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Leopard Guards joined the army.

Famous prostitutes in Pingkangfang.

Yuan Zai couldn't figure out the connection between the two, but he felt that there must be a secret hidden in it, and maybe some noble person could be caught by this.

Under Yuan Zai’s scrutiny gaze, Captain Bao Shen sighed and said helplessly, “This oiran fragrant fragrance and Pinglu Jiedu make Anlu Mountain old. Invited this floating fragrance as a female companion."

On the Spring Festival, it is definitely a decent thing to invite famous geisha ladies in the city to accompany them.

Unfortunately, the news has not yet been made public, and the Oiran Fuxiang was killed, and there was still no trace of his body when he died. Where does this make Anlushan's face?

Taking advantage of the fact that the news was not confirmed, he hurriedly denied that he had invited Fuxiang as his female companion, while secretly sending someone to investigate. And in order to avoid gossip, An Lushan did not send his own party members, but found an eyeliner with whom he rarely contacted—

Leopard Taowei joined the army Bao Yi.

On the side, Yuan Zai, who had learned of the inside story, nodded and said with a smile: "It turned out to be an issue of Anjiedu. Join the army for a while, so I will go to the file library."

When the words were over, Yuan Zai turned and walked towards the warehouse, vigorously and vigorously. Compared with the previous one, he seemed to have changed.

After a while, Bao Yi got the dossier as he wished.

The homicide scene, confession from the benefactor, and summary of the case are all recorded on it.

[One of the deceased, the famous prostitute of Pingkang Fang fragrant, no wounds, suspected of falling to death]

This is the first conclusion made by Wuhou and the bad guys. There is nothing unusual. After all, they don't know how to do an autopsy. But when he saw the conclusion given by Wu Zuo, Bao Yi shook his heart and frowned.

[There are no abnormalities in the top center, halogen door, hairline, forehead, and both eyebrows. The eyes are closed, the eyelids are opened, the eyeballs are complete and intact, there is no blood in the mouth and nose, the teeth and tongue in the mouth are complete, and there are no lumps or wounds on the body. , Smooth skin]

[With the permission of Lizheng, verify the whole body of the deceased]

[No foreign matter left in the body]

【No signs of poisoning】

In order to find out the cause of death, Wu Zuo first used silver needles to detect the poison, and then took the residual liquid from the fragrant stomach and intestines to feed the livestock, and finally ruled out the possibility of poisoning.

No trauma?

She fell from the attic...

Isn't it really evil to commit crimes? At this point, Bao Cenjun hurriedly turned a page, ignoring the scene records, and looked directly at the conclusion:

No trace is to be found, what the ghosts and gods do.

At this moment, Bao Yi's face was already very ugly. He took a long sigh of relief and tried to calm himself down, before raising his head: "The magistrate of Wannian County has nothing to do and can't find the real culprit. What about Dali Temple?"

Yuan Zai didn't know what to pay attention to, and said frankly: "After the Shangyuan Festival, Siqing and Shaoqing will decide on their own. During this period, the case will be in charge of the case."

There are many cases in Dali Temple, and they are all homicides and important cases. It is impossible to stare at a certain case unless the saint has the will to come down, or the Temple Qing and Shaoqing are interested in it.

"Shangyuan Festival, they don't have the intention of investigating the case, they have been with the family to watch the lanterns and play early."

Having said that, Bao Yi frowned, his tone a little rushing: "General An is anxious to find out the truth, how can I explain it!"

Originally thinking of organizing a manpower survey by himself, but after reading the dossier, Bao Yi felt nowhere to start, and he had a specialization in the field of surgery. He wanted to win a helper and share a piece of the pie.

Hearing the hint, a smile appeared on Yuan Zai’s face, his eyes sincerely said: “If you don’t dislike it, and you are willing to add a bit of strength, you may be able to help An Jiedu find out the truth.”

"Aren't you on duty?"

"There are a lot of colleagues here, and one person can be found to be on duty without getting in the way." Yuan Zai said.

Not long after, the two figures walked out of Dali Temple side by side. As for the purpose, it was naturally to jointly investigate the case.

Chengdong.

The black-maned horse snorted triumphantly, because Lu Li had just asked someone to give it a haircut.

As the saying goes: five-flowered horses, golden fur.

After the meticulous trimming by Master Hu, the black-maned horse became more and more beautiful, the mane was cut into petals, a total of five petals, the body was also washed clean, and equipped with various harnesses—

Luotou, Baotian gold saddles, tiger skins, not only that, but also gold leaves hanging on the front of the forehead, nose, and cheeks.

Coupled with the extraordinary appearance of the horse, the black mane horse feels that he is the most attractive horse on the streets of Chang'an and should be let his owner carry it on his back.

In fact, Lu Li also had this strength, because at the moment he came into this world, there was a star connected with it in the dark.

Of course, the black mane horse hadn't drifted to this level. Although it wanted to rebel, but its strength didn't allow it, it could only land and wander slowly on the street.

Datang Chang'an has a total of 108 squares and 38 main roads, each with a width of more than 30 feet. Sophora japonica and willows are planted on both sides, and the squares are separated by canals.

On weekdays, even if there are too many people, it will not appear narrow, but today it will not work, and it will be even more so tomorrow.

Although the Shangyuan Festival has not yet arrived, everyone in Chang'an is arranging colorful lanterns, especially the wealthy, and they invite skilled craftsmen into the mansion, in order to show off during the Shangyuan Festival.

In addition, envoys and businessmen from all over the world have also taken to the streets to purchase the things needed for the festival: walnuts, pine nuts, persimmons, sugar, and snacks, so that they can be used when shopping and enjoying the lights.

"It's a big city of Chang'an, with thirty people, how big a wave can you splash?"

Seeing tens of thousands of people wandering the street, Lu Li thought of Pan Ming and Duke. After all, playing alone, he always felt that something was missing.

Unfortunately, this time is not a collective action. Whether you can get together depends entirely on luck.

"I have seen Si Qing."

Suddenly, a voice came from his side.

Could it be that the guards followed?

Lu Li squinted his eyes, only to find that the man behind him had never seen him before.

He was about forty years old, his face was strange, and his clothes were very different from those of the Tang Dynasty, but he should not be a foreign race, because he spoke extremely authentic Mandarin.

"You are?"

"In Xia Chao Heng, save the left to fill the fault."

"What's the matter?"

"I have been admiring Siqing for a long time, and I will meet in the middle of the road today, and I am here to pay a visit."

At this moment, Chao Heng had already followed, but he was still half a horse behind Lu Li, showing respect.

Seeing this, Lu Li couldn't drive him away. He had nothing to do, so the right was to find someone to speak.

"Where is Chao Qing going?"

Hearing that the chief official of Dali Temple called himself Qing, Chao Heng was moved in his heart. He loosened the reins and crossed his hands and replied: "At the invitation of a few friends, I will go to Pingkangfang for a banquet."

To this, Lu Li was quite surprised: "It just happened to be on the way, let's go together?"

This is not false at all. He planned to go to Pingkangfang again tomorrow to find a female partner, but seeing the crowds of people at the moment, it feels like if they are late, the girls will have an appointment, and then he will have to visit Chang'an alone. , Very boring, it would be better to act early.

"It's what I want." Chao Heng smiled.

After a while, the two became acquainted.

Lu Li couldn't help asking: "Your robe is very novel, what on earth is it?"

"Hometown specialty."

At the end of the words, Xu was thinking of something, Chao Heng looked in a daze, and sighed, "Mojie wrote a poem some time ago, saying: Every holiday season, I will wear round neck robes when I come out to admire the lanterns in the next year. With this sentence, I missed my hometown so much, so I changed it into Japanese fur. UU看书www.uukánshu.com"

Japan?

Could it be that I met the Tang ambassador.

In addition, is it not Wang Wei's poem every festive season? By the way, he called Mo Jie.

Seeing Lu Li staring at his robe, Chao Heng would be wrong, and his face was full of self-confidence: "If Siqing likes this fur, I will send someone to give you a new one a few days ago. Give Li Taibai the piece to Li Taibai, which makes him happy."

Li Bai, the words are too white.

Wang Wei, the word Mojie.

Obviously, this Chao Heng is not simple, besides, he said that at the invitation of a friend, should this friend refer to Li Bai and the others?

If so, you can go get acquainted and see the poetry demeanor.

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