"As for the palace maids who are good at embroidery," Pei Wuyan shook his head slightly, "there are too many in the palace. The name Jia Qin is probably fake and there is no way to verify it. But since Jia Qin knows the origin of the hosta, she is most likely to have been one.

The maid."

"I'll leave on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. Is it okay for you two adults?" Yu Qingfeng was mainly worried that Lian Shurong and Pei Wuyan would turn against each other.

Lin Ming hurriedly expressed his position, "I only have grandmother in my family, so it's easy to talk to me."

Lian Shurong shrugged and said with a smile: "My father naturally doesn't want me to leave the capital before my annual leave is over, but if it's Suzhou, I guess he will urge me to leave as soon as possible."

"Why?" Yu Qingfeng was curious.

"Zhenyuan Hou Ji Zongyuan, the general of Zhenyuan who quelled the war in the southeast ten years ago, is my cousin-in-law. Just two years after my cousin married him, my uncle went out to fight. Although the border war was quelled,

I also became disabled. After resigning and becoming a marquis, I returned to my hometown in Suzhou. In the past ten years, my cousin has not come to the capital once, but my father has visited twice. He always kept talking about how he didn't know how his cousin was doing.

."

Lin Ming smiled and asked: "Shurong, do your cousin and your husband have a daughter?"

"Lin Ming, we are going to handle official business. Please don't mess with the mandarin duck book. Besides, you can't do it. I said that Lord Ji was disabled on the battlefield. Although his disability seemed to outsiders to be...

My legs are actually tired..."

Pei Wuyan and Lin Ming suddenly coughed violently together.

Yu Qingfeng smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay, I understand, it means that my cousin has no children. No wonder Mr. Lian is worried that his cousin is not doing well. It turns out that it is because..."

Pei Wuyan and Lin Ming just stopped for a moment and started coughing again.

After sending Lin Ming and Lian Shurong away, Pei Wuyan walked straight to the table, grabbed the brocade box given by Lin Ming with one hand and opened it with disdain.

"I knew Lin Ming would take advantage of the Chinese New Year to give you a gift that you wouldn't be able to refuse."

"Master Pei is jealous again?" Yu Qingfeng came over and asked with a smirk.

"What a joke, are you jealous?" Pei Wuyan closed the brocade box and threw it on the table, "You carry it with you every day, never leave it, and it doesn't matter to me if you wander around in front of my eyes."

Yu Qingfeng held the brocade box in her hands lovingly, "Carrying such a fragile and valuable object with you? I don't want it. I want to put it on my dressing table as a memorial."

The corners of Pei Wuyan's mouth turned up slightly, "Fortunately, I took you to make clothes a few days ago, and I also have that fox-collar cloak, which will come in handy for this trip."

Yu Qingfeng took the opportunity to flatter her and said sweetly: "Master Pei's gift is still warmer."

***

The cold-blooded leader decided to go to work on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year and in the cold winter months, and neither of his subordinates had any objections.

Lin Ming really had no objection and seemed to be yearning for it.

Yu Qingfeng felt that Lin Ming must be like contemporary young people, suffering from New Year's Eve syndrome. As long as he stays with his elders for a long time, he will be urged to get married, will be talked about in various ways, and he can't wait to go to work early and escape.

What's more, Lin Ming's only relative is a grandmother who suffers from Alzheimer's disease.

Lian Shurong had no objection, but he had a condition that he could not violate his father's orders, that is, when he went to Suzhou, he had to stay at the home of his cousin and his uncle. He had to help his father conduct a careful investigation to find out what his cousin was doing.

How have you been.

Pei Wuyan has no objection to this. Where does he live, not where he lives?

Zhenyuan Hou Jizongyuan is now just a marquis with no real power and official title. He is also a relative of Lian Shurong, so he should not hinder their work.

It was already the seventh day of the Lunar New Year when we arrived in Suzhou. Several people specifically asked for directions, intending to pass by the small teahouse run by Jia Qin and Tian Lei outside the city.

Jia Qin passed away more than a month ago, and Tian Lei is helpless and has nowhere to go. He should probably stay at the teahouse. Ask him if Jia Qin has talked about the past in recent years, and maybe he can learn about her relationship with Zhou Lang.

Why was he killed by the Death Warriors? Who is the Lord of the Death Warriors?

The carriage stopped in the open space in front of the small blue brick house. The group got out of the car and planned to take a rest here.

Yu Qingfeng looked up at the chimney on the roof and shook her head in disappointment, "How can we not turn on the stove to keep warm in such a cold day? It seems that Tian Lei no longer lives here."

"That would be difficult to find. Doesn't it mean that this Tian Lei has no relatives?" Lin Ming said as he opened the ajar door.

"Is there anyone there? Tian Lei, are you there?" Lian Shurong followed Lin Ming into the room.

Yu Qingfeng wanted to follow closely, but Pei Wuyan held her back and motioned her to wait for the guards to go in to check the situation before entering.

Yu Qingfeng thought about it. Their current enemy was a big boss with a group of dead warriors, so they had to be careful.

"Tian Lei, Tian Lei! Are you okay?" Lian Shurong's voice came from the room.

Pei Wuyan and Yu Qingfeng hurried in and went straight to the innermost room where the sound came from.

As soon as she entered the house, Yu Qingfeng saw an old man lying flat on the bed as if he was going to bed at the end of his life.

The old man did not look like he was in his early fifties, but at least ten years older. His hair was gray, his face was pale, there was no blood at all, his eyes were cloudy, he was staring straight at the ceiling, and he had not exhaled white breath from his nostrils for a long time.

"Dead?" Yu Qingfeng asked Lian Shurong in a low voice.

Lian Shurong shook his head, "I just touched my neck, and it's still beating slightly, and my breathing is weak. He should not be dead, but from the outside, it looks like he is dead."

"Death is not far away." Pei Wuyan turned around and ordered the guards to heat up the house quickly and quickly find something to cover Tian Lei to keep warm.

After working for a long time, I could finally see Tian Lei's chest rising and falling.

After a while, Tian Lei was able to speak in a low voice. But when he opened his mouth, he was blaming.

"Why are you meddling in other people's business? Why do you want to save me? Just let me die... Why is it so difficult to die? Why can't I die after waiting for so long? If I had known better, I would have asked that person to give me a happy life.

."

The biggest problem now is not that Tian Lei wants to die, which Yu Qingfeng can somewhat understand. Tian Lei lost Jia Qin and became a completely lonely old man with no love in his life.

The biggest problem now is "that person" mentioned by Tian Lei.

"Uncle Tian, ​​who is the person you are talking about? Has anyone come to see you?"

Yu Qingfeng guessed that the big boss somehow learned that Dali Temple was going to Suzhou to investigate Jia Qin's murder case. After all, Jia Qin and Tian Lei had been married for six years, and maybe Jia Qin would reveal some of her secrets to the person next to her. So.

Tian Lei must be silenced.

"I don't know, passers-by. When they first came in, they thought I was dead. Just like you, they touched my neck and breathed. But when they saw that I wasn't dead, they even wanted to light a fire in the room to keep me warm. I said no, don't mind your own business. I

I just want to die quietly and have a good death."

Tian Lei muttered in an inaudible voice.

Yu Qingfeng was anxious, so she took the initiative to ask again: "Then what do you mean by asking that person to give you pleasure? Did he suggest this?"

"The man had a sword on him and said he could help me and let me die happily. I declined, so how could I cause more sin and trouble to others? Just wait, it's just a matter of time anyway."

Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan looked at each other. The so-called man must also be a dead man. He lit the fire not to keep warm, but to burn Tian Lei to death. After hearing that Tian Lei said that he wanted a good death, he couldn't bear to let him suffer the pain of being burned before he died.

; But giving Tian Lei a sword was not out of good intentions, but to complete the task.

In the end, the dead man didn't take action, maybe because he waited for a while and thought Tian Lei was already dead, or maybe he was soft-hearted, or maybe he was sure that Tian Lei would be able to die before they arrived.

In a word, by some mistake, Tian Lei escaped because he was seeking death and survival. He was not killed by the dead soldiers himself, and he survived when they were rescued.

"How does that man dress?" Pei Wuyan asked.

Tian Lei turned his cloudy eyes towards Pei Wuyan and said blankly: "Man, dressed in black. I can't see the rest clearly."

"Uncle Tian, ​​you come with us and go to Suzhou City to see the doctor."

Yu Qingfeng used to be a migrant worker. The most she could do was to donate some money to various charity funds and adopt two stray cats. Now, she is the personal maid next to the Dali Temple Qing. She hugged Pei Wuyan's thigh, which is considered a privilege.

You have money and power, why don't you take the opportunity to experience the sense of accomplishment of doing charity to help the weak?

Lin Ming and Lian Shurong went to see Pei Wuyan together, wanting to see how the top leader of Dali Temple would react to Yu Qingfeng's self-assertion.

Pei Wuyan acquiesced.

"If you don't go, I will stay here. This is my home, and I will die here if I die."

"Why must you die?"

"I have nothing, no life to love, and life is a torment. It is better to reunite with my loved ones as soon as possible."

Yu Qingfeng bit her lip, but she couldn't refute. Those chicken soup principles for the soul, in Tian Lei's case, all turned into standing and talking without pain.

"Uncle Tian, ​​you come with us to the city to see a doctor to recuperate your health. Within three days, I will help you find a reason and hope to live. If I can't do it, I will be responsible for spending money to buy you Anlesan. Then I will help you find a reason to live."

You and Jia Qin are buried together."

"What is Anlesan?" Lian Shurong asked curiously.

"You don't know this, right? My grandfather is a pharmacist, so I naturally know about Anlesan. This is a very expensive medicine that is highly poisonous. After taking it, people can fall asleep and dream about the person they most want to see.

Do what you like and die in peace. This medicinal material is very rare and can only be sold in the largest drug store in Suzhou City."

Lian Shurong suddenly realized and said exaggeratedly: "Ah, I remembered it. I have also heard of this medicine, but it is really expensive. Are you really willing to take it?"

"Because I am confident that within three days, I will be able to restore Uncle Tian's hope and confidence to live. How about it, Uncle Tian? Can you stay in this world for three days?"

Tian Lei reacted slowly and couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He squinted his eyes and tried his best to think.

Pei Wuyan immediately ordered the guards to carry Tian Lei into the car, and the matter was settled.

Before getting in the car, Lin Ming suggested: "In Uncle Tian's current situation, we'd better not ask about Jia Qin's secrets yet. It's better to wait until his mood stabilizes and we can guide him to recall Jia Qin and ask casually."

"

Yu Qingfeng nodded vigorously, "Master Lin is still thoughtful."


Chapter completed!