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"This is for a private matter, so we don't need to be public. Let's talk in the back room."

"Here."

Two figures walked into the back hall one after the other.

Since this morning, the Chang'an officialdom has had one more talk: the oiran of Yang Liu's family in Pingkangfang was killed at home.

The people of Tang Dynasty pursued famous prostitutes, focusing on appearance and talents. Only those who are both color and artistic can be qualified as oiran. They are respected as the lady of all-knowing. They have visited hundreds of prostitutes large and small in Chang'an. , No more than the number of hands.

Therefore, even princes and nobles who want to be with one of their relatives, Fangze, have to wait in line, and it depends on how the lady feels. If she is unwilling, there is no way, but to go back to the house and find another good. Time.

In other words.

Every oiran is inextricably linked with each other, and the oiran who was killed last night, whose stage name is Fuxiang, is rumored to have a close relationship with Pinglu Jiedushi Anlushan.

Who is An Lushan?

The saint's favorite Hu will!

Originally this was a troublesome thing. After all, since ancient times, deaths have been a major case, and even Jing Zhaoyin has to personally interrogate them. However, as a piece of news came out, things became even more troublesome.

It is said that this lady of Floating Fragrance was unwieldy when she died, which made the case more fragrant.

Oiran, nothing, death.

Gee, good story!

In fact, no matter how decent on the surface, people will be interested in things with a nasty taste in their hearts, and imperial officials are no exception.

At this moment, outside the Daming Palace, where the offices of various ministries are located, the officials are distributing food at the porch.

Corridor, that is, corridor passage.

The food under the corridor refers to the imperial officials walking out of the hall, sitting on the floor under the cornices and in the corridor, eating a free lunch funded by the state finances. This meal is not enough if you don’t eat, you must eat and drink with public money, or you will be impeached.

At this time, the death of Oiran Fuxiang spread among the gossips of officials of various ministries.

"Have you heard of that?"

"Brother Wen'an refers to the murder case that occurred in Pingkangfang last night..."

"Of course."

Due to the different nature of the work of the various ministries of the imperial court, the atmosphere when eating at the dining hall was also different. Departments responsible for impeaching hundreds of officials, such as Yushitai, not only refused to speak, but also were not allowed to move around at will.

In contrast, staying at Dali Temple is quite comfortable, as long as it is not full of meat, the chief official will not rebuke.

"I heard that the corpse was found by Wuhou in the Xunjie Street of Pingkangfang. It was naked and fell from the attic..."

"No, how did I hear that the oiran died in the garden and was discovered by a benefactor."

During the conversation between several officials, they frequently looked up and saw that the main official of the temple not only did not stop, but stopped to listen. I couldn't help but feel relieved:

It seems that as the rumors say, the newly appointed Daliqing has a romantic personality and is most fond of prostitutes.

Of course, Lu Li didn't know that he had got this kind of persona. He listened to the story silently when he first arrived.

Until a figure appeared in sight.

cat?

The cat's tail in Bai Xiao's mouth...

Refers to this? !

The coat was pure white, without a trace of variegated color, with golden vertical pupils, and his expression was exceptionally cold, which made Lu Chengli feel a sense of absurdity.

"I have seen Shaoqing."

"I have seen Shaoqing."

Officials along the way crossed their hands and saluted.

The cat was wearing a dark lapels and was more than seven feet tall. He came to Lu Li and sat down on his side, and bowed his hands in a salute.

Li Bing?

After returning the gift, Lu Li completely digested the extra memory.

Lu Li, whose name is Meng Ming, was born in the Lu clan of Wu Jun. He was appreciated by the saints and he was proficient in "Tang Law".

Li Bing, the emperor's royal cat and psychic, likes to eat cakes and bait. He named himself "Bing". The saint gave him the surname Li. Because of his agility and proficient in criminal names, he served as Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

"Now that everyone is all there, let's open the table, and wish you good health in advance."

"Siqing Shangyuan Ankang."

Lu Li took the lead to toast and drank sake.

If it were in the past, this move would have to be impeached by Yushi, but today is an exception, on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, which is about to come.

At that time, Chang'an City will become a veritable city that never sleeps.

On the fourteenth, fifteenth, and sixteenth days, the night ban was cancelled. The people who had been holding back for a whole year were allowed to walk freely in Chang'an, go to the streets to admire the lanterns, sing and dance, watch the lanterns, dance the gods, and enjoy all kinds of things. Night culture.

On this festive season, it is rare for empire officials to relax. In fact, for them, 1996 is really a blessing.

Modern people go to work at all times and leave work at haishi, with one day off every seven days.

For those officials in Chang'an, the capital of the country, they have been working for a long time. Theoretically, they will go home from get off work when they apply. However, no one dares to leave until the official duties are completed on that day. It is commonplace to spend all night and turn around every tenth. Only one day can be rested.

Because of this, everyone from the public officials to the traffickers and pawns are looking forward to the Spring Festival. Today, I drink less alcohol at the government office, and no one will hold him accountable.

"Li Shaoqing, this year, the official will take a break during the Yuan Festival. I will trouble you with the affairs of the temple."

After speaking, Lu Li picked up the Jiujue, looked to his side, and said with a smile: "See the saint."

Sake is sacred, and turbid sake is virtuous.

Li Bing elegantly drew it up, squeezed the wine lord on the table with a cat's claw, and replied "See you together", then swiped his sleeves and drank it all.

When he first entered Datang, he drank with a cat and gave him all the official duties. This made Lu Li feel very novel. At the same time, he was more and more expecting what he would encounter during the Shangyuan Festival.

As for the death of Oiran, what's the matter with me?

Lu Li didn't intend to intervene. He was here on vacation, not investigating the crime. In addition, Shaoqing Yumao was sitting in Dali Temple, he was very relieved.

At this point, Lu Li smiled at Li Bing, put down the wine jue, and began to pick up the dishes.

Staple food: deep fried?

The surface is sprinkled with a layer of flax, the outer skin is crispy, and the inside is wrapped in mutton, a bit like hemp balls.

Two dishes: shredded sheepskin, scallion and vinegar chicken.

In addition, there is a small white porcelain jar with sideways opening on the dining table, which contains some milky buttermilk.

If you want to say that this meal is luxurious and rich, you can't even talk about it.

Anyway, Lu Li thought it tasted good.

In the first place, the officials were still discussing the Oiran, and the atmosphere became more harmonious. After all, there is food in the belly, and the mood will naturally be better.

At this moment, there was an announcement from the handyman outside: "Listen, the saint will give you food."

Afterwards, a group of small servants carrying food boxes walked down the corridor and distributed food boxes one by one, no more, no less, and every high-ranking official had a copy.

Everyone is not surprised, but they are still facing the direction of Daming Palace to thank you——

During the festive season, the saint will give benefits to officials in Beijing, including pancakes, rice cakes, rice dumplings and other pastries ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, as well as delicacies carefully prepared by the royal kitchen.

Warm cold flower stuffed donkey steamed.

The donkey meat is soaked in good rice wine and various spices, and then steamed in a basket until it becomes rotten before taking it out. The coldness in the body will be removed by taking such a bite in the winter.

After reading the dishes in his food box, Lu Li glanced at the table of Yu Mao Li Bing——

A dish of fried dried fish.

Crystal dragon and phoenix cake, smallpox biluo, brahman light high noodles and other cake baits.

Hmm...Li Bing, worthy of the name.

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