Li Ke's voice was so loud that it tore up the warm atmosphere of the scene in an instant.
ah? Loose soil? How can we describe the behavior of literati and poets who come to Pingkangfang as loosening the soil?
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the poets were in a commotion:
"How can something vulgar and refined be called loose soil?"
"Loose soil? This word is indeed vivid, but it can be done but cannot be said."
"Hate, hate, hate."
"Vulgar and vulgar, so vulgar."
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The sluts avoided Li Ke like flies, and everyone hurried away in disgust. Among them, the skilled ones even took the time to roll their eyes at Li Ke...
The elegant and gentle environment of Pingkangfang Gate was ruined by Li Ke's words.
Seeing that Li Ke was so despised, Fang Zheng was filled with relief: "Look, who doesn't hate you?"
As for Li Zhi and Tian Luming, these two guys were blushing and trying hard to pretend that they didn't know Li Ke.
You can make noise as you like in Pingkangfang, but not at the gate, because facing the gate is the Imperial College.
I don’t know what the Imperial College was thinking, but there was also a door opened in front of the main gate of Pingkangfang. On the forehead of the door, there were four big characters hanging in an unceremonious manner: Gentle and prosperous land.
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"Etiquette!" A passing old man in a robe whispered to Li Ke, and then ran away like a fly.
"Be polite!" A luxurious guy also reminded Li Ke in a low voice, and then ran away like a fly.
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Fang Zheng looked at Li Ke proudly: "Look, look, who thinks highly of you?"
Li Ke thought, isn't it just a hoe? This can also make literati and poets look like flies? You must be too thin-skinned.
Fortunately, Tian Luming finally overcame his shame and came over to show his badge: "Dali Temple handles the case", which finally relieved the embarrassment.
Li Ke looked back at Fang Zheng, who had just satisfied his contemptuous desire, and was quite confused.
But Li Zhihou dragged Li Ke anxiously: "Your Majesty, it's not worth the delay here. Come with me quickly."
There are too many celebrities and distinguished guests here. It is not good to be laughed at. If it is not done well, it will become a joke in Chang'an.
Fortunately, Li Ke was thick-skinned and relaxed as soon as he entered the workshop.
In Pingkangfang, there are countless flags of various colors, high and low. The long flags float slowly, like a flowing sea, and the cloud towers seem to be located among the sea of clouds.
The music and drums are playing softly all around, and the occasional chirping of warblers and swallows seems to float on the breeze, which makes people feel happy.
I don’t know which architect’s whimsical idea was able to design such a pattern and transform the land of gods into the human world...
"Hey, Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?" Tian Luming reminded Li Ke with a face that he was here to investigate the case today.
ah? Li Ke looked up and saw a large horizontal plaque: Qinfeng Courtyard.
It's official!
And it was really windy. There was a pedal blower in the corner. When the doorman saw a guest coming, he immediately stepped on it and blew a gust of wind.
Ah, Rumu... I don’t know why the wind blows in the winter?
The old madam waved the red silk silk and said enthusiastically: "Oh, the guests are here. Do you want to listen to music and soak your feet, or do you want to ride..."
Tian Luming interrupted: "Investigate the case!"
ah? Investigation? The madam was shocked, and the blower behind her suddenly stopped.
The atmosphere turned upside down, no one would welcome such a guest.
The madam changed her expression like a money-seeker and said, "What are you investigating to solve a case? Investigate a shitty case." He walked all the way to the backyard and was still mumbling, "The world is getting worse, the world is getting worse..."
The backyard is busy.
Tian Luming followed the madam's finger and approached a sad-looking woman: "Are you Qiuniang?"
Qiuniang is the woman Li Tai once operated on, but she has stopped accepting customers since the bloody disaster, and now works full-time as a laundry woman in the backyard.
Qiuniang wiped her hands and stood up weakly: "My little lady... doesn't accept guests." Then she looked at the madam with confusion.
The old bustard tossed up the silk and said, "When the officials from Dali Temple ask questions, they will tell you whatever they have."
Tian Luming also said not to be too nervous.
But as soon as Qiuniang found out that it was Li Tai's case, she immediately burst into tears: "Oh~ Mr. Di has already dealt with it for so many years, why do you want to do it again?"
Detective Wei Chigong was very proud. Even if he just mentioned his name, Tian Luming was so shocked that he stood up straight.
The case involving Qiuniang has been closed for a long time and was closed under the instructions of the former emperor. It is very challenging to bring it out now.
The old bustard muttered at the side, "That's right, that's an ironclad case."
Tian Luming was speechless. As usual, he just wanted to briefly ask about the situation back then. Unexpectedly, it made Qiuniang so excited.
Looking at the woman who was sitting down and looking sad, Li Zhi and Li Ke looked at each other.
However, the past case was not important. Li Ke stepped forward and asked, "Has Li Tai come to see Qiuniang again?"
This is very important. As long as Li Tai can be found, it is very likely to find out Wu Meiniang's context.
"Li Tai?" Qiuniang cried out in sorrow, burying her head in a hoarse whimper as her legs moved violently.
No one can continue to ask questions in this situation.
The old bustard next to him couldn't stand it and came out to help: "Hey guys, everyone else has been sentenced to Lingzhou, why don't you let them go?"
It seems that Qiuniang still doesn’t know the latest situation in the Sand Prison. There are only painful and uncontrollable cries in the whole backyard...
Li Ke regretted disturbing this sad woman. Maybe Qiuniang and Li Tai did have a good relationship.
Tian Luming and Li Zhi looked at each other and shook their heads, making no progress.
As the madam muttered that "the world is going downhill," the blower in the doorway started roaring again, and the cold wind blew the three of them out of the door.
Fang Zheng from Pingkangfang in the distance poked his head around, not knowing what he was looking at, but since someone came to investigate the case, Fang Zheng naturally would not be indifferent.
Li Ke looked back at the words Qinfengyuan and frowned in deep thought.
Perhaps, Li Tailang has a strong heart and is unwilling to let Qiuniang get involved in the whirlpool again.
Perhaps, Li Tai did not return to Chang'an, or even...maybe was not in Guanzhong.
I couldn't figure out which one was more important, the princess's little dog or Li Tai, so I could only follow him from a distance and poke my head around.
Guan Dalu soon made new discoveries and found that people from the Ministry of Punishment were also following him.
Perhaps the princess's little oil engineer was more important, otherwise it would be impossible for Chang'an County officials, Dali Temple officials and Ministry of Punishment personnel to gather in one place.
Guan Dalu was very sure that the little dog was the top target of all the agencies handling the case. After all, the Queen Mother had just returned to Chang'an. Who wouldn't want to do something good at this time?
It's embarrassing for Tang Dynasty officials to search for pets, but Princess Jinyang's little oiler is not an ordinary pet. It is a reward for advancement, a reward, and a rice bowl. After all, it is not shabby to eat.
Guan Dalu was very satisfied with his reasoning, because he had made a new discovery, and officials from Wannian County also came.
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"Oops!" Li Ke exclaimed and was startled, almost hitting the big shadow flying past in front of him.
