The Lord who use immortals as food

The Imperial Academy was a bit lively in the afternoon, and the school without Xu Chuo was not always in order. The teacher hadn't arrived yet, and the uniforms were gathered in small groups, chatting about what they had learned.

"The wontons from Zhumaliu are the most delicious. The skin is thin, the filling is tender, and the soup is fresh."

"Don't go there"

"By the way, let me tell you, Deyiju's pen absorbs more ink than Chunfengzhai, and the ink color is also more uniform. I have used four or five of them."

"I also found a good study room yesterday. Look at it. This book is so beautiful. There are still several volumes that I have more than enough to do but not enough to do."

"Xu Yang, Xu Yang! I read your poem yesterday. Except for two metrical errors, it was very well written."

Pei Ye walked in, bright sunlight streaming in through the window, and there was some inexplicable peace in the noise. He found a seat and sat down. There was no Fang Jidao today. He spread the book on the table without looking at it, but opened the case file first.

But as soon as my ears moved, I heard a loud voice from the other side: "There has been no sound about the ban on recommendation recently. The disturbance in Fengchi these two days is not a dispute between Yuan and Li at all, but a case!"

Pei Ye was slightly startled, then remembered that the Imperial College was indeed adjacent to Nanya, and that things were often discussed first-hand. However, it still surprised him that this personal experience suddenly reached his ears, and he realized that the scope of the confrontation between the two in the past three days was far greater than he expected.

"What case?" the person over there asked.

"Ah! Is it over there at Jingzhao Mansion?"

"I heard about it too. It seems that the Imperial Army was even mobilized."

"Real or false, how come I don't know?"

"You don't know. Let's go to Pingkangfang tonight and see what the 'Pingkang No. 1 Hall' looks like now."

"I went to see it last night. The Jinwu Guards were sealed, the door and wall collapsed, and there was no one left."

"I heard that the Forbidden Army discovered a human trafficking case and handed it over to Nanya for conviction, but someone wants to use it to implicate others."

"I would say that the Forbidden Army's investigation of the case is strange. Handing it over to Nan Ya for conviction has brought order to the chaos. But why should it be repeated again and again?"

"Do your hands and eyes reach the sky?"

"I don't know. Anyway, this case has been reopened for investigation. I heard that it is related to the Taiping Cao Gang."

"Oh! The Wuyunlou restaurant we often eat at seems to be theirs. That time I heard that we were Imperial College students, and that person even gave us a free meal."

"Hey, stop talking about the case. Can you still talk about the truth?" He said loudly at the beginning, "What is really shocking about this matter is the current trend in the court."

".Ah, I heard that too."

"What?"

"The latest news yesterday was that Di Shaoqing of Dali Temple took over the case alone. The Third Division set it up, but there was no support from Nanya. None of the ministers and censors went, and the court also responded coldly." This scholar He said, "Di Shaoqing issued an order, saying that the case will be solved within ten days. I went to Jingzhao Mansion today, and the only person who reported it was Si Cheng Li Zhao, and there was another one who didn't know where he came from, and his name was Pei Ye.”

"No one else came out of Dali Temple?"

"No, Mr. Di took the case himself - to put it bluntly, these three people are the ones who want to overturn this case."

".How can three people investigate the case?"

"Well who knows - I heard another thing."

"What?"

"Just at noon, Qiu Tianyu, the leader of the Taiping Cao Gang [Taiping Partridge], held a 'Ten Day Banquet' at Feijing Tower in the West Lake. There were 300 people every day. He said that he would have a ten-day banquet to entertain the friends of the Cao Gang. ”

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Pei Ye flipped through the papers on the case and carefully read the case of Zhang Mengyuan and his wife being robbed. In fact, there was no connection between this case and the Taiping Cao Gang. There were no mention of these four words in the whole article.

But there was a sense of incongruity that pulled him, and as he reread, he saw something was wrong again - the autopsy results of the three people were all vague, the couple had their throats cut with a knife, but Zhang Mingqin was beaten. Until death, there are no other details.

It is not a problem that the cause of death is simple, but since the cause of death is so simple, why did Zhang Mingqin's autopsy certificate be written on September 23, and Zhang Mengyuan and his wife's were written on September 26 for the case that occurred on September 18th?

Are you busy these two days?

Pei Ye frowned lightly. At this time, the teacher finally walked up to the front of the hall with the book. The students gradually stopped talking and sat back in their seats.

Today we are talking about "Spring and Autumn". The great Confucian scholar Li Mingqiu was uncultivated. He was over sixty years old. His face was still pure, but his gray hair on his temples was hard to hide. Xu Chuo was the only one who taught "Spring and Autumn" among the four disciplines. It is said that he was a doctor of the Imperial College when he was young. He worked his way up to the position of Minister of Rites and became an official, but he did not return to his hometown and returned to the Imperial College to teach again.

The great scholar put the book on the desk, but did not open it in a hurry. He straightened his sleeves and said, "I just heard that some students were discussing the case of carp dealers."

There was silence in the school.

Li Mingqiu said: "You are the future pillars of the Tang Dynasty. The Imperial Academy supervises the cultivation under Fengchi. The purpose is to provide students with observation and discussion, and also to let the seniors set examples for the younger generations."

"The rumors in the court are the true torrent of the Tang Dynasty. I hope you will not only use them as conversation materials, but also have a sense of truth and truth. Which role model you choose today may determine your career in the future."

Li Mingqiu did not express any opinion on the matter itself. After speaking slowly, he lowered his head and opened the page of the book: "Right and wrong are also the meaning of "Spring and Autumn"."

Pei Ye raised his head and looked around for the first time. Among the students in the room, there were quite a few who stood erect and thought deeply.

But when the formal lectures began, the young man couldn't help but frown again. He couldn't understand "Spring and Autumn" even more, so he divided his mind with a quail head, recording what he had learned in class, while still looking at the case file.

In order, Zhang Mingqin's knot first, and then Zhang Mengyuan and his wife, which deviates somewhat from the narrative logic of the case.

Pei Ye frowned slightly and spent the entire class like this.

The sunset melted gold, and the school was filled with warmth. After the teachers and students performed the ceremony, Li Mingqiu walked out of the school, and then the noise gradually started again.

In the evening after classes were over, the scholars smiled and made appointments where they would go after leaving prison. Although there are still people who study hard, more students are more willing to go to the lantern market, enjoy the wind by the lake, and have a relaxing time socializing.

The five or six people who came with me in front of the door have been sitting nearby. Now a scholar in front leaned on the table in the back seat with a smile, shaking his two slender eyebrows with joy: "Brother Chang, Brother Lin, yesterday Did you bring that cricket? I found a majestic one, let’s have a fight later.”

Lin Yuxian, who met at the door, rolled his eyes slightly: "How can we be in the school, with the teacher lecturing and crickets chirping below?"

"Won't you leave it outside the door?"

"I'm afraid of being robbed."

"The young man is so arrogant, he is still the servant of the young master."

The freckled woman put away the book, tilted her head and shouted: "Cheng Youlun, please forget about the crickets for now - and Chang Yuan, are you going to the Xichi Poetry Club in the second half of the month?"

Cheng Youlun turned around and said, "I won't go. I'm going to get tired of the poetry party all day long."

The freckled woman took a breath angrily, and the more steady man on the other side said, "Tinghua, who is there?"

The freckled woman's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hands to the gentle woman next to her: "We have a classmate named Fu Zhiyun, a talented woman."

Then to the right: "There is also the daughter of the general of the Jinwu Guard, a classmate of Yuan Junfang."

Then he pointed forward one by one: "There are more than ten people like Li Teng, the second son of Jingxian County, Lang Mei, a talented scholar from Fengyang, Wei Yuanfan, Tang Zhouli, Liu Du and others."

Cheng Youlun turned around and asked curiously: "Will classmate Zhangsun go?"

The freckled woman glared: "Go ahead and have your dream!"

Cheng Youlun rolled his eyes and turned around, Fu Zhiyun said: "I'll ask her if I have a chance tomorrow."

The freckled woman said: "Although my eldest grandson will definitely not come, we should also have a rare guest in this poetry meeting."

"What rare visitor?"

The freckled woman pursed her lips and brightened her eyes, leaned down and whispered: "Zhiyun and I met a practitioner that day, and we invited him here this time."

"I met a cultivator while eating noodles yesterday." Cheng You said, "It's impressive to carry a sword on your back, but even though you look like you're in your thirties or forties, your life is mediocre."

"It's different! This person is said to be the true successor of Nanyue Mountain. Do you know what the 'true successor' is? He is the one who will be the leader in the future, a real giant in the world of the future!" said the freckled woman! .

Cheng Youlun became somewhat interested: "Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true! I'm only twenty years old, and I won the ninth place in the sword competition of the thirty Southeast sects last year. This is a real cultivation genius, not just a trickster who can be found anywhere." The freckled woman said proudly, "Just like We scholars are just like Jinshi!"

Lin Yuxian frowned: "But I have never heard of the name Nanyue Mountain."

"I haven't heard of it either, but then I asked around and found out that it's from the Golden Crow Sect in the southeast, a very prestigious Sword Sect."

Cheng Youlun rubbed his hands: "Then I'll go too!"

The freckled woman nodded with satisfaction. Then she suddenly remembered something. She looked back at Pei Ye, who was leaning on her elbows and frowning, and asked curiously: "This classmate, do you want to go to the Xichi Poetry Club too?"

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"This classmate?"

"Huh? Oh," Pei Ye looked up for a moment and smiled sadly, "I really like listening to everyone's poetry, but I don't have much free time these days, so maybe next time."

"Oh, okay." The freckled woman just thought he was declining.

Pei Ye frowned and lowered his head again. It was not that he was indifferent, but he was staring at the case file, and an idea came to his mind.

——What if Zhang Mingqin and her parents were not discovered at the same time, or even died at the same time?

But why...were they discovered at the same time?

[Zhang Mengyuan and his wife dumped their bodies outside the city, and their daughter Zhang Mingqin dumped her body in Longshou Canal]

Pei Ye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab the arm of the freckled woman next to him who was about to leave: "Classmate, do you have a map of Shenjing?"

The freckled woman froze in fright: "Ah, there is an engraving in the pavilion outside the hall."

"Thank you."

Pei Ye strode out of the school and came to the pavilion, frowning and lowering his head.

Longshou Canal is a huge water system surrounding the northeastern part of Shenjing City. In addition to the main canal outside the city, there are five or six branches that penetrate into the city.

What if this "Longshou Canal" is not outside the city, but inside the city?

They were robbed and killed outside the city, but the girl was dumped in a ditch inside the city?

Yongjia, Anxing, Shengye, Chongren, Yongxing. Longshou Canal passes through these squares, and they are all the relatives of the emperor and high-ranking officials.

——Is this really a robbery and murder?

Pei Ye instantly thought of the girl named Cheng Xiaozhu in the back office of Jingzhao Mansion.

He put the case file in his arms and strode out of the Imperial College. It was already dark, and students were walking around and laughing. Pei Ye jumped on the carriage and said, "Go to Jingzhao Mansion immediately."

Pei Ye came to the backyard of the mansion. The entire courtyard was dark, with only the archives room lit by dim candles. It was really a lonely light in the night.

This is almost a reflection of the pressure they face. Di Jiu and Li Zhao said that they could connect little by little and catch each other's trap sooner or later, but now the fact is that the other party has formed a thick shell, and the three of them are not familiar with each other. The people in Caobang really found it difficult to deal with it.

Unless there is a sharp enough long blade.

Pei Ye didn't even go in to say hello. He grabbed a government official and said, "Where is your arrester?"

"The Thief Catching Department is behind the courtyard."

Pei Ye let go of him and walked away with his sword. This was another government office with the lights on. When Pei Ye opened the door, a middle-aged man with a black beard was playing cards with two detectives cross-legged. There was a pot of purple in the middle. Pei Ye had seen these small fruits when she was at the Star-Zhaing Tower. They were grapes from the Western Regions.

The black-bearded middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of skin, raised his face with thin scars and looked over: "Who is he?"

"Who is Lu Dingwu?"

"I am." The black-bearded middle-aged man stood up slowly.

"The Third Division is handling a case and I want to inquire about a case from you." Pei Ye walked up to him and shook out the case file in his hand. "I want to know the handling process for the case of Zhang Mengyuan and his wife."

Lu Dingwu's eyes paused, as if he didn't expect that he would take out the case file after a long time. The next moment, a smile appeared on his lips: "Isn't this case written on it? Could it be that the envoy doesn't know how to read?"

"There are many omissions and contradictions in the case. I want to know how this case started, how it was investigated, and how it ended." Pei Ye said seriously, "You should know about the case you are handling."

"After discovering the bodies, the brothers tracked down the four murderers and then went to jail." Lu Dingwu said, then looked at the two detectives beside him, "Zhang You, Zhou Yuan - right?"

"Lu Yugu is supporting you, so why don't you say anything?" Pei Ye lowered his head, put away the case file, and stretched his hands to his waist.

"The envoy talks a lot of lies. We are all officials of the Tang Dynasty. You are rude and blame me. How can you support me?" Lu Dingwu raised his head and said, "I have the official uniform of the Tang Dynasty to support me——"

Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a sword light that cut off his vision lit up without warning. He clenched his heart and lungs and gathered his energy to draw the sword, but the next moment the fierce heat on the sword exploded, and in an instant he was completely One arm lost feeling.

At the same moment, the movements of the two detectives who drew their swords were also frozen in place. Pei Ye stood quietly and placed the cold blade in front of his throat. The mirror-like sword body reflected the delicate and delicate flowers. Like the jade-colored red lotus in a fairyland.

"I'll give you two choices, either tell it here," Pei Ye said calmly, holding the wild goose sign in front of him, "or tell it in the Immortal Platform Heavy Prison."

Lu Dingwu's face turned pale as he looked at the sign, and his lips trembled slightly. Only then did he know where this thug-like young man came from.

At this moment, Black Cat whispered: "Did he just inadvertently tease you to the point of pain?"