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

The Five Surnames and Seven Families had to save face, so under strong public pressure, they had to reopen the paid service.

Several major families hated that jerk Lu Wei.

If they had strictly refused at the beginning, why would there be so many things later?

More than two thousand guan were wasted, with an average of several hundred guan per family. What else can't they do with this money?

Not only did they lose a lot of money in vain, but they also gave people a reason to criticize them.

However, this time they learned their lesson and no longer set up stalls in front of their own homes, but merged them into one stall.

Seeing this, Song Zhen shook his head regretfully.

Alas, happiness is gone.

Song Zhen used the money he got from fleecing to buy a large number of luxurious furniture and put it in the newly bought house next to Yan's mansion.

The back doors of the two houses are adjacent, so Cui Mengzhu can go to Yan's mansion to play with her bestie Yan Zhaoping whenever she wants.

It is also convenient for learning painting, killing two birds with one stone.

On this day, Song Zhen got up early and went out to Huichunfang to get breakfast.

Cui Mengzhu, this lazy pig, sleeps until noon every day.

But I have to get up at 3-5 o'clock every day to go to work, what a miserable worker!

Huichunfang suffered a terrorist attack from scholars this week. Not to mention the damage to tables and chairs, basically no one dared to come in, and it was in a semi-closed stage.

Every time Song Zhen came, he had to do ideological work for Gongsun Qing, telling her not to worry, the good show was all behind.

In fact, it was not only Huichunfang in Luoyang that was disturbed by scholars, but also branches across the country.

Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang, who were far away in Chang'an, had just returned from Zhaoling.

"Alas, I suddenly want to listen to Song Zhen's music."

Wu Meiniang chuckled: "Your Majesty, do you regret not bringing the musicians from Luoyang Neijiaofang here?"

"Yes, I originally planned to play a song for my father in Zhaoling, "Floating Light" specially composed for him by Song Zhen, but it was rejected by the ministers. They believe that such solemn places should play classical music."

"Your Majesty, this is your world, why do you care about other people's opinions?"

Li Zhi was silent. To be honest, he did care a lot.

In the final analysis, it was because he succeeded after the Zhenguan Reign. If he did something wrong, he would not only lose his reputation, but also the reputation of Tian Khan.

Therefore, he did not dare to do many things freely, such as the matter of the Five Surnames and Seven Families.

Song Zhen had previously proposed that once the "Prohibition of Marriage Edict" was promulgated, officers and soldiers could be arranged to conduct a "census" at intervals. Once the phenomenon of unmarried births was found, they would be arrested and punished immediately.

However, he could not make up his mind.

The Five Surnames and Seven Families controlled the public opinion of the entire Tang Dynasty. If there was any movement, the Li Tang family would be criticized.

Seeing that he was depressed, Wu Meiniang suggested: "Your Majesty, since you want to listen to Song Zhen's music, why don't we go out of the palace? I heard that Huichunfang has his singing and dancing performance."

"By the way, Your Majesty can also understand the people's livelihood."

Li Zhi hesitated for a moment. He felt that it seemed that he had just finished worshipping his father and immediately went to the fireworks place to listen to music. It always felt weird.

He sighed: "Let's talk about it later."

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Luoyang——

Di Renjie came to the Neijiaofang to inquire about the personnel information of the female musician, but was told.

"This young man, we don't know where each other came from. Only the Jiaofang Envoy knows."

"Where is the Jiaofang Envoy now?"

"He followed the saint to Chang'an."

Di Renjie had no choice but to return to the Dali Temple again.

He went to see Duan Zhengxuan, the Minister of Dali Temple.

"Duan Siqing, I want to ask you, what case happened in Shuangyue in the fourteenth year of Zhenguan?"

Duan Zhengxuan smiled and answered his question: "Huaiying, I think you should ask Bi Sicheng about this question."

"Bi Sicheng is Bi Zhengyi."

Di Renjie's eyes suddenly darkened. Everyone knew that Bi Zhengyi had died long ago.

"Bi Sicheng is the longest-serving employee in Dali Temple. In the fourteenth year of Zhenguan, he was the only one working in Dali Temple. Except for him, no one knows what happened that year."

"What about others?"

"Others?" Duan Zhengxuan recalled, "Let me think about it."

"By the way, Qian Sicheng, who has been retired, should also know."

"Duan Siqing, do you know where Qian Sicheng is now?"

"It seems that he lives in Lujia Village outside Luoyang City."

Di Renjie said goodbye immediately. He rode his horse as fast as he could to Lujia Village and arrived at Sishi (9-11 o'clock).

He asked the villagers, but was told that Qian Sicheng had left the village a month ago.

Damn, the clue is broken again!

Di Renjie fell into deep thought, very abnormal, all this is too abnormal.

I always feel that there are two hands in the dark,Deliberately release evidence, and then lead him to investigate in the wrong direction.

This is the case with the female musician who pretended to be a fairy girl in Pingkangfang, and the destroyed files in the library of the Dali Temple.

"Is there a possibility? Maybe the deceased is not a member of the Goguryeo delegation?"

On the way back, Di Renjie suddenly thought of it!

"By the way, the Ministry of Justice! As a judicial department in charge of punishment, if something really happened in the 14th year of Zhenguan, it would definitely be recorded!"

However, how could he, a small inspector of the Dali Temple, have the right to go to the Ministry of Justice to check the files?

Di Renjie was forced to verify the reasoning in his mind, so he found Duan Zhengxuan again.

However, when he returned to the Dali Temple, it was already Shenshi (15-17 o'clock).

"Duan Siqing, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Please go."

"I want to trouble Duan Siqing to go to the Ministry of Justice to check the files of the 14th year of Zhenguan."

Duan Zhengxuan's face suddenly turned dark! He suddenly slammed the table and shouted: "Di Renjie, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Is there a problem? Duan Siqing."

"Can you just look at the files of the Ministry of Justice if you want to?"

"Since I can't find the answer in the library of the Dali Temple, I can only seek help from the Ministry of Justice. Is there a problem? Duan Siqing?" Di Renjie narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"You are really a person. If you can't find it, don't check it."

"Duan Siqing, do you dare to say this to the saint?" Di Renjie replied unceremoniously.

Duan Zhengxuan choked and he couldn't refute.

Helplessly, he sighed and had to promise Di Renjie to go to the Ministry of Justice to get the case files tomorrow.

He knew that if he went to ask, he would definitely be criticized by the Ministry of Justice, saying that you Dali Temple didn't have archives?

"Why do you have to wait until tomorrow, Duan Siqing?"

"I have something to do today, so I don't have time to help you get it. What? Do you still want to arrange the work schedule for me, the Dali Temple?"

"I dare not." Di Renjie bowed and then left.

After leaving, he tightened his clothes and glanced to the side.

Song Zhen was waiting outside the Dali Temple. This time, he took the carriage of Yan Mansion.

After Di Renjie got on the carriage, he took the things handed over by Song Zhen.

"Huaiying, I was thinking, since the other party knows our whereabouts very well, why don't we?"

"Draw the snake out of the hole?"

"Yes, you and I are thinking the same thing."

"You can try."

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