Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

The scholar Huan sighed deeply and looked sad: "about ten days ago, the little girl went to Qingfeng mountain in the suburbs of Beijing to repay her wish, which will never come back. After going down, he sent servants from the house to look around. In the temple, on the mountain and along the road, they all looked carefully, but..." he shook his head and clapped his hand on his thigh, "there is no trace, no one can see."

Without saying a word, sun Yizhi only served tea. He may have heard of these details for a long time.

However, Shuang took back her hairpin and looked at her line of sight. She asked faintly, "since it's your lady who went to repay her wish, there's no servant on the side?"

"Yes," the scribe nodded happily, his eyebrows and eyes drooping. "There is a close maid and a groom. Qingfeng mountain is not far from here, and there are pedestrians and good men and women. In the past, little women have been doing this all the time. They have never seen anything wrong. How can they do it this time?"

"Alas."

The scholar Huan must be very worried at the moment, but frost moved his finger and continued to ask, "where is the valet and the groom now?"

"The groom was accidentally kicked by a horse when he was in front of the battle. He has received the money and has gone back to the countryside. The valet, together with the little girl, doesn't know where he is or whether he is..."

However, Frost's heart is slightly heavy.

All the participants were absent on the spot?

"Can the groom's whereabouts be found? Why don't you stay in the mansion and ask about it."

The scribe nodded happily and waved his hand: "I've already asked. He said that the young lady's servant girl suddenly disappeared from the carriage on the way, and he didn't know anything about the rest. I saw that his legs were disabled and begged hard. I wanted to go back to my hometown to see my mother, so I felt pity, gave him more money and sent him away."

After a pause, the scribe Huan said again, "Sun Baihu also knows this. This man was also interrogated by sun Baihu himself."

However, Shuang is about to say how he can let people leave at will before he secretly finds out. But hearing that this man was interrogated by sun Yizhi, he swallowed back that sentence and looked at Sun Yizhi who still didn't look up.

Aware of her silent questioning, sun Yizhi seemed very careless and nodded: "yes, yes, I have interrogated this person and was badly hurt. I saw that he was really worthless to me, so I let him go back to his hometown."

"Even so, I can't guarantee that he really has nothing to do with the case." ran Shuang said faintly, and immediately said that sun Yizhi was impatient.

"Click" dropped the teacup, and the tea suddenly spilled out, moistening the red tables and chairs of pear blossom wood. "However, what do you mean by this, do you doubt that I am not good at handling the case?"

However, Shuang took back her sight, shook her head and said, "I dare not."

Sun Yizhi sneered: "I listen to you, but I don't think you dare."

However, Shuang didn't move and only focused on business: "I just don't know that sun Baihu has taken over the case for more than three days. Have you found any clues now?"

Sun Yizhi's expression became very bad: "no one has been found, the case has not made progress, and everything is still under investigation."

Look at him, he seems to have done nothing.

With a sneer in her heart, she knew that if she wanted to expect this straw bag to really spit out any useful information, she might not be able to finish the case with her.

He began to look after the case himself, looked slightly and asked, "master Wen, I don't know what happened before Miss Wen disappeared?"

"Strange?" the scholar Huan seemed a little confused.

"Oh, is it possible to behave differently from the ordinary, especially if you contact some people or things?"

"That, that's not..." the chrysanthemum on the scholar Huan's face trembled slightly, as if trapped in confused memories, but for unknown reasons, there was a strong and calm feeling.

"Really?" ran Shuang turned sideways and put down the cup in his hand. His action was light and slow, and his tone was very calm. "I don't know if master Wen can agree to the next request."

For some reason, the scholar Huan looked at Sun Yizhi first: "I don't know, I don't know what the hundred households want?"

"Well," the clear and calm eyes turned and hurriedly looked at the scholar Huan, "I want to go to AI's boudoir to investigate the case. I wonder if I can?"

"This!" the scribe was stunned, his palm stiff and his palm upward. It seems that she didn't respond, but Shuang suddenly asked.

"But hundreds of families, Miss Wen disappeared outside the house, not in the house. Besides, how can men like us rush into the place of specification?" Sun Yizhi finally raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of impatience and irony.

"Hiss" a light smile, but frost hooked his lips and smiled inexplicably: "I don't know that sun Baihu should be so careful to guard against men and women."

"You!" Sun Yizhi frowned in his eyes, seemingly angry.

However, Shuang didn't answer. As soon as she turned her eyes, she looked at the scholar Huan. She only shook people all over, and her waist was straighter immediately.

"Master Wen, if you are investigating a case, you can be lenient to others. What does Master Wen think?"

At this point, the scholar Huan hesitated a little. After all, he shook his hand and compromised: "since it is conducive to finding out the case and finding out the little girl, everything is up to the hundred adults."

LAN Zhi garden is located in the southeast corner of Wenfu's backyard. The location is quite good, and the scenery in the yard is also very exquisite. At first glance, we can see that this Wenjia daughter is very beloved.

It seems that because the master is missing, the gate of Lanzhi garden is closed, and there are not many servants.

Push the door in and look around. The layout is quite quiet and elegant. The Pearl curtain, jade cover, long piano and incense are burned. An autumn forest made of white yarn embroidery is dyed with wind and frost. The screen is impressively blocked at the door.

When I turned around, I saw the scene in the house, but I had some Zen thoughts.

However, Shuang stood in the room and saw that there were Danqing calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls. On the pear blossom wood desk, there was an unfinished picture of fish playing lotus. The shrimp was red, the beard was smooth and long, and the tail was full and powerful. It seemed that he could get out of the water immediately. Only the lotus has only three petals. The color is green. Although it is not completed, it is very bright

"Make AI look very talented." ran Shuang stretched out her fingers and stroked the rice paper silently.

"Alas, the boudoir is boring. Let her pass the time in her spare time when she is familiar with women's precepts." the scribe Huan followed and heard the speech.

In this era, it seems that women still believe that no talent is virtue.

"Hua La" was a sound of turning the pages. However, Shuang looked up and saw sun Yizhi standing under the painting window, picking up the poetry collection on the small table and reading it at will.

Bend your fingers and scrape across the table, a thin layer of dust.

"Oh, since the little girl disappeared, I've sealed up the yard so as not to see things and miss feelings!" said the scribe with joy and sorrow.

What do you think?

Glancing at master Wen, ran Shuang went out of the library, slowly walked through the whole room and came to the front of the bed. Glancing inside, the mattress on the back of the rich brocade was stacked neatly.

Suddenly, the wandering sight was attracted by a tassel thread. The crimson thread was exposed outside, which was not very conspicuous.

What's that?