"What are you capable of?"

"Pleasing both men and women!"

Duan Qianqiu didn't know how to react to Zheng Bingrong's "appreciation", so he could only touch his forehead and not speak. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zheng Bingrong laughed.

After a while, she smiled and said, "I actually have one more thing to tell you when I came over, which is related to Xiaoyi and Xia He." ”

"You say. ”

Tang Xiaoyi, like most of the missing women here, likes to participate in the poetry club, and Xia He has also been to the poetry club with Xiaoyi a few times. ”

"What does the Poetry Society do?"

"Actually, to put it bluntly, it's a gathering of a bunch of women getting together and talking nonsense, talking about men, dressing up and rouge gouache. Zheng Bingrong glanced at Duan Qianqiu and said angrily.

"What kind of women are the women who usually join the poetry club?"

"A royal woman who has not been out of the cabinet, or a daughter of some big families. ”

"An unmarried woman from a prominent family, rich and free, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Is there only one poetry club they belong to?"

"There are several poetry societies in the city, but the most popular is the daughter of the family, and the only one with the largest number of participants. ”

"Which one?"

"Qingyun Poetry Society!"

After spending a few days in Dali Temple, Duan Qianqiu realized how tiring this errand was.

Not to mention the various major prison cases that need to be concluded, just the case at hand now makes his head as big as a fight, and the most important case of the disappearance of a noble girl is still clueless, although there is no shortage of capable people in his hands, but so many errands, one assignment, one radish and one pit, in the end, Duan Qianqiu found that he had no one available in his hands.

The original will has been pointed out, the Ministry of Punishment. The Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Southern Guards of the Capital were also under his control, but in practice, he found that everyone was "very busy".

As a last resort, Duan Qianqiu could only "borrow troops" from the emperor.

He asked Lu Bangyan and Wang Xiaojie to come over to help investigate the case.

Lu Bangyan is very well-connected in the capital. Being familiar with the situation of each family can play a role in investigating the family background of each missing girl and digging into the connections behind many cases. Wang Xiaojie has been in charge of intelligence collection and investigation and pursuit affairs in the Southern Guard Army for many years, and has rich experience.

The most important point is: These two people are his friends, and when they work together, there is no barrier.

The personnel were in place, but it was raining. For several days, the torrential rain poured down, and the water in Yehuang City was several feet, Duan Qianqiu and Lu Bangyan braved the rain to visit the Qingyun Poetry Society, but found that the Poetry Society had suspended its operation because of the heavy rain.

Torrential rain comes and goes quickly. All that was left was the wet and sloppy mud all over the floor.

On June 19, the 36th year of Dajing Tianbao, Yehuang City Effect District, Goukou Mountain, Wang's mansion.

This royal mansion is very magnificent, because its owner is very magnificent.

The Wang family has been hairpins for generations, Zhong Ming Dingshi has been eating for more than 100 years, and now he is an official in the Dajing Dynasty, and everyone must know the people of this house, because its owner is an official in the three dynasties, and there are two officials to wait for. A secretary of the book.

The current owner is called Wang Yuanfu, and the official residence is in charge of the Ministry of Officials, which is the performance appraisal of officials. So the officials in Yehuang City. There are very few people who don't know him.

As a high-ranking official of the imperial court, he is also one of the very few people who does not live in the city, but chooses to live in the suburbs.

This is the old residence of the Wang family before it was developed, and Wang Yuanfu believes that the feng shui of this house is very good, and it has protected their Wang family for three generations, so this is one of the reasons why he did not move to the city to live.

The plaque at the gate of the palace is a bit old. There are even some classes on the edge that refute the paint, but in the arrogant expression of the gatekeeper, in the majestic look of the two jade lions next to the door, this old mansion still exudes a prominent momentum!

Late at night, the palace is still brightly lit, shining like day, just like their family situation, a brilliant style.

On the embroidery floor of Wang Yuanfu's young queen Xiangyun, the candle flame is flickering and dimming, because Wang Xiangyun is playing with the candle flame, she will use a hosta to press the fire core in the lamp oil for a while, see that it is about to go out, and then pick up the fire core, so the house will be bright and dark for a while, and it looks like a butterfly fluttering in the lantern.

She was alone in the house, and Yahuan had already been driven away by her.

Now she's the only one in the attic.

She was a very beautiful person, and almost everyone who met her would praise her beauty, including women.

Every time she thought of those words of praise, a smile welled up on her lips.

At this time, there was a singing in the night sky.

The song is full of resentment, and the tone is eerie and seductive, but there is an irresistible temptation.

As the song sounded, Wang Xiangyun's eyes were covered with a layer of gray. Her whole person was like a demon, standing out of the window looking at the distance that seemed to be a song floating in the night.

Wang Xiangyun stood by the window for a while, and at this time, the tune of the song changed, and Wang Xiangyun's face suddenly flushed.

She sat down on her dresser, opened a small porcelain bottle, drank some of the nectar-like contents of the bottle, and began to put on makeup.

Delicately trace her eyebrows and lightly apply powder, smear her cherry lips and lightly sweep her blush, and finally use a wooden grate to comb her long black and smooth hair.

When everything was ready, she spun around the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror with satisfaction, then took out a bright bouquet of flowers from the vase on the table in front of the window, and turned to go downstairs.

Although there were already patrol guards patrolling the house at night, there were still four guards under the attic, and these were the temporary additions of Wang Yuanfu in order to deal with the disappearance of the lady who shook the capital.

These people are undoubtedly masters, loyal and responsible, and when they saw Wang Xiangyun going downstairs, they dissuaded him according to the instructions of the old man Wang Yuanfu: "Miss, it's late at night, please don't go downstairs, go back to your room and rest." ”

In normal times, even if Wang Xiangyun was unwilling, he would not dare to disobey his father's wishes, but would obediently return to the attic. But this time, she didn't go upstairs as she said!

She stood at the front of the stairs with the bouquet of flowers in her hand, calmly looking at the four guards.

Seeing this, the head guard was about to step forward to dissuade Wang Xiangyun again, but at this time, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the flowers in Wang Xiangyun's hands became more and more fragrant.

The Wang Xiangyun in front of him changed from one to two, and then he heard the singing.

A song that seems to come from the ethereal sea, the seductive song sung by the Siren.

He looked back at the other three guards, and the other three looked at him too!

They all seemed to have become a different group of people at the same time, a group of people they didn't even know themselves.

Wang Xiangyun smiled and walked out of the attic door.

Outside the door, the light of torches flashed.

It turned out that the patrol guards in the palace had come.

...... (To be continued.) )