imperial psychologist

Chapter 580 Cause of Death
Inside the Golden Pavilion, the fragrance of tea curls up.

"Why doesn't Your Highness sit down?" Lan Zhijun asked with a smile.

Chen Xin didn't look at him at all. After entering the room, Chen Xin paced slowly along the four walls of the Golden Pavilion, looking at the furnishings in the room without saying a word.

In all fairness, this room is very elegantly furnished, especially the two pairs of couplets hanging on the pillars in the middle, showing a bit of sternness in the air, which really caught Chen Xin's attention.

There are orchids everywhere in the house. Although Chen Xin does not grow flowers, Luling and Shangluo are both the production areas of Molan. Fall into a rut.

It can be seen that it really took a lot of thought.

Looking around like this, Chen Xin's previous annoyance dissipated a little bit.

He caught a glimpse of the chessboard and Yaoqin on the east side, "It seems that Lan Zhijun is also quite elegant."

Lan Zhijun smiled, "It's nothing more than looking for some work to pass the day. In this Hundred Flowers, there is no real elegance."

Chen Xin snorted lightly.

Lan Zhijun laughed at himself like this, it was hard for him to say anything else, Chen Xin coughed, and was thinking about how to speak, when Lan Zhijun spoke first.

"I don't know if the old prince has returned to health in the past few years?"

Chen Xin's eyes flicked like lightning, "Which prince are you asking?"

"Of course it's King Su..." Lan Zhijun replied calmly.

"Do you know my father?" Chen Xin frowned, and quickly realized that he put his hands behind his back, and there was a bit of anger on his face, "Oh, yes, you know why I came to Bo Ling Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is who Your Highness is." Lan Zhijun said in a low voice, "Let's stop here. For the sake of the old prince's life's hard work, don't make trouble for him."

"Who is looking for trouble? I came to Beijing this time because I was entrusted by my father to investigate what was unclear back then." Chen Xin looked at Lan Zhijun coldly, "I don't care who you are, or who you are. Whoever is behind you, it's best not to interfere—unless you are the real culprits who killed Master Huishi back then!"

"I am."

The whole house fell silent.

Chen Xin looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't speak. He couldn't react for a while.

"I guess you want to ask why you killed him, don't you?"

Lan Zhijun asked with deep eyes.

Before Chen Xin could speak, Lan Zhijun smiled and continued.

"Actually, it's not hard to imagine, because Hui Shi has changed. He had a conflict with Duke Ming, and then he fabricated some lies, and deliberately wanted to disclose this matter to your father. This is the cause of his death."

Chen Xin was stunned, "What are you, what are you..."

"My father left the Jian'an Pavilion four years ago, but Duke Ming still remembers the achievements he made in his early years, so...he has lived in peace for the past few years." Lan Zhijun said softly, "But if he insists on going his own way , that will inevitably implicate himself—even including you—to follow in the footsteps of Hui Shi back then.

"This is a big matter. Go back and persuade your father not to do these unnecessary things."

Lan Zhijun lifted the teapot with one hand and filled the empty cup sitting opposite her.

"Are you scared?" Lan Zhijun smiled, "Come and have a cup of tea, calm down."

Chen Xin walked up to Lan Zhijun suspiciously and sat down.

"Are you also the one who met An Ge?" Chen Xin raised his cup and asked softly.

"That's it."

"Have you met... Duke Ming?"

"Ah."

Chen Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Which Duke Ming is it?"

"Seeing the master of Ange, there is only one master in the world." Lan Zhijun said softly, "It is the orphan of the former prince. No matter how many masks he wears, how many informants he goes through...there is only one Duke Ming."

Chen Xin frowned.

That's true...but it's useless.

"What about the evidence?" Chen Xin said softly.

Lan Zhijun didn't speak, but stood up and walked behind the screen.

After a while, when he came back, he had a bundle of letters in his hand.

"Take it apart and have a look." Lan Zhijun handed over a pair of scissors.

Chen Xin took the knife with some confusion, and quickly cut the thin hemp rope on it.There was no writing on any of the envelopes here, so he randomly picked up one and took out the letterhead from it.

With just one glance, Chen Xin's face froze slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Lan Zhijun, "It's my father's name..."

"Well," Lan Zhijun nodded, "It was earlier, his correspondence with the former prince. During the years when His Royal Highness was completely imprisoned in Qinyuan, he was always concerned about your father's safety. These letters were specially written by him. Get it sorted out and take it with you.”

"You... how do you have these things?"

"I have a lot of things here." Lan Zhijun said softly.

Chen Xin stopped talking, just bowed his head and opened several letters. Among these letters, his father had mentioned some contents to him - for example, at the end of each letter, Chen Xin's father would write a long wish.

After reading seven or eight letters like this, Chen Xin sighed.

"Father has not been in good health for the past few years." Chen Xin said softly, "but he has always remembered Master Hui Shi."

"After all, if you're a colleague, you should be concerned...but don't do things like flying moths to a flame."

Chen Xin didn't speak.

After a long time, he said seriously, "If you have to say that this is a moth to the flame, I will admit it. Four years ago, Hui Shi once wrote a letter saying that he accidentally discovered several strange things related to Mr. Heng Yuan, and agreed to come to see him for a while. Go to Shangluo to talk to my father.

"Although my father was sick in bed at that time, he didn't dare to delay at all... But soon after he heard the news that Master Huishi was buried in the sea of ​​flames.

"Later, my father also tried every means to write a letter to Mr. Ming, whom you mentioned, Boss Lan, but no one replied to him.

"Now he is running out of time, and the only thing he cares about is the truth of this matter."

Chen Xin's voice was very soft.

He took a deep breath, and his gaze became resolute, "To my father, the first prince is like a father. He was born in Pingjing, and he has been taken care of by the first prince since he was a child. This matter is related to the only Lord Bloodline Hengyuan, he will not sit idly by.

"If Boss Lan can meet that Mr. Hengyuan, maybe he can also pass on a message for me. No matter what his difficulties are in this matter, I will investigate this matter to the end for my father's sake."

Lan Zhijun's expression was indifferent.

"Why do you believe so much in a monk who was ordered to be executed by Duke Ming?"

Chen Xin looked at Lan Zhijun, "With all due respect, does Boss Lan know nothing about what Master Huishi said to my father back then?"

Lan Zhijun was silent for a while, did not answer, just quietly looked at Chen Xin in front of him.

"Since that's the case," Chen Xin seemed to have already got the answer, "then I have nothing to say."

He got up and stood up, "Since Boss Lan doesn't want me to come to you to look for Bai Ling, then I will not come to Lan Zihao in the future, but I am not the one you see Ange, and I don't care about you old cabinet members... If I If something happens in Pingjing, someone will come forward for me."

(End of this chapter)