Queen's Detective

The 15th year of Yuansheng in the Great Zhou Dynasty, spring.

After the Waking of Insects, the weather in Chang'an City suddenly became warmer.A few crisp birdsong awakened the branches, the morning light depicted the majestic and magnificent imperial palace in the distance, and the golden shimmer pouring down from the corner of the eaves opened up a long straight road along the Zhuque Avenue in the center of Chang'an City.

On this long road, the peddlers carrying loads, the bearers hurrying on the road, and the charming ladies who lifted up the car curtains and looked out told you that last night was another peaceful Chang’an.

However, maybe last night was not so peaceful.

There was a rush of hoofbeats from far to near, and the peddlers hurriedly avoided.Against the morning light, they couldn't see the face of the person for a while, but they knew in their hearts that anyone who dared to ride a horse in Chang'an City was not someone to be provoked.

Sure enough, the black background, light ochre pattern, and densely blooming chestnut plum blossoms, such an official uniform, represents Dali Temple.

"Pa——" a big fish was frightened and jumped out of the vendor's bamboo basket, flopping restlessly on the ground.The peddler quickly picked it up, leaving a few scattered bloodstains.

The lady in the sedan chair on the other side of the street hurriedly lowered the curtain of the sedan chair, and suddenly remembered the almanac she had read before going out—everything was inappropriate today.

The clattering horseshoe quickly disappeared on Suzaku Avenue, turning into the northeast corner of Chang'an City.Because it is close to the imperial palace, it has become a gathering place for dignitaries over time.And the people who witnessed the Dali Temple's dispatch early in the morning also came to a conclusion-the case that Dali Temple is going to handle today should be unusual, otherwise it would not be the case that Dali Temple's Shaoqing Guan Qingci personally took action.

Stopping suddenly, dismounting, and with his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, Guan Qingci stepped into a private house with awe-inspiring momentum, without stopping for a moment, and his gestures and gestures reflected the capable style of Dali Temple.

The staff of Dali Temple who came first hurriedly greeted them.

"Where's the corpse?" Guan Qing asked, his clean voice was tinged with a hint of chill.

"Still in the quiet hall, Wang Min is guarding, not letting in."

"Although my family is not a wealthy family, there is also a golden plaque for protection from the current Holy Father. Please respect my father's last wish. No one can enter here today." In front of the quiet hall, a young man of about thirteen or fourteen was neither humble nor overbearing. Although his eyes were reddish, he stood in front of the door with a sword at his waist, refusing to move an inch.

Zhang Yan, the prime minister of Dali Temple, led the people to stand under the steps, and was quite annoyed by his attitude, but when the other party mentioned the imperial golden plaque, he dared not go beyond half a step.

"Young Master Wang, I'm also responsible. Besides, you sent your servants to report the case. Why don't you let us investigate the case?"

"Investigate the case, let Mr. Yan come."

"Yan Sanbai is not here." Suddenly, a voice interrupted, and Zhang Yan and Wang Min looked together.

As if seeing a savior, Zhang Yan quickly took a step back and let him stand in front.

Wang Min saw that the person who came was slightly nervous, and tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, "Master Guan."

"Mr. Wang, Yan Sanbai only appeared in Yangzhou last month. Your father was killed. Why do you not want to solve the case as soon as possible?" Guan Qingci stared at Wang Min with sharp eyes.

Wang Min clenched the hilt of his sword, but did not retreat, "Master Guan, it's not that I don't want to solve the case as soon as possible, it's because my father told him a few days ago that if something happens to him, he must ask Mr. Yan San and Bai Yan to settle the case. I dare not refuse."

Guan Qing said in a low tone, "Is your father not trusting my Dali Temple's ability to handle cases?"

"No, no, Mr. Guan, don't think that way. As I said, this is my father's intention." After all, Wang Min is young, no matter how much he pretends to be an adult, he is still under the pressure of Guan Qingci's gaze. He was defeated, but he still insisted on this condition. With the golden plaque in his hand, the Wang family was recognized by the emperor as a founding meritorious service, and Dali Temple did not dare to break in by force.

Thinking of this, Guan Qingci couldn't help frowning slightly, his sword eyebrows were like two cold fronts, making people dare not look directly at them.

He asked Zhang Yan: "Has the golden hazel wing been released?"

"Return to the adults, it has been released."

The golden hazel wing is a kind of Gu insect, and it got its name because its wings are as gorgeous as a golden hazel coat.There are two kinds of witch hazel wings, female and female. The female insect lives on Yan Sanbai's body, and the larvae are placed in Dali Temple. When Yan Sanbai needs to be called urgently, just release the larvae, and it can find the target smoothly.

Guan Qingci turned to Wang Min again, "If you insist on asking Yan Sanbai to investigate the case, that's fine, but before that, I must go in and take a look in person."

Wang Min hesitated for a moment. After all, he didn't want to make too much trouble with Dali Temple. His father had mentioned this Guan Qing's resignation to him, but at a young age, he was able to sit on the position of Dali Temple's young minister, so he couldn't easily offend him.And in fact, he didn't know why his father would make such a request a few days before he was killed.

"But you can't touch my father's body, and you have to wait for Mr. Yan to make specific inquiries."

"can."

Guan Qingci finally walked into the quiet hall, and as soon as he entered, the smell of blood came to his nostrils.Wang Min's father, Wang Jingchuan, the former head of the Guihe Sect, knelt in front of the table where the incense was offered, lowered his head, and a sharp sword protruded from his heart, and the blood that was so red that it was black was stained red. Blanket under body.Another piece of white silk was hung from the beam and strangled Wang Jingchuan's neck.

One person, two kinds of death sentences, I really can't think of any deep hatred between the murderer and him.

Wang Min turned away, with a sad expression.He gripped the door frame tightly, and his hatred anger made him lose the bearing he had just confronted Guan Qingci.

"You found it wrong. When you broke in, were you sure the door was locked from the inside?" Guan Qing turned back and asked Wang Min.Although Wang Min was immersed in the grief of losing his father at the moment, Guan Qingci did not have the kindness to consider him.

"Yes, and I've seen that all the windows are fastened."

Hearing this, Guan Qingci raised his head and looked up, "Zhang Yan, go to the roof and check."

After a while, Zhang Yan sent a message back, "There is no sign of anyone entering or exiting on the roof!"

In other words, this is a secret room that no one can enter or leave.

Guan Qingci read it carefully, the quiet hall is very small, and there is no secret way.And Wang Jingchuan was stabbed to death by a sword or strangled to death, not by poisonous arrows or poisonous smoke, which can be operated remotely, so the murderer must have come here.

But how can this be done?

Wang Minqiang recovered from his grief. His father's death made him mature a lot overnight. He knew that his father must have a special reason for asking Yan Sanbai to preside over the investigation, so he had to find a way to deal with Guan Qingci.

Unexpectedly, Guan Qingci didn't make things difficult for him any more. After checking the room for a while, he turned and left, just like when he came, he acted vigorously and resolutely.

Zhang Yan hurriedly followed, "My lord, should we wait for Yan Sanbai to come now?"

From Zhang Yan's point of view, this case is a bit mysterious. With his brain, he can't solve the mystery of the secret room. If it is the man who is rumored to interrupt the case like a god, he can look forward to it.

Unexpectedly, Guan Qingci stopped suddenly, and looked at him coldly, "If everyone relies on Yan Sanbai to investigate the case, what do you want Dali Temple to do?"

Zhang Yan quickly said yes, "My lord, we are going now..."

"Investigate the case." Guan Qingci walked away in a huff. When he reached the door, he quickly got on his horse, turned his horse's head and left immediately.

Following a master who was too efficient, Zhang Yan really complained, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to bring his horse over.

However, before getting on the horse, when he suddenly remembered something and wanted to give some instructions, he turned around and saw a five or six-year-old girl suddenly appearing behind him holding a black cat, and the cat stared at him unblinkingly. Startled him.

Black cat, meaning unknown.Those blue eyes stared at him faintly, making his hair stand on end.

At this time, the little girl suddenly raised her head, just like the cat, she looked at Zhang Yan faintly, "Uncle, my cat is bleeding."

Zhang Yan only felt that because of the cat, he saw that this little girl was also gloomy, so he sent: "Go, go and find your adults."

After finishing speaking, he rode on his horse and hurried away to avoid any bad luck.

At the same time, in a teahouse in the north of the city, a storyteller from the south copied a handful of Sanxian and was about to start a good show.

He was not hired by the teahouse, but one of the tea guests from all over the world.A regular customer mentioned the trip of Shaoqing in Dali Temple this morning, so everyone exchanged the latest gossip.

"Didn't Master Shaoqing turn green with anger this time?"

"Hey, who asked someone to name 'Yan Sanbai' by order to investigate the case? If this matter falls on Mr. Yan, even Dali Temple can't control it!"

"Not to mention, last time the strange case of Kaifeng, such a difficult case was solved by him, and the rumors outside are so miraculous, is it true?"

The storyteller spoke. He looked very young, full of heaven, and a lucky man.

"It's true, it's absolutely true. I haven't seen the strange case in Kaifeng, but I have seen the case in Suzhou Mansion with my own eyes. That's where I came from."

The tea guests showed interest one after another, begging him to speak quickly.The storyteller cleared his throat, and talked about Yan Sanbai in his obvious tone of Wu Nong's soft language.

Yan Sanbai was originally a knight-errant, but because he solved some puzzling cases for some friends from the rivers and lakes, he gained the reputation of a knight-errant.This was originally just what friends in the world yelled casually, but in the 13th year of Yuansheng, Yan Sanbai suddenly went to Beijing to rush for the exam.

It's nothing more than rushing for the exam, Yan Sanbai is also a martial artist after all, but in the end he won a plume of literary champion.At that time, Chang'an City was extremely lively. Everyone knew that there was a knight-errant who won the literary champion, which was really novel.

The emperor also felt that it was very fresh, but he also had a difficult time. How should he arrange for this newly promoted literary champion?Doesn't seem to fit any position.

So the Minister of Rites, who was in charge of the imperial examinations, said that it is better to let Yan Sanbai be a comfortable person living between the temple and the rivers and lakes.

The emperor thought this was interesting, so he issued an imperial decree—and went to investigate the case.

At the same time, the emperor gave Yan Sanbai a gold medal, holding this gold medal can solve the world's crimes, and even Dali Temple should not interfere too much.

Yan Sanbai, who was ordered to investigate the case, was born.

But Yan Sanbai is a ranger, his whereabouts are erratic, it is really difficult to find him to investigate the case.

It was as if he had won the No. [-] scholar and left Chang'an City, and never came back.

At this time, on the second floor of Yunxianju, opposite the teahouse, a folding fan pushed open the vermilion window.

"What are you talking about on the other side? It's so lively?" The owner of the folding fan leaned against the window, dressed in a red dress embroidered with auspicious clouds, his long black hair tied with a small gold crown, and a pair of slender phoenix eyes gave a glimpse of flair and publicity.

"My lord, I'm chatting with Mr. Yan San and Bai Yan." The attendant in Tsing Yi replied.

"Oh?" The man turned around, seeming to be interested in the name.Putting away the folding fan with a swish, I remembered the comments about Yan Sanbai in Jianghu, "Yan Sanbai, Yan Ling knife out, all evils bow their heads; a gentle and graceful son, unparalleled in white clothes, there is no chance to meet..."

"Ah!"

Outside the teahouse, the man in white with the donkey sneezed. He stopped, touched his nose, and there was a helpless smile on his handsome face, probably thinking—who is talking about him again?

People passing by couldn't help but take a second look at him, Zhou people love beauty, and they love the handsome young man who is born like this, and has a pleasing smile.Especially those eyes, big and sincere when blinking like stars in the night sky.

Moreover, although this young gentleman is dressed as a chivalrous man with elegant white clothes, there is a bookish look on his brows, which is gentle and refined.

The storyteller's witty remarks made the tea guests roar with laughter.

The owner of the teahouse and the owner of the opposite door, Xianyunju, are deadly rivals. The two compete with each other to see who has the better business.

Seeing a handsome young man standing in the middle of the road, he immediately started robbing people, even more attentive than the old bustard of Qinlou Chuguan.

The handsome young man was caught in the middle, he was in a dilemma, he didn't intend to stay for tea and dinner, when he heard a burst of happy laughter from upstairs.

"Tsk tsk, how can you be so boring when you open the door to welcome guests? If you want me to say, why don't you just set up a ring to compete?"

The young man in red is leaning against the railing, with a folding fan, pointing to the country.

The two bosses were immediately attracted by him.

The owner of the restaurant cupped his hands, "Young master, it's easy to put on a show, but how does drinking tea compare with food?"

The boss of Xianyunju also expressed his agreement in a rare way, "Yes, if we can compare, how can the two of us waste this great time?"

"Since the comparison is incomparable, what are you fighting for?"

"This..." Both of them were stopped by the question, and at this time, the handsome young man led the donkey and took advantage of the situation to go far away. When he was about to turn a corner, he cupped his hands at the young man in red - thank you.

The young man in red shook his folding fan—you're welcome.

The two bosses glared at each other—I was so angry.

The poor loyal servant Ling Ding was still persuading behind him, "My lord, let's go back to the palace first, the empress dowager will be angry if she knows that you came to Chang'an earlier but didn't go to see her."

The prince raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and tapped the attendant's head lightly with his folding fan, "If I go back to Chang'an, I have to stay in the palace, so why should I come back early and get lost?"

At this time, Guan Qingci was standing in the Qianwen Pavilion where various files were stored, but his brows were slightly frowned on his heroic face, "You said Yan Sanbai has already been here?"

The civil servant in charge of guarding and organizing the files smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Guan, you came here not long after he left."