Bao Tao Wei joined the army.
A famous prostitute in Pingkangfang.
Yuan Zai couldn't figure out the connection between the two, but he felt that there must be a secret hidden in it, and maybe he could use it to hook up with someone noble. From then on, he rose to prominence...
Under Yuan Zai's scrutinizing gaze, Bao Canjun sighed and said helplessly: "This Oiran Fu Xiang has an old relationship with Pinglu Jiedu envoy An Lushan. This time the saint held a banquet for all ministers in the main building of Qinzhengwu. I invited this Fuxiang to be my female companion."
During the Lantern Festival, it is definitely a decent thing to have the company of a famous geisha lady in the city.
Unfortunately, before the news was made public, the courtesan Fu Xiang was killed, with no trace of his body when he died. Where could An Lushan put his face?
While the news was not confirmed, he quickly denied that he invited Fuxiang as his female companion, and secretly sent someone to investigate. In order to avoid gossip, An Lushan did not send out his own party members, but instead found an informant with whom he had little contact -
Bao Tao Wei joined the army and Bao Yi.
On the side, Yuan Zai, who learned the inside story, nodded and said with a smile: "It turns out that it is a matter of envoy An Jiedu. I will join the army and wait for a while. I will go to the archives now."
After saying this, Yuan Zai turned around and walked towards the warehouse, acting vigorously and resolutely. Compared with before, he seemed to be a different person.
After a while, Bao Yi got the file as he wished. He opened it and checked it on the spot without caring about much.
The murder scene, the benefactor's confession, and the summary of the case are all recorded.
[One of the deceased was Fuxiang, a famous prostitute in Pingkangfang. There were no wounds on her body. She was suspected of falling to death]
This was the first conclusion given by Wu Hou and the bad guy. There was nothing surprising about it. After all, they didn't know how to do an autopsy. But when he saw the conclusion given by Wu Zuo, Bao Yi's heart skipped a beat and his brows knitted together.
[There are no abnormalities in the top of the head, forehead, hairline, forehead, and eyebrows. The eyes are closed, the eyelids are opened, the eyeballs are complete and intact, there is no blood in the mouth and nose, the teeth and tongue are all in the mouth, and there are no lumps or wounds on the body. , smooth skin】
[With Li Zheng’s permission, the whole body of the deceased was identified]
[No foreign matter remains in the body]
[No traces of poisoning]
In order to find out the cause of death, Wu Zuo first used a silver needle to detect poison, and then took the residual fluid from Fuxiang's stomach and intestines and fed it to the livestock, finally ruling out the possibility of poisoning.
No trauma?
She fell from the attic...
Isn't it really a sinister crime? As soon as he thought about this, Bao Canjun hurriedly turned the page, ignoring the scene records and looking directly at the conclusion:
There is no trace to be found, so it is suspected to be the work of ghosts and gods.
At this moment, Bao Yi's face was very ugly. He breathed a long sigh of relief and tried to calm down before raising his head: "Wannian County has nothing to do and can't find the real culprit. What about Dali Temple?"
Yuan Zai didn't know what he was paying attention to. He said frankly: "After the Shangyuan Festival, the temple minister and Shaoqing will make a decision. During this period, the case will be handled by Jingzhao Mansion."
There are many cases in Dali Temple, and they are all murder cases and important cases. It is impossible to focus on a certain case, unless the saint has a decree, or the temple minister or the young minister is interested in it.
"On Lantern Festival, how can they think about investigating the case? They have already accompanied the family to watch lanterns and play."
At this point, Bao Yi frowned and said in a somewhat aggressive tone: "General An is anxious to find out the truth, how should I explain it!"
He originally thought about organizing a manpower investigation by himself, but after reading the files, Bao Yi felt that he had no idea where to start. Since he was specialized in the art, he wanted to recruit a helper to get a piece of the pie.
Hearing the hint, a smile appeared on Yuan Zai's face, and his eyes said sincerely: "If you don't mind it, I'm willing to help, maybe you can help An Jiedu find out the truth."
"Aren't you going to be on duty?"
"I have many colleagues, so I can find someone to take care of them so that I won't get in the way." Yuan Zai cupped his hands and said.
Not long after, two figures walked out of Dali Temple side by side. As for the purpose, naturally they joined forces to investigate the case.
East of the city.
The black-maned horse snorted triumphantly because Lu Li had just asked someone to style its hair.
As the saying goes: Five-flowered horse, golden fur.
After careful pruning by the barbarian master, the black-maned horse became more and more elegant. The mane was cut into the shape of petals, with five petals in total. The body was also washed clean and equipped with various harnesses——
Not only that, there are also gold leaves hanging on the forehead, nose and cheeks.
Coupled with the extraordinary appearance of the divine horse, the black-maned horse felt that he was the most popular divine horse on the streets of Chang'an and should be allowed to be carried by his owner.
In fact, Lu Li also had this power, because the moment he came to this world, there was a star that was somehow connected to him.
Of course, the black-maned horse had not drifted to this level yet. Although it wanted to be rebellious, its strength did not allow it, so it could only carry Lu Li and wander slowly on the street.
Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty has a total of 108 squares and 38 main roads, all of which are more than 30 feet wide. Sophora willows are planted on both sides, and there are canals to separate the squares.
On weekdays, no matter how crowded there are, it doesn't look cramped, but that won't be the case today, and it will be even more so tomorrow.
Although the Shangyuan Festival is not yet here, every household in Chang'an is decorating lanterns, especially wealthy households, who invite skilled craftsmen into their homes in order to make a splash during the Shangyuan Festival.
In addition, envoys and businessmen from all over the world also went to the streets to purchase things needed for the festival: walnuts, pine nuts, persimmons, sugar, and snacks for shopping while admiring the lanterns.
"How big a splash can a city like Chang'an with more than thirty people make?"
Seeing tens of thousands of people wandering the streets, Lu Li thought of Pan Ming and Duke. After all, playing alone, it always felt like something was missing.
Unfortunately, this is not a collective action. Whether we can get together depends entirely on luck.
"I've met the temple minister."
Suddenly, a voice came from the side.
Could it be that the guards followed?
Lu Li glanced sideways, only to find that he had never seen the person behind him before.
He is about forty years old, has a strange face, and his clothes are very different from those of the Tang Dynasty, but he must not be a foreigner, because his Mandarin is extremely authentic.
"Who are you?"
"I'm with Chao Heng, and I'm going to save Zuo Buque."
"What's the matter?"
"I have admired the temple minister for a long time. I met you on the road today and came here to pay my respects."
At this moment, Chao Heng had already followed, but he was still half a horse behind Lu Li, and his respect was beyond words.
Seeing him like this, Lu Li couldn't drive him away. Since there was nothing going on, Quan should find someone to talk to.
"Where does Chao Qing plan to go?"
Hearing that the chief official of Dali Temple called him Qing, Chao Heng was deeply moved. He let go of the reins, crossed his hands and replied: "At the invitation of several friends, I went to Pingkangfang for a banquet."
Lu Li was quite surprised by this: "We happen to be on the way, are you going with us?"
This is true at all. He originally planned to go to Pingkangfang tomorrow to find a female companion, but looking at the huge crowds at the moment, he felt that if he went too late, the girls would probably already have appointments, and they would have to visit Chang'an alone by then. , it’s very boring, it’s better to act early.
"That's what you wish for." Chao Heng said with a smile.
After a while, the two became familiar with each other.
Lu Li couldn't help but ask, "This robe of yours is very novel. What is it?"
"Hometown specialty."
As he finished speaking, he might have thought of something. Chao Heng looked dazed and sighed: "Mojie wrote a poem some time ago, saying: I miss my family more during the festive season. In previous years, I would wear a round-neck robe when I went out to enjoy the lanterns. Recently I heard After saying this, I missed my hometown very much, so I specially put on a Japanese fur."
Japan?
Could it be that he met an envoy sent to Tang Dynasty?
In addition, isn’t Wang Wei’s poem “Missing your loved ones even more during festive seasons” written by Wang Wei? By the way, his courtesy name is Mojie.
Seeing Lu Li staring at his robe, Chao Henghui misunderstood and said with a proud face: "If the temple minister likes this fur, I will send someone to give you a new one in a few days. I gave you one a few days ago." I gave it to Li Taibai, and he was very happy."
Li Bai, also known as Taibai.
Wang Wei, also known as Mojie.
Obviously, this Chao Heng is not simple. In addition, he said that he was invited by a friend. Could this friend refer to Li Bai and the others?
If so, you can go and get acquainted with him and see how charming he is.
