Queen's Detective

Then Wang Min took Yan Sanbai to see his mother, his mother Liu also met Wang Jingchuan yesterday.

Yan Sanbai followed Wang Min into the room, and there was a smell of medicine in his nostrils.The room was still smelling of calming incense, Yan Sanbai looked over, and saw a small golden hollow incense burner on a small table in front of the screen, and next to it was a dressing table and a noodle shelf, and a few pieces hung behind the noodle shelf Men's clothes, paintings and calligraphy hung on the wall. Apart from these things, the room is not decorated much, but it gives a good impression, clean and tidy.

A woman was lying on the bed with a pale face, with a haggard look, but she could still see some mature charm.

Wang Min walked to the bed quickly, and supported his mother who was about to sit up, "Mother, Mr. Yan is here, and he wants to say a few words to you."

Mrs. Liu is Wang Jingchuan's only wife. Although she is only the daughter of a wealthy family in Chang'an City, and has no relationship with Jianghu sects, she has loved Wang Jingchuan for many years and has a son and a daughter.Therefore, her husband passed away suddenly, and Liu Shi fell ill immediately after seeing the scene in Jingtang. At this moment, she still has a sad look on her face.

"Young master, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

Yan Sanbai tried his best to soften his tone, "Ma'am, were you and the maid Abi together yesterday?"

"Yes, when the master came back yesterday, Abi helped me for a walk in the garden, and met him from a distance, but the master didn't come over to talk to me, so he went to the quiet hall and locked himself inside, I know He must have something on his mind, so I went to talk to him, but he didn't answer inside, so I had no choice but to leave. Who would have thought... Who would have thought that the master would..."

As Liu said, her heart ached and her tears fell again.Wang Min hurried over to help her, "Master Yan, my mother is not in good health, look..."

Yan Sanbai didn't want to bother him too much, so he left the house, saying he wanted to walk around the mansion.Wang Min rushed to deliver a letter to the current head of the Guihe faction, Lu Lingge, and asked him to come to Chang'an because of the matter of Guihuilaixi, so he asked the old servant Azhong to take Yan Sanbai around.

The two walked along the road that Wang Jingchuan took after returning home yesterday, but Yan Sanbai didn't find anything unusual. After thanking Ah Zhong, he planned to go to Jibaotang to have a look. Masked, still a little concerned.

Yan Sanbai sorted out his thoughts while walking, and when he was about to leave Wang's mansion, unexpectedly a black shadow suddenly jumped in front of Yan Sanbai's eyes.The speed was too fast, he dodged backward subconsciously, but bumped into the person behind him again.

"Oh!" It was a childish voice.

Yan Sanbai turned his head quickly, and saw a little girl with black and round eyes sitting on the ground staring at him.

Yan Sanbai quickly pulled her up, squatted down, and patted the dust off her body, "Does it hurt?"

The little girl shook her head, very well-behaved, "It doesn't hurt."

Yan Sanbai likes children, but he keeps his distance from those who are spoiled or too naughty.But this little girl was loved from the bottom of my heart. Judging by her age, she should be Wang Jingchuan's daughter Wang Wan, so Yan Sanbai patted her head, "Why are you here alone?"

Wang Wan pointed behind Yan Sanbai, "Daughter is bleeding and hurts. I want to bandage it, but my brother and mother ignore me. I want to find my father. Big brother, do you know where my father is?" ?”

Wang Wan looked up at him, even the blackness in her clear eyes was extremely pure, this made Yan Sanbai, who was used to seeing death, feel a sense of sadness in his heart, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, the maid Qiushui hurried over, and she couldn't help showing joy when she saw Wang Wan here.

"Miss! Why did you come here? Come back with me."

Wang Wan was taken away, she didn't ask any more questions about her father, and when she left, she turned her head and waved to Yan Sanbai, showing a cute smile.

Yan Sanbai watched her go, suddenly, her ears moved, and when she turned her head, she saw a black cat quietly walking by on the black tiles of the wall, its tail wagging gracefully behind it, its blue eyes staring at him , implying vigilance.

It should be the black shadow that flew past Yan Sanbai's eyes just now.

One person and one cat confronted each other for two or three seconds, and in an instant, Yan Sanbai made a move, and the black cat immediately turned around and jumped down, disappearing outside the fence in an instant.

Yan Sanbai stood under the wall for a long time, he seemed to have overlooked something in his mind, but he couldn't find it for a while, so he left Wang's mansion while thinking about it.

But as soon as he went out, he stopped.

Many people outside the door, men, women, old and young, came and went, or stopped to watch.

Zhou people love beauty and love to join in the fun.

"It's Detective Yanxia..."

"Is it really him!"

"Lord No. [-] Scholar!"

"It's so white..."

"Skin white and beautiful, no wonder... no wonder it's called Sanbai."

……

Yan Sanbai suddenly felt that several holes had been seen through his body.

"Ah! His ears are red!"

"It's so pretty when you smile!"

"The eyes are so handsome..."

"Ah, he's running away!!!"

Yan Sanbai walked with wind blowing under his feet, and the hair hanging down his temples was blown so gracefully by the wind.

"No. [-] Scholar, don't go!"

"How's the case going?"

"Master Wang is a good man, you must catch the murderer!"

"Yeah yeah……"

Hearing them mention Wang Jingchuan, Yan Sanbai had no choice but to stop. The corners of his clothes blown by the wind swayed in a circle because of the sudden stop, and the long black hair tied with a blue headband fell from his shoulders with the master's nod. slide.

"Everyone, please rest assured, I will do my best for Master Wang's affairs."

"Yeah……"

"The voice is so nice, I don't know which one is better, he or His Highness the King of Luoyang?"

"Not only good-looking, but also smart!"

"He's a nice guy!"

"Wonderful man!"

Yan Sanbai knew something was wrong, he fled out of Chang'an as if he had become the No. [-] Scholar and made a name for himself, why?

The people in Chang'an City are too enthusiastic, even the number one scholar of Wenqu Xingzhao is not blessed to accept the kindness of the people.

Wonderful man to go too!

Lie Lie's white clothes were like a cloud, and Yan Sanbai appeared on the roof in an instant, with his toes touching the black tiles, he disappeared after a few ups and downs.

The person chasing sighed, that scene just now was really handsome.

"Pfft...hahaha..."

After the crowd left, there was a burst of happy laughter from the side of the road. The voice was deep and magnetic, but also gentle, and the laughter was a little drunk.

At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi who had been standing by the roadside like a wooden stake suddenly moved a step to the right, revealing a red figure sitting on the stone pier behind him, sitting loosely, recklessly, without seriousness.

With slender fingers, he removed the tiger mask covering his face, his red phoenix eyes were still stained with a smile, and he smiled... extremely unkindly.

"Yan Sanbai is still a bit thin-skinned. If we take him to Luoyang next time, won't he have to run faster than a rabbit?"

The attendant in Tsing Yi thought to himself: Then, my lord, aren't you saying that you have a thick skin?And if you have the ability, don't hide.

"Let's go, I'll go meet up with my old friends too." The prince in red stood up, and casually returned the tiger mask to the peddler next to him, and put down a piece of broken silver to spread his wealth for good luck.

He quickly opened the folding fan, still covering the lower half of his face, with one hand behind his back, looking around at Chang'an, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

A lady official by the roadside couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Although he covered his face, he couldn't hide his luxurious aura.Those slender phoenix eyes seem to be able to talk, which is very attractive.

Yan Sanbai stood in the backyard of Jibaotang where the begonias were planted, looking at the body lying beside the well with a stern expression.

This person is Quan Fu, the one who sold Wang Jingchuan's painting, but now he is dead.

He died just before Yan Sanbai came, and died of the same thing as Wang Jingchuan - returning home.

Obviously, someone didn't want Yan Sanbai to see him.

"Quanfu!" The owner of Jibaotang, who came to call for someone in the backyard, couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the corpse on the ground, his face was full of astonishment.

Then he saw Yan Sanbai standing beside the corpse, and pointed at him tremblingly, "Who are you?! Did you kill Quanfu?!"

Yan Sanbai didn't want to talk nonsense at the moment, and directly showed the gold medal bestowed by the emperor, "I'm under Yan Sanbai's order to investigate the case."

The boss was astonished, and the gold medal was bestowed on him, so he quickly bowed his hand to express his apology.

Yan Sanbai waved his hand, "Report to the official."

Wang Jingchuan's body was placed in the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, and now there is another companion next to him--Jibaotang's employee Quan Fu.The morgue was very gloomy and cold, the complexions of the two corpses were a little pale, Wu Zuo was used to seeing them so numb, he raised Wang Jingchuan's arm, "Lord Yan, look, there are some not obvious joints on his elbows and so on. bruises."

"Is this... caused after death?" Yan Sanbai asked.

"Yes."

After death?Yan Sanbai couldn't help frowning. There were no other major wounds on Wang Jingchuan's body, and he was killed with a single sword. It can be seen that the murderer had no intention of beating the deceased. So how did these bruises come about?But Quan Fu didn't have these bruises on his body.

When Yan Sanbai traveled to Shu, he once heard a medical expert who lived in seclusion in the mountains say: The dead can speak.

What were these bruises trying to tell him?

After leaving the morgue, Yan Sanbai wanted to visit Jing Zhaoyin, but the people in the yamen said that Mr. Pei was feeling cold today, so it was inconvenient to see guests.

Yan Sanbai smiled, and didn't force it.

Jingzhaoyin Peisong, that is a figure that the people of Chang'an City love to talk about, but he is only standing, but he is a capable minister, but his body is too weak.

For example, today, a certain minister and a certain minister had a quarrel again, and they needed someone to stand in line to speak, and Mr. Pei fell ill.For another example, if some case happened at night, and a hot potato was thrown all over the court, Mr. Pei fell ill again, and the illness was timely and well cured, and no one in the civil and military court could match him.

Therefore, Mr. Pei got the nickname of 'Timely Rain'.

Because as soon as Master Pei was ill, everyone knew that there was trouble again.

But Yan Sanbai thought about it, he just didn't like that Lord Shaoqing very much, and he was far from making Pei Song call him sick.

After walking out of Jingzhao Mansion, Yan Sanbai finally understood.

There were a few people from Dali Temple standing at the gate of the mansion, the first one was dressed the same as Guan Qingci, with a strong figure, thick eyebrows and thick lips, it was another young minister of Dali Temple, Zuo Ming.

"Master Yan, I am here to pick you up to stay at Dali Temple under the order of Master Fan."

Guan Qingci didn't show any words to Yan Sanbai, but Dali Temple Minister Fan Zhengchun and another young minister Zuo Ming invited Yan Sanbai to stay here. It seems that Guan Qingci's momentum has been too strong in the past two years, and he didn't get along very well with his colleagues.

At this time, Yan Sanbai didn't know that Wang Min had prepared a guest room in the mansion to entertain him, but he really didn't want to enter Dali Temple and get involved in these internal struggles, so he had no choice but to reveal the purpose of his trip.

"My lord Zuo, to be honest, I actually have other important things to do when I come to Chang'an this time. When I was traveling around Jiangzhou, Bai Sima reminded me that although I am not in the official register, His Majesty also asked the Ministry of Households to issue a report every year. Give me a salary. Since I’m not in Chang’an all the year round, this salary will be deposited in Dali Temple, is there such a thing?”

Hearing this, Zuo Ming's expression became a little weird, he never imagined that Yan Sanbai came all the way to Chang'an to receive that little salary.

The famous Xia Tan, where is he unpopular and short of money?

Seeing him like this, Yan Sanbai blushed slightly, "I'm ashamed to say, I don't know how to make a living, so I really want to get back those salaries, can I trouble Master Zuo to send someone to help me get them?"

Zuo Ming was speechless.

Although the salary His Majesty gave Yan Sanbai was richer than that of ordinary Dali Temple officials, it was still not enough for some high-ranking officials to go to Xianyunju to eat a few good meals.

But looking at Yan Sanbai's sincere eyes, Zuo Ming's heart was shaken.

At this time, Zhang Yan trotted over from a distance, "Master Yan!"

"What's wrong?" Yan San asked Baiyao.

Zhang Yan ran out of breath, "I found the location, I found it, it's in Wan'an Temple!"

Yan Sanbai calculated the time, Guan Qingci should have sent someone to notify him as soon as he found the location.Although this young minister of the Dali Temple is cold and does not pretend to be polite, he does have principles in his actions.

Yan Sanbai rubbed his nose, "Thank you for letting me know."

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he saw Zuo Ming standing next to him, "Oh, Mr. Zuo is also here, I'm so rude, I'm so rude."

Zuo Ming's face was cold, and his words were mocking, "Your Master Guan has always been sloppy with his subordinates, I'm used to it, so don't apologize."

Zhang Yan was angry, but Zuo Ming was a superior after all, he couldn't express his anger, so he could only snort coldly.

Yan Sanbai groaned inwardly, his big eyes rarely showed a bit of cleverness, he looked left and right, and then said: "You two, don't hurt your peace. If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first, and the case still needs to be investigated." Woolen cloth."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a clear spring resounding like a stone, very pleasant to the ear, so that people could not ignore it.

Both Zhang Yan and Zuo Ming couldn't help looking at him, and saw that Yan Xiatan had already walked a few steps in the blink of an eye.

go so fast!

But the back view of him leaving is still calm and unhurried, which is really weird.

"Hey wait!" Zuo Ming finally remembered the purpose of this trip, but Yan Sanbai in front of him had already practiced lightness kung fu while walking.

The whole person is like the wind blowing on the flat ground, as if there is no weight at all, just like the last white cloud in the sunset, the corner of the clothes brushes past the sun hanging on the corner of the palace eaves in the distance, and the toes lightly tap on the trees beside the road, the whole body People have drifted away.

There was only one sentence left in Zuo Ming's ears.

"Lord Zuo, remember your salary!"