Dali Temple.

Jun Chengjin and Jun Chengyu sat on the main seat respectively, and Ye Weishang, who was tied up in the lobby.

Jun Chenghuan frowned, "What's going on?"

"Sister, is this person your master?" Jun Chengjin looked down on his face and looked down on Ye Weishang.

"how?"

"Chenghuan, it's already midnight, and this person is still asleep. Are Dali Temple so unruly now?"

Jun Chengyu said and laughed, "I don't know that there is a Dali Temple minister running around outside, and the master is lazy and sloppy."

"Sister, your vision of choosing people is getting worse and worse." Jun Chengjin said coldly.

"That's right, now all the cats and dogs can enter Dali Temple." Jun Chengyu immediately curled his lips.

Ye Weishang: "..."

He stayed up late last night to sort out the case. Is it normal for him to sleep in today?

Jun Chenghuan glanced lightly at Ye Weishang, who was winking at her with grievance, raised his hand to loosen his ties.

"elder sister?"

"Chenghuan, what are you doing? This person doesn't understand the rules and must teach him a lesson. How can he spare him easily?"

"Princess save me..." Ye Weishang hurriedly hid behind Jun Chenghuan, looking timid.

"Chenghuan, look at his cowardly appearance, how could he be the master of Dali Temple? Just drive it out as soon as possible."

Ling'er immediately added angrily, "This person is not only cowardly, but also very rogue."

Jun Chenghuan raised his hand to stop him and looked at Jun Chengjin and the others, "I just heard Ling'er say that you two came to Dali Temple specifically. Are you telling me something important?"

"Sister, do you know which young master Zhou Lin has a good relationship with?"

"Zhou Lin has always been kind and friendly. Most of the children of the imperial capital have a good relationship with him. I have asked Zhang San and Li Si to investigate."

Jun Chengyu shook his head with a smile, "No, no, although Zhou Lin has a good reputation, the one with the best relationship with him is Lu Ziyun, the youngest son of the Minister of War."

"How do you know this?" Ling'er was curious.

"Your brother, I have been hiding in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, brothels and Chuguan, and teahouses for many years. The news is the most informative. What is something I don't know?"

Jun Chenghuan: “…”

"Brother, you actually went to the brothel! You also went to the Chu Pavilion! I'll go back and tell my parents!" Ling'er's face turned red.

"Ahem, I lied to you, I lied to you..." Jun Chengyu hurriedly stopped the person.

"Sister, the most urgent thing now is to go to the Minister of War's Mansion. If you go late, you will be afraid that something will happen." Jun Chengjin reminded.

Jun Chenghuan nodded, "You two are busy with yours. I will go to the Minister of War with Ling'er."

"Chenghuan, what are you going to do with this white and tender master?" Jun Chengyu asked with a smile.

"Let's stay for now. If you don't have enough ability, you'll drive it away."

"Don't worry, princess, I will do it well and become the best master in our Dali Temple in history!" Ye Weishang immediately stepped forward to express his ambition.

However, after speaking, Ling'er smiled without hesitation, "Just you? You are the best master?"

"The best master in Dali Temple is now the Emperor Yuan of Xiling. Tsk, he is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger." Jun Chengyu left with Jun Chengjin with a smile.

"Ling'er, go prepare the horse."

Jun Chenghuan said and glanced at Ye Weishang, "What are you still standing there? Keep up!"

"Yes, princess!" Ye Weishang immediately leaned over.

The group left Dali Temple. When they passed Zhuque Street, the yamen runners of Jingzhao Mansion surrounded the Xiaoxiang Chu Pavilion and even occupied most of the roads.

"Yu"

Helplessly, Jun Chenghuan tied the reins and ordered Ye Weishang, "Go and see what happened?"

Then, she said to Ling'er: "Evacuate people, it's Zhuque Street, and the streets cannot be blocked."

Soon, Ye Weishang came out of the Chu Pavilion, "Go back to the princess, a young man just died. I heard that he was the boyfriend of the prefect of Jingzhao, so the scene was a bit bigger."

As he was talking, a yamen runner carried a body out of the Chu Pavilion.

The man has a beautiful face and is extremely beautiful. He looks like a top-notch young man.

However, at this moment, he was dead.

His eyes wide open, and a dagger was inserted into his chest, and blood was still gushing out.

Obviously, this man just died.

Unlike the bloody upper body, a man only wore a pair of underwear on his lower body, so it was not difficult to think of what he did before he died.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they subconsciously covered their eyes and felt filthy.

Jun Chenghuan glanced at the dagger on the chest of the deceased, his eyes tightened, and he turned over and dismounted.

"Slowly, put this corpse down first!"

The yamen runner looked at Jun Chenghuan when he heard the sound, then frowned, "Where did you come from? Didn't you see our Jingzhao Mansion handling a case?"

Today, Jun Chenghuan is wearing men's clothing and is very heroic.

"That's right, don't block the way, Qiu Sheng was killed, our Jingzhao Prefecture Prefecture is waiting for the autopsy!"

"It's not him killing, it's suicide." Jun Chenghuan was sure.

After hearing this, several yamen runners couldn't help laughing, "Boy, can you just take a look and see if this is suicide? Or is he killed? I advise you not to cause trouble. It will be of no benefit to offend our Jingzhao Prefecture!"

"Ha, offend? When the prefect of Jingzhao saw my sister Chenghuan, he wanted to perform a bowing ceremony. Do he dare to let us offend?" Ling'er came over and tried to hit someone with a whip.

"Cheng...Chenghuan?" Several yamen runners changed their faces slightly.

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Jun Chenghuan stepped forward, took out the Dali Temple order, and said to several people: "Stay behind, Dali Temple has taken this case!"

Jun Chenghuan was satisfied only after he lifted the deceased to the room and placed it in the position before his death.

"Okay, you can go back to Jingzhao Mansion to report."

"Yes, yes, Princess Linglong."

Ye Weishang was curious, "Princess, why do you want to take on this case? Aren't we going to the Minister of War's Mansion?"

"It's a whim." Jun Chenghuan said and ordered Ling'er, "You go to the Minister of War's Mansion."

"Yes, Sister Chenghuan."

After Ling'er left, Ye Weishang fell on the corpse, "Princess, how did you just determine that the deceased committed suicide?"

"Wounds, suicides and murders are different."

Jun Chenghuan said as he fell on the dim blood stains in front of the deceased.

"The shape of this blood pool is a bit special." Obviously, Ye Weishang also discovered the clue.

Jun Chenghuan stared at him, "If I guess it's good, this should be a word that has not been written."

"It seems like it..." Ye Weishang suddenly realized.

Then he frowned again, "But, this word has only four strokes written. What is it?"

Jun Chenghuan pursed her lips, and there was only half a word on the ground, and she couldn't see it for a while.

According to the autopsy, the deceased died of suicide and left peacefully.

However, the half word he left on the ground was obviously not finished because he died.

So, what do the deceased want to write and what they want to tell them?
Chapter completed!