"I've seen the Dharma." Seeing Chen Luo approaching, the six heads of the police who were looking for clues nearby all saluted.
"No need to be polite." Chen Luo waved his hand and walked directly to the body. Perhaps because of the temperature near the cold spring, Tang An's body was well preserved and looked like he was asleep.
"What have you found?" Chen Luo asked. The man stood up, saluted, and said, "Returning to Dharma, it can be initially determined that the cause of Tang Zhuangyuan's death was that his internal organs were shattered by a blow. This is not the first place. on site."
"When he was attacked, Tang Zhuangyuan tried to form a defense by condensing his awe-inspiring righteousness, but the gap in strength between him and the murderer was too great, the defense was broken, and the trauma to his limbs was also caused at that time."
"After being attacked, Tang Zhuangyuan immediately launched a space escape method such as the 'Thousand Miles of Wind Talisman', but the murderer interfered with the space during the teleportation, so he suffered space chaos, which aggravated his injuries. He eventually died of his injuries.”
Chen Luo nodded and asked, "Can you confirm the murderer's cultivation level?"
Wuzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "There is a gap in combat power between the same level, and the attack may be blessed by treasures. It is difficult to make an accurate judgment based on the current situation alone."
"But judging from the corpse, there is no doubt that the person who took action was a Confucian sect."
At this time, Gongsun Bo stepped forward and said: "The great scholar of Chunqiu Hall once traced Tang An's traces, but found that his whereabouts had been erased by the power of rules. According to the estimate of the great scholar, the murderer had at least a second-level cultivation level. "
"At least second-grade?" Chen Luo frowned slightly. A second-grade scholar can be regarded as a famous person in Daxuan. Some wealthy family heads are also of this grade. But this is at least, that is to say, it may still be a first-grade level.
At the first level, even the living saints are at the level of powerful elders or even family heads.
It seems that there is quite a lot of involvement behind this.
Of course it's not a questing realm. Otherwise, even if he faced the weakest quest situation, Tang An would be killed immediately with one blow, leaving no possibility of escape.
Chen Luo looked at the place where the body was originally buried and sighed: "So, he was randomly teleported here, but he met a kind person who buried him."
Gongsun Bo nodded: "If Tang An was already dead when we met that person, then the other person should just recognize Tang An's identity. But the other person knew Tang An's identity, but secretly reported the case to Kaifeng Mansion, which shows..."
Chen Luo said: "It means that when he saw Tang An, Tang An was not dead. Not only was he not dead, but he might have told him the identity of the murderer."
"The reporter didn't want to get involved in the whirlpool, so he chose to bury Tang An hastily."
"As for why I came here to report the crime again..."
Chen Luo and Gongsun Bo looked at each other and said in unison: "People's hearts!"
They could imagine that a kind-hearted person was worried about getting involved in disputes, but at the same time he didn't want to see Tang An die silently. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
In the end, a compromise approach was adopted.
Report the crime, but don’t show up!
"Although this place is remote, there are many people who practice coldness, people who travel around the mountains and rivers, and people who get water to make tea. It is difficult to determine the identity of the person who buried Tang An." Gongsun Bo sighed softly.
"Or invite the great scholar of Chunqiu Hall to come and take a look." Chen Luo said.
Gongsun Bo glanced at Chen Luo, his words stuck in his throat.
Only this Chen Zhuguo dared to use Chunqiu Hall like this.
Chunqiu Hall, what is that place?
That is where human history is witnessed.
That is where the great historians gathered.
That is the strongest point in the entire human race.
The great scholars in the historians look at people with a proud attitude.
How about your generation of emperors? So what if you are a genius? In the long river of history, it is just a rising wave.
Even if they are semi-saints, if something bad happened before they were canonized, they will tell the truth.
What's more, the magical power of time retrieval was originally a magical power to help historians trace the truth of history. This magical power will cause the long river of time to flow backwards, which will backfire on the historians themselves, so they will only use it when verifying historical events.
Last time Chen Luo wrote a letter asking Chunqiu Tang to help investigate Tang An's whereabouts, it was already out of line. Now that you are investigating a case, let the historian go back to it.
Or let Chunqiu Tang handle the case in the future.
In other words, if it were someone else who dared to talk to Chunqiu Tang like this, he would be directly criticized back without saying anything. He would be rated as "mediocre and incompetent" in the history books!
Chen Luo touched his chin and said casually: "Let them witness the historical moment of the first guillotine."
Isn’t it Chunqiu Hall?
The historians and scholars in it are all talented and well-spoken. I like them very much.
The important thing is that those people are really easy to satisfy!
"Let Liumen investigate further." Gongsun Bo coughed and suggested.
You are noble and powerful. The great historians will not arrange you in any way, but I, Gongsun Bo, still want to face you.
What if there is a slight record in the history books that says, "Bo was appointed deputy prime minister in vain, without the ability to assist, and stole a high position with an old man", then do I still need this posthumous reputation?
"Then... okay." Seeing Gongsun Bo's insistence, Chen Luo nodded.
…
News of the murder of the new top scholar spread quickly in Zhongjing City and sparked heated discussions. Regarding this, Chen Luo did not think about prohibiting it.
The so-called concealment is the breeding ground for rumors.
Soon, a public notice was posted on Six Doors, acknowledging the fact that Tang An was murdered, and saying that it was under investigation and please wait for the truth.
For a time, the case received unprecedented attention.
…
In the evening, all the six detectives who had been searching Yunyan Valley for a whole day had their eyes bloodshot and frighteningly red.
This is the symptom left behind after using the "clues" of the six-door official technique continuously.
At this time, a temporary office lobby was set up in Yunyan Valley. The tables in the lobby were filled with leaves, stones, soil, and flower petals. At this time, these objects had been classified and arranged according to certain rules.
Xiao Changfeng rubbed his eye sockets that were almost bleeding and breathed a sigh of relief.
"How is it? Is there any result?" Chen Luo, who had finished handling official duties for the day, came to Yunyan Valley again, but when he saw the situation of the police officers, he frowned slightly.
"I'm asking you to step up the investigation, I'm not asking you to spend your life to investigate. Tomorrow I'll go to the editorial office of Daxuan Min Newspaper, and each person will receive three hundred taels of silver to buy some things to make up for it."
"Faxiang, this is against the rules..." Xiao Changfeng stepped forward and saluted, "It is my job to investigate the case..."
"This is a reward, I'm really happy!" Chen Luo said this and stopped worrying about it. He asked, "Have you found anything?"
Speaking of business, Xiao Changfeng looked solemn, nodded, led Chen Luo to the table, pointed to the pile of debris on the table and said: "I was about to report to the Dharma Minister. You see, these are all contaminated A very upright object.”
"We made a classification based on the strength and dissipation of the righteousness above."
Afterwards, Xiao Changfeng took Chen Luo to the other end of the table, pointed to the weeds and gravel above and said, "The aura of awe in these items matches the death time of Tang Zhuangyuan given by Mr. Wu Zuo."
"We have initially determined that the other party is in the fifth-grade Master Realm."
"Calculating the journey of a fifth-level master to Yunyan Valley from the time of Tang Zhuangyuan's death, within half an hour before and after that time, by investigating the entrance and exit records of Zhongjing City Gate, we found a total of five people."
"Among these five people, three of them are traveling far away and have not left the official path, and there are only two left."
"One is Mrs. Wang Qifeng of Zheliu Academy, and the other is Lu Ada, a servant of the Lu family in Zhongjing!"
"Thank you for your hard work!" Chen Luo nodded, "Brothers, go back and have a good rest. I will remember your merits."
All the detectives present were stunned when they heard Chen Luo's words.
What?
Did the Dharma Prime Minister call us brothers?
Damn, it was worth it!
"It's not hard work, we can still do it!" said one of the detectives, "Let's go find those two people now. We will definitely find more clues today."
Chen Luo waved his hand and said: "There are other implications behind this matter. Your Majesty and the people are also paying close attention to it. The truth will be dealt with personally."
"Everyone go back and rest."
…
Zhongjing, late at night.
A carriage was driving slowly on the avenue of Zhongjing City.
In the carriage, Gongsun Bo looked at Chen Luo who had his eyes closed and was concentrating, and asked: "Faxiang, how can you be sure that the person who reported the crime must be Lu Ada?"
Chen Luo opened his eyes and said, "Mr. Gongsun doesn't know something. When I first entered the capital, I met Mrs. Wang several times, and Zheliu Academy has a close relationship with Daxuan Minbao."
"If it is really Mrs. Wang who discovered Tang An, even if he doesn't want to get involved, he can still inform Kong Tianfang, the president of Zheliu Academy."
"The head of the Confucius Institute is a disciple of the Confucius family, so he doesn't have so many scruples."
Gongsun Bo heard this, nodded, and started talking about the Lu family: "Speaking of the Lu family, if we trace the bloodline, they are distant relatives of Mr. Fang Weng, and they are also a wealthy family. There are many great scholars in the family from generation to generation, but In Zhongjing, a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, there is no mountain and no water. During the reign of Emperor Wu, there was a deputy prime minister who served as the main hall, but when Emperor Wu died, he resigned."
"The current head of the family, Lu Kang, is four in seventy. He broke through to the second-grade Confucian realm four years ago. I met him once at a cultural meeting two years ago. His potential has been exhausted. I am afraid he will stop at the second-grade Confucian realm in this life."
"Breaking through the second level before the age of 100 is considered very good." Chen Luo commented.
During the conversation, the carriage stopped, and the coachman's voice came in, saying: "Zhu Guo, the deputy prime minister, is here."
Chen Luo and Gongsun Bo stepped out of the carriage. At this time, the door of Lu Mansion was half open. An old man with white hair and beard stood at the door. After seeing Chen Luo and Gongsun Bo, he quickly saluted and said: "My lord, Lu Kang, has met Chen Zhuguo. I’ve met Deputy Prime Minister Gongsun.”
"Because I was not allowed to make a big show of my order due to the partial order, I had no choice but to half-open the door and welcome you here."
Chen Luo stepped forward to help Lu Kang up and said, "We were rude when Wei Ye came to visit."
Lu Kang smiled and shook his head: "Zhu Guo is thinking about my Lu family. I understand. Let's go into the room and talk."
With that said, Lu Kang led Chen Luo and Gongsun Bo into the mansion.
…
The main hall of the Lu Mansion was brightly lit with candles, but there were only four people in the main hall: Chen Luo, Gongsun Bo, Lu Kang, and Lu Ada.
"I know that this anonymous complaint cannot be hidden from the discerning eyes of your lords." Lu Kang first cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me, Zhu Guo and the Deputy Prime Minister, for my cowardly act of the Lu family!"
"It's not the family master's fault." Lu Ada said at this time, "I discovered the person and caused the incident. It has nothing to do with the family master."
"My conscience was stubborn and I couldn't help but tell the head of the family."
Lu Kang shook his head: "I'm not afraid of bullying."
"After studying benevolence and righteousness all my life, I finally dared to file a complaint anonymously. I didn't even dare to mention the other party's name. I was worried about being implicated and had to bother you all to dig out the cocoon."
At this time, Chen Luo and Gongsun Bo looked at each other, and both saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes.
To make the Lu family so scared, it seems that they know quite a bit of news!
"The head of the Lu family has misunderstood." Chen Luo said out loud, "I won't tell anyone about the Lu family's affairs. It's just a pity that this way I won't be able to claim credit for the Lu family."
"You don't have to take credit!" Lu Kang waved his hand quickly, then smiled bitterly, "Ada, tell me what you know."
Lu Ada nodded, saluted Chen Luo and Gongsun Boy, and said: "That day, when I saw Tang Zhuangyuan, he was already dying. He seemed to be just waiting for someone and holding his breath."
"Before he died, he told me that his real name was Tang Anshi."
"The person who killed him, Qing'an Mansion, An..."
"I didn't say the last name completely, so I died."
"Qing'an Mansion, surnamed An!" Gongsun Bo frowned suddenly when he heard this. He looked at Lu Kang, "Is it that An?"
Lu Kang shook his head: "I don't know."
"But what if..."
Chen Luo looked cute at this time.
What?
settle down?
Is it awesome?
Who is better than the Fang family?
But I am Zhu Guo, and they sound like I am famous. Gongsun Bo doesn’t care, but I can’t lose face in front of Lu Kang.
I won't ask, I have to hold on tight.
Thinking this, Chen Luo also frowned, looking thoughtful.
…
"Anjia, generally refers to Anjia in Qishui!" After getting the information from the Lu family, Chen Luo dragged Chen Xiliang to the back garden for drinking as soon as he returned home and asked about the situation of Anjia.
Chen Xiliang took a sip of wine and looked at Chen Luo: "He is a good log with a strong trust."
"Are they saints?" Chen Luo asked.
"Yes, Saint Clan." Chen Xiliang nodded, "Half Saint An Zijie, nicknamed Qishui Weng. Speaking of which, your master Zhu Sheng also needed his guidance before he was canonized."
"The An family's family study is the Book of Songs, and they are also seekers of etiquette. However, their etiquette is different from Fang etiquette. What they pursue is ancient etiquette."
"So the family tradition is simple. If you learn well, you will be an ancient gentleman; if you don't learn well, you will be pedantic and stubborn!"
Chen Xiliang took another sip of wine: "You really can't blame the Lu family for being timid. The ancestor of the An family is one of the three thousand disciples of Kong Sheng. Although he is not ranked among the seventy-two sages, he is still a famous disciple. "
"Before Fang Li, An Li was also a great road, and many people benefited from it."
"Furthermore, Qishui Weng is not an ordinary half-saint. When I was still studying, I heard that he had passed through the realm of sainthood. Now that he has spent six years on the way to the first question, I am afraid that he has touched the threshold of the second question. ”
Chen Luo scratched his head and looked at Chen Xiliang: "Mr. Chen, why do I think you seem very happy?"
"Of course I'm happy." Chen Xiliang said with a smile, "If it is really his clan who committed the crime, if you dare to catch the murderer, he will be stabbed to death in Kaifeng Mansion!"
"My confusion about the holy path will hopefully be solved."
"How can I be unhappy?"
"Hahahaha, it's so obvious!"
"It's not that simple." Chen Luo rolled his eyes at Chen Xiliang and said, "Mr. Gongsun said that there are sixteen or seventeen Kaifu families with the surname An in Qing'an Prefecture, among which there are second-grade or above great Confucians, except for Qishui Anjia, I can count seven or eight families."
"It's not necessarily Qishui Anjia."
Chen Xiliang didn't care: "If not, what do I have to lose?"
"But, what are you going to do next?"
Chen Luo poured himself a glass of wine: "The only clue we have now is Tang Anshi's identity. Since he can get the top prize, Tang Anshi must not be an unknown person in the local area."
"Then Tang Anshi is obviously hiding from someone. He was able to enter the imperial examination room even though he was hiding a word. Someone must have tampered with the local examination papers for him."
"In addition, there must be a motive for killing. Especially when chasing someone to Zhongjing to kill him, his persistence in killing is no small matter."
"We can only go to the local area and check again."
Chen Xiliang: "Who will investigate? If Qishui Anjia is really involved, the current six doors may be incompetent."
Chen Luo poured a glass of wine for Chen Xiliang and said with a smile: "Tomorrow the Dongcang Opera Troupe plans to go to the Luozhou Opera Troupe to perform "The Case of the Beauty". I will go with you to have a look."
"On the Zhongjing side, I also hope that Mr. Chen can help cover things up and make it look like I'm still in Zhongjing!"
Chen Xiliang thought for a moment and nodded: "Would you like a private visit incognito?"
"That's an idea."
"But safety still needs to be considered. Who do you plan to take with you?"
"Bao Qingtian in your book still has a bodyguard for his solo exhibition!"
…
At the same time, under the barbarian world.
There had just been a night attack. One group of barbarians attacked another group and won. At this time, they were drinking heavily, eating meat, and dancing around the fire.
Surte's heart was filled with excitement as he looked at this lush grassland.
Who would have thought that his Sirte tribe was still a small tribe with only a dozen warriors a year ago and could become extinct at any time.
Following the Battle of Taiping City in last year's Winter Battle, the Khan tribe's hunting began after Ilisa Khan cut off his banner.
This is a carnival belonging to the barbarians. Whoever gathers a new Khan's banner first will be the new Khan to replace Ilisa. Who doesn’t want to be a new Khan, or be part of a new Khan?
It's just that Sirte never dreamed that this suffering destined for a weak tribe like theirs would actually cause them to suffer.
In just one year, his tribe has grown to tens of thousands of people, and even his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds with Mantian's continuous rewards, reaching the level of a third-level Barbarian King!
Now, he has become a word-of-mouth hero among the barbarians, and the royal family has offered extremely generous offers to win over him.
However, he understood that this was not due to his own ability, but all of this was due to that person!
Surte raised his head and looked into the distance. There was no one there, but he knew that that person was there, looking at him and his tribe.
He didn't understand how such a person could exist. Although he is obviously very weak, with only a fifth-grade cultivation level, he is able to lead his tribe invincibly, and snowballs step by step to reach the current scale.
I'm afraid the barbarian nobles still don't know that in the end, his choice has nothing to do with him and entirely depends on that person's thoughts.
Human race, Taiping student, Wang Xuance!
…
"Brother Ji, are you leaving?" Wang Xuance, a somewhat young and mature man in the hunting barbaric wind, asked as he looked at the cold swordsman in front of him.
Ji Zhong nodded: "I just received the news that the young master has returned to Daxuan, and is now sitting in a remote place, occupying the position of Dharma Prime Minister. My experience in Barbarian Heaven is over, and it's time to go back and do my guard duty."
"Well! Take care, Brother Ji." Wang Xuance bowed his hands and saluted, "I appreciate your care during this period."
Ji Zhong shook his head and helped Wang Xuance up: "You are in Mantian, so it is better to be careful. After I leave, other martial arts disciples will come to help you and will also bring you new military books."
"You also know about the Tomb of the Living Dead. Once you encounter danger, call Mrs. Ying and return to Dongcang from the Tomb of the Living Dead."
After finishing speaking, Ji Zhong looked at the barbarian tribe again and sighed softly: "Thank you for your hard work."
Wang Xuance shook his head: "It's not hard to create peace!"
"If possible, I would rather our generation suffer all the hardships of future generations."
Ji Zhong patted Wang Xuance on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Young master will definitely do it."
Wang Xuance nodded: "I know, so I am full of hope."
Ji Zhong took a step back and bowed his hands: "See you later."
"See you later!"
Ji Zhong moved and disappeared.
Wang Xuance took a long breath and was about to take a sip of wine when he heard a conversation coming from somewhere.
"Is it recorded?"
"It's boring. There's no hugging or crying. What's the use of recording it!"
"Who!" Wang Xuance frowned and shouted coldly.
At this time, the space was distorted, and two young men in their early twenties were quickly revealed. One had red hair, and the other had a smile on his face, looking very sincere.
They both raised their hands and saluted.
"Martial Arts Disciple Ye Fan!"
"Martial Arts Disciple Su Yu!"
"According to the orders of the Martial Academy, I will take over from Mr. Ji and come to help Senior Wang!"
…
Daxuan, Zhongjing.
As soon as the sky got slightly brighter, the large car loaded with equipment and actors drove towards the outside of Zhongjing City.
In response to the requests of people from all over the country, Dongcang Theater once again launched a national tour.
First stop: Luozhou!
…
"Sister, are we not going to continue burying people in Zhongjing?" In the valley, a huge fog beast ran in one direction while carrying a sleeping woman on its back.
"What are you burying..." Ling Chuchu turned over on the back of the Wuli beast, looking like she was still asleep, lying on her back and sleeping, and said confusedly, "My little brother is going out to bury someone..."
"Anyway, if you follow him, he has no experience, so we will check it for him!"
Mist Beast nodded: "I want it!"
After saying that, Wuli Beast kicked off all four legs and crossed a wide mountain stream. From a distance, the Dongcang Theater's cart could be seen moving forward on the official road ahead...
(End of chapter)
