baoyu knew that Sun Shaozong had arrived.

At the moment he threw the white jade wine glass on the table and greeted him with joy: "Second brother is here just right, hurry up and drink a few glasses with me!"

He yelled again, letting Sheyue warm up the remaining teriyaki deer kiss at noon, and serve the two of them immediately.

In fact, there were a few hot dishes on the table. Sun Shaozong sat at the table freely. Next to him, Qiuwen and Sheyue fetched tableware and towels for clean hands.

Sun Shaozong stretched out his hand to let She Yue serve, and said in a strange way: "Didn't the matter in the morning have been exposed, why did you drink boring wine again?"

Jia Baoyu shook his head slightly, did not know where to grab some forage, raised his hand to throw it into the night, and heard the rustling rustling noise, and from time to time there were two deer screams.

Thinking that he just clamored for a Teriyaki deer kiss, this scene really makes people wonder how to comment.

When Sun Shaozong saw that he didn't answer, he didn't feel too anxious, so he turned his chopsticks upside down and poked the table, before eating and drinking like no one else.

But Jia Baoyu couldn't stretch it anymore, and he sighed heavily and said, "I can't tell why. I was lying in bed this afternoon. The more I thought about it, the more boring I became."

Got~

It turned out that Wenqing was ill, so I'm groaning without illness here!

As long as you hungry for a few days, this problem can be cured without medicine.

It is a pity that this method cannot be used against Jia Baoyu.

So Sun Shaozong switched to another method, which was also very useful.

He grabbed the jug and filled Jia Baoyu a cup, stuffed it involuntarily, and said, "Come on, my brother will accompany you to make three glasses in a row, so that you can moisten your throat first!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, Jia Baoyu had lost the interest in drinking, staring at the wine glass and sighed faintly: "It is not easy to live a lifetime, but it is so boring and boring to roll in the dirt. "

This divine babble is quite similar to that old way.

Could it be that the things that I just thought about were not groundless?

There were two unspeakable stories arranged in my heart. Sun Shaozong put the empty wine glass on the table and retorted casually: "Then you won't think, come out of the silt and not stain it?"

After stopping these words, Jia Baoyu slowly moved to Sun Shaozong's face with seven-pointed drunken eyes, and asked each and every one: "Then the second brother has been able to get out of the silt and not get stained?"

This one……

Speaking of my changes over the past four years, it is more than just an affair, it can be said to be a great affair!

"Dye will be dyed."

Sun Shaozong rolled his eyes and said: "I am not as hypocritical as you. I am just rolling in the world. As the saying goes, if you gain, you will lose..."

Just when I was about to come out with some great principles, I heard footsteps hurriedly, followed by an attacker's voice: "The sacrificial text has been sent, but the mansion is in chaos, really...Huh?!"

With an exclamation of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, half of the words came to a halt abruptly.

Sun Shaozong felt strange and looked back while holding the wine glass, but he saw Xiren staring at himself in astonishment, as if he saw something strange.

"How come?"

Sun Shaozong said strangely: "Seeing me is like seeing a ghost?"

"No no no!"

Only then did Xiren react and hurriedly said, "When I just went to the East Mansion to deliver the memorial text, Grandma You was in a hurry to send someone to the mansion to invite you over! Then I wanted to see you drinking here as soon as I went home. ..."

"You...cough, what did Sister Zhen ask me to do?"

"I heard that it was Hongyuan's wife who died. It seems to be related to the case you are investigating!"

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