Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

"Do you know this person?"

Pei Yaojun took the portrait and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a long time, he shook his head.

"Sorry, I haven't seen her."

"Are you sure?" Xue Zhengqing frowned and asked, "No! When I asked another person before, she clearly said she knew her and said she was a prostitute from your Pingkangfang."

Pei Yaojun looked at him with a smile: "I have been following my father to manage Pingkangfang since I was a young man. I know the information of every prostitute. Now I am thirty years old. Do I have to lie to you?"

Di Renjie turned his head and looked at Xue Zhengqing and asked: "Xue Sicheng, what is the name of the person you asked before?"

"A prostitute who claims to be a fairy."

Song Zhen was stunned. Good guy, a fairy girl? Is it the one from Neijiaofang?

Pei Yaojun poured cold water on him: "There has never been a prostitute named Tianxian in Pingkangfang. Because the stage name starting with Tian can only be exclusive to the imperial palace. If you don't believe it, just ask Song Lang."

Song Zhen nodded in agreement: "It is indeed the case. There are Miss Tianxian and Miss Tianfu in Neijiaofang."

At this time, it was Xue Zhengqing's turn to be confused.

It turned out that the Dali Temple was busy for half a month, but it was actually doing useless work?

Damn! They were led into a ditch by the other party!

The main reason was that they could not contact Pei Yaojun. If it were not for Song Zhen, they would never see him in their lifetime.

"Xue Sicheng, can you find the prostitute you asked about before?"

"She..." Xue Zhengqing recalled, "When I met her before, she was sitting on the stage."

Several people went downstairs immediately, and Pei Yaojun summoned all the prostitutes in Pingkangfang to gather backstage for Xue Zhengqing to identify.

As a result, Old Xue looked around and shook his head depressed.

"Why did the other party deliberately create a false impression to mislead the Dali Temple to investigate?" Di Renjie lowered his head and pondered.

It seems that there is only one possibility, that is, the other party should know something.

In other words, as long as the prostitute who claims to be a fairy girl is found, the first clue can be found.

"Old Xue, do you still remember what she looks like?" Song Zhen asked.

"It's been too long, I have forgotten a little."

"Try to recall it. Huaiying, let's go to the place where the bones were dug out."

"That's what I meant."

Song Zhen and Di Renjie, with Xue Zhengqing and two Dali Temple officers, rushed to the scene.

After arriving at the scene, it was not as desolate as imagined, but there were pavilions and towers.

I don't know if it was fate or monkey feces, Song Zhen just saw Yuchi Qianniuwei 800 meters away.

"General Yuchi!" He shouted loudly.

Yuchi Junjun was shocked. Damn it, don't mess with me in public.

We can just yell in private, I like to hear it too, but there are so many people.

He quickly ran over and covered Song Zhen's mouth! Fearing that he would say something crazy again.

"Don't blame me, Yuchi Jun. If I didn't yell at you like that, would you come out?"

Yuchi Junjun's expression froze, and it seemed that what he said made sense.

The city is really full of tricks.

Yuchi Junjun asked impatiently with a dark face: "What's the matter?"

"How long have you worked in Ziwei City?"

"Ten years."

"How come you are still an ordinary Qianniu Guard after ten years?"

Can you please stop poking my sore spot?

Song Zhen regained his serious expression: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, have the houses here been built recently?"

"No. They were built fifteen years ago and renovated recently."

"Fifteen years ago? Are you sure?"

"I don't remember clearly, but it has been there for at least ten years when I first came to Ziwei City."

Di Renjie asked curiously: "Do you know who originally lived in these houses?"

"It seems so?" Yuchi Junjun frowned and recalled, he said uncertainly, "It seems to be the place where foreign envoys live."

Foreign envoys? Di Renjie and Song Zhen looked at each other.

Could it be that? The female corpse was not from the Central Plains, but a foreign envoy?

This narrowed the scope of the investigation.

Since it was the place where foreign envoys lived, when the deceased disappeared, her companions would definitely report it to the authorities.

So, we just need to go back to the Dali Temple to check the old files.

Di Renjie bowed happily: "Thank you, General Yuchi."

Yuchi Junjun glared at Song Zhen, his eyes meant, it's all your fault!

He quickly explained: "I'm really not a general."

Di Renjie smiled: "I will be sooner or later."

"......"

However......

Di Renjie spent an entire night in the library of the Dali Temple, searching through all the case files from the 16th year of Zhenguan (646) to the present, and found nothing.Suspicious clues.

He couldn't help but frown. Could it be that the time when the deceased disappeared was longer than ten years?

In the morning, Song Zhen came to the library to find him while eating a bun.

When he saw Di Renjie with dark circles under his eyes, he was shocked: "I Zhuo? You stayed up all night?"

"Yeah. It's a pity that nothing was found."

"You must take care of your health in the future! Don't stay up all night again, okay?"

Di Renjie pursed his lips and took the breakfast handed over by Song Zhen: "I know, I know."

Song Zhen came to the bookshelf and scanned it. He said unhappily: "You didn't read all the files every year?"

"Yes."

"Fool!" Song Zhen was speechless, "Don't you know that foreign envoys come to the Tang Dynasty with a plan?"

Foreigners who come to the Tang Dynasty are generally divided into two types. The first type is envoys who pay tribute, and the second type is envoys to the Tang Dynasty, that is, to seek students.

Moreover, due to the long distance, the tribute envoys would usually be arranged in advance to inform the Tang emperor when to arrange for students to come to study.

Or they would come with the envoys.

Usually, after the foreign delegation arrived at the local prefecture of the Tang Dynasty, they would be immediately welcomed into the residence, arranged for food and lodging, and report to the court.

The main members of the delegation would be escorted to Chang'an by the prefecture, and all expenses along the way would be borne by the Tang Dynasty.

After arriving in Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty would have eunuchs lead horses to welcome and offer wine and meat as a reward. Then, according to the amount of tribute materials paid by the envoys, the Tang emperor would reward you in proportion.

If you are not sincere, you will not be rewarded if you give less, and the emperor is not stupid.

Usually, foreign delegations would stay in the Tang Dynasty for about a year, visiting and buying books everywhere, and fully appreciate the customs and customs of the Tang Dynasty.

Take the Japanese as an example. They were appointed to send envoys to the Tang Dynasty 19 times, but actually arrived 13 times, that is, due to various unknown reasons, they sent envoys on the way six times.

Among them, from the reign of Emperor Shumei to the reign of Empress Saimei, a total of four groups of envoys were sent to the Tang Dynasty in about 30 years.

In 630, 653, 654, and 659 respectively.

Based on the brittleness of the bones, it can be inferred that if the deceased is really a foreigner, he should not be a Japanese, because the timeline does not match, of course, it is not certain.

Song Zhen was silent for a moment, and he made a suggestion.

"Huaiying, I suggest you go to Luozhou Prefecture to investigate how many foreign missions have passed through Luoyang to Chang'an in the past few decades."

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