"Quick, go get water!"

Unexpectedly, Zhongli Junqing's sip of tea actually made a small number of traces of the onion jade brocade slowly appear, even if it was so shallow that it could barely be seen with the help of bright light, Shangguan Qingyue still hurriedly ordered.

The common way to make colorless ink appear is to roast it with fire, but it is rare that it needs to be dipped in water in reverse.

"Here comes the water."

Shangguan Qingyue took the water cup and carefully walked in the middle of the cloth with her fingers, and the lines on the cloth were slowly displayed at the same time.

"Yue'er, do you know why it needs water to display?" Zhongli Junqing asked curiously.

"Well, it's not hard to figure it out." Shangguan Qingyue explained while busy with the work in hand, "You can try, on a flat surface, first spread a layer of soaked paper, and then a layer of dry paper. Then you can use a sharper pen to draw. Finally, the soaked layer of paper is dried, and the handwriting will naturally disappear. ”

Zhong Li Junqing nodded understandingly, "No wonder, no matter how it was roasted with fire before, it didn't react, it turned out to be the opposite." ”

"Huh?" Shangguan Qingyue didn't answer, but when she saw her fingers wiping and wiping, she stopped, and her face couldn't help but change slightly.

"Shangguan Qingyue, what is painted on it?" On the side, Qu Jinglan saw that her expression was getting more and more wrong, so he asked.

"This ......"

Shangguan Qingyue's temples jumped uncontrollably. Guess what is painted on this valuable piece of fabric? Treasure map or martial arts cheats? No, it's not, it's actually a picture of spring, night, and picture that is ---- enough to make people blush!

What does this make her say, what does it make her say?

"Yue'er, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? Show me. Zhongli Junqing was also confused, and then snatched the picture in her hand and observed it carefully.

"Yo, that's it, hahaha!" No wonder Shangguan Qingyue's face was red and white for a while, and he dared to see the "fun of the boudoir". I just have to admire Sun Zhengyuan's courage, what kind of cloth or paper is not good for painting this kind of thing, and I chose onion jade brocade? I'm really impatient!

Qu Jinglan sat opposite Shangguan Qingyue, and at this moment, he also picked up the green onion jade brocade and saw the thing in the picture clearly, and finally couldn't help coughing lightly, "I thought it was a useful thing, alas, it's ......."

"Hey, wait a minute." Suddenly, Shangguan Qingyue reached out and pressed the cloth in Qu Jinglan's hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Turn it around and take a look."

Just now, the three of them were all observing in the positive direction, and it was a picture of the Spring Festival with the deputy male on top and the female below, but when she turned the direction at 90 degrees on Qu Jinglan's side, she suddenly found a clue.

The human figure on the picture is already blurry, and with the help of light, you can only see a rough idea, but from Shangguan Qingyue's point of view, it seems to have changed a picture.

"I see, it's like a tree?"

That's right, after changing the direction, the heads of the long-haired men and women in the picture really resemble the crown of a tree, and the body lines of the red fruit intertwined in one place are the intertwined trunks!

This Sun Zhengyuan, I have nothing to do to make such a picture, what does it mean?

"Could it be that there's something wrong with this tree?" Qu Jinglan lowered his head and pondered, "It's just that there are more than 100 trees in the mansion, which one are you referring to?" ”

"No matter which one it is, I'll arrange for someone to inspect it first." Zhongli Junqing waved his hand, then got up and walked outside the door to order his subordinates to say a few words before turning back, and at the same time took out a scroll from his arms and said, "In addition, the five business owners who disappeared before have all been clarified as of today, this is the list, you can take a look." ”

"Oh?"

Zhongli Junqing's work efficiency is not bad, in ancient times when technology was backward, it was not so easy to find missing people from hundreds of businesses in just three or five days.

Unfolding the scroll, Qu Jinglan and Shangguan Qingyue carefully examined it.

In addition to the owner of the Changlai wonton shop, who has been caught and died, the other four are Hu Yongji from Zuifang Restaurant, Zhou Wu from Fugui Antique Shop, Zhang Quande from Qinglong Cloth Shop, and Wang Cheng from Shunfa Pastry Shop.

"Four people, dead and dead, but no one alive." After Qu Jinglan and Shangguan Qingyue read all the records about the merchant personnel and various information in the scroll, Zhongli Junqing spoke, "This case is indeed very tricky. ”

"No matter how tricky it is, there is only one truth."

Shangguan Qingyue leaned back on the back of the chair and rubbed her temples. I wanted to sneak out to play during today's Huaxi Festival, but I didn't know that the troubles were one after another, and they could even be described as thrilling, which made her little nerves always tense, and now that it was getting late, it was inevitable that she would feel tired. I don't know if Wei Linfeng and Hongsi are having fun, have they gone back?

"Lord Wang." While the three of them were talking, a person dressed as a guard walked in from outside the door, bowed and saluted, "There was news from the palace just now, and the emperor ordered the prince to return to the palace immediately." ”

"Got it."

Hearing this, Qu Jinglan still nodded unchanged.

The emperor is about to summon Prince Jing? You don't have to think about it, the farce that must have reached the emperor's ears in the Moxiang Tea House. The prince of a country actually thinks that he has a habit of breaking sleeves, and if he enters the palace, he will immediately call his father to give him a ruthless beating, right? However, as a prince, he must also have a lot of involuntary bodies.

Therefore, Shangguan Qingyue looked at Qu Jinglan's dashing back and left, and there was a slight indescribable meaning in his heart.

"Yue'er, hey, I've come back to my soul!" Zhongli Junqing stretched out his hand from the side and shook it in front of her eyes, then put his arm around her shoulder, and then leaned close to her face and smiled, "What's the matter, even if Prince Jing is gone, won't I still have a beautiful man like me to accompany you?" This is an opportunity that other girls can't dream of, besides, you saved me today, I will be your person from now on, you can do whatever you want me to do, now the Spring Festival, lonely men and widows, it is better for us to ......"

"Oh? Do you want to do what I want you to do? Shangguan Qingyue held her cheeks, and squinted at Zhongli Junqing, who seemed to be in hair and spring in front of her.

"That's nature, I'm Zhongli Junqing doing what he says!" Zhongli Junqing patted his chest with his other hand to reassure.

"Heh......" Shangguan Qingyue chuckled, then raised his hand and pinched the demon's face, which was whiter and tenderer than a woman, and said word by word, "Then I want you to ...... Roll, far, one, point, excuse me, is it okay? ”

“……”

"Gone." With that, Shangguan Qingyue slapped away the hand he put on his shoulder, got up and strode out of the door.

"Alas......" also looked at her back as she left, Zhongli Junqing gradually faded the smile on his face, and finally sighed helplessly. Did she always think that what he said was a joke?

When Zhongli Junqing returned to his Shangshu Mansion, an hour had passed.

After entering the Flying Snow Pavilion and instructing the servants to bring a few small jars of wine, he grabbed one of the jars and brought it to his mouth, raised his neck and poured almost all of them into it.

What is it, what is he?

He, the dignified Shangshu of the Canglang National Criminal Department, has been unruly and decisive in his life, how could he ever be so entangled?

"Son......

Pushing open the door, Feng Xiuling saw that he was pouring wine in a big gulp.

When she was outside, the servant told her that when Zhongli Junqing came back, he would let him bring in a few jars of wine, and no one would disturb her.

"Mother? Why are you here so late? ”

Seeing his mother enter the house, Zhongli Junqing put down the wine jar and gave her a seat.

"What's wrong, you're in a bad mood?" Feng Xiuling patted him on the shoulder, turned his face to see that the small wine jar on the table had bottomed out, so he opened the other jar again, and filled the wine glass in front of him and himself.

"No, my son is just bored with the case in recent days, and he is just tired of relieving himself." Zhongli Junqing shook his hand and smiled, "Mother don't worry. ”

"Come on." Feng Xiuling picked up the wine glass and motioned for him to accompany him for a drink.

"Stinky boy, mother, but someone from here. Besides, you crawled out of my belly again. Feng Xiuling put down the cup and talked slowly, "Young man, it's really nothing to suffer some setbacks on this road of feelings. Think back then, even if your father pestered your mother like a scoundrel, did you think that your mother would marry him? Don't you know, at that time, the excellent men who chased your mother could all line up at the gate of the city......"

"......" Zhongli Junqing touched his nose and didn't speak, his mother, he knew it very well. Anyway, if you get the opportunity, you can boast about yourself.

"It's just that later, because of one thing, my mother made up her mind to marry your father's ......"

"Because of what?"

Zhongli Junqing asked curiously. Growing up, his father and mother never told him, so he didn't know how the two of them came together.

"Twenty years ago, there was a plague in the capital that was not small, and at that time, the people died and fled, and it can be said that the people were not able to make a living. Although the emperor mobilized all the imperial hospitals and civil doctors to fight the plague, the effect was little. Recalling the past, Feng Xiuling couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "At that time, my mother was also unfortunately infected with the plague, and there were other people in the family who were far away, only your father took his mother back to his Tianyi Villa, and took care of it tirelessly every day, and kept collecting medicine, running back and forth to treat my mother and the people." His mother asked him, isn't he afraid of being infected and losing his life? But your father said that he was not afraid, because his mother is the one who needs him the most......"

Speaking of this, Feng Xiuling stood up, walked to Zhongli Junqing opposite, and said earnestly: "So son, the real love is not just based on words, but you can be needed by her." ”

"My son is clear." Zhongli Junqing smiled, and then asked with some doubts, "By the way, since my father knows how to use medicine, why did he abandon it again ten years ago?" ”

Zhong Li Junqing knew about his father's sudden abandonment of medicine ten years ago, but his father and mother did not tell him truthfully at that time.

"This ......" Feng Xiuling paused when she heard this, showing a hint of hesitation on her face, "Because...... His younger sister ......"