Chapter 199 Riding the Swing Car
Time flies, morning and dusk alternate in a blink of an eye, and several days pass by quietly.
These days Jiang Shouzhong accompanies Li Nanshuang to look for Yan'er during the day, studies some cases about the former magistrate of Qingzhou with Ran Qingchen in the evening, and discusses life with Meng Niang at night.
Although Yan'er failed to be found, the investigation of He Benquan made new discoveries.
Peeling through the piles of files, Jiang Shouzhong found some suspicious clues, and even went to the prison where Qu Hongling assassinated He Benquan to investigate, and finally came to the conclusion——
The former prefect He Benzquan was not dead at all.
Someone secretly visited Chencang, found a substitute who looked exactly like him, and hid it from the truth.
This investigation result undoubtedly shocked Ran Qingchen.
At this time, in the study room, the candlelight was flickering like beans and dotted with stars.
Ran Qingchen stared carefully at the reasoning and argumentation analyzed in Jiang Shouzhong's pen, his eyes sparkling, and with each read, the doubts in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by disbelief.
When she raised her head again, she looked at Jiang Shouzhong with eyes full of surprise and admiration.
The case file was already nailed, and even the Ministry of Justice, which is known for its rigor, did not raise the slightest doubt, but Jiang Mo discovered the flaw.
My husband is really awesome.
"Since He Benquan was secretly betrayed, who has such great ability to do it? And who would be willing to save him?"
Ran Qingchen raised a question.
Jiang Shouzhong picked up a record book and said:
"He Benquan stuffed his distant cousin into a beautiful woman. Now that cousin has become the emperor's most favored concubine. With such a relationship, he must be able to do it. Save. "
Sister...
Ran Qingchen frowned slightly.
Concubine Lin recognized her as her adopted sister, and the relationship between the two was still good. Part of the reason why she came to Qingzhou to investigate this time was because of her adopted sister.
"But Concubine Lin once said that she and He Benzquan are not related. In fact, there are some local officials who will make bets when presenting beautiful girls, and establish a kinship with some beautiful girls with good potential."
Ran Qingchen said, "If you are selected, the chickens and dogs will naturally ascend to heaven. If you are not selected, you will not lose anything. So at that time, no one would think that Lin Guifei and He Benquan were related."
" Who can tell whether it’s true or false? Anyway, in my opinion, only Concubine Lin is capable of saving He Benquan.”
Jiang Shouzhong stretched his muscles leisurely, and then casually said. Pick up a tea cup and take a sip.
The fragrance of tea enters the throat, and some fatigue fades away.
Jiang Shouzhong glanced at the sky outside and began to think about what new moves he and Mengniang should study tonight.
Why don't you learn from the head of the Luo family?
Spiral to heaven?
A horse is upside down?
Ran Qingchen fell into deep thought.
If this is the case, that sworn sister is not simple.
Stretching his hand from the palace to Qingzhou and substituting himself under the eyes of everyone is really powerful.
"If He Benquan hadn't died, where would he be now?"
Ran Qingchen asked curiously.
At this time, she looked at the teacup in the man's hand with a strange look on her face.
Jiang Shouzhong didn't realize that he had taken the wrong cup, and while drinking, he said:
"Who knows, maybe he changed his name and hid it. In short, the focus now is not his life or death, but the original He Benquan Who ordered the flood to flood Anhe Village? "
Ran Qingchen hesitated for a moment, but did not say anything to avoid embarrassment. Instead, he asked softly: "Who do you think it could be? ?”
A faint blush appeared on the woman’s fair face.
Although she has realized the realm of "empty love", she is only emotionally rational, and she still has the mentality that a daughter should have.
Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes and said: "I'm not a god. Some files about He Benquan are obviously incomplete, and even his resume records when he was the prefect of Luanzhou have been erased. People who can do this, The strength behind him cannot be underestimated."
"There are not many officials who can call the magistrate, and the ability to transfer him to Qingzhou shows that there is someone in the palace."
Ran Qingchen analyzed, "It's impossible for Concubine Lin. She has the ability to save people, but she has no ability to transfer her own relatives, unless she blows the pillow in the emperor's ear. But according to the character of the current emperor, once the harem interferes with politics, the consequences will be disastrous. Concubine Lan is the most suitable one. A good example."
Listening to Ran Qingchen's analysis, Jiang Shouzhong said: "Either the cabinet minister or the prince."
"The prince..."
Ran Qingchen's beautiful eyes flashed, and she lowered her eyes in thought.
“Dong Dong!”
Jinxiu knocked on the door gently, carefully inserted half of his face, and his smart eyes wandered back and forth in the study, “Uncle, Miss, don’t you plan to eat? I It has been heated several times.”
The two of them were startled, and then they realized that they hadn’t eaten dinner yet.
"Sorry, I forgot." Ran Qingchen chuckled, his fingertips inadvertently brushed the hair beside his ear, and apologized to Jiang Shouzhong, "Let's go eat first, and we will investigate tomorrow."
Jiang Shouzhong waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'm not hungry anyway."
......
Jin Xiu's cooking skills are as superb as ever, especially the braised dishes, which are bright and attractive in color and taste. Mellow, even if it is warmed many times, it can still make people salivate... Jiang Shouzhong praised: "Miss Jinxiu, whoever marries you in the future will be really lucky."
Jinxiu's pretty face is slightly red, She felt happy in her heart, and her eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons, "Uncle, I will not marry, I will stay with you all my life."
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.
Ran Qingchen's eyes flickered, moving back and forth between the two of them, her lips lightly holding the tip of the chopsticks, as if she was tasting the food, but thoughtfully... The woman's thoughts seemed to be moving gently with the tips of the chopsticks.
While thinking, a piece of braised pork was placed in her bowl.
"I have lost a lot of weight while working on the case recently. Eat more meat. Look at Jinxiu. They are round and round. How cute they are."
Jiang Shouzhong joked and gave Jinxiu a hand. Clip a piece over.
“Are you saying I’m fat?” Jin Xiu was about to cry.
Jiang Shouzhong looked at Jinxiu and nodded slightly, "He is indeed fat, just like a fairy in the sky."
Jinxiu couldn't tell whether he was praising or mocking, and pouted.
Ran Qingchen looked at the braised pork in the bowl, tilted his head and thought for a while, smiled, opened his lips and started eating, as if he had figured something out, occasionally looking at Jinxiu, with Smiling.
After dinner, Jiang Shouzhong did not rest. He took advantage of the fact that the night was not too dark to practice boxing in the open courtyard.
Because Ran Qingchen is the head of the new courtyard, this small independent courtyard is rarely disturbed by outsiders, and Jiang Shouzhong enjoys the peace and quiet.
After dinner, Ran Qingchen went to the study to handle some official duties. When he came back, he saw Jiang Shouzhong practicing boxing. He involuntarily slowed down his pace and stood at the threshold, staring intently.
When Jiang Shouzhong finished practicing boxing, Ran Qingchen asked curiously: "Have you learned swordsmanship?"
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned and nodded lightly, "I learned it."
“Let me practice.”
Ran Qingchen became interested.
Jiang Shouzhong didn't understand why the other party suddenly wanted to watch him practice swordsmanship. Recalling the swordsmanship Yan Changqing taught him, he made a few simple swings.
“What kind of sword technique is this?”
Ran Qingchen looked a little dazed.
Jiang Shouzhong looked embarrassed and said with a smile, "Just practice blindly." Ran Qingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and after pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked: "Do you still remember Wushuang swordsmanship?"
Jiang Shouzhong nodded slightly.
That swordsmanship has been imprinted in my heart and is impossible to forget.
Ran Qingchen returned to the house and took out the "Love Sword" and said to Jiang Shouzhong: "Try to practice it once."
Now that he has realized the realm of "emptiness of love", Ran Qingchen Qingchen was very curious about whether he could practice his mother's unparalleled swordsmanship in such a state of mind. If he could complete the practice successfully, what power would it have.
“Now?”
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned.
Ran Qingchen's slender eyebrows frowned, "Inconvenient?"
Jiang Shouzhong shook his head and smiled, "No."
He took out his waistband and presented it to his wife opposite The spirit water sword, the sword body is flowing with gurgling light, crystal clear like autumn water, and it looks even more ethereal under the cover of night, in sharp contrast with the darkness around it.
“Let’s get started.”
Ran Qingchen took a deep breath and waved his sword.
The two of them were separated in the court, each dancing the long sword in his hand like a flowing stream, like two breezes in the valley, not disturbing each other, but secretly intertwining with an invisible rhythm... At the beginning of the Wushuang swordsmanship, they practiced separately sword.
Occasionally, for a moment, the sword light crossed paths, and with a slight touch, the sword tip and sword spine created subtle sparks in the air.
Ran Qingchen is a master with extremely talented swordsmanship. When he swings his sword, it is like heaven and man are one, in harmony with nature. He is surrounded by an otherworldly aura, as if the essence of heaven and earth are gathering. All in one.
At this moment, the woman's three thousand green silk hairs are dancing with the sword, which looks even more elegant in the hazy night, like a goddess from the Nine Heavens descending gracefully, unstained by the hustle and bustle of the city.
With the help of the Five Elements Daomen Hetu, Jiang Shouzhong can skillfully practice any technique in the world. Every move and every stroke is powerful enough to penetrate the sword tip, showing unparalleled masculine power.
At this time, he was like the blazing sun, and his momentum was so fierce that people felt a vigorous and unstoppable majesty.
One yin and one yang, one male and one female.
As the swordsmanship of the two people continued to improve, from the initial work of each other, to the later, their movements and breaths gradually became consistent, like the convergence of tides, from sparse to dense, a tacit understanding quietly took root.
In the flash of sword light, strength and flexibility are cleverly combined.
The sword moves seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, intertwined and intertwined smoothly.
In the end, the two figures almost overlapped, making it difficult to distinguish each other.
Under the stimulation of swordsmanship, the two of them were completely in a state of selflessness.
As the last sword move came to an abrupt end, an overwhelming sword energy surged out, like an invisible blade, splitting the tranquility around it, twisting and weaving layer upon layer, weaving a A moving picture.
The stars, moon and shadows seemed to be pulled at this moment, swaying gently.
The meaning of the sword is long and echoes endlessly.
The boundary between heaven and earth became blurred at this moment, and the surrounding scenery was covered with a dreamlike veil, cutting out a small world independent of the world, with swords in it.
As the sword rhyme faded, the two of them gradually came back to their senses.
However, when their consciousness returned to reality, the scene in front of them shocked them.
The two bodies hugged each other tightly, like vines and ancient trees that have grown over time, inseparable.
Each other's heartbeats can be clearly felt through the thin clothes.
The two warm lips, just a millimeter apart, almost touching but not touching, can almost feel the other's gentle breath, with a slight warmth and fragrance.
The two of them stared blankly, as if their brains were all shut down.
“Miss, I will——”
The voice of the maid Jinxiu stopped abruptly.
She hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, and when she turned around, she ran away in disorder, leaving behind a string of exclamations like silver bells: "I didn't see it, really, I didn't see anything..."
< br>The two of them woke up completely. Their bodies suddenly tensed up, and then they quickly bounced away like two poles being repelled by a magnet. Their eyes intertwined with a bit of embarrassment and confusion.
"Ahem..."
Jiang Shouzhong did not expect that this "Unparalleled Sword Technique" would be so affectionate. He scratched his head and wanted to say something, but made no sound.
Ran Qingchen’s pretty face turned red and her heart beat like a drum.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
In the end, Jiang Shouzhong was the first to break the silence, "I'm going back to rest first."
Listening to the man's footsteps going away, Ran Qingchen's mood was like the lake after a storm, from shyness to panic Slowly calming down in the whirlpool.
She bit her lower lip gently, her eyes flashing with a trace of aftertaste and complexity.
Then the woman frowned, picked up the sword in her hand, her eyes were extremely confused, and murmured: "Why is this happening? The realm of 'love and space' does not work on the unparalleled sword technique. ?”
The woman was puzzled.
She lowered her head to look at the love-cutting sword in her hand, only to find that there were two lines of words on the sword:
"Love is as deep as the sea, it can cross others as well as oneself; love is as shallow as smoke, and it can be The wind has dispersed..."
——
Jiang Shouzhong returned to the house and found that Jin Xiu had put hot water in the tub.
Jiang Shouzhong took off his clothes and soaked in the misty bathtub. He narrowed his eyes in comfort and felt the refreshing feeling in the pores of his body.
Remembering the scene just now, the man was speechless.
What is the unparalleled swordsmanship? Let’s just call it dog food swordsmanship.
It’s embarrassing to make people miserable.
However, after thinking about it, Jiang Shouzhong had to admit that his wife's papaya was really scary. No wonder she had to wrap it up tightly on weekdays. It was really a burden when walking.
Wow——
A delicate body of warm and fragrant nephrite appeared in the water.
Meng Niang’s weak, boneless arms hugged the man’s neck, with a playful smile on her lips, “You’re in a good mood tonight, don’t you think your own wife is the most fragrant?”
Jiang Shouzhong lowered his head to kiss Meng Niang on the lips, and said with a helpless smile: "It's just an unexpected situation that occurred while practicing swordsmanship. I can feel that she really doesn't intend to find a man. The fairy aura in Qingchen's body has become stronger these days. I even suspect that one day, she might ascend and leave. "How about trying to chase such a fairy-like wife? It would be a pity not to chase her."
Mengniang joked.
Jiang Shouzhong shook his head gently, "Although I don't deny that I am a scumbag, I must be responsible for Miaomiao and you. The most beautiful women in the world will never disappear, and you can't just pick up the ones that appear."
"My master is really sober in the world, but sometimes, the less you want it, the easier it is to get it..."
Before Meng Niang could finish her words, she was pressed into the bucket by the man. .
Xiao Jiang wants you to shut up.
Jiang Shouzhong raised his head and breathed out softly.
It’s still most comfortable to be with Mengniang. You don’t have to think about anything, you only need to think about it with your lower body.
Jiang Shouzhong said softly: "Meng Niang, I want to ride the swing machine tonight."
(End of this chapter)