Chapter 334 Poetry Immortal

Leopard Taowei joins 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 catch up with some noble people, and since then, he has been on the rise...

Under Yuan Zai's scrutiny, Commander Bao Can sighed, and said helplessly: "This oiran's fragrance and Pinglu Jiedu make Anlu Mountain old. Invited this Fuxiang as a female companion."

During the Shangyuan Festival, it is definitely a respectable thing to invite a famous geisha lady in the city to accompany her.

It's a pity that the oiran Fuxiang was murdered before the news was made public, and he was still without a trace when he died. Where does this make An Lushan face?

While taking advantage of the fact that the news was not confirmed, he hastily denied that he invited Fu Xiang as his female companion, while secretly sending someone to investigate. And in order to avoid gossip, An Lushan did not send out his own henchmen, but found an eyeliner who had rarely been in contact with him——

Bao Taowei joined the army and Bao Yi.

On the side, Yuan Zai, who knew the inside story, nodded and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the matter of An Jiedu envoy, join the army and wait a while, so I will go to the file warehouse."

After saying that, Yuan Zai turned around and walked towards the warehouse. He acted vigorously. Compared with before, he seemed to be a different person.

After a while, Bao Yi got the file as he wished, and opened it to check it on the spot without caring too much.

The circumstances of the murder scene, the confession of the benefactor, and the summary of the case are all recorded on it.

[The deceased was a famous prostitute in Pingkang Square, Fuxiang, with no wounds on his body, suspected to have fallen to his death]

This was the first conclusion given by Marquis Wu and the bad guys. There was nothing unusual about it. After all, they didn't know how to do an autopsy, but when they saw the conclusion given by Wu Zuo, Bao Yi's heart skipped a beat, and his brows frowned.

[There is no abnormality in the center of the crown, the blotch, the hairline, the forehead, and the two eyebrows, the eyes are closed, the eyelids are opened, the eyeballs are complete and complete, there is no blood on the nose and mouth, the teeth and tongue are complete in the mouth, and there are no lumps or wounds on the body , smooth skin]

[With the permission of Lizheng, the whole body of the deceased was verified]

【No foreign matter residue in the body】

【No trace of poisoning】

In order to find out the cause of death, Wu Zuo first used silver needles to detect the poison, and then took the residual liquid from the stomach and intestines of Fuxiang to feed it to livestock, and finally ruled out the possibility of poisoning.

No trauma?

She fell from the attic...

It can't be really evil, can it? With this in mind, Bao Canjun hastily turned a page, ignoring the on-site records and directly looking at the conclusion:

There is no trace to be found, and it is suspected of ghosts and gods.

At this moment, Bao Yi's face was very ugly. He let out a long sigh of relief, tried to calm himself down, and then raised his head: "The magistrate of Wannian County has nothing to do, and the real culprit cannot be found. What about Dali Temple?"

Yuan Zai didn't know what he was paying attention to, and said frankly: "After the Shangyuan Festival, the Siqing and Shaoqing will make a decision on their own. During this period, the Jingzhao Mansion is in charge of the case."

There are many cases accumulated 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 and Shaoqing are interested in it.

"Shangyuan Festival, they don't have the heart to investigate the case, they have already accompanied the family to watch the lanterns and play."

Speaking of this, Bao Yi frowned, and his tone was a little angry: "General An is in a hurry to find out the truth, how should I explain!"

Originally, he thought about organizing a manpower investigation by himself, but after reading the file, Bao Yi felt that he couldn't do anything, and since he specialized in surgery, he wanted to recruit a helper to take a share of the pie.

Hearing the hint, a smile appeared on Yuan Zai's face, and he said sincerely, "If you don't dislike it, I'm willing to help, and maybe I can help An Jiedu find out the truth."

"Aren't you going to be on duty?"

"I have a lot of colleagues, so I can find someone to take care of it on my behalf. It won't get in the way." Yuan Zai cupped his hands.

Not long after, the two figures walked out of Dali Temple side by side. As for the purpose, it was natural to jointly investigate the case.

east of the city.

The black-maned horse snorted triumphantly, because Lu Li had just had its hair done.

As the saying goes: Five-flowered horses, thousands of golden furs.

After being carefully pruned by the barbarian master, the black-maned horse has become more and more handsome. The mane has been cut into petal shapes, with five petals in total. The body has also been washed clean and equipped with various harnesses——

Not only that, there are gold leaves hanging on the forehead, nose and cheeks.

Coupled with the extraordinary appearance of the horse, the black-maned horse feels that it is the most fashionable horse on the streets of Chang'an, and the owner should let it carry it.

In fact, Lu Li also has this strength, because the moment he came to this world, there was a star that had a connection with him in the dark.

Of course, the black-maned horse hadn't drifted to this level yet, although it wanted to rebel, but its strength didn't allow it, so it could only stroll slowly on the street with Lu Li on its back.

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, with locust willows planted on both sides, and there are canals separating the squares.

On weekdays, even if there are many people, it will not appear narrow, but it will not work today, and it will be even more so tomorrow.

Although it is not yet the Shangyuan Festival, every household in Chang'an is arranging lanterns, especially the wealthy households, and they invite skilled craftsmen into their homes in order to show off during the Shangyuan Festival.

In addition, envoys and businessmen from all over the world also took to the streets to purchase things needed for the festival: walnuts, pine nuts, persimmons, sugar, and snacks, so that they can be used when shopping and admiring the lanterns.

"In such a huge city of Chang'an, with more than 30 people, how much waves can it splash?"

Seeing tens of thousands of people roaming the streets, Lu Li thought of Pan Ming and Duke. After all, playing alone felt like something was missing.

It's a pity that this time it's not a collective action. Whether we can get together depends entirely on luck.

"Meet the minister."

Suddenly, a voice came from the side.

Could it be that the guards followed?

Lu Li looked sideways, but found that the person behind him had never seen him before.

He is about forty years old, has a strange face, and his clothes are very different from those of Tang people, but he should not be of a foreign race, because his official language is extremely authentic.

"Who are you?"

"Under Chaoheng, Zuo Buque under the door."

"What is it?"

"I have admired Siqing for a long time, and I will meet you in the Tao today, so I am here to pay my respects."

At this moment, Chao Heng had already followed, but was still half a horse behind Lu Li, and his respect was beyond words.

Seeing this, it's not easy for Lu Li to drive him away. There is nothing left and right, so he should find someone to talk to.

"Where is Chao Qing planning to go?"

Hearing that the chief official of Dali Temple called himself Qing, Chao Heng was quite moved. He let go of the rein, crossed his hands and replied, "At the invitation of some friends, I went to Pingkang Fang for a banquet."

Lu Li was quite surprised by this: "It just happens to be on the way, let's go together?"

This statement is not false at all, he originally planned to go to Pingkangfang to find a female companion tomorrow, but seeing the crowds of people, he felt that if he went late, the girls probably already had appointments, and then he would have to visit Chang'an alone , It is very boring, it is better to act early.

"That's what I want." Chao Heng said with a smile.

After a while, the two became familiar.

Lu Li couldn't help but asked, "This robe of yours is very novel, what exactly is it?"

"Hometown specialty."

At the end of the sentence, Xu thought of something, Chao Heng was in a trance, and sighed: "Mojie wrote a poem some time ago, which said: I miss my relatives every festive season. After reading this sentence, I really missed my hometown, so I changed into a Japanese fur specially."

Japan?

Could it be that he met an envoy sent to Tang Dynasty.

In addition, isn't Wang Wei's poem "Thinking about loved ones every festive season"? By the way, his name is Mojie.

Seeing Lu Li staring at his robe, Chao Heng would have misunderstood it, and said with a full face, "If Siqing likes this fur, I will send someone to give you a new one in a few days. I gave you a new one a few days ago. Give it to Li Taibai, he is very happy."

Li Bai, the word Taibai.

Wang Wei, courtesy name Mojie.

Obviously, this Chao Heng is not simple, besides, he said that he was invited by a friend, this friend should not be referring to Li Bai and the others, right?

If so, you can go get acquainted and see the demeanor of Shixian.

While writing, looking for information at the same time, I really can't write fast, sorry.