The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Stepping on the sunset as he walked out of the palace, Sun Shaozong remembered the face of the North Korean Envoy, and his heart was still filled with mixed emotions.

Was it wrong, as a North Korean Envoy, not to collude with the remnants of the previous dynasty?

Was it wrong for him, as a tribute envoy from a foreign country, to actively avoid fighting with the sovereign country?

As for Du Ning's life and death...

The remaining sins of the previous dynasty were the deaths of hundreds, and what was the connection with him, the North Korean Envoy?!

Therefore, in the eyes of the North Korean Envoy, Lee En Hyun, not only did he not do anything wrong, but he also made great contributions!

Emperor Guangde was greatly pleased and bestowed numerous rewards of wealth and silk, as well as a considerable number of bows and crossbows, and permitted North Korea to continue paying tribute by sea, Lee En Hyun felt that his trip had already achieved great success.

However, this couldn’t be entirely attributed to Leei En Hyun's short-sightedness. After all, the firearms of the early 15th century were already weapons that were discriminated against; perhaps even Emperor Guangde didn’t know what kind of sparks those new firearms would burst out once they were installed on a large scale!

Among the people present, it was probably only Sun Shaozong who knew what Li En Hyun had missed.

And this feeling of witnessing history but not being able to reveal it to anyone at all...

It was frustrating!

It was not his turn to worry about this national matter at the moment. He wanted to go home and see his son first. He felt strange not being able to see him in the past few days.

With such thoughts in mind, Sun Shaozong untied the reins and waited for him to turn over and mount his horse, but suddenly he heard someone shouting from diagonally down, "Lord Sun, have you already finished your official duties?”

Sun Shaozong followed the sound and saw two servants from Rongguo Mansion approaching with smiles on their faces.

“What are you doing here?”

Sun Shaozong said strangely, "How are your Second Master Bao and Second Madam Lian's conditions? Are they better now?”

“Hmm…”

The head of the household servant sneered and said, "It was originally agreed that they would start exorcizing evil spirits in the afternoon. However, several masters were making a lot of noise, and they were not prepared and had to postpone the time until midnight.”

But since Jia Zheng had already recognized him, Sun Shaozong was no longer willing to shirk anything. Otherwise, if Jia Baoyu had any good or bad situation, but Wang Xifeng had survived, wouldn't Jia Zheng and his wife have to hold grudges against him for a lifetime?

Without any choice, Sun Shaozong had to follow the servants of the Jia family and return to Rongguo Mansion in a roundabout manner.

And when the Jia family heard that Sun Shaozong had returned, they couldn't help but be overjoyed. Jia Zheng personally held the pot and had a good drink with Sun Shaozong.

It turned out that...

Before 9 p.m., the Old Second Master sneaked under the table, probably unable to wake up before dawn.

But that was okay; it saved him from feeling anxious all night. They just waited until he woke up and asked for the result directly.

When it was almost time, there was a sudden shout of cessation from the Dharma Temple, which had been temporarily transformed into a bathhouse. "Please return to your position, evil spirits!”

One of the stoves under the two bathtubs had been extinguished for a long time, while the other was still burning fiercely, and it was unclear how long it had been cooking.

In short, as soon as he entered the door, a heat wave mixed with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine choked Sun Shaozong's nose, causing him to sneeze four or five times in a row. Only then did he find his exclusive feng shui place.

It was adorned with small jade pieces and faintly arranged with a Yin Yang Eight Trigrams diagram, which looked expensive.

According to those masters, as long as Sun Shaozong sat firmly in an auspicious position, that was all he had to do.

But after he sat down, he was hot and was sweating profusely for a moment. Although the temperature was not as hot as a sauna, the problem was that he was still wearing a lot of clothes.

Hesitating whether to take off some of his clothes, he saw the curtain of the door lift and someone walked in first. It was Qingwen, the second-class maid in Baoyu’s room. Only Xiren was first class.

“Greetings to Lord Sun.”

He saw that she greeted and went forward to try the water temperature in the extinguished bucket, then lifted the curtain and ran out.Follow current s on ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet

Not long after, the curtain was lifted again, and four maids carrying Baoyu walked in, led by Qingwen and Lin Xiaohong, the one Jia Yun was thinking about.

The next two were the sisters in Madam Wang's house, who were called Jinchuan and Yuchuan.

Baoyu was not tied to his limbs on the stretcher and looked drowsy. He must have taken drugs or something.

He then saw the four maids carrying Baoyu to the flameout bathtub and looking at each other a few times; they all showed a hint of shame.

Finally, Qingwen bit her silver teeth and took the initiative to unbutton Jia Baoyu's collar, while the other three followed suit.

Seeing them divide by two and peeled Jia Baoyu clean, and then laboriously helped him into the bathtub, Sun Shaozong finally couldn't help but guess, "Should it be that you four are going to serve him physically in the tub later?”

The other three lowered their heads and didn't answer, but Qingwen said, half proud and half disdainful, "The Masters have said that only women who have no leakage can approach Second Master Bao and Second Madam Lian.”

Sun Shaozong suddenly felt a bit unbelievable. Qingwen was also a sharply pointed beauty in the Yihong Courtyard. In terms of her physique and appearance, she was still on top of Xiren and Sheyue, and she was also favored by Baoyu normally. How could she remain chaste and motionless?

Was she unwilling to submit, or...

“Hey, you should be more careful.”

As he was pondering over some of the things, he suddenly heard Qingwen's coquettish expression. Sun Shaozong fixed his eyes on her, and it turned out that when Baoyu entered the water, Lin Xiaohong couldn't grasp her power and immediately stirred up the water, only splashing water on Qingwen's face.

Eh?

Sun Shaozong was immediately refreshed, and the subsequent treatment process didn’t disappoint his expectations. Although no similar accidents occurred again, as time passed, the hot, sticky, and greasy medicinal steam gradually soaked into the clothes of several servant girls.

In the end, it was said that they were still with their clothes on, but were tightly wrapped around them In addition to adding some atmosphere, it couldn’t be blocked…