Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 460 Dali Temple

[Xiao Ma Jian] is probably the most mysterious of the Twelve Sword Sects. It is clearly listed with Tianshan and Shushan, but it has no mountain gate at all. It is said that their number is no more than a hundred, and they roam the land of the north, but they have never been cut off for hundreds of years.

This was also the first time Pei Ye had any contact with this gang other than in name, and he said curiously, "What a cool sword."

"No one has touched this sword for many years. If Young Sword Master hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have easily remembered it." Qiu Jizi turned around with his hands behind his back, "Okay, you stay here and watch it. I'm leaving first."

"Yeah." Pei Ye nodded and turned the page, then suddenly frowned and looked up, "Oh, by the way, Dean, I have a question for you."

"Hmm?" Qiu Jizi turned around and raised his eyebrows.

"What do you think of Confucius's theory of rulership and ministership?"

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Pei Ye blinked and looked at him.

Qiu Jizi frowned and walked out the door without saying a word.

He sat upright in the Cangjian Tower for the entire morning, and roughly read through the sword manuals based on Professor Zhao Ming Qitian's sword-training methods.

To be honest, he really liked Qiu Jizi's vision in helping him choose the sword at that time - just like the handwriting and the packaging, the writing style of this sword was also very casual, with a lot of colloquialisms, and not carefully considered every word.

For the art of swordplay that requires precise moves, this is actually a disaster, but Pei Ye grew up with the old man's instruction of "just practice a few random moves", and he is incredibly keen on swordplay, so it is like poison to others but honey to me.

When given precise and concise sentences, he would scratch his head and look up each word.

It was a pity that the sword book could not be taken out of the sword tower, so Pei Ye closed it and waited to read it next time. Then he returned to the courtyard, changed out of his simple and elegant sword-training clothes, put on a regular robe, picked up his sword, turned the goose-shaped card twice, put it away, picked up the black cat and walked out of the courtyard.

Now every moment really cannot be wasted, so I read the sword book first and think about the content on the way.

The Dali Temple was not located in the Southern Court, but was independent of the imperial city. Early in the morning, the Xiuwenguan sent a carriage to wait outside the courtyard. Pei Ye lifted the curtain and got in the carriage, which drove steadily westward.

Of course, he could walk on the eaves faster than a horse-drawn carriage, but this was an act expressly prohibited in the capital.

In fact, the higher the level of cultivation, the more restrictions the cultivators are subject to in this big city. Bringing such a large city under the same order is a unique luxury in the world, but it is also the guarantee for people to travel in an orderly manner and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment.

When turning into the main street, Pei Ye lifted the curtain, picked up the black cat and threw it out.

Xicheng, Dali Temple.

The solemn and exquisitely carved gate and the four animal sculptures exude a majestic atmosphere.

The decrees and seals issued by the Tang Dynasty all have the only mysterious patterns in the world. Pei Ye checked the wild goose badge and walked in. First he saw a huge front hall, where people involved in the case were sitting on countless stone benches waiting for questioning or waiting for the results. Pei Ye walked in with a sword, and people naturally gave way. He strode through the front hall and the middle hall, and as Xu Chuo had told him yesterday, he went straight to the small meeting courtyard on the left.

The wooden door was closed, so he knocked gently.

The courtyard seemed to be quiet for a moment, and the back door was opened, revealing a familiar face.

He had a straight posture, a solemn face, a green robe and a sword. He was none other than the temple secretary whom I had met several times.

The man was also startled when he saw Pei Ye, and frowned slightly and said, "May I ask."

"Investigate the case." Pei Ye raised his hand to indicate the sign, "Illuminating Immortal Terrace, with the Chinese character 'Yan' (Pei Ye)."

When Si Cheng heard the name, his pupils suddenly condensed, and Pei Ye's face remained normal: "The case of the barbarian imprisoned, your office seems to have no time to reply, so the office sent me to get the progress."

The Temple Secretary was silent for a moment, then raised his hands and clasped his fists: "The Dali Temple Secretary, Li Zhao. Inspector Pei Yan, please come in." Li Zhao made way for the door: ".The person whose name and appearance were used by the criminal last time, is you?"

"It's me." Pei Ye smiled. "When I was in Shaolong, I had a lot of contact with Xianrentai. We handled many cases together. When I came to Shenjing, I took a sign and helped out when there was something."

Li Zhao nodded and took him to the hall.

Li Zhao did not speak, and Pei Ye did not rush to ask. He tilted his head to look at the flowers and plants in the garden, as if he was just here to help.

It was not until I entered the hall that I felt as if I was suddenly enveloped in silence.

No one spoke in the hall. Pei Ye glanced around and saw four or five people sitting or standing. Two of them were sitting with their heads down, writing quickly, and one was flipping through a case file. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was quite solemn and serious.

The remaining person was quite out of place. He put two chairs together, with his upper body lazily leaning on them, his luxurious boots propped up on the desk, and his official robe taken off and hung diagonally on the back of the chair, half of which was touching the ground. The color and pattern of his robe were different from those of the others.

His hair was not tied in a bun, but was loose like a barbarian. He held a thin jade stick in his hand and teased the red snake on the rack with squinted eyes. He did not even look up when the two men pushed the door open.

"The case file is right here." Li Zhao came to his desk and spread it out. "The barbarian's name is Sheshi. He came to Chang'an from the north three years ago. All the documents are complete. I checked it yesterday and there is no problem."

Pei Ye tilted his head and looked at him, his hands on the table: "How did you go to jail?"

"The charges against him are normal. He killed the constable of the government office. After he was caught, he was also responsible for the deaths of other people, so he was thrown into a heavy prison."

Pei Ye listened quietly. It was not a problem to have normal reasons for imprisonment. The two points after entering the Southern Court were the key - breaking free from the confinement and the arrangement of cells.

This should be easy to troubleshoot.

"That night we checked his imprisonment process. The imprisonment was done by someone who had no idea where he was imprisoned. We suspect it was planted in his body before he entered the Southern Court. The person who did it was very skilled, and we haven't locked down the scope yet." Li Zhao lowered his head and leaned on the case file. He didn't turn the page, as if he had already remembered this simple case. "Prison B, No. 7, was arranged by the warden Xu Jin."

Pei Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him.

"He has been suspended for questioning and is now being held in the back jail of the Dali Temple."

"No progress?"

"Yes, Xu Jin is a very down-to-earth person. He said so the night before." Li Zhao pursed his lips and said, "According to the rules, this barbarian should be placed in Prison C, No. 9, but Yu Ziliang was in the Southern Court that night, so he was changed to Prison B, No. 7."

"After he finished the revision, he reported it to me. When I found out, I rushed to the jail."

Pei Ye frowned: "Who is Yu Ziliang?"

"It's me." The young man with his legs crossed on the table looked over lazily with his head tilted to one side. His ears almost touched his shoulders, and his bright eyes were as beautiful as a woman's. "I asked him to adjust it."

Pei Ye still didn't react, frowning: "Why did you transfer this barbarian?"

"You said he killed someone." Yu Ziliang said in annoyance, "How many times has your mother asked this?"

He stood up and threw his official uniform around his neck. "Let's go, Li Zhao. I'm going to go fox hunting with His Majesty the Third Prince."

He picked up the ruby-like little snake with his jade staff and walked out.

Li Zhao lowered his head as if he had not heard anything, and continued: "This matter has many intricacies. We are investigating the Southern Court and trying our best to track down the line of imprisonment and escape. If you want the result, I am afraid you will have to wait a little longer."

Pei Ye nodded: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)