Record two hundred and sixteenth: what luck
Everyone in Dali Temple also looked sad.
"Why did this woman sing such a play so complicatedly? Since she can transport the corpse into Li Daitao Zombie, she obviously has extraordinary abilities. Wouldn't it be better to just find a way to escape?" Li Sicheng was obviously still in a muddy state of thought.
"It's not that easy. Have you forgotten who sent her to Pingzhang Mansion?" His boss said coldly, "You can't even understand this?"
Li Sicheng shook all over when he heard this, and then he remembered to pay attention to the sharp and cold gaze of the Lord of the Temple—
This is even more amazing. The boss has a disgusting look!
However, a group of people from Dali Temple, one of the three judicial departments, were not as good as a small servant from Qiantang County Office, who had a clear idea and quick reaction. How could they be so sensible?
Li Sicheng's heart was even more trembling as if he was sifting. He couldn't help but poke Huang Shouxin on one side. The latter naturally did not dare to move. He pulled his sleeves hard and sat upright listening to his boss's lesson.
"Since you have all heard of Brother Zhao's inference, hurry up and read the case and write a new one! Mark out all the details that need to be extracted, and go to Lord Pingzhang's mansion tomorrow to verify in detail!" He Yansou said coldly.
Jia Pingzhang will never be convinced based on a little speculation!
What's more, the origin of that woman involves Lv Wende, and the powerful entanglement can be solved in just a few guesses!
Now Jia Pingzhang is the one who has a word in the Song Dynasty, and the defense of the border is Lu Wende. If someone deliberately provokes, or if Lord Pingzhang thinks that someone is provoking the disagreement...
He Yansou couldn't help but tremble all over and subconsciously looked up at Xie Changhuai-
The noble young man was also looking at him, thinking deeply, and it was obvious that both of them realized this problem at the same time.
Thinking of this, did Lord Ping Zhang report the case on purpose? How dare he test him to do it? Or see who is paying extra attention to this matter?
He Yansou suddenly staggered in his heart, and it was like a thorn in his back, his mouth and tongue drying up, and he didn't dare to think about it any more.
"What about the case of Shier's disappearance..." Li Sicheng asked carefully.
"A maid disappeared and the master did not report the case. Why do we have to force ourselves?"
He Yansou's face was almost as dark as the bottom of the pot, and he was riding on the walls and black tiles. "Do you think you can find that maid if you go?"
Li Sicheng didn't dare to say anything more.
Seeing that the temple minister was majestic and majestic, Zhao Chonghuan was not good at talking about it.
But she looked at Li Sicheng and the others with some sympathy, and finally said softly: "The villain was entrusted by the yamen to relieve the haunting. In fact, there is some progress at present, and she has even discovered a relatively suspicious object - she was about to act a play tonight to let her show her fucking!"
Li Sicheng and his friends immediately felt like they met a thousand friends, and their eyes were filled with joy and could not hide them.
He Yansou coughed, Li Sicheng and the others stood up "pulled", saluted in a hurry, took a step carefully, and retreated quickly.
Zhao Chonghuan also stood up and bowed to He Yansou: "My temple master, the villain will say goodbye first!"
He Siqing was worried and depressed, and angry that he did not fight. However, no matter how upset he was, he could not vent his teenager. After all, he asked the other party to share the news.
In fact, half of his entrusted entrusting was helpless and half of it was difficult. But now, I didn’t expect that a young man in a soapy clothes came directly to the door and hit Dali Temple’s face with a crackling sound.
"I'd like to thank Brother Zhao for your frank confession today! There are too many joints in this case," He Yansou sighed helplessly, and he couldn't pretend to be elegant. "You have to be careful! You can act carefully yourself!"
Zhao Chonghuan didn't know what to say, but she was so keen that she had already clarified the key points.
If a suspicious murder case eventually turns into a party struggle in the court, it will not only be the blood of one person, but the blood of hundreds or thousands of people can be completed.
"Thank you, Lord Temple, for your support and trust! Goodbye to the villain!" She said gracefully.
Young Master Changhuai, who always hit the critical moment, also raised his hand and bowed: "The official has also said goodbye!"
He Yansou also raised his hand and bowed, said a few polite words, and then saw the guests out.
When Zhao Chonghuan went to find Jia Zixian, the little luzhuzi was holding a small crossbow to beat peach blossoms. The peach blossoms behind Fengbo Pavilion were beaten to the point of being dazed, the branches were trembling, and the ground was red, just like a woman with a gaunt and vicissitudes of life.
She stood silently not far away and watched the little baby screaming and jumping like a little beast in the wind. She looked happy and couldn't help but sigh a little.
"What? Sorry to this little kid?"
The man's clear voice suddenly sounded beside her. He was close to him, and every word was like a string, knocking into her ears.
She did not look back, but only responded softly: "The two grandchildren of Pingzhang Mansion are not as unbearable as the legendary ones! They also have the helplessness and sorrow that they cannot relieve in their hearts!"
"Jia Zijing was incompatible with his father, and was spoiled by his mother and became a playboy and unruly person. Later, he for some reason lost his childhood sweetheart. He even suspected that his mother had kidnapped him!" She sighed quietly, "He was also in pain!"
Xie Changhuai looked at her with a slightly gentle look, and his pupils overflowed, and he slowly said: "In life, no one can truly be free and transcendent! People seek gods and Buddhas in the next life, wealth and power, and mountains, rivers and countryside. If they have desires, they cannot be transcended!"
"What are you asking for?" She couldn't help but look back at him and asked softly.
"I?"
He smiled indifferently, looked up at the clouds and sky that were a hundred thousand miles away, where the breeze was with a rosy cloud, the wild eagle and the sky were in harmony, everything seemed to be swaying and unrestrained.
She looked at the blue sky with his eyes, and her heart suddenly became unrestrained, as if the soft world was soaked in the blue sky water.
"What you ask for is what I ask for!" he suddenly spoke.
This sentence made her feel shocked in an instant, and she suddenly turned her head to stare at him.
"What I want?" she murmured.
"Thinking and the world are clear in the kingly world, and the origin is clear." He said leisurely.
She was completely stunned, her eyes staring at him for a moment, and she could no longer turn to it.
After a moment, he turned his eyes and looked at her, his eyes as deep as the vast sea, vast and vast, and thousands of miles away, reflecting her shadow into a small point.
Her intuition was trembling—
"You..." she couldn't continue.
After a brief analysis of the case, he once again confirmed a fact: he accidentally picked up a rare treasure.
She is too intelligent and keen, yet she is flawless and pure, and she is full of compassion and compassion for everything in this world.
He knew that He Yansou could not understand Jia Zijing's trust and openness in her, but he understood that her compassion and kindness from the bottom of her heart were the reasons why these children from the aristocratic families who were playing tricks had a heart-to-heart relationship with her.
How lucky he met her so beautiful!
"Shh!" His voice was fascinating and charming, "This is our big ideal, little secret, be kept!" He smiled gently as if he was coaxing a child.
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Chapter completed!