Chapter 333 Undercurrent Surging

As the servants withdrew, the officials of Dali Temple raised their chopsticks to open the meal, chatting while eating.

Don't talk about government affairs, don't talk about anecdotes.

Although the oiran lady died, the disturbance left behind was not small.

Love kill?

Stealing?

Various speculations were put forward, and they became more and more colorful.

You must know that prostitution was common in the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, and there was a crossroad between Pingkangfang and the imperial city where the government offices of various ministries gathered, so it was very convenient for officials to go there to relax after finishing their official duties.

In other words.

Almost all the people present were old drivers, who had a few glasses of wine and kept talking dirty.

"Okay, the Shangyuan Festival is just around the corner. If it's time to take a rest, then go to take a rest. If it's time for a shift, then do a shift. Don't talk about the oiran, it's not too bad luck."

A clear voice sounded.

"Here."

"Here."

Seeing that Shaoqing Li Bing was not interested in this kind of glamorous murder, everyone shut up and sat cross-legged on the cushions, quietly eating the food in the hallway.

In fact, after listening to it for so long, Lu Li only knew that an oiran lady named Fuxiang died, and she was naked when she died.

After all, everyone was hearing the rumors, without any certainty, and he himself didn't want to bother to investigate the case, so he simply concentrated on tasting the free lunch on the plate and left the imperial city as soon as possible.

At this time, Li Bing, the imperial cat sitting next to him, swallowed a small dried fish, and asked again: "What are the arrangements for the Shangyuan Festival, Siqing?"

Hearing this, Lu Li was taken aback, feeling a little puzzled, and asked subconsciously, "What's the matter?"

"If there is any trouble, I will send someone to find Siqing." Li Bing took it for granted.

"..."

Lu Li was speechless for a while.

If I had known this before, I should have listened to Bai Xiao's suggestion and chose a noble official who would receive a salary from the court and enjoy various benefits without doing anything, instead of an official with political affairs to deal with.

In fact, Lu Li had a strong premonition: the holiday might be ruined, and there is a high probability that there will be some troubles.

"It's all about taking precautions, as long as there are no major incidents that will break the sky..."

But Li Bing saw Lu Li's displeasure, narrowed his cat's eyes, and said in a brisk tone, "I promise, no one will disturb Siqing's elegance."

"Tomorrow, I will go to the East and West cities, and the day after tomorrow I will go to Pingkangfang to invite a female companion to visit Qujiang. As for the night, I will naturally go to Qinzhengwu Building to enjoy the lanterns with the saint..."

Having a high official position is not without its benefits. Lu Li, a third-rank official, can at least spend the festive season with the emperor, enjoying the best food and scenery of this era.

Hearing this, Li Bing nodded and didn't ask any more questions, because he was also on the banquet list for the next day, and the two of them would meet each other at that time.

"Everyone, drink slowly, I have to take a step ahead."

Seeing that there was nothing to explain, Lu Li got up and left.

"Siqing Shangyuan Ankang."

"Siqing Shangyuan Ankang."

The officials along the road stopped their cups and tossed their chopsticks, hurriedly crossed their hands in salute, and watched the chief official of the temple go away.

Just like that, amidst the sound of blessings, Lu Li left the imperial city ahead of time, ready to wander around and enjoy the hard-won leisure.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the imperial city, a group of strong men with knives surrounded him and saluted him with crossed hands.

No more, no less, exactly forty-eight people.

The armored guards next to them didn't care about this, and the leader even nodded to them.

"Ah Lang, why did you come out so early today, do you want to go back to the official office?"

One came with a horse.

Woohoo!

Almost at the same time, there was a strange neighing sound, and the black-maned horse broke free from the rein, and rushed to Lu Li in an instant, and kept bowing its head to its master to show its intimacy.

"Shangyuan Xiumu, I won't go back to the official office, and I won't go back to the mansion for the time being. You all don't follow, go have fun on your own."

Lu Li casually dismissed the crowd around him. They were ordinary males near Chang'an. They had to serve in the military service every year. They guarded the homes of the officials, stood guard, and acted as guards.

Dali Temple Minister, a third-rank official, the imperial court will equip him with forty-eight strong defense cabinets to ensure safety.

"Alang, this..."

"Let's go, in broad daylight, is there anyone who dares to assassinate this official?"

Lu Li didn't bother to talk too much, so he jumped on his horse and galloped south along the road.

What a joke, who is qualified to protect him?

With the speed of the black-maned horse, Lu Li quickly disappeared from the sight of the guards and lost his track.

at the same time.

In the west of the city, Yiningfang, where the official office of Dali Temple is located.

Commenting on the matter, Yuan Zai turned back to the left and right, and looked at the solid figure beside him: "Bao Canjun will go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, what exactly are you going to say?"

Hearing this, the man named Bao Canjun forced a smile and said, "The Shangyuan Festival is coming, and the whole of Chang'an is peaceful and happy, what can be the matter? Yuan Pingshi don't need to be nervous."

And Yuan Zai nodded, didn't answer, and looked at the visitor silently.

"It's really nothing serious. It's just that when I went to court, I heard that Lady Fuxiang was murdered and died. Alas, I met her once before. She was really beautiful... I was feeling grateful for the past, and just took a rest in the afternoon. I came to Dali Temple to see what happened. What happened."

Yuan Zai is thin and thin, wearing a loose blue official robe, he has a somewhat fairy-like feeling, but his eyebrows are not very good-looking, and this frown makes the slant worse.

Call the dossier.

This matter is very easy, there is no need to ask Shaoqing for instructions, let alone Dali Cheng who stayed behind in the temple, he can handle the matter by himself.

But why did Bao Canjun come to Dali Temple for an oiran? It's definitely not because of any gratitude, this guy is a rough guy, how can he be so elegant?

"Oiran?"

Thinking of this, Yuan Zai was at a loss: "Who knows that my wife was murdered? Why didn't someone know. It is estimated that Wannian County has not yet submitted the dossier..."

When a homicide occurred in Pingkangfang, the reporter must first report to Marquis Wu Xunjie, and Marquis Wu will then report to Lizheng, and then Marquis Wu and the bad guys will go to the scene to investigate and confirm who the deceased is. . If it is a commoner in Qianshou, it will be handled by the magistrate of Wannian County, who will visit and investigate and send officials to examine the corpse.

In addition, there is Jing Zhaoyin between Dali Temple and Wannian County, and the murder case happened only one day later. It is almost impossible for the dossier to appear in Dali Temple, unless...

"Yuan Ping, don't lie to me. I just came out of the Wannian County Government Office." Bao Canjun's complexion darkened, and his voice was a little hoarse: "They said that this case was bizarre and difficult, and it was suspected to be the work of evil spirits. It happened an hour ago. Handed over to Dali Temple for processing."

There was anxiety in his tone.

Apparently, the thoughtful Yuan Zai noticed this, especially when the other party clearly stated that he had been to the Wannian County Government Office.

May I ask, who can do this to an oiran who has only met once?

Yuan Zai didn't answer directly, but pointed out: "Bao Canjun, I think you can be more honest."

Bao Canjun's eyes dodged.

Seeing this, Yuan Zai decided to take another dose of strong medicine, and said slowly: "This official has just taken over, and I don't know whether the files are in the warehouse. If he joins the army and is willing to treat each other frankly, so will Yuan Zai."

"By the way, during the Lantern Festival, most of my colleagues are taking a rest, and one person is in charge of guarding this dossier..."

There will be another chapter later, try to update more