"I didn't find out about this junior high school, but this is probably the reason why Nayu Guojun stayed in Bianjing." I heard that the envoys of the Eastern Ying Kingdom and the Persian Kingdom were preparing to leave, and the envoys of many small countries had left earlier.

As the king of a country, Bai Linghan had no reason to stay in Bianjing for so long, unless there was another purpose.

It was not easy for her to find out what Bai Linghan was looking for in the third year of junior high school, and it was really difficult for her to find out what Bai Linghan was looking for.

"Well, you ask her to be careful when she asks, don't be targeted."

"Yes."

……

Outside the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion, a black-painted carriage without any decoration slowly stopped in front of the gate.

The dark cyan curtain was lifted, and a clear figure walked down from his body.

There were only two guards guarding the gate of Zhenguo Gong and the butler who stood with his back straight.

The figure of Qing Huang looked at the majestic and towering vermilion gate, and the two stone lions standing outside the door seemed to be silently standing at him.

"Young master, we're here." Qingshan glanced at the gate, his expression was a little shrunken, but he couldn't hide the fascination in his eyes.

Hu Ruijun's indifferent eyebrows remained unchanged, and he stepped up the stone steps quickly but steadily to the door.

The butler who was waiting outside grinned when he saw him coming, which made the lines in the corners of his eyes look even deeper.

"Childe is here, the eldest lady is waiting, Childe, please come with the younger one."

"Thank you." Hu Ruijun bowed his head and followed the housekeeper into the Zhenguo Mansion.

Walking on the clean bluestone road of the Zhenguo Mansion, following Qingshan, a pair of eyes looked at the building in front of him as if it was not enough.

"Childe, this Zhenguo Mansion is really good-looking."

When the housekeeper who walked in front heard this, his eyes flashed with disdain very quickly, and the small door couldn't get on the table.

Hu Ruijun only glanced at Qingshan lightly, Qingshan shrank his neck as if he was a little scared, and lowered his eyes honestly.

The elders of the Hu family are already waiting in the main hall, and Hu Ruijun only needs to go to see them, and go to the ancestral hall of the Hu family to put a pillar of incense on it.

If it weren't for Hu Ruijun, who was a good reader and had a future, this thing wouldn't have been done so smoothly.

"Elders, old ladies, the son has arrived."

Seeing that Hu Ruijun was coming, the maid hurriedly went into the house to report.

The old lady has never been out of Fushoutang since she was rescued by Jiang Yingxue, and today it was Hu Minghui who personally invited her to come out.

"Let him in."

Ma Shi, who was standing behind the old lady, subconsciously clenched the embroidered handkerchief in his hand when he heard this.

Suddenly, Hu Ruijun, who was dressed in a green shirt, walked in.

"Meet all the clan elders, old ladies, big ladies are well." Hu Ruijun knelt down in the hall as soon as he lifted his robe, his forehead pressed against the ground.

His attitude of neither humility nor arrogance made several clan elders more satisfied.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Several clan elders asked Hu Ruijun a few more questions and didn't say anything more, and the old lady sitting on the side raised her eyelids. "Let's go to the ancestral hall."

"Yes."

The ancestral house of Hu Mansion is not in Bianjing, and the ancestral hall in the Zhenguo Mansion can only be said to be the ancestral hall of the Zhenguo Gong Department.

Everyone in the hall got up and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Outside the ancestral hall, Hu Ruijun took off his robe and knelt down on the futon to offer incense, and the old lady asked her to take out the family tree and write Hu Ruijun's name, and then Hu Ruixuan gave the old lady and Ma Shi tea, and this matter was completed.

The clan elders are all old, and they came over early in the morning, so there is no need to look at the tea ceremony, and the Ma family asked people to prepare gifts and send the clan elders back one by one.

Back in the hall, the maids came in with tea, and Hu Ruijun took the teacup and knelt down in front of the old lady. "Grandmother, please have tea."

The old lady has always known about Hu Ruijun's existence, although Hu Minghui broke the family rules, but he is his own son in the end, he has nothing to like or dislike Hu Ruijun, there is no embarrassment, the old lady took the teacup and took a sip, took a red seal from Gui Mama and handed it to him.

"From now on, get along well with your mother, father, and brothers and sisters."

"Thank you, grandmother." Hu Ruijun is as good as flowing.

The old lady nodded, and said no more.

Ma Shi looked at Hu Ruijun, who looked well-behaved, and felt very dazzling, and at this time, he hated Jiang Yingxue completely in his heart!

not only caused her daughter to be divorced, but also caused her to miscalculate and get an eye-catching thing back to block her!

"Mother?"

Ma Shi came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and looked at Hu Ruijun's handsome eyebrows, and had to take a deep breath to suppress the anger in his chest, and reached out to take the tea in Hu Ruijun's hand.

"Study hard in the future, the lintel of our Zhenguo Mansion will not raise waste."

Mama Gui's eyes were raised, in this Bianjing City, who doesn't know that the second son of Zhenguo Gong is a gentleman who doesn't learn and has no skills......

"Mother taught me a lesson."

"Okay, you're tired when you come early in the morning, send the fifth prince back to the yard to rest." Hu Ruijun is the righteous son recognized by Hu Minghui on the face, and even if he is on the family tree, he can only do five.

"Yes."

The maid led Hu Ruijun out of the hall, he just left with his front foot, and the old lady also left with his back foot.

"Childe, this yard is too far away."

The maid led Hu Ruijun to the courtyard arranged for him by the Ma family.

This yard looks like it's been some years, it shouldn't have been renovated for a long time, it looks old, but the inside is very clean, very spacious, there is a big courtyard outside the house and there are many peach trees, if it weren't for the house is a little painted, look at the artistic conception is still good.

Hu Ruijun walked into the room and sat down, without much emotion on his face. "If you can live, you can."

Qingshan didn't say anything anymore when he saw him like this, but smiled and said: "It's good that Gongzi can enter the Zhenguo Mansion, and with Gongzi's talent, he will definitely have a bright future in the future." ”

Hu Ruijun hooked the corners of his lips and did not respond, only raised his eyes slightly to look at the peach tree outside the house, stunned.

……

In a private house in Bianjing City, Mr. Han looked at the corpse on the ground with a heavy face.

"Judging from the condition of the corpse, there were at least three hours of death, there was an obvious knife mark on the chest, the heart was dug out, and there were pinch marks on the neck, but there were no obvious injuries on the deceased's body, and he should have been choked by the neck and died of the heart."

"Woo woo, my poor Cuicui, what kind of sin has this been created......"

Mr. Han stood up and looked at the wailing woman outside the courtyard.

The dead girl was the daughter of the woman outside, the woman's husband died of illness three years ago, and the woman took her only daughter to do business in a cloth village that her husband had purchased before his death.

Su Yuchen glanced at the corpse on the ground. "The murderer wants to kill the hearts of men."

"It does look like it's for the heart of the dead."

Hu Minghui was waiting for the process of investigating the case by the people below in the ya, and someone came to report that someone had died again half an hour ago, and his liver trembled when he heard it, although he was unwilling, he still came over in person, who knew that he met Su Yuchen on the way.

"I wonder what the prince thinks?"

Su Yuchen walked into the courtyard, this is an ordinary house, as soon as you enter the door, it is a small courtyard, you can see the four rooms in the courtyard at a glance, in addition to the closed gate of such a house, the only protection is the courtyard wall, this courtyard wall looks almost two zhang high, that is, about six or seven meters, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to come in quietly.

Su Yuchen came to the courtyard wall, only to see him on tiptoes, easily flying to the courtyard wall and jumping out.

Hu Minghui didn't know what Su Yuchen was doing, so he could only stand honestly under the courtyard wall and wait.

Suddenly, Su Yuchen flew back and landed silently.

"There are no footprints on the courtyard wall, and the murderer is not low." Being able to hear this sentence from Su Yuchen's mouth proves that the murderer's kung fu must be very good.

"This murderer is so bold!" Hu Minghui's face was ugly, he actually said this because he felt that the murderer was not afraid of death, and now who in the entire Bianjing City is paying attention to this case, this murderer is too bold, isn't he afraid of being caught? !

"The murderer's purpose is very clear, he wants people's hearts, fresh people's hearts, it is likely that this is not his insolent provocation, but he has to ask for it, the murderer is likely to do it again, if he is not found out as soon as possible, someone will be killed." Mr. Han frowned.

"How's that okay?" Hu Minghui felt that his head was going to be big, and the emperor was already very unhappy, if a few more people died, it would be okay!

But this murderer didn't leave any clues, they didn't know where to start, but they were really sad!

Su Yuchen's eyebrows were deep, and he didn't know what to think.

……

As night fell, the black sky shrouded Bianjing.

Dark clouds will cover tonight, and a bright moon will be hidden like the depths of the clouds.

An eerie flute sound sounded in the air, as short and piercing as the sound of sharp nails scratching at the door.

As soon as the flute fell, several black figures appeared on the dark street.

Ghostly figures roamed the streets and alleys, avoiding patrolling Janissaries and arriving in a desolate house in the suburbs.

There was not a glimmer of light in the house, and a few pairs of eyes that shimmered with a strange red light in the darkness could be faintly seen through the broken windows.

The last black shadow entered the house, and a sound like the roar of a fierce beast sounded in the room, terrifying and infiltrating.

"Who took the heart last night?"

A thin figure standing in the far corner of the house slowly raised his head. "It's me."

"Recently, the wind has been tight, you have all given me Annai, if you cause trouble, no one can save you." After saying that, he took out a porcelain vase from his body and threw it on the ground. "One for each person."

Seeing this, those black shadows rushed to the ground like hungry wolves, and the porcelain vases scrambled for them.

"Don't let anyone find out about you, or you will know the consequences."

Those black shadows grabbed the pill in the porcelain bottle and couldn't wait to open it and eat it, but suddenly, the red light in their eyes was even worse, and their eyes rolled on the ground in pain.

The man looked at the black shadow struggling on the ground, and the dim moonlight illuminated the smile on his lips more and more eeriely.