When he first met the people from Baiqisi, Li Qinzai was in awe.
He had no choice but to be poisoned by movies and TV shows. He thought that such spy agencies were ruthless characters who killed people without blinking an eye, harming loyal people and killing innocent people indiscriminately.
However, after actual contact, he discovered that Baiqisi was actually very down-to-earth. He was like an old man when he was an official, and the people who worked below him would make mistakes. As long as he didn't have any thoughts of rebellion, Baiqisi was as kind and friendly as the second brother next door. , and occasionally I would stop by to borrow some soy sauce, vinegar or something.
Of course, only this down-to-earth style can truly serve the imperial power.
Who can imagine wearing a black cloak and walking through the streets with a cold face, asking for news from the emperor?
We can't call these fucking spies, we should call them abnormal human beings.
It's good. From the bottom of his heart, Li Qinzai didn't want to see a sinister and dark court eagle appear in the Tang Dynasty.
The emperor's restraint played a great role. Both generations of emperors knew very well how terrible it would be if an organization directly subordinate to the emperor allowed their power to be allowed to go unchecked.
So the emperor took back their law enforcement powers and only gave them the power of inspection.
So this tiger that was supposed to choose people to devour became a well-behaved kitten.
Li Qinzai didn't mind playing more with this kitten. Anyway, he had no thoughts of rebellion, nor was he corrupt or derelict in his duties. He didn't feel guilty playing with the people of Baiqisi.
A laid-back dandy with a title and military exploits, and an old man who is always ingratiating himself and well versed in the rules of officialdom, the two get along like a fish in water, and they work together in harmony.
"It's your job to get to the bottom of things. You have to give me some time. You can't drag it on until it becomes an unsolved case. You guys are relaxed, but the people behind the scenes are still staring at me." Li Qinzai said lazily. typical.
Song Sen laughed and said, "It will never be an unsolved case. Your Majesty has also decreed that this matter must be investigated clearly. What is the origin of the other group? Please ask Bo Rong of Li County to serve for some time."
Li Qinzai hummed, pointed at himself with a thumbs up, and said seriously: "I, Li Qinzai, am the rising pillar of the Tang Dynasty, the mainstay of the court who is particularly favored and valued by the emperor. Miao Hong, has culture, ideals, quality and ability..."
"If someone so important to the Tang Dynasty is killed without knowing it, it will be a terrible loss to the emperor and the country. You Baiqisi must first understand my importance, and then work overtime day and night to assassinate him. Find out the person behind me."
Song Sen's eyes were dazzled after hearing this.
You boast yourself to the sky in front of your face without blushing. Regardless of your weight, you must be very thick-skinned.
"Yes, I will find out as soon as possible."
"The clues are all gone, where do you want to start investigating?"
Song Sen thought for a while and said: "The clues have not been cut off. Although there are no clues about the masked assassin, he must have interacted with the group of envoys sent to the Tang Dynasty, otherwise they would not have cooperated with each other to assassinate you."
"The assassins who sent Tang Envoy to the Tang Dynasty have exposed too many flaws. This is a gap. The official plans to open this gap next. As long as he finds any clues, Baiqisi will tear the gap wider and wider, and the people behind the scenes will jump out. ”
Li Qinzai glanced at him appreciatively.
This guy is quite capable when it comes to being serious. Although Li Qinzai has no experience in criminal investigation, Song Sen's idea seems to be correct.
Speaking of solving crimes...
"Do you know a man named Di Renjie?" Li Qinzai suddenly asked.
Song Sen was stunned, then shook his head.
Li Qinzai clicked his tongue in disgust: "Don't Baiqisi know everything?"
Song Sen said in fear: "I dare not say that. After all, Baiqisi is just an official office that seeks information. There are tens of millions of people in the entire Tang Dynasty, and Baiqisi cannot possibly know everything."
Li Qinzai calculated the years. It was the second year of Longshuo. Di Renjie should be in his early thirties. Logically speaking, he should have been named on the gold medal list, and then assigned to an unknown rural... police station?
"Help me keep an eye on this person. He should be a Jinshi of the Ming Dynasty in recent years. I don't know where he was assigned to be an official. Let me know after you find out more about it."
Song Sen had a troubled look on his face: "Uncle Li County, please forgive me, but this matter is not within the scope of Baiqisi's inquiry. Baiqisi cannot inquire about people who have nothing to do with this case. After all, we are under the direct control of the emperor..."
Li Qinzai's body suddenly leaned back, slumped on the recliner, and moaned as he was about to die: "I was stabbed by an assassin. It hurts so much. It's all Baiqisi's incompetent waste that caused me to be stabbed... I want to ask the emperor to repair the tomb." !”
Song Sen trembled all over and said hurriedly: "Okay, this is nothing more than a human favor outside of legal principles. I have agreed to help you find out about this person."
Li Qinzai regained his energy and sat up immediately. His dying appearance healed instantly without medicine.
"We are all so familiar with each other. Wouldn't it be better to be less clichéd and more sincere? You have to be official and pretend to be righteous." Li Qinzai rolled his eyes at him.
Song Sen left with satisfaction.
Li Qinzai entertained him with good food and drinks, and before leaving, he also gave him a few cans of the Li family's special product, Zhuyan Cream.
Anyway, it's something from my own black workshop, so I don't feel bad about it. The Li family has many specialties, such as the divine arm bow pulley set and so on. If Song Sen is braver, it won't hurt to give him a few three-eyed blunderbuss, as long as Li Zhi doesn't beat him to death.
Song Sen, who had eaten and drank enough, patted his chest before leaving and promised that he had found out who was behind the scenes. He would send someone to tell him later if he had more clues.
Seeing the swaying Song Sen mounting his horse and leaving, Li Qinzai felt a little uneasy.
Although it was a serious matter like solving a case, the atmosphere was as casual as asking the neighbor's second brother to go to the police station to get a new ID card.
Is this product really reliable?
Also,...this guy was driving drunk!
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The assassination incident caused quite a stir in Zhuangzi.
The scenes of the Li Family Tribe and the Forbidden Army fighting with the assassins were witnessed by all the bankers, and many bankers even voluntarily participated in the encirclement and suppression of the assassins.
After the assassin was eliminated, the village returned to its former peace, but the villagers were still talking about it.
No matter how much discussion there is, the stance of the bankers is still very upright.
The young master of the Li family destroyed the Japanese country for the Tang Dynasty, which caused the remnants of the Japanese country to take revenge. This is a glorious thing.
The heroes of the Tang Dynasty were naturally sworn enemies of the enemy country.
Hearing that the remnants of the crime had not been completely eliminated, the villagers spontaneously organized patrols. Several veterans took the lead and organized dozens of young men to patrol inside and outside the village day and night.
In the backyard of the Li family, Li Sujie and other students were also frightened this time.
They had all heard about the assassination. At the time of the incident, the other courtyard was strictly protected by the tribe, and these powerful children were not allowed to go out. Therefore, they only heard about it, but could not see the scene of the assassination with their own eyes. Very regrettable.
After the assassination incident, Li Qinzai was lying in a separate hospital recovering from his injuries.
His injury was actually not serious. He was stabbed by an assassin in the mourning hall. The wound was a cut on his arm, which caused some blood.
But Li Qinzai had good reasons not to go to class.
The teacher is injured, how can he teach his disciples and resolve their doubts? Even if you are slightly injured and cannot leave the line of fire, as long as the disciple's humanity is still intact, you should kneel on the ground with tears streaming down your face and grab your head to beg your husband to take care of yourself and recover from your injuries.
In order not to see the ugly scene of his disciples shedding tears, Li Qinzai stopped engaging in such formalism and lay down at home to recuperate without even saying hello.
While Li Qinzai was waiting for Song Sen's investigation results, a guest came to Zhuangzi.
The guest's surname is Cui, future uncles who despise each other and kill each other without loving each other.
Li Qinzai met his uncle in the yard.
Cui Sheng stepped in and saw Li Qinzai's face that didn't welcome him.
Then his eyes fell on Li Qinzai's injured arm hanging under his neck, and Cui Sheng suddenly smiled.
Li Qinzai narrowed his eyes. No matter how you look at this guy's smile, there is a sense of schadenfreude.
The two stood in the yard looking at each other from a distance, but the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger for some reason.
After a long time, Li Qinzai's eyes widened and his tongue burst into laughter: "What!"
Cui Sheng was startled, but did not reply, which made Li Qinzai a little disappointed. He had made a decision before. If his uncle dared to reply in his territory, he would order Liu Asi to beat him up.
Anyway, he is not married to Cui Jie yet. He is only the uncle in name, but actually the target of bullying.
Cui Sheng stared at him and suddenly smiled coldly: "Cui is a tutor from a British government. Is this how the fifth young master of your house treats guests?"
"What do you think!" Li Qinzai shouted again.
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