Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 346 Missed overnight, all dead?
Songyang County.

This is where the later Dengfeng City is located. In history, after Empress Wu Zetian enshrined Mount Song, Songyang County was changed to Dengfeng County.

In modern times, most tourists go to Dengfeng for the Shaolin Temple.

Of course, just like the current Shaolin Temple has not yet flourished, Songyang County at this time is also a small county town, with simple posthouses, and the elite of a hundred cavalry cannot live there.

Li Yan met, and he didn't live in the post house himself. He chose a Nilu with better conditions in the county, and deliberately stayed away from the post house.

After everyone settled down, Li Yan ordered sumptuous dishes, and everyone ate and drank in the hall, making it lively.

Cheng Wuzhong took this opportunity to clink glasses with Li Yan, deepen their relationship, and wanted to dance and post, but he heard that Li Yan had unique dancing skills, so he didn't dare to play tricks on him.

When we were talking happily, Cheng Wuzhong glanced in the direction of the Shaolin Temple: "According to the officials, the severity of the Shaolin Temple's filth is probably beyond expectations. If there is no special reason, the thief will go directly to Shaolin Temple." Why do you want to kill someone when you drill into the mountain forest without anyone noticing it? It's the abbot of a temple, the most important person!"

Li Yan agreed with his keenness, nodded and said, "That's right, especially after the abbot's death, the doors and windows are wide open, I'm afraid the monks in the temple won't be able to find out in time, if it's a normal killing, it doesn't have to be like this, I'm afraid there will be follow-ups in this case, isn't that so Easy to end."

"There is a homicide case and the detective is driven away. This Shaolin Temple is really unique. They will definitely regret it!"

Cheng Wuzhong put on a disapproving gesture, rolled his eyeballs, and said in a low voice: "Li Jiyi, this Shaolin Temple is in such a mess, should we take back Taizong's edict, so as not to cause these thieves to cause internal turmoil and damage the sacred objects of the late emperor?" ?”

Li Yan thought that you are really ruthless, this is the root of Shaolin Temple!

In the Tang Dynasty, Shaolin Temple's biggest reliance was the "Letter to the Boguwu Shaolin Temple" bestowed by Li Shimin, which stated their contribution to the Tang Dynasty, "Catching the evil, Kuozi's pure land, and the effect of obedience and loyalty. Que Ting".

From then on, the martial monks in the temple were appointed as monks and soldiers, and Shaolin Temple continued to ask for land later, also relying on this edict.

Now this edict must be enshrined in the temple and carefully preserved. Don't underestimate it, it is equivalent to a gold medal for avoiding death to a certain extent.

If you get a real death-prevention gold medal, you will often be able to avoid death. This kind of gold medal can actually protect your body. As long as Shaolin Temple does not commit serious crimes, most people will not touch it.

Now Cheng Wuzhong wanted to take this opportunity to withdraw the edict, so that anyone who was unhappy with Shaolin Temple could decide. If there were too many monks gathered, they would be accused of treason.

However, Li Yan was not influenced by his emotions and knew the priorities: "Our main purpose here is to find the village master and solve the hidden dangers in Jiangnan. Compared with Jiangnan, Shaolin Temple is near Luoyang, and we can come here at any time. In a hurry."

Cheng Wuzhong said apologetically, "It's because of private affairs that the subordinate officials made mistakes."

Li Yandao: "Don't blame Leader Cheng. Anyone who sees these monks who don't think about work and production all day long, being supported by the taxation of the people, and their attitude is still unruly, will be disgusted. Presumably this kind of chaos is also a true Buddhist monk. If you don’t want to see it, you really can’t let it go.”

Cheng Wuzhong nodded again and again: "What Li Jiyi said is... Hey, An Wuwei is back!"

An Shengan walked in with a group of internal guards, Li Yan said: "I left some food for you, come and use some!"

All the inner guards felt warm, and they sat down to eat, but their sense of tranquility was only a little bit of a foundation, and they came over and told: "Liu Lang, Shaolin Temple did not contribute to disaster relief!"

Although Li Yan was not surprised, his face was still slightly dark after hearing this: "To what extent?"

An Shen felt resentful in his tone: "To the point of turning a blind eye!"

"We asked a lot of tenant farmers, most of them dared not tell, but a small number of them told us that when the disaster in Guan was the worst, Shaolin Temple was closed, and monks were practicing martial arts in the temple, and they didn't care about the outside world at all. !"

"That's all right. Some tenant farmers were originally farmers. They had to sell themselves because they had no food to eat. Shaolin Temple dared not accept them as slaves, but it is still possible to accept them as tenant farmers."

"The fields in this Buddhist temple are not taxed, and they squeeze the income of the tenant farmers. Those farmers work hard on the land, and most of the food goes into the monks' mouths throughout the year. These monks have a huge appetite, and one person can feed several people. Everyone is strong and strong, but those farmers are skinny and have very little income..."

An Shen felt that he was a member of a noble family, and they were all indignant about it, and Cheng Wuzhong was even more furious when he heard it: "There is no mercy in doing this, I'm afraid I still wish for a catastrophe in the Guan, and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune!"

Li Yan said coldly: "Everything is judged regardless of the heart, what the Shaolin monks think, we don't have to speculate, what we need to do now is to find out how many times they have resisted the decree."

There was a sharp look in his eyes: "Shengan, next time you check to see if there is any additional occupation of the land around the Shaolin Temple. If you are punished for several crimes, the imperial edict of the former Emperor Taizong will indeed be withdrawn. Ender!"

"Yes!"

An Shengan took the order with a loud voice, and then thought of something: "By the way, I just brought the inner guard here, and at this moment, I also found that a monk went to the post house. Are you looking for us?"

Li Yan waved his hand.

Cheng Wuzhong understood why he chose the inn farthest from the post house, and he smiled immediately, explaining: "Li Jiyi's words impressed me deeply, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, maybe we can be patient... "

An Shengan rubbed his eyes immediately: "Ah, maybe I was wrong, I've been busy all day, my eyes are dazzled."

Li Yan laughed and stood up: "Everyone is tired too, go to bed early, there may be a lot of things to be busy tomorrow."

Everyone got up one after another, and after saying goodbye, Li Yan entered his room, thought about Yang Zaiwei who hadn't come back so far, and Fa Ming who didn't know life and death, his eyes darkened.

Yang Zaiwei's martial arts is hard to be matched by many people in this world. Under normal circumstances, there is no need to worry about it. If he falls, it is most likely that someone from his teacher did it, and his life safety should be guaranteed.

But Faming used to be pampered and pampered before, and now, in order to help him find the answer, he escaped to Shaolin Temple, which is quite moved, hoping to turn the danger into a blessing.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yan leaned on the pillow and fell asleep.

The inner guards and Baiqi in other rooms also fell asleep one after another.

Peaceful inside and out, a piece of tranquility.

……

at the same time.

During the day, he also praised the peace inside and outside the Shaolin Temple, a piece of peaceful Huizang, his head drooped unnaturally, the monk's robe on his chest was covered with blood, and he had already lost his breath.

Anyone can see that he died in almost the same way as the host Huiyi, and the possibility of the murderer being a single person is extremely high.

But the death of Hui Zang touched the monks even more.

As the leader of the monastery, the abbot is aloof and has little contact with most of the monks. On the contrary, Huizang, the weina, is under his management, whether it is the Dharma assembly, class recitation, or the etiquette norms of the monks' every move. , the power is really huge.

If Huizang doesn’t like it, even if it’s just a look, the monk’s life will be very sad in the future, and he will definitely be excluded by his peers. Therefore, when the disciples of the big family know the inside story, when they learn the art from the teacher, they often respect the monk as much as the abbot. It’s true. It is fat and short.

Now that the presiding officer is dead, and Fei Que is also dead, only Zhenfa is left among the three gangs in the temple, the most virtuous and respected, but also the oldest and the least concerned.

Then under the three cardinal principles, it is the monk who is responsible for the specific management matters in the temple.

These people are not monks and officials, they are equivalent to officials. The number of people is determined by each monastery. Shaolin Temple currently only has a few hundred monks. It cannot be called a big temple. daze.

After a moment of silence, a monk suggested: "Let's ask the 'Shang Zuo' to make a decision!"

A monk said: "'Shang Zuo' is old, if we disturb him at this time, even if he is invited, we will not be able to find out the truth. We must catch the murderer first, and we can't let him kill our fellow disciples again!"

The four words of mutilating the same family made the surroundings suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked at each other.

During the day, there are still outsiders who can be suspicious. Now that the outsiders have left, only the same disciples in the temple are left.

The powerful monks lit torches one by one, and their faces were constantly distorted in the flickering firelight.

Looking at each other's eyes, they gradually changed from vague guard to undisguised suspicion.

Shaolin Temple's martial arts are flourishing, daily martial arts training and competitions, naturally there will be differences between superiors and inferiors, and friction and conflicts are unavoidable.

Obviously, Hui Zang is not the kind of monk who is good at resolving conflicts and making his fellow monks live in harmony, so when someone is suppressing them, they can still live in peace with each other. It may be that the brothers who are not pleasing to the eye on weekdays are starting to twitch their muscles.

"Master and Uncle must be invited out!!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded.

The tall and burly Zhijian stood out from the crowd and looked around: "We must quickly track down the murderer, not a civil strife!"

"Don't forget, the people who came to the temple to show off their power during the day are still at the foot of the mountain. They used the power of their crossbows to make us suffer great shame!"

"In case Li Yuanfang comes back tomorrow, are we going to let this group of outsiders see our Shaolin jokes again?"

The monks looked at Zhijian with different expressions.

Although this man speaks righteous words, they are very clear that Zhijian has won the favor of his master and uncle Zhenfa on weekdays. After the monks of the Hui family resigned from their posts, he has a great chance in the Zhi family. He was promoted to the third key, and now two key positions are vacant, so he naturally has to perform a bit to build up his prestige.

So, as soon as he finished speaking, another monk hurriedly joined the class: "Brother Zhijian said well, but the young monk is not talented, so let me say a few words..."

In front of Huizang's gradually stiff body, a monk took turns to give a speech, all of them were emotionally agitated, and in the end, it seemed that they were practicing Buddhism for the sake of revitalizing Zen.

Zhijian couldn't listen anymore, but he had to bring a group of competitors to the outside of Zhenfa's courtyard, and said cautiously: "Master Uncle? Uncle, forgive me!"

There was no response from within.

Other monks also called, but still no one answered.

All the monks looked at each other, their complexions couldn't help changing, and they rushed inside together.

Not long after, hoarse shouts came and went: "Uncle Master was killed too!!" "It must be you who killed me, I saw you sneaking around..." "Take down this thief and avenge Master Uncle!"

There was chaos in the courtyard, and then it spread to all directions. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhi Jian was the first to rush out, attracting his confidants, and said in a trembling voice:
"At this point, the only option is to go down the mountain and invite Li Yuanfang who can solve the case... Hurry up! Hurry up!!"

……

After all, Songyang County is only that big, and Shaolin Temple has sufficient manpower, just before dawn, there was a knock on the door outside Nilu.

Li Yan had already woken up at this time, he heard it when his ears shrugged, he ignored it, and started to wash slowly, and then had breakfast.

Until Cheng Wuzhong walked in with a smile on his face: "Li Jiyi, something happened to Shaolin Temple!"

Li Yan thought to himself that just looking at this smile, he thought your son had become a Jinshi, but he couldn't help but twitched his lips: "What happened?"

Cheng Wuzhong wanted to suppress it, but he couldn't control it. He gloated and said: "I heard that 'Weina' and 'Shangzuo' were both killed last night, and a group of monks even fought. I don't know what happened..."

Li Yan was startled when he heard the words, the chopsticks stopped:
"In one day and one night, the three gangs of Shaolin Temple... all died?"

(End of this chapter)