Queen's Detective

Wang Min came out of the palace, and walked slowly on Zhuque Street alone, thinking about what to bring back to his mother and younger sister.Ever since they moved to the Guihe School, they were far away from Chang'an. It was always inconvenient to buy things, and there were no children of the same age on the mountain. Although it was very lively for my sister to watch the brothers and sisters practice martial arts all day long, there always seemed to be something missing. something.

He remembered that when his father was still there, he always let his sister ride on his neck, took her to play in the street, bought a windmill in his hand, and brought a bunch of candied haws.

Just buy her more toys and snacks, Wang Min thought, seeing a shop selling snacks on the street, she turned around and went in to have a look.

Next to the shop was a bookstore. When Wang Min went in, he happened to see a young scholar coming out of it.Wang Min took another look at him. Although Ge Yin was wearing the most common coarse clothes, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his brows were full of heroism and spirit, and he was a little different from the frail scholars everywhere in Chang'an City. .

The two sides had a face-to-face meeting, and the other party seemed very happy, and walked away in stride without noticing Wang Min at all.Wang Min didn't take it seriously, and walked into the shop with her legs up.

But after a while, there was a sudden commotion outside, and Wang Min faintly heard someone shouting to catch the thief.He hurried out, the lightness kung fu taught by Ah Bai became more and more proficient now, and within a few ups and downs he arrived at the scene of the incident.

Surrounded by the crowd, the scholar whom he met just now knelt down on one knee and pressed down on a middle-aged man dressed as a servant, and his arm, which was not considered strong at all, firmly cut the man's hand, "Are you running? Run away? You dare to steal your grandpa’s money, your brain is rusted!”

The smug and slightly flamboyant tone, with the unique anger of this age, made the dusty face that was originally only delicate stand out.

And this hand strength, he doesn't look like a person who can only read books.

"Oh, grandpa, grandpa, I was wrong! Please let me go..." The thief was also scared, who would have thought that a poor scholar would have such strength.

"Do you dare next time?"

"Don't dare, don't dare! Let go of me, it hurts..."

"Hmph." The scholar breathed out his nostrils, "Don't think about it being so simple and forget about it. Come on, follow me to the official."

"Yes! Go to see the official!" The people next to him agreed, and a few big and thick came out with their sleeves rolled up, "Little brother, we are here to help you!"

The thief was soon tied up by Wu Huada and taken to the county government office. The scholar picked up his purse from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and thanked him a few times, but he didn't want to go with him to the government office. If there is something urgent, I will trouble you all'.

When the crowd dissipated, he sneaked into the crowd, with a trace of anxiety on his face, as if he was in a hurry to go somewhere.He thought he was doing it quite covertly, but he didn't know that there was a head of the Guihe Sect standing by, taking in everything.

Wang Min saw that although the scholar was behaving strangely, he didn't look like a bad person, so he didn't want to pay any attention to it. However, the scholar didn't take a few steps, his expression suddenly changed, he looked around nervously, and picked up an old vegetable seller by the roadside. I put the empty bamboo basket on my body, squatted down quickly and let the big bamboo basket cover myself, and then remained motionless.

Which one is this?

Wang Min was suspicious. At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, "Huh? Isn't this Jinzhi?"

Turning around, I saw an old man with a goatee standing behind him, looking at him kindly.Wang Min hurriedly saluted, "The student has met Master Yan."

Before the Wang family had an accident, Wang Min was studying in the Imperial College. This was Wang Min's Ritual Teacher at that time, Yan Zheng.The so-called teacher for one day is a teacher for life. Although Wang Min no longer studied in the Imperial College because of the matter of returning to the He School, he is still a student of Yanzheng, and he is still the kind of student who is proud of himself.

Therefore, every time Yanzheng sees Wang Min, he can't help but sigh—how heartbroken he is that this proud student has left his identity as a scholar to fight and kill those Jianghu people.

"Sincerely..." Sure enough, Old Master Yan started talking again, and Wang Min could only listen to the teachings, and hesitant to understand.

When the old master finally finished reading, he remembered that his wife was still waiting for him to go back to eat, so he stroked his goatee and left.

Wang Min breathed a sigh of relief, and the scholar hiding in the bamboo basket by the street also breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to leave, the bamboo basket covering his body was lifted off suddenly. The four eyes are facing each other.

Wasn't he still there just now? !The scholar was surprised and observed carefully. This man had a sword on his waist, and he had an extraordinary demeanor. He was a... Jianghu?

"What are you doing hiding here (why did you lift my bamboo basket)?" The two words rang out almost at the same time, the two looked at each other, paused, and said in unison, "You speak first."

Wang Min: "..."

Scholar: "..."

The scholar patted his buttocks and stood up, planning to leave first.

Wang Min reached out to stop him, "Are you a student of the Imperial College?"

The scholar turned to look at him, "Is it related to you?"

"You were hiding from the teacher just now, he is my teacher."

Being punctured by a single word, the scholar raised his eyebrows, "How do you know I'm hiding from him? Maybe I just like squatting in bamboo baskets?"

Wang Min also raised his eyebrows, "Do you like squatting in bamboo baskets?"

"Yeah, you haven't squatted before, how do you know if it's comfortable to squat in it?" The scholar opened his eyes and said nonsense without making a draft. The owner of the bamboo basket next to him, the old vegetable seller, gave him a few strange glances, as if Like some idiot, he put the brood of chickens he bought into the bamboo basket, and hurried away with his load.

The scholar touched his nose, not paying attention.Turning back and staring at Wang Min, "If you grab me again, I'll be molested!"

Wang Min had never met such a scholar.

Very strange.

It's not like what the old pedants of the Guozijian can teach, but it seems that they popped out from the cracks in the rocks in the green hills, and they can speak amazing words with just one mouth.

But the impression is not bad, just feel very individual.

Thinking of this, Wang Min let him go and said, "There is a hidden hole in Xishe's courtyard wall next to Crooked Neck Willow. You can see it when you push away the vines."

"Huh?" The scholar was puzzled.

Wang Min didn't explain anymore, "I was the one who was abrupt just now, you go, or you will be late if you don't go back."

After finishing speaking, Wang Min said goodbye.When the scholar was reminded by him, he suddenly remembered that he still had serious business to do, so he slapped his head and ran away.

On the way to run, I remembered what that person said just now, Xishe's crooked neck willow?Could it be the one from the Guozijian?The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, otherwise how could that person know that there was such a strange-shaped willow with a crooked neck in the Guozijian school building, so he hurried over to have a look, and when he pushed aside the vines, there was indeed a willow that only allowed one person to pass through. of the hole.

Hey, now you don't need to climb over the wall.

The scholar sneaked in, restored the vines to their original shape, took off the leaves on his body and ran into the school building. Seeing that everyone was still there, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, a familiar classmate saw him, "Oh, Fusheng, why are you still here, go and change quickly, it's time for fasting."

"Go right away!" Fu Sheng responded, and ran away in a hurry.

The sound of pedaling footsteps echoed in the wooden corridor. The school building was repaired by several ministers personally a few years ago. The carved grids sprinkled on the pages of the book, igniting the fragrance of ink.

This is just a short story in ordinary life. It seems so inconspicuous, but it seems to be a bit of a surprise.Wang Min accidentally met a somewhat special little junior on the streets of Chang'an, and Fu Sheng accidentally got a shortcut to freely enter and leave the Imperial College from the senior who had never met before, and everyone was safe.

It's just that Wang Min didn't go out of his way to inquire about the new students who came to the Imperial College, and Fu Sheng had no way of knowing who Wang Min was. The days passed by like this, until one day, something happened suddenly in the Imperial College.

That day when Wang Min entered the palace, he had something to see his big brother Bai, but as soon as he entered the Palace of Chongxiao, he heard his tone was not right, and he didn't sound very happy.

Then he probed inside and saw Jing Zhaoyin Pei Song inside.

This is a rare visitor.

"It's not a big deal, it's just the theft of money, and the amount isn't too big. But it's not a small thing. The Imperial College is the highest school in the Zhou Dynasty, and it's full of people who read the books of sages. It's a shame to do such a thing. Ashamed of the sages, you go and investigate, don't care about the identity of so-and-so, if anything happens, you can report it to me. There is only one thing, you must pay attention to evidence in everything."

Abai's indifference was obviously not aimed at Pei Song. After Pei Song left, he saw that Wang Min had no time to entertain him, so he called out alone, "Where's your prince?"

"My lord is in the imperial study, I'll go and call him back right now." Lone Ding is very doggy, intending to sell the owner for glory.

"No." Abai refused, "I'll go find him myself."

Come on, this is not good.Ling Ding wanted to inform the prince, but it was too late. Although Abai lost [-]% of his martial arts, he recovered very quickly in the past year, and the whizzing people disappeared.

Royal study.

Li Yan was lowering his head to review the memorial, when a gust of wind blew over, the door suddenly opened, and when he looked up, he saw Ah Bai, who seldom visited, walked in.Judging by this expression, it is to reveal the truth.

"Did you bring Fu Sheng to Chang'an?" A Bai asked.

Li Yan stood up, walked over to hold his hand, and told him to sit down, "You know, Fusheng has ambitions, but what kind of books can you read in Daqing Township?"

"Then why are you hiding it from me?" Ah Bai couldn't figure it out, what's the point of hiding it.

"You're blaming me." Li Yan squeezed his shoulders flatteringly, "Fusheng's adoptive mother died of illness at the beginning of the year. I thought he was alone and helpless. If he wanted to make a living, he would inevitably not be able to continue his studies. So I sent someone to take him to Chang'an. Originally, I wanted to tell you when he arrived in Chang'an, and give you a surprise, but Fu Sheng didn't want me to tell you. You think, you made an agreement with him back then Yes, but now he has not achieved anything, and he is ambitious, so he will inevitably be ashamed to see you."

Only then did Ah Bai feel relieved, thinking about Fu Sheng's character, it was indeed reasonable.

"So you put him in the Imperial College?"

"Yeah, I've read his articles several times, and he's a talent to make. I guess you'll see him shine in the imperial examination next year."

Hearing this, Ah Bai's eyes couldn't help softening, but then he said: "But now there is a trouble, a theft case happened in the Imperial College, and Fu Sheng was involved."