Dali Temple has his Lord Luo

Chapter 140 First meeting Qin Zhao
a year ago
Luo Ning heard Yao Huan coming in and said that the commander of the Jin Yiwei was starting to change people today.

"Who is the new one?"

"This year's top pick, Qin Zhao!"

As soon as Yao Huan's voice fell, Meng Xiao said:

"The son of the left prime minister? I heard that he is a great man with both civil and military skills!"

Wei Yan told the truth:
"It doesn't matter who is in charge, just cooperate with our Dali Temple to arrest people!"

Luo Ning smiled:

"This is the truth. No matter who is in office, just don't cause trouble!"

Meng Xiao asked:
"My lord, didn't you see him when you went to court?"

Luo Ning shook his head: "You know, my last day is the 15th day of the lunar month!"

The directors all laughed. After a year of getting along with each other, their Mr. Luo was really outstanding.

She is smart, wise, and humorous, but she is an older girl in Zhao country and has never made an engagement.

However, Master Luo is too good, and I am afraid that ordinary men are not worthy of her.

A few people were talking when they saw Jingzhao Prefecture Yin Song Qingsong hurriedly walked in with a yamen servant.

He is a frequent visitor to Dali Temple. He is obsessed with reasoning and often asks Dali Temple to cooperate with Jingzhao Mansion to solve cases. He admires Luo Ning [-]%.

"Lord Luo, it's not good!"

Song Qingsong was panting and spoke before sitting down.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, what happened?"

"Hey, there is a wonton stall opposite Jingzhao Mansion. Yesterday the boss came to report that his five-year-old daughter Yang Xiaoling was missing!"

Luo Ning was heartbroken. She hated to see anything happen to her child.

"But Jingzhao Mansion has been searching all night and there is still no news!"

Song Qingsong was very anxious.

"When did it happen yesterday?"

"After noon."

"So, almost a day has passed!"

"So we have to hurry up, but I don't have a clue." Song Qingsong couldn't help but sigh:
"The more anxious you are, the less direction you have! Master Luo, Dali Temple and Jingzhao Mansion should handle this case together. There are more people than strength!"

Luo Ning did not shirk. Children, the sooner you find them the better, so Luo Ning ordered everyone:

"We are all going to investigate the case. First we go to Yang Xiaoling's house. Yao Sizhi, you are in charge of the portrait."

The five people soon arrived at the wonton stall opposite Jingzhao Mansion. Two people, a man and a woman, were still busy. When they saw several adults coming together, they all stopped what they were doing.

The man is honest and honest, know Song Qingsong:

"Master Song, there is still no news about Ling'er?"

"No, I will report the case to Dali Temple. This is Lord Qing Luo of Dali Temple. We will look for Yang Xiaoling together!"

The woman behind the man wiped her hands with an apron:
"Adults, please come in and sit down!"

Luo Ning saw that she was not tall, and because she often went out to the stalls, her face was tanned, her movements were nimble, and she looked young.

At this time, a little boy, about three or four years old, ran out from behind the wonton stall. He rushed over and shouted:

"Mom, mom, I want to eat candied haws!"

The woman quickly stopped her: "Good boy, Xiaolong, go play by yourself first. Mom has something else to do. I'll buy it for you later!"

The little boy ran away happily, and Luo Ning asked:
"Is this Xiaoling's younger brother?"

The woman nodded. She had been busy all morning, her face was tired, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, and she looked very haggard.

"Tell me about Xiaoling's disappearance yesterday!"

The woman rubbed her clothes and remained silent.

Seeing this, the man began to speak:

"Our wonton stall usually closes the stall when it is sold out before noon, prepares it in the afternoon, and opens the stall after dinner."

"This was the same process yesterday?"

"Yes, I went shopping in the afternoon to prepare ingredients for the evening, and Xiao Longniang was left at home with her two children!"

"You live behind this wonton stand?"

"Yes, so the neighbors around know the two children, and the children usually play by themselves, but they disappeared yesterday!"

"When did you realize the child was missing?"

Only then did Xiao Longniang speak:
"The father and I were busy making lunch after we closed the stall yesterday. After dinner, the father went to work while I washed the clothes there."

As he spoke, he pointed to a well not far away:
"The two children were playing in the back room. After I finished cleaning up, I entered the room. At this time, I discovered that Xiaoling was missing!"

Luo Ning walked to the well. There was a clothesline here. If it was full of clothes, it would block the door to the room.

"Were there any clothes here yesterday?"

"Yes, I washed the sheets, so I didn't notice any strangers coming in or out!"

Luo Ning walked along the well to the door of the room, which was only about twenty steps away.

Go to the door again, about twenty steps.

If someone breaks in and takes Yang Xiaoling away, Xiaoling's mother is focused on washing clothes and is blocked by a sheet. As long as she doesn't make a sound, she really can't be discovered.

"The two children were together at that time?"

"Yes, they are playing in the back room!"

"Then my brother didn't say where my sister went?"

"Xiaolong was only three years old and couldn't explain clearly. Later I asked and the two children started playing together, and then Xiaoling went out to another room!"

Pan Xilian clasped her hands and recalled yesterday's horrific experience:
"Sir, Xiaoling is a very well-behaved child, please adults find her as soon as possible!"

Luo Ning also wants to find the child immediately, but now there is no clue:

"How long was it from when you left Xiaoling yesterday to when you returned to the room and found that Xiaoling was not there?"

"About two hours!"

"This time is not the time when you finally confirmed that she was missing, but the time when you first discovered that she was not in the room!"

Luo Ning hurriedly corrected.

"Oh, almost half an hour."

"Yesterday, I discovered that my child was missing. Why didn't I report it immediately?"

"This has happened before. Because the child is young, playful, and often runs out to play nearby, so I didn't pay much attention to it starting yesterday."

Luo Ning listened to Pan Xilian's narration and walked into the back room. Apart from scattered toys, there were no other suspicious objects in the room.

There is a screen door between each door, which can only be pushed open with force. Luo Ning said to Pan Xilian:

"Tell me about Xiaoling's appearance. Let's take a look at her with the portrait!"

After Yao Huan finished the painting, a cute little girl appeared on the paper. When Yang Song saw it, he felt uncomfortable and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

"Don't worry, you two, Dali Temple and Jingzhao Mansion will do their best to solve the case."

Luo Ning took the portrait painted by Yao Huan, hoping to cast a wide net. If Yang Xiaoling was taken away, she hoped witnesses could provide clues.

There are only three Si Zhi in Dali Temple, so Luo Ning decided to go to Beizhen Fusi to seek help, and he happened to meet the newly appointed commander of the Jinyi Guards.

We will be colleagues from now on, I hope everything goes well!
Luo Ning walked into Beizhen Fusi alone. Before he reached the door, he bumped head-on with the person coming out. Was his chest made of iron?
Luo Ning's eyes were red and her nose hurt!
But her body was held firmly by an arm, and then the man stared at her with his beautiful eyes:
"Master Qing Luo of Dali Temple!"

The man's deep voice was right next to his ears.

He was wearing a Feiyu suit and looked dignified and upright. He must be the new commander Qin Zhao?

Luo Ning hurriedly stabilized his body:

"Master Qin!"

The two people stood opposite each other at the door of Beizhen Fusi.

At this moment, Luo Ning must have never imagined that the man in front of him would protect him for the rest of his life!

(End of this chapter)