Seriously.

Ning Jue was actually reluctant to bring Zhu Zaili's oil bottle.

But now that the assassination of the prince has happened, it is unlikely that the person behind the scenes will assassinate himself on this cusp.

The only hope he had was the news he got from Lu Bing on this kid.

There is no rule that you can't hear about it from Jinyiwei.

"Mr. Ning, where are we going?"

"Tsubaki Alley."

"Tsubaki Reservoir Hutong? What is that alley for? ”

"Hmm...... It is said to be a more sinful place. ”

"Huh?" Zhu Zaili's mouth opened: "Why did Mr. Ning go to a sinful place?" ”

"Of course, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger, there is a saying, corrupt officials are traitorous, and clean officials are more traitorous than corrupt officials."

Zhu Zaili nodded thoughtfully.

"The students were taught."

Just when Zhu Zaili was still thinking about the deep meaning of Ning Jue's words, three or four bare Tsubaki trees had already appeared in front of the two.

As soon as he approached Chunshu Hutong, Zhu Zaili heard the sound of "babbling" from the alley, and he understood what kind of place this was.

In many alleys, there are two young men in black gowns with beautiful faces and women standing at the gates of many streets.

During the Hongwu Dynasty, Lao Zhu in order to prevent the officials and princes from indulging in pleasures, once issued a strict edict, the prostitutes can only wear black jackets for performances, and the specific system is very similar to the folk shrouds, which basically ensures that the princes and ministers try to maintain piety when watching the performances, and they can be regarded as the pioneers of the pure mode.

Of course, after the funeral of the great grandfather, the ancestral training was selectively retained, and this kind of ancestral training that did not conform to the trend of the times was naturally regarded by the scholars as the dregs of the Taizu Dynasty.

Ning Jue walked into Chunshu Hutong with Zhu Zaili holding his head high, and picked a random one and wanted to enter the door.

Unexpectedly, before he could enter the door, he saw that the little man directly stopped the two of them at the door.

"Two guest officers, this post hasn't been shown to the little ones yet."

Ning Jue's eyebrows furrowed, and his face couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Posts? Can't you enter without a post? ”

Xiao Qi'er still looked like that, smacking his tongue with a smile: "What are you talking about, of course you can enter without a post, as long as someone invites you." ”

Ning Jue casually pulled Zhu Zaili over.

"Look, do you know this? The nephew of our Daming Jinyi Wei Lu Dadu! ”

Zhu Zaili, who was suddenly pulled by Ning Jue under the lantern, heard some unspeakable voices coming from the attic in the distance before he could come back to his senses.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhu Zaili's face couldn't help but turn red, and his eyes couldn't help but look left and right.

"Mr. Ning, the student is still not ready."

Before Ning Jue could speak, the little girl's voice came out again.

"Official, it's the first time you've come here, there are rules for each line, we can't report the names of others here, we can only report your own name, and wait for the little one to go in and check."

Ning Jue didn't expect that this garden of the Ming Dynasty would pay so much attention to privacy.

Zhu Zaili and Ning Jue walked a few houses in a row, and none of them let the two of them enter the entire Chunshu Hutong.

"No, why don't you people keep your money and don't make money! I have money! ”

"This guest officer, I'm really sorry, we have a line of rules, the small one is a miscellaneous one, you two really can't hold it back, move to the curtain library."

Ning Jue didn't notice that the young man named "Lu Yan" who was following behind him had a gloomy and terrifying face.

Most of the people standing in this alley know how to do it.

Zhu Zaili has seen a lot of "familiar" people walking into this Chunshu Hutong.

Although he doesn't know their specific names, Zhu Zaili can be sure that these people are definitely the real court officials of the Ming Dynasty!

It's just that unlike Ning Jue, when they came to Chunshu Hutong, the little guy at the door didn't even glance at the post, and directly welcomed people in.

"What kind of courtiers did my Ming Dynasty raise!"

Zhu Zaili stood not far behind Ning Jue and muttered in a low voice.

And Ning Jue didn't hear this, but was still immersed in the grief of not being able to peek into his way.

"Alas, I shouldn't have gone out today! I should have known. ”

Ning Jue let out a long sigh and glanced at "Lu Yan".

"Brother Lu, I'm afraid we won't be able to criticize the sins of this Chunshu Hutong tonight, what do you think ......?"

Ning Jue sent a direct eviction order, parted ways with Zhu Zaili on the spot, and returned to their respective homes.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zaili shook his head, pointed to the Tsubaki tree not far away where the two of them could hug each other and said, "Mr. Ning, I invite you to eat pancakes and fruits, let's talk under the tree here." ”

As soon as Ning Jue was about to open his mouth to refuse, he heard Zhu Zaili sigh in a deep tone.

"Your case has made my uncle worried, this case is almost impossible to investigate, and the whole family can't let go of it."

Ning Jue, who was originally going to pick people up directly, lit up in front of him, and the words that had already reached his lips instantly turned into two words.

"Whisper...... Ah, to elaborate. ”

Zhu Zaili shook his head, got up and walked towards the pancake stall on the side.

"Shopkeeper, let's have two pancakes, Mr. Ning, let's talk while eating."

Zhu Zaili casually threw the copper coin to the stall owner, but his eyes kept staring at the mouth of the alley of Chunshu Hutong.

Regardless of whether he recognizes it or not, Zhu Zaili just wants to write down these faces first.

In less than half a pillar of incense, Ning Jue and Zhu Zaili sat under the tsubaki tree with a pancake and nibbled on the pancake in the cold winter wind.

"Brother Lu, what's going on with your uncle?"

"Alas, don't mention it, didn't you take the assassins from the prince's side?"

Ning Jue glanced at Zhu Zaili suspiciously.

"The Assassin has been killed?"

"That's not it, my uncle was prepared, and they didn't have a chance to do it."

Hearing this, Ning Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If he didn't die, and someone else died, although it wasn't a good thing, Ning Jue didn't feel very comfortable after all.

"Isn't that enough, then interrogated, and don't speak?"

Ning Jue took a bite of the steaming pancake.

Zhu Zaili's tone gradually deepened, and he whispered, "He recruited." ”

"And it's all done!"

"Isn't that good?"

"It was instructed by Marquis Anping, that is the uncle of the dynasty! This matter is being investigated, and even the family affairs of the Son of Heaven are going to be brought out, and there are already rumors that there are doubts about his death, is this case investigated or not?"

Zhu Zaili's voice fell.

Ning Jue's whole person couldn't help but freeze in place.

After a long time, Ning Jue looked at the "Lu Yan" beside him and spit out four words from his mouth leisurely.

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone?"

"It's Anping Hou, not a knife to kill...... Person. As soon as Zhu Zaili's words were halfway through, the pancake fruit in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".