Yulin Lane.
When the carriage entered this alley, not to mention Di Jin, even Lin Xiaoyi clearly felt the desertedness here and couldn't help but be startled.
He had seen a few relatively deserted streets and alleys in Yangqu City, Bingzhou. Even a state's administrative office could not be prosperous everywhere, but the capital was obviously different.
Not to mention inside the city walls, even outside the city walls, there are row upon row of gorgeous and prosperous places where millions of people gather. There are only small towns that cannot be lived in, and there are no vacant houses or shops.
But this alley is really different from other areas. When Di Jin opened the window of the carriage, the wind blew in. In the August weather, Lin Xiaoyi even shrank down subconsciously.
Di Jin looked outside, and what struck his eyes was the mottled outer wall, which had obviously not been repaired for many years. Then there were tree branches protruding from the wall, blocking a lot of the sunlight above his head, making This already less popular alley became increasingly shrouded in dullness and silence.
This is a vicious cycle. The more scary the haunted house is, the more people are afraid of it. The more afraid they are, the less they dare to approach it. This makes the place less popular, and eventually it becomes really spooky.
Di Jin was not afraid of this at all. Unfortunately, the thirty-five headless corpses had been removed. If they were kept intact, even if they were all turned into bones, they could provide quite a few clues.
Just don't mention the smell, it would be really scary...
As they passed one house after another, whether they arrived at the right time or at the wrong time, they didn't see many people coming out. Until the carriage slowed down significantly, Di Jin knew that the real owner had arrived.
There is no seal like the Kaifeng government office as expected. It is crisscrossed on the door left and right, and there are no bloody marks. From the outside, except for the deep dust at the door, which obviously has not been in or out for a long time, this place is no different from other houses. What a difference.
But this is the home of Sun Hong, a monk who returned to secular life in Wutai Mountain, and his family was exterminated.
Di Jin looked over, but Lin Xiaoyi didn't realize anything and followed him to watch, but heard the young master say: "Xiao Yi, how much do you think it would cost to buy such a house in the capital without the house passed down from the ancestors?"
Lin Xiaoyi thought about becoming a housekeeper, but never imagined that she could buy a house in the capital. However, she still had an idea of the price: "At least ten thousand yuan, and the original owner is willing to sell it..."
Di Jin said: "Are you rich? It is indeed the most basic price. If you want to move to the capital, it will take more than a dozen carriages!"
At this moment, Wu Jing, who was driving, said, "Perhaps someone received this house as a gift and donated it to me?"
Lin Xiaoyi knew that this person was a familiar person, so he was not surprised that he would talk to him. However, this statement was too unbelievable. Who can give a house to the capital?
Di Jin also asked directly: "How much kindness does it take to receive such a gift?"
Wu Jingdao: "I heard someone mention it by chance. The head of this family has extraordinary medical skills and cured the descendant of a nobleman. He came to the capital only after he had this place to live. In the future, his descendants will also be people from Kaifeng, so they are better than us." Kuhaha, those who rent horses and drive carts, and those people who walk around and lick blood are much better!"
Di Jin nodded slightly, but then said: "Living in the capital is not easy. Even with a house and a large family of thirty or forty people, it is not something ordinary people can afford."
Lin Xiaoyi was convinced: "Yes! The prices in the capital are quite high. The food and clothing for my family in Bingzhou may not be enough for one person in the capital..."
Wu Jingdao: "The head of this household has medical skills. He probably runs a medical clinic and drug store. He can also do business. He collects loan money. Big families all over the country are doing this."
Di Jin said: "Not to mention the loan, you must have the principal. I wonder which hospital or pharmacy in Beijing it is? Can it sustain the expenses of this household? I think the business is booming. Someone must remember it. ?”
Wu Jing continued to ride his horse and said no more, but he had an idea in his mind.
The two asked and answered questions about the source of Sun Hong's money.
Di Jin asked, how did this monk who returned to secular life from Mount Wutai buy a house in the capital?
Wu Jing replied that he once heard his master Sun Hong mention that this house was a gift from him because of his excellent medical skills and great kindness to others. It is also because of this house that his children can become members of the capital. Sun Hongcai decided to return to secular life and stop being a miserable monk.
Di Jin asked again, the house was a gift, so how did the living expenses of living in the capital come from? Being able to let Sun Hong marry wives and take concubines, give birth to more than a dozen children, and recruit more than 20 servants was a huge amount of money!
Wu Jing really didn't know about this. Every time they came to see Sun Hong, what they saw was a happy family with no worries about food and clothing. They felt happy and envious. As for how they earned their money, they only heard what Sun Hong said. He opened a medical clinic and drug store, and also did business on weekdays. He thought it was an old Buddhist tradition of collecting loans, so he didn't think much about it.
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Now it's time to look it up.
Wu Jing now understands why the other party asked him to become a coachman. It is precisely because he is the apprentice of the victim. There are many details that the yamen does not know at all. Only his brothers know. If they come forward to investigate, they will have a greater chance of discovering clues. , close to the truth!
After a brief exchange, the carriage had left the ghost house. Di Jin did not close the window, but looked at the scenery of the capital with great interest.
After the carriage circled around the city and returned to Laoqiao Lane where they lived, Di Jin and Lin Xiaoyi had just gotten off the car when they saw Gongsun Ce taking the book boy Da Zhuang out. After seeing the carriage, he called out: "I'm about to go I’m calling a taxi! Take me out of the city, I’ll pay for the taxi!”
Wu Jing was not really a horse renter. Hearing this, he said, "I'm sorry to the high officials. I've booked my carriage and horse with another guest, and I can't go to the outer city..."
Gongsun Ce had no choice but to wave his hands: "Okay! Okay!"
Wu Jing drove away, and Di Jin said, "Mingyuan, you followed that man yesterday, but did you find any clues?"
Gongsun Ce nodded: "The man yesterday was not a drunken scribe, but a gangster. He took a private prostitute from Xiaotianshui Lane, pretended to be a literati and a prostitute, and sneaked into the Zhuangyuan Building to find his target. I deliberately disturbed him. It's a good thing, and let Da Zhuang follow me all the way to the outside of the city, where there seems to be a stronghold..."
Di Jin's face became a bit solemn: "The Jianghu people who dare to do this at the Zhuangyuan Tower are extremely vicious people. Mingyuan, you should inform the Kaifeng government office that Lu Tuiguan is a responsible and good official. Only with him leading the team can we catch all the thieves!"
Gongsun Ce hesitated: "But I'm not sure yet whether it's a den of thieves or not. If I'm wrong, wouldn't it be...?"
Thinking that the arrest of the thief was more important than losing face, Gongsun Ce changed his mind: "Then I will go to the Kaifeng government office first, inform Official Lu about the matter, and then lead all the people to destroy the den of thieves! Shi Lin, I’m going!”
"I wish you all the best!"
Di Jin nodded, and after bidding farewell, he returned to his study at home. He thought about the family extermination case for a while. When there was no new progress, he put it aside and began to prepare for the provincial examination.
The ranking of the exam is not yet known, but he is 100% sure that he will definitely pass and become a candidate.
Since the candidates of the Song Dynasty were not permanent and did not enjoy the benefits granted by the imperial court, their social status was far lower than that of the successors of later generations. However, in any case, it was better than the poor people who had no fame.
After all, even the Imperial College can wipe out quite a number of students in this test, let alone all the states and counties in the world, which are valuable.
As long as local students pass the Juren exam, they don't have a bright future, but if they go to a private school or some academies and become a teacher, they can still live a lifetime of food and clothing.
However, this kind of people are often not satisfied with this. They squeeze their heads and continue to take exams. Therefore, thousands of tribute students who stood out from the four hundred military states in the world gathered in the capital, and the Ministry of Rites of Shangshu Province presided over the first exam. The second examination is called the Rites Examination, also known as the Provincial Examination.
This kind of competition is equivalent to bringing together the top scorers and the top few in the college entrance examination from all over the country. In this era, about 4,000 people were selected for 300 to 400 places. Although the distribution of cultural and educational resources is seriously uneven, many students from military states Juren is purely a companion, but the intensity of the competition can also be imagined.
Once the provincial examination is passed, and as long as there are no particularly serious problems in the palace examination, it will only be based on ranking, and the title of Jinshi will have been successfully obtained, and from then on it will become the most respected class in the world.
Therefore, Di Jin would not get carried away just because he performed well in the first game. Instead, he summarized some shortcomings in the first game and prepared to make up for them in the provincial examination and further perform to a perfect level.
Therefore, after an accidental outing, Di Jin returned to the review sprint stage. During this period, Gongsun Ce received good news.
With his cooperation with the Kaifeng government, he successfully destroyed the den and captured more than a dozen thieves. According to preliminary interrogation, they were members of the Beggar Gang, the Jianghu gang most hated by the government.
This group of thieves specifically targeted the guests of Zhuangyuan Building and intercepted and killed them. They had already committed three crimes that month and were preparing to continue committing crimes. But now, Gongsun Ce's sharp eyes saw through them directly. Even Chen Yaozi was alarmed and started to attack. It was highly praised.
Gongsun Ce always walked with his head held high and full of confidence. In the past few days, he had been a little wandering. It was not until news came from the Imperial College that he was pulled back from the clouds. His tone was rare and a little more uneasy: "Official official Lin, tomorrow the rankings will be released outside the Imperial College, and where you and I rank will be made public!"
Di Jin said: "I'm preparing for the provincial exam at home, so I won't go. Could you please Mingyuan to help me take a look."
If after the provincial exam, you talk about preparing for the palace exam at home, that's just pretentious, but now there is indeed a need to prepare for the exam. In Di Jin's view, the ranking there is an established fact. Whether you go or not, it will be that result. , why bother to make this trip?
Gongsun Ce wanted to imitate this gentle and calm attitude, feeling that it was particularly magnanimous, but he endured it, but finally couldn't hold it back: "You are really not in a hurry... That's okay! That's okay! I'm not like you. I can’t learn my state of mind at home, so I’ll go there early tomorrow morning and wait for my good news!”
Di Jin smiled, picked up the scroll, and plunged into it again.
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