Save the tragic villain in progress!

This episode didn't appear in the original book, but Chu Xinian didn't panic too much, after all, the dead person had nothing to do with him, and Xie Jingyuan was also sitting beside him.

But for today's group of heroes, I'm afraid it's easy to get in, but difficult to get out.

The prince was very smart, and stood directly with Xie Jingyuan.After all, everyone present here are scholars and scholars with the power to bind chickens, so if it really happened, it would be safer to be around Xie Jingyuan.

The prince reminded: "Xie Jingyuan, don't forget to escort me."

Xie Jingyuan's eyes were serious.He was so busy talking to Chu Xinian just now that he didn't even find out when he died, which is really a great shame.But after thinking about it, it's not bad to see the excitement.

He grabbed Chu Xinian's wrist under the table, curled his lips and said with a sneer: "Don't walk around, if you are stabbed through like that Mr. Jin, I won't collect your body for you."

The prince thought Xie Jingyuan was talking to him, and nodded seriously behind: "Don't worry, Gu will not wander around."

"..."

Xie Jingyuan's face darkened.

Chu Xinian couldn't help laughing, and then felt that it was inappropriate, coughed lightly to suppress the smile on his lips, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, General, I will never leave you."

He held Xie Jingyuan's hand instead, and patted it twice.

Now the scene has become a mess, the small county king of Guangping is full of the painting that he loves his life, he beats his chest and feet, he doesn't even care about the dead.At the critical moment, the white-haired Yan Qinghe came out to stabilize the situation, and said in a serious voice:

"Everyone, don't panic, wait for the government officials to come over first. If anyone leaves the Golden Scale Pavilion rashly, it will lead to sewage for no reason, causing people to suspect. I will wait here, and no one should act rashly."

Someone immediately echoed: "Everyone Yan is right, no one should touch Young Master Jin's body, and wait for the yamen to inspect it."

The king of Guangping Xiaojun finally came to his senses after hearing the words, and forced himself to control the scene: "Send the order, let the guards come quickly, guard and protect outside the Jinlin Pavilion, and no one is allowed to leave the mansion!"

Chu Xinian glanced at the prince: "Why don't you leave first, Your Highness?"

The prince's status is unusual and distinguished.No one here would suspect him of killing, and he had no motive to kill, even if he left early, no one would say anything.

The prince wanted to watch the fun in his heart, but it was not easy to show it: "Why?"

Chu Xinian looked at the people with different expressions in the field, shook the cup in his hand lightly, and pointed out: "Because the murderer is still here and hasn't left yet..."

Jinlin Pavilion is surrounded by water on all sides, and there is only one road leading to the shore, and it is heavily guarded.And the time between Mr. Jin's death and his discovery was no more than one cup of tea, the murderer definitely hadn't escaped yet, and he was hiding in the crowd right now.

It doesn't matter if other people die, the death of the crown prince will definitely cause shock in the government and the public.So the most important thing now is to protect the prince's safety, and send him away from the Guangping palace as soon as possible, instead of looking for the murderer.

Xie Jingyuan also frowned and said: "This is not a place to watch the excitement, you leave quickly."

Hearing this, the prince glanced at Chu Xinian, then at Xie Jingyuan, did not speak, and after a while, suddenly laughed: "Look, those people haven't spoken yet, but you are worried about Gu's life and death."

Although he cannot be said to be a prince, he is not far behind.All the guests were panicked or frowning, but no one cared about him.

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of death alone."

The prince suddenly put his arms around Chu Xinian's shoulders, lowered his voice and asked with a smile: "Chu Xinian, it is said that anyone who shocked everyone in the Golden Scale Pavilion will be the one who will disturb the world in the future. You are both talented and intelligent. Come here today." , wouldn't it be a pity if you just sit in the distance and watch white dramas?"

Although he had a playful expression when he said this, Chu Xinian seemed to see something more in the prince's eyes. He couldn't tell what it was, but it made people feel that the prince was not as out of tune as usual.

Chu Xinian waved his folding fan, and the dusty temperament on his body became more and more obvious, and he said something incomprehensible: "I'm just an outsider watching the theater."

The prince wanted to say more, but Xie Jingyuan suddenly grabbed his wrist and swung it off Chu Xinian's shoulder: "Your Highness, have you learned the etiquette in the palace for nothing?"

The prince rubbed his wrists, and glared at Xie Jingyuan: "Gu also saw you secretly holding hands under the table, why can't I just put a shoulder on my shoulder?!"

Chu Xinian coughed lightly when he heard the words, and turned his gaze elsewhere.Xie Jingyuan gave the prince a sad look, just wanting to sew his mouth shut quickly.

At this time, the field was already fighting over another matter.

They have no right to investigate the matter of the dead, but they can always intervene in the matter of the lost painting.Yan Qinghe saw that the little prince was in a state of despair, he slowly stroked his beard, frowned and said: "Dare to ask the prince, what happened to the "Picture of King Chen's Banquet"? Could it be a fake painting?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chu Xinian thoughtfully.If I remember correctly just now, it was this young man who was the first to tell the truth.

"Yes, is it true that as Chu Xinian said, that painting is fake?!"

"How did the king of the county use a fake painting to fool us, is it intentional to humiliate?!"

Literati are the most talkative, and with what you say and what you say around you, things have become more and more ugly.The king of Guangping Xiaojun had no choice but to get up with a face of shame, and made a square bow to everyone: "It's ashamed to say this, but Xiaowang apologizes to everyone here first. That painting...is exactly as Mr. Chu said, it is a fake. of……"

When his words fell, it was like throwing a stone into water, causing thousands of ripples.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, never expecting that the painting was actually a fake. Thinking of the scene where they boasted about a fake painting just now, they couldn't help but blushed.

The king of the small county of Guangping walked up to Chu Xinian again, half admiring and half ashamed, and gave him a long salute: "Mr. Chu's eyes are as bright as a torch, and he can tell the mystery of this painting at a glance. The little king bows down."

Chu Xinian got up to return the salute, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The king of the county is a person who cherishes paintings. It is not surprising that he acted like this. It is reckless and ruined the layout of the king of the county."

Their conversation left everyone in a daze, and the old master, who had just made trouble with Chu Xinian and others, turned pale as a pig's liver, and stammered, asking: "Little county king... this, this, this... this What the hell is going on?!"

The king of the small county of Guangping had no choice but to tell the whole story: "Xiao Wang received the thief's creed that day, and he felt uneasy. He really couldn't let go of this painting. In order to deceive him, he had to find a master to copy one, but the time was short. , I am afraid that there is a loophole, and this is what Mr. Chu pointed out."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chu Xinian and asked hesitantly: "Xiao Wang dare not brag, but that master has already mastered the essence of Meng Xiting's brushwork, which is enough to confuse the fake with the real one. I don't know how Mr. Chu saw that this painting is fake. Xiao Wang explained."

Facing everyone's eyes, Chu Xinian paused for a moment, and revealed the loophole: "That master's painting skills are indeed outstanding, but the small county king kept a few secrets, and the paper used for the fake painting was rouge silk that was only made 80 years ago. The carvings on the ivory scroll of the picture scroll are also the popular phoenix decoration in our dynasty, which does not match the dynasty of the original painting."

The paintings of Mengxi Pavilion are very famous, but after several dynasties of wars, they have long been lost, and few people have seen the real ones.In addition, the painting was produced by the prince of Guangping Xiaojun himself, so no one dared to suspect that it was fake.

The king of Guangping Xiaojun shook his head and sighed: "The technique of green pulp and silk has long been lost. It is really hard to find it in a hurry. It is Xiao Wang who thinks he is smart. Mr. Chu is so smart, and Xiao Wang admires it."

Chu Xinian nodded: "The king of the county is too famous."

Now that the matter has come to this point, everyone realized that it was an oolong farce.The old master, who just made trouble with Chu Xinian and others, also blushed and apologized: "This old man is stupid. I made a sarcastic statement just now. I hope you don't blame Mr. Chu."

In this Golden Scale Pavilion, there are people who are just pretending to be numbers, and there are also real literati.It was not easy for him to bow his head and apologize at an early age.

Chu Xinian stretched out his hand to help him up: "Mister's words are serious, and I'm just guessing randomly, so naturally it can't be true."

Chu Jiaoping came out of the Quyang Marquis Mansion, and he already had a great reputation, so much so that everyone ignored that he also had a younger brother.Everyone thought that Chu Xinian was an idiot, but they didn't expect to see him today, but he turned out to be a handsome young man with an air of legacy.What's more, he has a meticulous mind, has a certain amount of advance and retreat, and knows the etiquette and integrity, which even suppressed Chu Jiaoping for a moment.

Some people sigh in their hearts, after today is over, there will be another talented person added to the list of young masters of the Beijing Central Aristocratic Family.

Yan Qinghe frowned and stroked his beard. It was unbelievable to the Xiaojun Wang's stupid tricks. His voice was old and he couldn't hide his regret: "I thought I could finally see the disappearance of Mengxi Pavilion in my lifetime, but I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of bandits. Really. It's a bright pearl cast in secret."

As soon as this incident was mentioned, the little county king of Guangping was heartbroken again, pointing at the servant and angrily said: "You give me ten answers, how did you lose that painting!"

The servant was terrified, knelt on the ground and knocked his head loudly: "The king forgives the crime, the king forgives the crime, the slave went out with the box in his hand, and before he took two steps, he accidentally fell down, and the box fell in the dark. Open, it’s empty inside, and this servant realizes that the painting is gone!”

It turned out that the king of Xiaojun kept a secret, and put the two paintings in the same box.The difference is that the fake paintings are placed on the upper layer, while the real paintings are hidden in the hidden compartment below.

After tearing up the fake painting in public, he thought he had cheated the robbers, so he ordered his personal servant to take out the box and put it away. Unexpectedly, the servant accidentally dropped the box and discovered that the real painting had been stolen by accident.

The king of Guangping Xiaojun seemed to have been drained of all his strength when he heard the words, and fell back on the chair with a thud, feeling as if he was in mourning.After all, he still underestimated the bandit, and muttered to himself: "It seems that this painting will never be found again..."

Those princes and nobles also covered their faces and sighed, only Chu Xinian shook his folding fan thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "It might not be..."

The king of Guangping Xiaojun was stunned when he heard the words, and then his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to hold his hand excitedly: "Could it be possible for Mr. Chu to find it back?!"

Xie Jingyuan gritted his teeth silently at the side, thinking that having a beautiful skin would be attractive, one or two would like to run over to hook up with Chu Xinian.

Chu Xinian was just guessing.He looked at the servant kneeling on the ground and saw that his head was bleeding from knocking. He was afraid that what he said was true, so he asked aloud, "When you first brought the box into the Golden Scale Pavilion, did the real painting still exist?"

Before the servant could answer, the little county king hurriedly said: "Yes! Yes! When Xiao Wang opened the box, he took a special look. The real painting was still inside!"

Chu Xinian nodded, and then asked the servant: "Where did you find out that the real painting was stolen?"

The servant pointed to a place a few steps away from the outside, and tremblingly said: "Back... back to Young Master, the servant just walked out of the gate of the Golden Scale Pavilion and didn't even have time to walk the corridor. He fell down after walking a few steps, that's when he discovered the real painting Stolen."

Chu Xinian shook his fan thoughtfully: "That means the painting was stolen from the Golden Scale Pavilion. Has anyone left the Golden Scale Pavilion after the banquet?"

The Xiaojun Wang hurriedly sent guards to ask, but the answer he got was no.

"The real painting is still in the Golden Scale Pavilion."

Chu Xinian looked around, searching the corners quietly.Ancient paintings are expensive and cannot be exposed to water. The thieves would not take the risk of hiding the paintings underwater, and it would be impossible to hide them on their bodies.

Then there's only... the top.

Chu Xi took a few steps back and looked up at the beam structure in the Jinlin Pavilion, only to find an imperceptible white reflection at the most remote oblique structure.He looked at Xie Jingyuan, motioned there and said, "General, can you go up and have a look?"

Xie Jingyuan covered his lips with a handkerchief, coughed twice, thinking that Chu Xinian finally remembered himself at this time.He closed his eyes lightly, and asked in a cool tone: "Why should I go up?"

Chu Xinian smiled, as if coaxing a child, and asked with a low voice, "If the general is willing to go up and have a look, how about I do something for you?"

It is rare for someone who is so cautious and cautious to offer such a condition.Although Xie Jingyuan hadn't figured out what he wanted Chu Xinian to do, but he didn't take advantage of this kind of advantage, so he reluctantly agreed.

He didn't go up directly, but picked up a date from the fruit plate, and hit the oblique corner hard, only to hear a soft clang, and a white scroll fell from the beam in response, and it just fell on a green-clothed soldier without any deviation. In the arms of the child——

The place where the light reflected just now is the white jade scroll on the painting.

The scholar in green was startled, and before he could react, the painting in his arms was snatched away by the Prince of Guangping Xiaojun.He unfolded the painting tremblingly, and then said ecstatically, "It's the real one! It's the real one! It's the real one of Mengxi Pavilion!"

Everyone cheered and gathered around again, wanting to have a look at the style of the famous painting, but the king of the small county had already rolled up the painting quickly, hugging it in his arms and not allowing anyone to touch it.He walked quickly to Chu Xinian, and saluted gratefully: "Young Master Chu, thank you very much, Xiao Wang was able to find his beloved, thanks to your help."

Chu Xinian returned the gift: "It's a great fortune in life to find something lost. It's great that the county king can find his beloved thing back."

Xie Jingyuan raised his eyelids, thinking that there is nothing to be happy about, the thief was not caught, and if he can throw it the first time, he can throw it the second time, the king of Guangping Xiaojun was too happy.

While everyone was talking, there was only a noise outside.A middle-aged man in a scarlet robe suddenly rushed into the Golden Scale Pavilion eagerly. He looked around, and when he found Mr. Jin who had been dead for a long time, his complexion changed suddenly, and his voice was about to rush forward: "My Son——!"

This person is the father of Young Master Jin, Jin Ruhai, the supervisor of the Ministry of Finance, is not of high rank, but he is in charge of the world's trade, and he is also the object that the kings want to win over.As soon as he heard that something happened to the only Miao Miao in his family, he hurried over as soon as he came down to court. He didn't expect something really happened to his precious son.

It is reasonable for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person to lose control of his emotions.Everyone feared that he would destroy the scene, and hurriedly pulled him back: "Master Jin, Lord Jin, absolutely not!"

"The government is almost here. You can't move Mr. Jin at this time. If something goes wrong and the murderer can't be found, it won't make him feel wronged!"

"Master Jin's condolences!"

Jin Ruhaiqi's eyes were red, so he was persuaded by everyone.His chest was heaving and heaving, and he looked at the little prince of Guangping with tears in his eyes: "Dare to ask the prince, why did my son die here without knowing why?! Today you have to give this old man an explanation no matter what. !"

The king of the small county of Guangping didn't know how to speak. He had to bear some responsibility for this matter, but before the government came, no one dared to make a rash decision, so he could only comfort him: "Lord Jin, Xiao Wang will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." , but now please express your condolences, and wait for the people from the Der Spiegel Department to come..."

Jin Ruhai flicked his sleeves coldly, and interrupted directly: "Hmph, Department of Mirrors?! They didn't investigate the case of the female corpse in the outskirts of the city last time, so how can they expect my son to be innocent? I can't trust them! Please ask the king of the county to report what happened today. Tell the old man about everything, and the old man will enter the palace and ask the Holy One to come and investigate in person!"

His red eyes swept over everyone present, as if they were the murderers, and he immediately began to question him severely after the Guangping County King told the story.

The King of Guangping had no choice but to tell the whole story: "...that's the way it is. It's just Mr. Jin, all officials in the court perform their duties, and the murder of the powerful has always been handled by the Mingjing Department. It's better for you not to overstep." .”

A father who is dazzled by anger, who knows what he will find out, if innocent people are wronged, this is not what the king of Guangping Xiaojun wants to see.After all, the Department of Der Spiegel presides over murder cases, so it is better than an official who has been in charge of money and silver all year round.

When Jin Ruhai heard what he said, his lungs were about to explode.Seeing that the crown prince was also present at the banquet of heroes today, he directly lifted the hem of his robe and knelt heavily towards him: "Please crown prince to be the master of the old minister!"

The crown prince was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he quickly helped him up, but Jin Ruhai hugged his leg and refused to let go, weeping bitterly: "There is only such an only son in the old minister's family, and now he died in vain for no apparent reason, and even finding out the truth has been obstructed in every possible way." , the prince must be the master of my Jin family!"

The prince's pants were almost torn off by him, he hurriedly pulled him away, and comforted him repeatedly: "Lord Jin, you are a loyal minister of our court. Now that the only son has an accident, Gu will naturally decide for you. If you can't trust those idiots in the Department of Mirrors, how about you?" ..."

He thought for a moment, then suddenly had an idea, pointed at Chu Xinian who was standing aside, and said with a smile: "How about letting Chu Xinian find out the truth for Young Master Jin? He is unparalleled in wit and can solve cases like a god, and he will definitely make Young Master innocent." !"

The prince is also like Xie Jingyuan, he looks down on those sour scholars, let those idiots become famous, it is better to give it to Chu Xinian, at least he has some real talents in his stomach.

Jin Ruhai's face froze when he heard the words, he never expected that the prince's solution would be this: "This... this, this, this..."

Yan Qinghe was the oldest and highly respected. He frowned when he heard the words, and said, "Nonsense, it's the government's job to settle the case. Even if Mr. Chu is a little smart, I'm afraid he's not good at it. Human life is as big as the sky, Your Highness must never ignore it." This is child's play!"