The return of the national teacher warp speed

The door was locked with a bang, as if the three teenagers were left to fend for themselves.

After a while, Lan Nian climbed down from the table, and the two playmates beside him even sat on the ground, sighing heavily.

"What can we do, young master?"

Lan Nian calmly said: "Cui Wei, Bailihong, don't worry, father will come back."

"But what if we starve to death..." Cui Wei said worriedly.

Baili Hong raised his arms: "Young master, I am fatter than Cui Wei, if you really can't, you eat me!"

"Fuck you." Lan Nian broke his power in an instant and yelled, "Am I a fucking barbarian? Kill you dead fish grandma!"

Not to be outdone, Bailihong said, "Then it's better than starving to death!"

Lan Nian snorted, the corners of his mouth curled up triumphantly, he slid to a big vase, smashed it with a bang, and a lot of dried meat and jugs fell out of it, standing in front of the mountain of meat, sticking waist, said triumphantly: "Look! You have never been hungry, and you don't know how to save something to eat."

"Wow, young master, you are here again, are you really not afraid that the king will beat you?"

"Beat me, he beat me up a lot. Besides, if I hadn't planned for a rainy day, we would be really hungry to eat Bailihong!" Lan Nian didn't care, grabbed a handful of dried meat and threw it over, "I really don't know With his virtue, he can find some kind of wife in the capital."

"Find a lady from all over the world, and take care of your swearing!"

"Fart, it's as if you don't swear! Besides, can ladies like my father? He can also swear, otherwise who do you think I learned from." Lan Nian stared, "I think he I will definitely find another killer, and I will bet you a month's pocket money."

"Why do I feel that young master, you have already won..."

……

The nights in Tianyan Capital City are always lively, because the spring banquet is not over yet, but tonight is extraordinarily "lively".

"Kill it, kill it—"

A sharp scream rang out, and the Tiyi Iron Guards would not be quieter because of the dead of night. They flew past with steel knives, and the clatter of horseshoes shook the entire capital.Ting Wei Zhang Fengyu was found to be bleeding from seven orifices and died tragically in his study. His wife's miserable howl almost woke up half of the capital.

Cases involving assassins and civil righteous parties will be handed over to the Holy Majesty's personal iron guards. They are dressed in dark red robes, and they themselves look extremely ominous, like some kind of dried blood, giving the night of this month's dark and stormy murder Added a touch of chill.

Tiewei dispatched, this is definitely not a small case, Zhang Fengyu is a court lieutenant, one of his daughters is in the emperor's harem, so he is also related to the emperor's relatives, the entire block has implemented a rather strict curfew, the iron guard The head of the guard, Bai Jing'an, led the team to the scene.

Tonight was a banquet held at Zhang Tingwei's house, many nobles from all walks of life came, and at this moment, Tiewei asked them to stay in the front hall, Bai Jing'an questioned him everywhere, and the nobles dared not say anything about this vigorous and resolute head of the guard.

He asked the female officer, "When did Master Zhang die?"

The female officer replied tremblingly: "It was after all the adults came, and the banquet was about to start. Before the master came out, he sent someone to call, but the people who went found that the master had been assassinated."

Bai Jing'an continued to ask: "Is there anything unusual tonight?"

"No...no abnormality." The female officer promised.

"What is going in and out of the mansion?"

"Except... except for the guests, only the cooks of Zuixianfang, and... oh, and the dancers of Jingshan Court."

Jingshan Court is a well-known brothel in the entire imperial capital. The oiran dancers in it all have unique skills, and they often appear at the banquets of various nobles. It is not surprising that Zhang Tingwei's banquet invited dancers from Jingshan Court.

Bai Jing'an asked, "Where is the dancer from Jingshan Court?"

Shrinking women huddled together in the corner of the hall, their gorgeous makeup could not conceal their fear, some were sobbing softly, some were leaning against the wall, trembling all over.

——When an assassination incident occurs on such an occasion, the first ones to be suspected are naturally these dancers with mixed identities. Compared with the nobles, assassins are of course more likely to be among them. Moreover, the iron guards of the imperial capital have a bloody reputation. No, they would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

Bai Jingan drew out the steel knife, the dancers exclaimed in low voices, and then covered each other's mouths.

His voice was low, like a roar from his chest, and he said: "Among you, perhaps, there is a killer who has been hiding for a long time, your mission has been completed, I hope you will stand up yourself, there is no need to let all the innocent Sisters die with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dancers burst into tears.

"If no one comes forward, then I have no choice but to let everyone stay." Bai Jing'an said.

An iron guard reported to him: "My lord, the cook and the other servants in the mansion have checked, and the cook in the kitchen has his witnesses, and he has not come into contact with Zhang Tingwei."

"What do you say?"

"It was a beating to death, which caused the seven orifices to bleed. At first glance, we seemed to be poisoned. When Wu Zuo came to the scene and looked at the body, he knew that he was beaten to death. What's more strange is that from the traces, Wu Zuo said it looked like he was beaten to death with a fist."

"Fist to death." Bai Jing'an repeated, looking at the slender and beautiful dancers, he slowly frowned.

"Moreover, the murderer's fist is not small, it should be a male, the kind with Kong Wu's strength."

Bai Jingan frowned, and the dancers in front of him were all relieved, hugged together, and wept in fear, but none of them had a pair of huge iron fists.

Tie Wei said: "No ordinary assassination is done like this, maybe it's not an assassin, but anger?"

Another iron guard brought a detailed report from his work at this moment: "My lord, traces of a fight were found at the scene. The person who did it was not an assassin, but should have had a quarrel with Mr. Zhang before doing it, so it is more likely to be caused by a dispute."

At this time, a dancer next to her couldn't help crying: "Everyone has seen the Spring Banquet in the Lotus Pond, and the only one who had a recent quarrel with Master Zhang is... only..."

The Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, Lan Jue.

"The Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty did not attend this banquet." The servant whispered.

"It's because you beat someone to death, so you ran away with an excuse. Otherwise, it won't be an irrefutable proof!"

Bai Jing'an said: "The ruler of the Western Tang Dynasty is indeed capable of beating Zhang Tingwei to death with his bare hands, but do you think a ruler would beat people to death like a street hooligan?"

"...That's the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, it's really hard to say..." Someone in the crowd muttered.

……

Bai Jing'an led his men to knock on the door of the post house for a long time. Yelu covered the iron guard chief's dark red official uniform with a layer of damp. After a long time, the door opened a small crack.

A... no, half a little girl emerged from the door.

Chu Hexing looked unkind, and asked directly to the door: "Knock on the door at night, what's wrong?"

The iron guards were taken aback, they never expected to face such a girl—is this the maid of the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty?so rough?

Bai Jing'an raised the token of the Iron Guard in his hand: "Tianyan Tiyi Iron Guard, please see the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty."

Chu Hexing said viciously: "Sleeping!"

Bai Jing'an's steel knife was pulled out in a flash, but fortunately Yang Feng rushed out in an instant, grabbed Chu Hexing back, and hurriedly said: "It's already late at night, I don't know what the iron guard's visit is for?"

"Murder case." Bai Jing'an said.

……

Even if it is the Tiyi Iron Guard, they cannot directly move the ruler of a country. Even if Lan Jue is full of suspicions, the Iron Guard cannot interrogate him. , still only belonged to the emperor who had been almost half emptied.

Tiewei lived on the outskirts of the post house, temporarily imprisoning Lan Jue's master and servant in the yard where they stayed. Chu Xiang and Chu Hexing were not restricted because they were not on the initial registration list. Lord, Bai Jingan did not strictly restrict their entry and exit.

Yang Feng was so depressed that he couldn't help looking for Chu Xiang in private.It's not that there is any plan, it's purely for complaining, Yang Feng is Lan Jue's personal follower, in Chu Xiang's eyes, he is a bit like the chief's guard, that is, carrying a bag and running errands to convey orders, blocking knives at critical moments, tactical and strategic. Nothing to redeem.

Because of Yang Feng's complaints, there was room for Chu Xiang to inquire with Lan Jue: "Mr. Yang, may I ask, what did the chief of the White Guard say about the quarrel between Junshang and Zhang Tingwei? What exactly is it?"

Yang Feng replied frankly: "Previously, the lord of the country had intended to marry the youngest daughter of the Zhang family, but the old man Zhang Tingwei flatly refused."

... Chu Xiang couldn't help but click her tongue.

At this moment, Lan Jue happened to come out from the back, and said, "Because Mr. Zhang holds two important business routes, and there are special channels for grain and grass purchases. Our country has been plagued by years of famine, so I have no other choice."

Chu Xiang leaned over to salute and said, "However, this trip was not successful."

"Yes." Lan Jue said.

Chu Xiang frowned and said, "It's just that you only have one person, even if you succeed, if there is another famine in the future, how many times can you marry again?"

Lan Jue was silent for a moment, and said: "It was a bad plan, since it was a bad plan, it's fine if it doesn't work."

"If you want food and clothing, you still have to start from yourself. In the future... please don't touch the idea of ​​​​marriage lightly." Chu Xiang said.

Marriage - the ancients like to play this, but Chu Xiang doesn't take it seriously at all. In another world, he has studied history for thousands of years, and no marriage can solve the fundamental problem once and for all, and bind the country's plans with the fate of a woman , this practice is really barbaric and backward.

After finishing speaking, Chu Xiang immediately realized that she seemed to have "overstepped" a bit, and was about to say something to make up for it, but Lan Jue nodded like this: "You are right."

Chu Xiang: "...The more important thing right now is that we need to solve the matter of you being framed."

Yang Feng said angrily: "Yes, who is framing the king!"

"It doesn't matter who it is." Chu Xiang said, "It doesn't matter who it is, it's all the same, just get rid of it, isn't it?"