On the afternoon at the end of July, the imperial capital of Daqian was lying in the warm sunshine, occasionally blowing a few wisps of wind with heat, and gently raising the wine flag on the bamboo pole.

The summer cicadas chirp tirelessly in the trees, as if they were competing with the middle-aged housewives under the trees who were wearing heavy makeup to see who was more noisy.

"Hey, have you heard, the shopkeeper of Wang Ji Rouge Shop in Taipingfang has another room of Lang Lang, and it is said that he is still a famous noble man who was redeemed from the teaching department."

"I've heard about it, you said that where did the king's shopkeeper get so much money, didn't she pay for the seven rooms, why is it too little to take another room."

"Hey, it's not that people have a good eye, when the Ponzi caravan came, he asked the shopkeeper Wang to give it to the photo, and he took a lot of gold and silver to the Ponzi caravan to present to the cornucopia on the same day. As a result, who would have thought that the cornucopia would really spit out twice the money for him the next day, and the shopkeeper Wang was crazy. ”

Under the tree, seven or eight men with their waists less than two feet strangulated gathered together to enjoy the cool melon seeds, and at the same time they were talking about the gossip of each family.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just as the men were chatting happily, a muffled thunderous sound came from the end of the street.

When everyone looked up, they saw that the voice was actually coming from the direction of the east gate of the palace. Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw the burning flames in each other's eyes, so they all got up, raised Erlang's fingers and pinched the fan, covered their cheeks and walked over.

The east gate of the palace is called Yanxi Gate, usually the eunuchs and palace maids of the harem enter and exit from here, today I don't know why, the high palace gate is wide open, and the dazzling eyes pass through it, shining on the people of the imperial capital who are watching the excitement outside the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The sound of thunder came from behind the door again, and everyone looked intently, and found a group of Praetorian Guards wearing heavy armor and holding long lances coming out of the palace gate.

There were four or five hundred of these Praetorian Guards, and their heavy boots made of spiritual iron were trampled on the ground, and the sound between the steps was uniform, so that the willows on the side of the road rattled.

"It's Zuo Hewei, I saw General Fan." All the healthy women and beautiful men on the onlookers looked at this imposing elite of the forbidden army stupidly, and their eyes showed admiration. There were even a few unruly men who quietly threw a few winks out, but they didn't get the slightest response.

After the elite of the forbidden army walked over, followed by a female general riding a tall horse, this female general carried a long sword, sat firmly on the back of the horse with the reins in her hand, and scanned the people present with indifferent eyes. And on both sides of the street, both men and women, when the female general's gaze swept by, they all excitedly raised their hands high, trying to get her attention.

This female general is Fan Shuqing, the general of Zuo Hewei, but after she appeared, she did not walk out of the city with the elite of the forbidden army, but waited on the spot and looked back at the palace gate.

The crowd followed her gaze curiously behind the door.

"Jingle Bell"

A copper bell rang, and a sedan chair painted with dragons and phoenixes was carried out slowly by four eunuchs.

The roof of the sedan chair inlaid with spiritual crystal jade is surrounded by a circle of bright yellow curtains, and the vermilion car has four small windows, and the curtains are raised in the wind.

Taking advantage of the wind, the good deeds stretched out their heads to look into the small window, through which they saw a burly man sitting inside, and when they looked closely, they saw that the man was wearing a black scarf like a nocturnal assassin.

"Eh, what's going on, why is there a man out of shape sitting in it? Seems to be an assassin? Everyone who saw this scene turned their heads and ears with curiosity.

I never thought that the man in the sedan chair heard their whispered discussions, and his chest rose and fell violently a few times, as if he was angry, and when the discussion became louder and louder, the man sitting inside couldn't help it, angrily ripped off his towel, opened the curtain and glared out of the window.

Only then did everyone see the man's appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his appearance was thoughtful, and there was a trace of evil between his angry eyes.

It was Lu Liang and Lu Cailang who were arranged out of the palace to investigate the case.

"Hiss-so ugly, why is there such an ugly man in the harem."

The discussion around him became louder, and Lu Liang almost rolled his eyes angrily, so he could only close the curtain and silently read that I am not angry and I am not angry, and there is no one to replace me when I am angry.

Fan Shuqing, who was waiting in front, frowned when he saw this, and then shook the horsewhip suddenly, and the loud voice suppressed all the surrounding discussions.

"Quiet, the nobles are traveling, and the irrelevant people are retreating as soon as possible."

The clear voice like the collision of jade came from the horseback, and everyone around them was shaken for a while, but after they heard Fan Shuqing's words, they were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts, and slipped away like birds and beasts.

In just a few minutes, the door of Yanxi Gate was clean, and there were no people.

The sedan chair was lifted by the eunuch again, and he walked out of the city after the forbidden army, and at the same time, an extremely familiar voice came from Lu Liang's ears: "Lu Cailang doesn't have to be so angry, everyone in the world is mediocre and superficial, don't be angry with yourself because of them." ”

Lu Liang snorted when he heard this, he didn't want to answer the sound at all, it sounded like he was very cold.

But in fact, Lu Liang at this time was not cold, but panicked, because the person named Cui Mian outside was too familiar to him, and he was almost carved out of the same mold as Cui Qing's sick R&D engineer.

Lu Liang saw it clearly in the Qianqing Palace just now, the exact same appearance, the small height of one meter and five years, and the respectful voice, all aroused the fear in Lu Liang's mind of being dominated by Cui Qing underground.

Even Xiao Wu'er, who was pumped by Han Jiangyue, turned his head to look at it, and quietly sighed that the two really looked alike.

Without Lu Liang's cold reply, Cui Mian's voice came from outside the sedan chair again: "Lu Cailang, I guess you also understood what Your Majesty meant just now." We only have four days, and after four days, either the truth and the gold and silver will return to the palace, or the two of us will return to the palace. So I hope you stay at the inn after that and don't wander around, and if you need anything, just tell Koizumiko and he will help you buy it. If we can't solve the case because of some of your actions, don't blame the lower officials for doing something out of the ordinary. ”

Lu Liang understood this passage, Cui Mian was clearly warning herself not to make trouble, and she could solve the case by herself.

Lu Liang could only hum in a low voice again, which was regarded as acquiescing to Cui Mian's arrangement, after all, he really didn't have any ability to investigate cases, and he didn't have the capital to be arrogant with Cui Mian.

But the more he listened to Cui Mian's words, the more uncomfortable he became, the meaning of the threat was almost clear, he was also a harem talent, why was he so faceless, he was either teased by this or threatened by that all day long.

This time, Lu Liang was really in a cold sweat on a hot day, his hands and feet were cold, and he was trembling with anger, can this world be better, what should the man do @#%! *

Thinking of this, Lu Liang's mind suddenly flashed, he opened the curtain and looked at Cui Mian outside the window, and said with a smile: "Cui Sicheng, I have nothing else, I am still a little self-aware, so naturally I will not cause you trouble." However, please also ask Cui Sicheng to understand one thing, that is, the person who returns to the palace is either gold and silver and the truth, or your own head. ”

After speaking, he also bowed to Fan Shuqing, who was guarding in front of the carriage, and showed a kind smile, but in Cui Mian's opinion, that smile was simply a pampered demon face.