The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 192 Does He Have a Mole at the End of His Eye?

"Didn't my little uncle say that the test papers are sorted by grades? Since Nanqingshan is No.8, why is the paper on the last one? This is unreasonable. The person in charge of sorting out these things, didn't they notice this at the beginning?" A little? Or did he do it on purpose, or someone else did it? After all, once the papers are sorted and sealed, they won’t be opened.”

Xiao Yu's eyes were dim, and every word hit Zhen Qingping's heart.

The two of them looked at each other in the dark carriage, the curtains of the carriage swayed with the wind, suddenly a streak of purple lightning crossed the sky, and then thunder exploded, splitting the night rumbling rumblingly, and the sky and the earth were as bright as day in an instant.

Zhen Qingping looked at Xiao Yu's face opposite, at that moment he suddenly felt that the truth might not be something he could bear.

However, Xiao Yu didn't give him a chance to back down. When the light suddenly dimmed, she opened her lips and asked softly: "Little uncle, do you still remember Nan Qingshan's appearance? Is there a small mole at the end of his eyes?"

There was a muffled sound of "Boom -" when Zhen Qingping backed away in a panic and hit his head against the wall of the car.

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows: "Little uncle, are you okay?"

Zhen Qingping's ears were buzzing, and he vaguely heard Xiao Yu talking, but he couldn't hear clearly, and he couldn't feel the pain. At this moment, his mind was full of Nan Qingshan's appearance, laughing and cursing flashed one by one, then A small mole that seemed to be there was very clear, as if engraved on his heart.

Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Xiao Yu seemed to have fallen into a demon.

She sighed silently, the sound outside stopped, and the silence was a little scary.

"Woo—Master, we're here."

The carriage stopped, and the raindrops fell densely, splashing handfuls of water on the ground. Han Yi was half sitting on the carriage with his legs hanging down, but did not fall on the ground.

After galloping all the way, the clothes on his chest and legs were soaked, sticking to his body was very uncomfortable.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and there was no movement in the carriage, he couldn't help frowning and asked again: "Master?"

Xiao Yu regained his senses, picked up the oil-paper umbrella in the corner, and handed it to Han Yi: "Go down first and then we'll talk."

"Yes, master be careful."

Han Yi took the umbrella and jumped off the carriage, opened it and stood beside the carriage, letting the umbrella just protect Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu didn't get any rain on his body when he came down.

She opened another umbrella and stood quietly in the rain, without urging, she was waiting.

Han Yi glanced at her, lowered his voice and asked, "Why doesn't Mr. Zhen come out?"

Xiao Yu shook his head, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "It's rare to be confused in life, and sometimes knowing too much makes it even more difficult."

Her eyes were lowered, and she felt that sometimes she was really cruel and terrible.

Knowing that speaking out would break Zhen Qingping's last fantasy, he still wanted to say it, if he didn't say it himself, he could still fantasize for a while.

Maybe she should let him puncture this dream by himself?

"Ayu."

Resisting the trembling voice, Xiao Yu's thoughts were pulled back. She turned her head to look at the carriage, and then she saw Zhen Qingping jumping down from the carriage without taking her umbrella. She just looked up at the dense raindrops all over the sky. His face was wet by the rain.

Looking at the water flowing down his thin jaw, Xiao Yu couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

After a long time, Zhen Qingping finally turned around, looked at Xiao Yu with red eyes, "Take me to meet him."

"it is good."

Xiao Yu responded with a deep voice, turned around and asked Han Yi to speak to the people in Jingzhao Mansion, and soon the three of them were invited to the Yamen lobby, and Lu Shengming hurriedly ran out of the back yard after getting dressed.

The sound of "da da da" clogs was mixed with the sound of treading water, and I felt a wave of moisture before I got close.

Lu Shengming jumped in with an umbrella, "Oh, why did your lord come here late at night in the heavy rain? But what evidence did you find? If your lord wants to find me, just tell someone to call me, why do you have to run this place yourself?" trip?"

Immediately, his eyes fell on Zhen Qingping, whose hair was wet and with water droplets on his face, "Isn't this the second son of Zhen? Why are you here too?"

Lu Shengming was puzzled, and saw Xiao Yu standing up, and smiled at him: "I hope Mr. Lu will forgive me for bothering you late at night. I came here this time to see... that person's dead body."

The word "beggar" turned around in Xiao Yu's mouth and was swallowed back. Since Nan Qingshan is Zhen Qingping's close friend, it's not good for me to call him a beggar. Although I haven't found out his specific identity, but—— It's better to be cautious.

Zhen Qingping heard the pause in her words, and cast a grateful glance at her, Han Yi's eyes flickered slightly, it seems that the master still respects Zhen Qingping, this little uncle.

His little master is lukewarm towards the rest of the Zhen family, but he is quite friendly towards the second son of the Zhen family's concubine. I don't know why...

Standing in the lobby, several people had different thoughts. Lu Shengming looked at this and then that, and asked in puzzlement: "Why did the lord suddenly think of that beggar? It was parked in the ice cellar. You wore so little clothes. Be careful of catching a cold, why don't you ask someone to move him out and just watch it here?"

"No, I'll go myself!"

Zhen Qingping suddenly made a sound, which startled Lu Shengming. He looked at Xiao Yu suspiciously, and Xiao Yu nodded: "Go, let's go to the ice cellar, we will come out soon, it's all right."

"That's right, the next official will lead the way for the prince."

When going out, Xiao Yu turned the umbrella to Zhen Qingping's side and raised it a little higher.

"Little uncle, if the person lying inside is really your old friend, please give me your condolences. People can't be brought back to life. If you accidentally fall ill, who else can watch the murderer be arrested for him?"

Zhen Qingping was startled, and his eyes slowly lit up, "You're right, I want to be good, it's not the best place in Qingshan, if it's really him..."

He smiled sadly, his eyes were full of coldness, "If it's really him, I must seek justice for him!"

Zhen Qingping wiped his face with his hand, wiped off the water droplets, his face became clearer, he took the umbrella from Xiao Yu's hand, "I'll do it."

Xiao Yu nodded, the visitors shared an umbrella and followed Lu Shengming to the ice cellar.

Lu Shengming didn't make a sound, but Xiao Yu and the others didn't turn their backs on him when they spoke. He got a rough idea and reckoned that the person lying inside was a good friend of Mr. Zhen's second son. If so, it would be a good thing for them to solve the case. .

The yamen guard outside the ice cellar was dozing off, listening to the sound of the rain, he nodded with his eyes half closed, Lu Shengming stepped forward and kicked him: "Let you guard the ice cellar well, you came here to sleep, right?"

Hearing Lu Shengming's voice, the yamen servant woke up with a jolt, and patted the back of his head with a smirk: "My lord...isn't it sleepy from listening to the sound of the rain? I usually don't dare to be lazy!"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, the door is open."

　In this situation, I suddenly thought of a song: Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky, the evening wind blows the sound of the willow flute, the sunset outside the mountain, the corner of the sky and the earth, half of the friends are scattered, and a pot of dirty wine is exhausted Yu Huan, don't dream cold tonight
　　
　
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