noffsinger Chapter 150 New Case
Chapter 150 New Case
"Chu Ci, you've been with His Majesty for so long, what's your opinion on the matter of a marriage alliance?"
Chu Ci looked at General Yuchi and slowly shook his head, indicating that he was also unaware of the details of the matter.
"Strange, why would His Majesty suddenly do something so unexpected?"
General Yuchi frowned, completely baffled.
Chu Ci wasn't interested and turned to look outside. The pastry shops should be closed at this time, so it seemed she couldn't bring any for Shi An.
On the other side, after learning that he was to be sent away for a political marriage, Ning He was so angry that he smashed everything he could in the house.
Moreover, he tried to sneak out several times, but without exception, he was stopped by the Queen's guards.
As the date of the marriage alliance drew closer, Ning He's emotions became increasingly agitated.
He not only went on a hunger strike in protest, but even resorted to extreme measures such as hanging himself.
But all he did could not change his fate of being sent to marry a foreign ruler.
Not long after, Her Majesty the Empress grew tired of Ning He's antics and ordered that his wet nurse be beaten to death in front of him.
This tactic worked as expected. Ning He was so frightened that she dared not cause any more trouble and obediently stayed in her palace to await her marriage.
For Chu Ci, the matter of a prince being married off was nothing more than a trivial matter.
She didn't even know that Ning He was the prince who was going to be married off to a foreign land.
But something recently caught her attention.
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, whom she had talked to before, suddenly contacted her.
The reason is that a series of murders recently occurred in the capital.
Without exception, all those killed were young and middle-aged women.
The deaths of these women were all exceptionally gruesome; their hands and feet were cruelly severed, and they were then dumped in stinking ditches or deserted alleys on the outskirts of Beijing.
It wasn't until the fourth case occurred that the Dali Temple truly began to take it seriously and started a full-scale investigation.
"Sister Ping, what can I do for you?" Chu Ci walked into the room with a smile and saw Zhang Ping sitting at her desk, which was piled high with documents.
Zhang Ping looked up at Chu Ci and said slowly, "You have a day off tomorrow, right?"
Hearing this, Chu Ci's heart tightened. She had originally planned to go on a spring outing with Shi An, but after hearing Zhang Ping's words, it was highly likely that the plan would be ruined.
"Um... what's up?"
If it's a minor matter, she'll prioritize her husband's affairs.
Zhang Ping seemed to see through Chu Ci's thoughts, sighed helplessly, put down the documents in her hand, stood up and walked to her.
“Don’t look at me like that. I don’t want to disturb your rest time.” Zhang Ping pressed her temples. “But this case is very important. If we don’t investigate it quickly, there will be more deaths, especially since many of the dead are sisters of officials.”
Chu Ci remained silent for a long time. Although she was somewhat unwilling, she eventually had no choice but to compromise.
She sighed and said listlessly, "Okay, I got it. Where do you want me to look?"
Zhang Ping smiled slightly, as if she had expected this, and answered without hesitation: "A brothel."
Upon hearing this, Chu Ci raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of surprise.
"Which one?"
After all, there are many brothels in the capital, and even in the remote suburbs, there are quite a few brothels.
Therefore, the term "brothel" is far too broad.
Zhang Ping remained expressionless, raised her hand to straighten her collar, and said, "Of course, it's the biggest brothel."
Seeing this, Chu Ci didn't ask any more questions, but simply nodded in agreement.
Anyway, she didn't care much about this matter; she just planned to do as Zhang Ping asked.
"Zhang Ping, you owe me a favor."
"Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on the Shi family's affairs. I won't let you make this trip for nothing."
"Ah."
As night falls, the lights are on.
Chu Ci and Zhang Ping changed out of their official robes and, under the cover of night, headed together to the largest brothel—the Red Pavilion.
The area in front of the Hong Kong Coliseum was brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Several handsome young men with fair skin were holding handkerchiefs and charmingly beckoning to passersby. Their every smile and gesture was full of allure, making one's heart pound.
Of course, this excludes Chu Ci and Zhang Ping.
Among them, a handsome young man, while scanning the surrounding crowd, happened to spot Chu Ci.
His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered some rare treasure, and he rushed straight towards Chu Ci without hesitation.
"My lady, are you here looking for some fun?" the young man said with a smile, his voice laced with flattery.
Upon seeing this, Chu Ci frowned slightly, crossed her arms, and instinctively took a step back to increase the distance between herself and the young man.
The man's fragrance was so strong that it made her feel suffocated; she was worried she would faint from the stench.
However, the young man seemed oblivious to Chu Ci's discomfort and continued enthusiastically, "My lady, don't be shy. We're here to have fun, aren't we?"
As he spoke, he deliberately moved closer, wanting to get even closer to Chu Ci.
Upon seeing this, Chu Ci immediately hid behind Zhang Ping.
Seeing Chu Ci's attitude, the young man soliciting customers was obviously a little embarrassed, but after all, he was in this line of work, so his skin was naturally much thicker than that of ordinary people.
So, he quickly adjusted his expression, turned his gaze to Zhang Ping in front of Chu Ci, a smile reappearing on his face, and asked, "Young lady, what about you? Are you here to have some fun?"
As he spoke, he reached out, seemingly wanting to touch Zhang Ping's chest.
Zhang Ping quickly took out a bag of silver from her bosom, stuffed it directly into the man's hand, and said.
"We want to try something different, do you have any mystical spirits?"
Zhang Ping asked the question without changing her expression, but the young man's face changed drastically.
His expression was one of surprise, mixed with a hint of disdain. He clearly hadn't expected Zhang Ping to make such a request, especially so directly and frankly.
"You...you two are both?" the young man asked somewhat haltingly, seemingly still clinging to a last glimmer of hope for Chu Ci.
Zhang Ping, however, nodded without hesitation and replied calmly, "Yes, is there a problem? Everyone has their own preferences, which is normal."
The guy soliciting customers: ......
What is Xuanling in the Chu Ci? Never heard of it?
The two silently followed the reluctant tout, and after walking around for a while, they arrived at the backyard of the Hong Kong Coliseum.
The backyard looked somewhat secluded, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle in front.
When they reached a house, the man stopped and gestured for Zhang Ping to go inside.
Without saying a word, Zhang Ping pushed open the door and went into the room.
The room was dimly lit, but Chu Ci still managed to see the person inside and instantly realized what was going on.