Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 104 Dried plum cake (1)

  No one can escape! It doesn't matter whether it's the uncle and the others, the aunt and Wen Xiutang in the backyard, it's the same.

   "So, Wen Xiutang should hate me!" The girl stood up and said, "My father and mother are gone, and it's only me. This hatred can only be pushed on my head."

  So, it is not surprising for Wen Xiutang to do such a thing as helping King Yu to harm his sisters.

  Wen Mingtang picked up the censer where the cigarettes had been burned out, greeted Wei Fu, turned and left.

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  The morning and evening meals of the Dragon Boat Festival the next day naturally ate rice dumplings made by Wen Mingtang. After a few meals, they tasted several flavors, which was no problem for everyone in Dali Temple.

  The problem was Master Sun’s lunch. When Liu Yuan left Dali Temple to go out to work, he saw Zai Caimai grabbing Master Sun’s ear and reprimanding him. The wooden barrel at hand was half full of leftover dried plums.

  Wen Mingtang was walking from the corridor with A Bing and Tang Yuan when he met Liu Yuan and greeted him.

  Liu Yuan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the faces of several people with their sleeves rolled up, and couldn't help but said, "Master Sun is wasting things again, and asked you to wipe your butt?"

  Both A Bing and Tangyuan couldn't help laughing when they said this, and the laughter startled Master Sun who was being trained. He glanced this way, and was scolded again by Ji Caimai.

  Wen Mingtang held back his laughter and said, "I wasted some prunes, and I just use them to make a pancake tomorrow."

  Plum cakes? Liu Yuan nodded, indicating that he had written it down, and left Dali Temple.

  Today, he will go to Yishan Academy to see where Ruan Zhan is going.

   After walking to the Yishan Academy, I discovered that something had happened.

   On the square in front of the academy, many students were yelling loudly, and some of them called "Reporter" or something.

  When Liu Yuan heard this, his heart jumped instinctively, and he quickly shouted "I am the Prime Minister of Dali Temple", and then he managed to part ways and squeezed in.

When the crowd dispersed and saw the white-faced gentleman lying on the ground with pink lips, Liu Yuan couldn't help jumping, and when he saw the messy blank picture scroll trampled by footprints, he was even more angry. Forehead.

  Yesterday, the man named Ruan Zhan disappeared for no apparent reason, so we knew something had happened.

  When Wu Bucai came over with Lin Fei, the students surrounding him had already dispersed, and it was only a few mornings before he found Ruan Zhan's students being questioned.

   "I wasn't here last night. In the early morning, some of us got up early and went out to study in the morning. As soon as we opened the door, we saw someone here." Several students said.

"Because the face is painted like that, the sky is bright, but I was shocked." The student couldn't help but patted his chest, with a look of lingering fear, "When you get closer, you can take a closer look." Look, I think Ruan Zhan looks a little like him in figure, and looks a little like him too."

  Another student interjected: "Besides, Ruan Zhan didn't come back all day yesterday."

   After hearing the news, more and more students came out to see what happened. When they were clamoring to report to the officials, Liu Yuan came over.

Glancing at the picture scroll covered with footprints, Liu Yuan fell silent, the veins on his forehead twitched, and after taking a deep breath, he asked, "Have you been looking at it for a long time! Has anyone stepped forward to touch Ruan Zhan? "

  A few students showed embarrassment on their faces, but to Liu Yuan's inquiry, they still said honestly: "Yes, quite a few!"

  Paused, before Liu Yuan could speak, several people hurriedly explained: "I just went up to see if he is still alive? No...not too much!"

  The so-called not moving too much means moving too much!

Liu Yuan supported his forehead with a headache, and turned his head to look at Wu Bucai who squatted aside to start the autopsy. Just like Han Jun's corpse before, he wiped off the smear on the man's mouth with a white paper, revealing black and purple eyes. lips, and then carefully wiped off the white powder on this person's face, revealing this person's true face.

  Looking at the familiar face, Liu Yuan looked helplessly at Lin Fei, and said, "Lin Shaoqing, the deceased is Ruan Zhan."

  Lin Fei's eyes fell on Ruan Zhan's face and he paused for a moment. He lowered his head and glanced at the tattered picture scroll stepped on beside him, then turned his head to look at the remains of the mountain behind the academy.

  The small mountains can be seen through at a glance.

  Lin Fei called "Zhao You" and led the people up the mountain.

  Liu Yuan was about to follow, when Lin Fei waved his hand at him, signaling him not to follow, and then he and Zhao You set foot on the mountain road and walked towards the mountains.

Wu Bucai, who was lowering his head for the autopsy, suddenly raised his head and glanced at Lin Fei and Zhao You who were leaving, and turned to Liu Yuan who was beside him, "Lin Shaoqing is going to use her body as bait again?" Meeting Liu Yuan's gaze, Wu Bucai tried hard, Pointing to the body of Ruan Zhan who was being examined at hand, he said, "Gentle and handsome, with a tall figure. Isn't that what Lin Shaoqing is like..."

  Before finishing the conversation, Liu Yuan interrupted: "Our Lin Shaoqing is much better-looking than these people! Besides, our Lin Shaoqing is no longer a scholar."

  Although I was a scholar before, I am no longer a scholar now.

  Wu Bucai nodded after being reminded, and said, "That's right! Besides, isn't there Zhao You?" Then he continued to bow his head for the autopsy.

  Ruan Zhan's death was the same as Han Jun's, also died of poisoning, and even the way of applying powder and fat was exactly the same.

  However, after taking off his clothes, he didn't see the wounds on Ruan Zhan's chest and back that had been hit hard.

  Wu Bucai looked at Ruan Zhan's black and purple lips, turned to Liu Yuan and said, "It seems that poisoning is the key, and Han Jun's beating was just an accident."

  Liu Yuan nodded, paused for a moment, and said again: "It seems that Han Jun's bookboy hasn't been found yet."

The mountain is not high, and the mountain road is not long. Lin Fei took Zhao You and stopped in front of the row of mountain houses in the mountain. Seeing this, you couldn't help asking: "Lin Shaoqing, do you want to go and have a look?"

  Lin Fei shook his head, his eyes fell on the nunnery hidden in the mountains and trees, and he raised his feet and walked towards the nunnery ahead.

  An Temple is at the end of the mountain road.

  It is on a half-height platform, and the courtyard is no more than half an acre of land, which is very small.

  However, although the nunnery is small, it is cleaned very cleanly, and not even a leaf can be seen on the platform. Lin Fei took Zhao You onto the platform.

  The main entrance of the nunnery was ajar, and when the sun reached the top of the head, it was noon, and the bells of the nunnery came out one after another, as if someone was ringing the bell.

   After hitting seven or eight times, the bell stopped.

  Lin Fei took Zhao You and knocked on the door.

  Looking through the concealed door of the nunnery, I saw a nun sitting on a futon in the middle of the nunnery. Hearing the sound, the nun turned her head.

  The dappled sunlight fell on the nun's face, and a face with extremely pale eyes appeared in sight.

  (end of this chapter)