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Upon hearing this, the palace people agreed, saying that the blood jade from heaven was sung in the ballad, and it must be a disaster from heaven.

Gu Huai waved his hand and pressed them down, asking them to be quiet, and said majesticly: "The origin of these blood jade still needs to be thoroughly investigated. Moreover, what happened in the palace has nothing to do with the ballads in the city, it's just a coincidence. You guys can't talk nonsense. , Disturbing people's hearts."

Liu An is the chief attorney, and it is his responsibility to control the mouths of palace members. Therefore, he solemnly said: "Have you heard clearly? Master Gu hasn't thoroughly checked it out yet, so you just talked about the blood jade from heaven, one by one. Do you have nothing to do when you are idle? If you dare to gather people under the wall to make irresponsible remarks, our family will not be merciless."

The palace people bowed their heads, "Yes."

Gu Huai and Shen Zhiyan walked around the Fengtian Temple, but they didn't find any other clues, so they left.

Murong Yu's government affairs are heavy, and he went back to handle government affairs.

Murongci hurried back to the east palace to change clothes, and then left the palace.

At the gate of the palace, the carriage moved slowly, but suddenly stopped.

Qin Ruo opened the bamboo-blue car curtain and saw a young man Qingjun in a snow-white brocade standing outside the palace gate.

People can feel his spring breeze smile before they can see clearly.

If he doesn't laugh, he is a clear, clear, and gentle young man. If he laughed, it would be a bit more comfortable and fun.

"His Royal Highness, it is Lord Shen." Qin Ruo said with a smile.

"My palace knows." When leaving Fengtian Hall, Murong Ci gave a wink.

Shen Zhiyan bowed into the carriage, smiled and sat down, with a clear and graceful posture, "How come your Royal Highness suddenly has such a weird thing as Yaxingcha?"

Murongci raised his eyebrows, "Guess."

He understands his heart, his brows are full of bright light, "His Royal Highness has nothing to do, and the right to check this weird matter is to pass the time. Besides, the blood of heaven is so weird, you can use your brain more, and this brain will be more agile in the long run. It's profitable without any harm."

Qin Ruo pursed her lips and smiled, "Could it be that Lord Shen is the roundworm in His Highness's belly?"

"I have followed Your Highness for many years, and his highness can still guess one or two." Shen Zhiyan smiled confidently and blinked at her with a romantic look.

"By the way, your Royal Highness, these days I have developed a fresh way to eat beef. When I have time, I personally cook for your Royal Highness to try it." He said again, in high spirits.

"Okay, let's do it today." Murong Ci's jade hand was slightly short, and the blood jade in the pool of blood in Fengtian Hall always haunted his mind.

"What's a fresh way to eat?" Qin Ruo's gossip heart was hooked and asked curiously, "The last time Mr. Shen's roast duck, the servants and maids still have endless aftertastes."

Murongci still remembers his new way of eating roast duck last time, thinking about when to eat it again.

He spent two hours making roast duck. After the roast duck came out of the oven, he used a clever knife method to follow the muscle texture and the characteristics of each part of the roast duck to peel off the skin and meat of the roast duck piece by piece, and then use fresh Wrap the sliced ​​duck with vegetable leaves, dip it with sauce, and put it in your mouth...

However, while they were enjoying the crispy and charred deliciousness of roast duck, he said: "In fact, the knife method for cutting off roast duck is similar to autopsy. You must hold your hands firmly and treat roast duck gently and delicately, and don't damage roast duck or corpse... "

He was immersed in his own world while talking excitedly. He turned his head and saw that His Royal Highness and Qin Ruo had already rushed out, vomiting against the wall.

"Master Shen, this time your Royal Highness is early adopters, can you stop talking about the autopsy..." Qin Ruo pleaded bitterly.

"The post-mortem investigation is the ultimate pursuit of my life. It has been integrated into my life, eating, clothing, housing and transportation, sleeping and bathing..." Shen Zhiyan said spittingly, cooperating with his hands and dancing, like a high-ranking and widowed orator.

Murongci looked out the window, not wanting to talk to him again.

Qin Ruo rolled his eyes silently, and turned his head while covering half of his face.

He couldn't sing the one-man show anymore, his mouth opened, but he didn't feel embarrassed, because every time he talked loudly, people around him would always turn around or leave silently. He asked: "The blood jade is descending from the sky in Fengtian Hall, what can your Highness find?"

"What did you find?" Murong Ci asked rhetorically.

"Neither I nor Master Gu found it." Shen Zhiyan's eyebrows moved slightly, "but I found a set of footprints on the grass on the west side of Fengtian Temple."

"My palace also found out, it should be a man's footprint."

"But this set of footprints doesn't mean anything. Fengtian Temple is enshrined and guarded. It is not surprising that palace people usually go to Fengtian Temple."

She nodded, staring at her eyes and said: "My palace feels that this matter is not that simple."

After exploring all the way, I soon came to Jinji jade, one of the five major jade merchants in Luoyang City.

Shen Zhiyan and Murongci went into the jade shop together, and the shopkeeper greeted them enthusiastically when they saw their beautiful clothes.

Murongci took out two blood jade, the blood stained with the blood jade has been cleaned, the shape is like a quail egg, the jade is dark red like blood, and the lines are clearly visible like branches. She asked: "The shopkeeper, have you seen this kind of blood jade recently? Or do you have this kind of blood jade in your shop?"

The shopkeeper picked up the blood jade and looked at it carefully at the sky outside, "This blood jade is extremely rare. Although this shop has sold blood jade, this blood jade is not the same as the one in your hand. This shop sold it."

"As far as you know, have other jade shops sold this kind of blood jade?" Shen Zhiyan asked.

"I don't know the details of other shops." The shopkeeper replied, "These two blood jade are high-quality goods, and they are very valuable."

"Can you see where it was produced?" Murong Ci had not had time to ask the old jadesmith in the palace, so he could only ask after returning to the palace.

"I have been trading jade for many years, and I really don't know where blood jade is rich." The shopkeeper dodged his eyes, not wanting to say more.

Shen Zhiyan took out the waist card of Dali Temple from his arms, shook it in front of him, and asked seriously: "Dali Temple is investigating the case, and you can say whatever you know. You can't say anything."

The shopkeeper was shocked, and then said: "We rarely sell blood jade in this business. First, blood jade is extremely rare, and secondly, blood jade is ominous. If a guest wants blood jade, our boss will go to collect blood. jade."

Murongci glanced at Shen Zhiyan, frowning slightly, "Why do you say blood jade is ominous?"

"The origin of blood jade is related to the corpse and burial." The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "The owner of the rich and distinguished family died, and the jade was buried, and his family stuffed the jade into the dead population. This is the title jade."

"The practice of burial of the dead is quite common." Shen Zhiyan's eyebrows tightened slightly.

"It is heard that some of the jade in the mouth of the dead will fall into the throat and enter the body. Hundreds or thousands of years have passed, the dead blood of the corpse has soaked the jade, and the blood slowly flows into the jade heart, thus forming a dark red and brown red color. Blood jade. The blood jade in this corpse is the most precious, but also the most ominous." The shopkeeper said.

"Is it possible for the blood in the jade to flow out later?" Murong Ci asked again, considering it.

"Generally not. Since I was a kid, I followed my boss to do jade sales, and I have never heard of it." The shopkeeper replied.

After coming out of the Jinji jade shop, Murongci and Shen Zhiyan visited several big jade shops, and they all answered similarly. They had never seen or sold this kind of blood jade.

At this time noon has passed, and it is the hottest moment. The weather is getting hot, the sun is blazing, and the sun is very hot.

They visited several houses, hot and hungry. Murongci stood under the scorching sun, his smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his small face was blushed by the sun.

Seeing her such a beautiful color, Shen Zhiyan suddenly couldn't look away-a delicate and magnificent face appeared in front of her eyes, and the beauty of women's makeup was breathtaking.

Suddenly, his heart shook, and he shook his head. How could he have such a thought?

Must be dizzy by the sun!

He suggested: "His Royal Highness is hungry, it is better to go to the nearby Deyue Tower to rest."

She has a dry mouth and she approves of it very much.

When he arrived at Deyuelou, the coachman drove the carriage aside. Murongci was about to enter Deyuelou when he suddenly heard the singing of several children:

The moonlight shines on the ground, and blood and jade appear. Moonlight shining on the ground, raining all over the sky. Moonlight shines on the ground, fish cannibals. The moonlight shines on the ground and the jade steals the country.

Qin Ruo and Shen Zhiyan saw His Royal Highness walking eastward, and hurriedly followed.

In a nearby alley, seven or eight children circled around and sang this ballad, in an innocent appearance.

Murongci winked at Qin Ruo. Qin Ruo walked over and asked softly, "Can you tell me who taught you this ballad?"

One of the older eight-year-old girls replied: "I heard other people singing and they followed."

Shen Zhiyan left quickly and returned soon, with three more candied haws in his hand.

He squatted down, holding the candied haws with a smile on his face and asked: "Whoever answers my question and answers well, I will reward a candied haws. You have to raise your hands quickly, otherwise you won't be able to eat the candied haws."

The eight-year-old girl said solemnly: "Mother said, you can't take other people's things casually on the street. You are a bad person."

The other children ordered, and then ran away in a hurry.

Shen Zhiyan froze on the spot, the corners of his mouth twitching, his expression stunned.

Qin Ruo joked: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen would also have a day when he was rejected by children."

He stood up, still holding three candied haws in his hand. He couldn't laugh or cry, "Am I like a bad person? I'm Shen Zhiyan, Dali Temple Shaoqing, the Yushu is near the wind, and the gentleness is gentle and elegant. Where can I look like a bad person?"

Murongci patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, sorry."

Qin Ruo followed His Highness to Deyue Tower, and he screamed to follow.

Sitting down in the private room on the second floor, Murong ordered a pot of tea and six hot dishes, and ordered his buddies to serve them quickly.

He cried and said, "His Royal Highness, what should I do with this candied haw? Qin Ruo, do you want to eat it? Give it to you."

"Okay, thank you Lord Shen." Qin Ruo wrapped up politely, "The slave and maid brought back to Ruyi to eat."

"Those children should sing that ballad with other children. I don't even know where the ballad came from."

Murongci stared at him and thought.