Time is slow

   Chapter 531

   "What are you looking at, Lord Hou?" Mr. Qiao asked lightly with a smile.

   Shao Mingyuan coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "I think this gold-painted landscape screen is a bit old, and I'll have to replace it with a new one later."

  Qiao Mo raised his eyebrows with a low smile: "What Hou Ye said is that it's time for a new one. By the way, how's the investigation going?"

   Shao Mingyuan brushed off the dust on his body, sat down and took a sip of warm water handed over by his personal guard. As soon as the water entered, he couldn't help but stare at his personal guard.

   The personal guard explained: "Miss Li said that the general would travel all day, and it would be more comfortable to drink honey water to moisten his throat."

  Shao Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Mo quickly, wanting to keep his face calm, but the corners of his lips raised his mood: "What did Miss Li say?"

  If my uncle and brother were not there, he would have to ask several times. Hearing Zhaozhao's concern for him from other people's mouths was a great feeling.

   "It was said by Miss Li. Miss Li also said that it was too late, so you should stop drinking tea." The guard added.

   Shao Mingyuan nodded again and again: "Got it."

   The guard lowered his head and snickered.

Mr. General    is not stupid, he told him "understood" what to do, but he couldn't tell Miss Li.

  Qiao Mo took a deep look at Shao Mingyuan, and the corner of his mouth condensed into a smile.

   When did the eldest sister care so much about this kid? He even secretly told the guards to prepare honey water for this kid, he didn't even know!

   Young Master Qiao felt a deep sense of powerlessness that his sister had been carried away by a wolf, and his eyes grew darker when he looked at Shao Mingyuan.

  Shao Mingyuan noticed that the uncle's eyes were not right, so he immediately restrained his pride, coughed and said, "Uncle, what did you just ask?"

  Qiao Mo lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair, and said lightly, "Your memory is not very good."

A certain person took a glass of water and drank it without changing his face: "I remembered after drinking the honey water. Uncle and brother ask about the investigation. The three judicial divisions will sort out the files overnight, check the account books, and try to preliminarily sort out the list of officials involved in the case tomorrow. come out."

  Qiao Mo nodded silently.

  Shao Mingyuan comforted and said, "Don't worry, brother-in-law, the emperor has spoken, those people will hurry up, and brother-in-law should be summoned in two days."

   As the bitter master of the Qiao family fire case, Qiao Mo will definitely go to court.

   "That's good, Lord Hou has been busy all day, go wash and sleep."

   "Brother, let's rest early too."

  Shao Mingyuan returned to his residence, took off his clothes and stepped into the steaming tub, his strong and slender body slowly immersed in the water. Because the cold poison has been dissipated, the exposed skin is no longer as white as before, but dyed with a faint wheat color.

   "Let's go out." Shao Mingyuan sent away the personal guard who was serving him in the bath.

   Hearing the sound of the door closing, he completely relaxed. He picked up a water ladle and poured a ladle of water into it. The hot water washed his sturdy body, and a touch of warmth filled his heart.

   Zhaozhao would quietly instruct his guards to prepare honey water for him—

   Shao Mingyuan closed his eyes, a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

  It turns out that this is what it feels like to be missed all the time.

   His Zhao Zhao must be the best wife in the world.

  The night was getting dark soon.

  The winter night is very quiet, there is no chirping of birds and insects, only the north wind is gently beating against the window lattice.

  Many people are sleeping soundly, but many people can't sleep through the night.

  The yamen of the Ministry of Punishment was brightly lit, the figures on the window screens shook, and the low screeching sound of flipping through the case files was subtle, but it was very clear in the middle of the night.

   A small official knocked on the door and said to the busy officials with a smile: "My lord, the little one is here to deliver a late-night snack to you at the order of the lord Shangshu."

  An official put down his pen and asked with a smile, "What supper? I'm just a little hungry."

   Busy till now, everyone is hungry and tired.

   "Bird's Nest Porridge." The clerk opened the food box and took a bird's nest porridge out.

   "It's really nice to have bird's nest porridge," a young official said with a smile.

  The little official brought the bird's nest porridge to the officials in turn: "Our Lord Shang Shu has explained it, everyone has worked hard, and we can't hurt the stomach of the adults any more."

   All the officials laughed, took the bird's nest porridge and sipped it.

   On a cold night like this, eating a bird's nest porridge is naturally very comfortable.

  The little official stood silently aside, and when everyone saw the bird's nest porridge finished drinking, he lowered his eyebrows and went forward to clean up.

   "Okay, you go out, we have to continue to handle the case-" After the young official finished speaking, he suddenly felt his eyes blurred, and he fell asleep before he finished speaking.

  The little official watched everyone fall asleep one after another with a cold eye, a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

   He put the food box down gently, and after searching for a long time, he finally found the two most important account books. He took off the lampshade and lit it close to it. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until it was burnt to ashes. He pushed down the oil lamp and walked out silently.

   After a while, the fire was blazing into the sky, and the person who found the fire shouted: "No, it's gone!"

   "The adults are still inside—"

  The voices of people were noisy and there was chaos. The fire was extinguished after a quarter of an hour, and the officials who were rescued from the house were awake and covered in embarrassment.

   Kou Xing, Minister of Punishment, took a short nap because he was getting old. He didn't expect such a big thing to happen after taking a nap, and his face was blue with anxiety.

   "What the **** is going on?"

  The officials who had just experienced a fire looked blank.

  Kou Xing's face was ashen with anger: "Are you all asleep?"

   He didn't say that he was going to rest, but these **** said that he was too old to stay up late, and urged him to take a nap. Could it be that these people persuaded him to leave him just to sleep together?

   "Kou Shangshu, don't rush to cross-examine the whole story, let's see what the loss is first." Dali Siqing reminded.

   As for other people from the yamen, Kou Xing naturally didn't get angry, and stared at Li Guangyan, the left servant of the Ministry of Punishment.

  Li Guangyan raised his sleeves and wiped his face. There were two more black ashes on his face, which looked extraordinarily funny.

   But at this time, no one had the thought of laughing, and they were all in a heavy heart.

"What are you doing, you're all dumbfounded, hurry up and check what's been burned." As the second-in-command of the Punishment Department, Li Guangyan felt extremely embarrassed today. First, he was scolded by Shangfeng for going to Jiafeng to investigate the case. to this situation.

   He had a bad premonition and took the lead to start the inspection.

   A man's face was pale and his lips trembled: "No, it's not good—"

  Everyone looked at him.

  Langzhong's complexion was as ugly as death, and he said tremblingly, "Those two account books...all, all burnt out..."

   "Kou Shangshu—" Dali Siqing hurriedly supported Kou Xingze who almost fell.

   "Burned out? You remember correctly?" Kou Xing's eyes turned black, and with the help of Dali Siqing, he barely stood still.

  Langzhong's face was ashen, and he felt like the sky was falling. He covered his face and wept: "Xiaguan remembers correctly, the two account books were placed on this shelf at that time—"

   "Look again!"

   After a riot of troops, everyone present was like a mourning wife.

   "Sir, what should I do now?" An official asked Kou Xingze cautiously.

   Dali Siqing felt something was wrong, and pushed Kou Xingze lightly, his face changed greatly: "No, Kou Shangshu passed out."

   Thanks to Jade Kangkang and Ye Zijing for the sachets, I love the summer long 9, travel in fantasy, like the ice for the peace charms, and thanks to the book friends who voted.

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