Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 9: Silence

Riding the carriage left behind by the Surabaya cruise all the way to the capital, Zhu Yunwen was relieved to have these living gods by his side. He and Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and Xiao Ren San rode in a carriage, while Yang Jun, who was still injured, and the two housekeepers in the valley boarded another carriage.

Wu Mian hardly spoke on the way. Gui Bugui leaned in the carriage and thought about things. How many prostitutes are there in Beijing? Which one does Zhu Yunwen frequent?

Looking at the innocent look of this eight- or nine-year-old doll, I couldn't imagine that it was either a prostitute or a liquor store. The grandson, who can't go out of the palace several times a year, blushed and explained patiently: "After your Majesty appointed Jinling to be Nanjing, he thought those fireworks and willow alleys were unsightly. So he ordered the prostitution house to be closed. The women inside were scattered. There was also an imperial decree that officials and the common people were not allowed to prostitute, and those who violated it would be severely punished.”

"The good prostitution house is closed... What's the matter with the elder sister in the kiln who is selling herself as a performer and getting hurt by your grandfather? Originally, our ginseng was a bit pleasing to the eye, but now it's the same thing." Xiao Ren San listened After the prostitute was closed, she was very indignant for the young lady inside. At the moment, he didn't have a good look on the emperor's grandson, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became embarrassing.

Fortunately, when I saw the uneasy look of the grandson, I told a joke to make up for the awkward atmosphere in the carriage.

The group rode the carriage for three days and arrived at Xuanhua Mansion in the evening of the third day. I chose to stay at the largest inn in the area. When dinner was approaching, Bai Wuqiu went to the kitchen of the inn and walked around, thinking that there was no fresh meat or fish here, so I dragged everyone to the city. of a wine shop. Ordered a large table of dishes, and these people also ate around the table between master and servant.

Just as everyone was eating and drinking, a tall, thin middle-aged man walked in outside the restaurant. When the man came in, Gui Bugui glanced at the man intentionally or unintentionally. Then he looked at the people and demons in front of him eating and drinking as if nothing had happened, and the tall and thin man who came in sat in the corner by himself, ordered four dishes and a pot of wine to drink by himself.

"This is what people eat..." Bai Wuqiu wiped the oil from his mouth, then looked at the grandson and said, "I have never seen fresh meat or live fish in the inn just now. , the walls are full of dried meat strips and salted fish that attract flies... Who, what do you eat in the palace?"

"It's nothing more than these things." Zhu Yunwen continued after laughing, "His Majesty came from a poor background, and it's the worst thing you can do to waste food. Even if the prince and grandson eat, they have to pick up all the rice in the bowl. If the food is found to be unclean, His Majesty will punish you."

"Then you don't do too well as the grandson of the crown prince, that is to say, it's better to eat better than the beggar, and it's better to live than the beggar..." Just when Bai Wuqi was talking nonsense, the wine shop's The guy brought a large bowl of lard mixed with taro puree and a stack of clean bowls and spoons: "At this time, the small shop will send you desserts from the gentlemen. The gentlemen will try it. This is the craftsmanship of a serious Fuzhou cook..."

While speaking, the young man gave everyone a bowl of mashed taro, and then said with a smile: "This mashed taro has just been out of the pot, so be careful, gentlemen. Eat well, next time you guys. When passing by Xuanhua Mansion, come back to the small shop and try the craftsmanship of our cook.”

Bai Wuqiu had already finished eating the mashed taro in the bowl when the little guy was talking, and Er Lengzi, who didn't like sweets, complimented him after eating it, and now he and Xiao Ren San scrambled for the bowl of mashed taro that was freed up. After everyone at this table, they all praised the sweetness and deliciousness of the mashed taro. Originally, they wanted another bowl, but the helper replied that there was only this big bowl. This is because the shopkeeper's newly recruited a cook from Fuzhou. The cook showed off his skills and took out the taro that he brought from Fuzhou to make this bowl of mashed taro.

The table was full of people eating deliciously sweet, only the grandson didn't touch his bowl of taro paste. He had eaten such a dish at the Emperor's House, but Zhu Yunwen ate it much more delicately. Seeing the bowl of slush in front of me, I lost my appetite. Although some guys have been persuading him to try it, the emperor's grandson, who is already full, really has no such appetite

"The grandson of the crown prince, you're not used to this, are you? I'll do a good deed, I'll eat it for you." When he was talking, Bai Wuqiu had already walked up to Zhu Yunwen, and reached out and grabbed the one in front of him. Bowl of taro paste. poured directly into his mouth.

"Huh? Why has the taste of your bowl changed? It's a little bitter, it's the smell of arsenic..." Bai Wuqiu smashed it, and then suddenly grabbed the little guy over. He pinched the man's neck and said, "Boy, how dare you put arsenic in the dish... It's a pity that this bowl of taro puree is gone."

The guy was also very frightened. He struggled and said: "Master, let go first, if you don't let go, you will strangle me... This is what our shopkeeper asked me to send... I am a Little guy..." When the guy was talking, the crowd and the demon discovered that the shopkeeper, who had just settled accounts at the counter, had entered the inner house.

"Silly boy, if he really poisoned him, would he bring it over himself?" Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "You guys have eaten and drank enough, let's see who is so daring. Dare to poison in front of us..." As he spoke, the old guy got up and walked towards the backyard of the pub.

Except for Wu Mian, who seemed to have nothing happened, the other people and demons followed Gui Wugui and walked towards the backyard together. Bai Wuqiu dragged the little guy behind the old guy. Although he tasted the smell of arsenic in the taro puree, he still didn't understand why the taro puree came out of a large bowl, and why only Zhu Yunwen had arsenic in this bowl?

Knowing son Mo Ruofu, when he returned, he could see the doubts that he was asking for nothing, and he said as he walked: "Silly boy, I am still wondering why only His Royal Highness has arsenic in his dishes? This is specially made in advance. The arsenic was smeared in the bowl, that person must have told the man, the first bowl must be served to His Highness..."

At this time, the young man hurriedly said: "Yes... Our shopkeeper said that this young man is a noble man, so I must not neglect it. After the first bowl of taro paste is served, I must give it to him... This matter has nothing to do with me, gentlemen, forgive me..."

At this time, everyone came to the back house of the wine shop. Under the guidance of the young man, they came to the room of the shopkeeper of the wine shop. After Bai Wuqiu kicked the door open, he saw that the shopkeeper's family of three had collapsed to the ground and died of breathlessness.

Looking at the three dead corpses lying on the ground, Bai Wuqiu spat and said, "His uncle's came a step too late. The culprit committed suicide because of his crime."

"Have you ever seen someone who dragged his wife and children to commit suicide together?" When Gui Bugui spoke, he had already walked to the corpse's side. After only a few glances, he continued: "A knife on the neck of one person made the blood solidify. It's been a while since he died. The shopkeeper we saw just now is a fake..."

At this moment, the young man shivered with fright. He screamed at the top of his voice: "It's dead! Help..."

"It's not you who died, what are you talking about!" Bai Wuqiu glared at the young man, and was so frightened that he held back his words.

"It seems that there are still people who don't give up..." Gui Bugui smiled and glanced at Zhu Yunwen, who was standing behind him as if nothing had happened, and continued: "But this should have nothing to do with that monk, he knows that the old man I am with you. There's no way a bowl of arsenic can do anything to you by your side."

When speaking, Gui Bugui smiled again, and then continued: "But this way, I can't watch the old man. Your life is in the hands of my old man, let's see who dares to cause this trouble..."

After finishing speaking, the old guy took these people back to the wine shop outside. I saw that the tall and thin man who was sitting in the corner just now was sitting beside Wu Mian, and he didn't even know what he was talking about...

Looking at the return and bringing people back, he turned his head and grinned at the old guy, and said, "I didn't say that there is no one alive inside, right?"