Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians on the road at this time, so it would not cause any accidental harm to others. Wen Yu had been shaken so much that she didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Fang Sicheng, has anyone ever made the carriage you drive?" Wen Yu held on to the railing inside the carriage, and managed to avoid being thrown out of the carriage by Fang Chunming's poor driving skills.

Wen Yu was a little tired, thinking of the pile of case files on the table waiting for her to look through, the whole person felt a little bad.

Fang Chunming picked up the whip and waved his hand again, "Wen Pingshi, you see what you said. Grab it, we will be there soon."

Wen Yu swayed, only to hear a "wow", the carriage stopped abruptly, and she almost fell headfirst onto the carriage board.

"Come down, we've arrived at the Xiao Mansion." Fang Chunming's voice sank, his eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the majestic gate of the Xiao Mansion in front of him.

Wen Yu grabbed the car door and jumped out of the car. It took a while for her to feel less dizzy. She hadn't experienced motion sickness for a long time.Wen Yu gasped for breath, barely suppressing the dizziness and nausea in his heart that wanted to vomit.

"Wen Pingshi, it seems that you, like everyone else, cannot sit in the carriage driven by my lord." Fang Chunming shook his head regretfully.

She looked up at the gate of Xiao Mansion, and the guards at the gate looked serious, with a strange sense of solemnity.

"Fang Sicheng, is this the Xiao family?"

Fang Chunming nodded, "This is Xiao's family, the mother's family of the current Empress Dowager. Let's go, let's go in."

Wen Yu followed behind him and walked into the gate of Xiao Mansion.Wen Yu glanced at the Xiao family, the courtyard and the towers, such a big family, why is it so quiet, there is not even a maid who leads the way, except for the footsteps of the two of them, Wen Yu can even hear the sound of the wind blowing the trees and the gurgling water.

"It seems that you also noticed something is wrong." Fang Chunming straightened his clothes, turned his head and whispered to Wen Yu, "Uncle Xiao Guo died today."

Wen Yu: "Xiao Bochong is dead?"

Uncle Xiao Guo's real name is Xiao Bochong, and he is the eldest brother of the present Empress Dowager Xiao Jia.Xiao Jia was a concubine, and she was a half-sister with the previous empress of the late emperor, and she is also the biological aunt of the present emperor.

The recent Capital City is not very peaceful.Wen Yu looked at the magnificent Xiao family mansion, her eyes were full of astonishment, Xiao Bochong died, no one could predict what shocking waves his death would cause.

Although she is a seventh-rank official, but as a Beijing official, her teacher is a second-rank minister of the Ministry of War. Even if she is not deeply involved in this whirlpool of power, even if she wants to escape, she clearly knows that this day will not be far away.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe now.

The autumn wind blew slightly, sending bursts of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. Fang Chunming looked at the osmanthus tree in the distance, and his tone of voice lost his usual indecency, "Xiao Bochong was found dead at home. After the emperor knew about it, he ordered DaliThe temple will thoroughly investigate this matter."

"However," Fang Chunming turned his head and glanced at Wen Yu, "Yuan Zhan didn't bring you here. From his appearance, he clearly likes you very much."

He said to himself: "That's right, this case is not difficult even if it is said to be difficult. If the result satisfies the Holy Majesty and the Empress Dowager, rewards will be indispensable; if the two are unhappy, it is still a trivial matter to lose the black hat, and life is hard to say. Tsk,I’m not doing something bad with good intentions, am I?”

But Fang Chunming's voice was not low at all, on the contrary, it seemed that Wen Yu heard it on purpose.This sentence seems to be an unintentional reminder, but also a warning.

However, Wen Yu didn't feel any fear when she heard this. Instead, she raised her eyelids with interest, looked at Fang Chunming thoughtfully, and raised her eyebrows.

Fang Chunming's words seemed to be referring to the officials investigating the case, but it was obvious that the problem was for Wen Yu, and it was also for Wen Yu, a small official who might lose his life.

If Fang Chunming had explained in advance where he was going to bring her, or had told her about Xiao Bochong's death, then Wen Yu would definitely not have followed him.But Fang Chunming didn't, and he said this only after the two of them had walked into Xiao's mansion, and there was almost no room for them to return.

She wondered to herself, did Fang Chunming know this was wrong now?She didn't think that someone who could become the Prime Minister of Dali Temple would be so stupid.Fang Chunming's behavior today seems to be consistent with his usual image, but after careful consideration, it is indeed somewhat unreasonable.

Wen Yu is just a low-level official in Dali Temple. Although Yuan Zhan's immediate superior is Yuan Zhan, she is also a subordinate of Yuan Zhan and directly accepts the judges appointed by Yuan Zhan, and she is not alone.

What's more, Fang Chunming seemed to have a good relationship with Yuan Zhan on the surface, and he was very familiar with himself, and even complained to her about Yuan Zhan and the Dali Temple officials in private.However, Fang Chunming seemed to only do this in front of himself.

She has lived to this day, the only thing Wen Yu will not doubt is her own memory. If she remembers correctly, even when she joined Dali Temple, it was this fourth-rank Dali Temple Prime Minister who pretended to be an ordinary official.Let yourself lead the way.

Wen Yu still has self-knowledge, she is just a flat boat on the sea, she can be overturned by huge waves at any time and sink to the bottom of the sea, it is impossible to compare with people who have been up and down in the officialdom for many years.

No one would be so friendly to another person for no reason, so from the very beginning when Fang Chunming met her by chance and quickly pretended to be an acquaintance, Wen Yu kept an eye out, she didn't completely doubt this person, nor did she fully believe himpeople.

But today's situation forced her to think of people as bad.

Counting the scenes where she and Fang Chunming met in the past, every time this person talked to her with a smile on her face, Fang Chunming was slowly misleading her understanding, making her feel that the relationship between the two was good.

However, Wen Yu looked at Fang Chunming, who was full of distress, and lowered his eyelids. Why did he deliberately drag himself into the vortex of struggle.

Wen Yu thinks that she is the most ordinary, and others focus on her, not because she was once a Tanhua.Wen Yu's eyes were stained with thick ink-like black, and it was more likely because of her teacher.

But if these people put their ideas on the teacher, she would not agree.

The corner of Wen Yu's mouth was smiling, but her eyes became colder, Fang Sicheng, who is above you, and what is the purpose?

It was already dusk, and the sky darkened quickly, and there were not many bright colors in the sky.

After Fang Chunming "talked to himself", the atmosphere between the two of them merged with the quiet environment around them, and they were silent to each other.

The two walked a further distance, and after passing through the corridor, the voice gradually became louder, and Wen Yu also saw a bright room surrounded by many people.

At this time, Fang Chunming suddenly spoke up, with a trace of intimacy and apology in his tone.

Fang Chunming patted his forehead, and said with some annoyance: "Really, Wen Yu, why don't you go back now, and I'll give you a few more days off. At that time, I will tell Yuan Zhan in person, don't be afraid that he will punish youto you."

Wen Yu smirked, Fang Sicheng, it seems too late to say this now.

Footsteps gradually approached.

Wen Yu raised his eyes, and Yuan Zhan strode towards the two of them, his whole body exuding cold air, dressed in black brocade clothes, expressionless.

Fang Chunming smiled flatteringly at Yuan Zhan, and pushed Wen Yu in front of Yuan Zhan, "Look, old Yuan, I brought your good subordinate here, just in time for her to see the world.Wen Yu, go quickly."

Fang Sicheng, I really didn't "read you wrong".Wen Yu glanced at him calmly, and then said to Yuan Zhan, "I have seen Shaoqing."

Yuan Zhan frowned, and the air pressure around his body became even lower. His voice seemed to come from between his teeth, and it sounded extremely cold, "Fang Chunming!"

"Shaoqing, I'm here, what's your order?" Fang Chunming smiled apologetically, and said to himself, "Oh, let me go in and check on Uncle Xiao's condition, right?just go."

Fang Chunming slipped away again just like last time, the movement was extremely skillful, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times.

"Since you're here, follow me and don't run around, you know?" Yuan Zhan rubbed his brows, his voice was low and hoarse, as if sand and stone were grinding through his heart.

What he said made Wen Yu feel a little strange. Although the boss is a dog boss, he may still be a good person.

"Your Majesty, please remember Shaoqing's reminder." Wen Zhen cupped his hands and bowed in a very respectful manner.

Yuan Zhan looked at Wen Yu calmly, and sighed unintentionally.He walked in front, and the momentum of the superior suddenly let go, and his expression became more and more fierce.

According to what the servants said, after lunch today, Xiao Bochong felt a little sleepy, so he waved off the others to rest in the house.

About an hour later, Mrs. Xiao learned that Xiao Bochong hadn't taken any medicine today, so she ordered her servants to bring the decocted medicine into Xiao Bochong's house.It was already the time of God, and the servants who were familiar with Xiao Bochong knew that according to Xiao Bochong's past habits, he should have woken up at this time.

But when the servant knocked on the door to deliver the medicine, he didn't hear any reply from Xiao Bochong. He was afraid of disturbing the sleeping Xiao Bochong rashly, so he waited outside the house.

Then, Mrs. Xiao found out that the person who delivered the medicine had not come back to report, so she went to Xiao Bochong's house in person, opened the door and found that Xiao Bochong had passed away.

According to Wu's judgment, Xiao Bochong should have died at four quarters before the end of the day, that is, an hour after Xiao Bochong finished his lunch.No wounds were sustained on the body, nor was there any blow to any part of the body.But Xiao Bochong's eyes were bloodshot and red, and his face was painful.

At present, we can only roughly infer the time of Xiao Bochong's death, but the specific cause of death still needs further autopsy on Xiao Bochong's body.

But here lies the problem. Mrs. Xiao flatly rejected the request, which brought the case to an impasse.

As soon as Wen Yu walked into the room, she smelled a strange smell, like licorice, but mixed with a strong citrus smell. She took another breath and found that the smell was more intense when she inhaled it first.It was unacceptable, like the smell of rotten eggs and rotten meat, it was unbearable.

Wen Yu frowned, she held her breath, resisted the discomfort in her heart and looked at the bed, Xiao Bochong was lying on it, with dark red spots on the exposed skin.

She was a little nauseous, she knew what the smell was.Last year, she only saw piles of corpses from a distance outside the gate of Yi Xin City, and the snow and ice in winter covered up the smell of those dead.But now she was only ten feet away from the body.

Don't show your cowardice, absolutely don't show your cowardice.Wen Yu tightly pinched one hand, the veins on her forehead popped out, her lips were pale.

Wen Yu resisted the nausea rolling in his chest, closed his eyes for a breath, and faintly smelled sandalwood in the darkness, lingering at the tip of his nose, the smell was very calming, all the dryness in his heart just now seemed to have disappeared.

Wen Yu opened his eyes, and a string of Buddhist beads came into view.

Yuan Zhan said flatly: "Take it."