Murong Bai was very surprised. He didn't even ask clearly about Quan Wanqiu. With just one word from Li Xin'an, he agreed to take the two of them in?
How did he become the Shaoyin of Jingzhao Mansion!
"Is there any problem?" Murong Bai said through a message.
"Don't worry, it's okay!" Li Xin'an said with a smile, "Brother Quan and I have been friends for more than ten years, and we can be trusted."
Hearing what Li Xin'an said, Murong Bai had no objection and followed Quan Wanqiu into Jingzhao Mansion with peace of mind.
The Jingzhao Mansion occupies quite a large area, and the room where the case is kept is in the backyard. Li Xin'an and Murong Bai's black and white outfits are very eye-catching. In order to avoid being noticed, Quan Wanqiu took the two of them on a small road.
.
Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of the room where the case master was kept. There were two government officials guarding the door of the side room. When they saw Quan Wanqiu coming, they respectfully called out "Master Shaoyin".
Quan Wanqiu said: "Open the door for me, I want to see the cases from previous years."
The two of them had no suspicion at all and did not cross-examine. Gong claimed that it was true, and one of them took the key from his waist and opened the door.
"Don't disturb me if there's nothing important." Quan Wanqiu ordered, and then closed the door tightly.
The room was filled with the smell of books and ink. The large room was filled with bookshelves, some of which were covered with dust. Spiders climbed on them, leaving shiny webs.
Bundles of books were stuffed into the shelves. Li Xin'an wanted to take out a bundle of books, but the dust that rose up filled his nose, and he coughed violently.
"These case files from the past two years have been covered with dust in a short time." Murong Bai took out a few and flipped through them casually, his eyebrows knitted together.
"Now that the world is peaceful, the world is full of music, and the Jingzhao Mansion is becoming more and more comfortable, no one will care about investigating past cases." Quan Wanqiu sighed.
"I remember when I was first promoted to Jingzhao Mansion, the Jingzhao Mansion Yin above me was really a good official for the people. He was full of righteousness and had a breeze on his sleeves. The whole Jingzhao Mansion Yamen was full of righteousness. Unfortunately, now, that Qian
Sir, all you really have in your eyes is money..."
Li Xin'an looked at him, feeling a trace of compassion in her heart. This man was a high-spirited man a few years ago, but now his temples have turned gray, and he can no longer see the shadow of his former self.
Zhong Nanxun and Quan Wanqiu, one was defeated by people's hearts and the other was defeated by time. But both Zhong Nanxun and Quan Wanqiu seemed to have been defeated by reality.
"Brother Quan, Mr. Zhong is back."
"Zhong Nanxun?" Quan Wanchou said in surprise, "Didn't he go to Fan Yang? Why did he come back suddenly?"
"The Water Dragon Sword Sect is in a bad situation in Fan Yang. Now Mr. Zhong has agreed to His Highness Li Chu's invitation to serve as his swordsmanship teacher."
Quan Wanqiu glanced at Murong Bai, "His Royal Highness the Grandson invited two masters. Is he just like you back then, desperate to learn martial arts?"
"Who knows!" Li Xin'an laughed.
Quan Wanqiu sighed, "Oh... when Zhong Nanxun left Chang'an with the Water Dragon Sword Sect, I thought he looked away. I was sincerely happy for him to leave this big dyeing vat. But now he is back again, and
Entering this mud pit is asking for death and digging your own grave..."
Li Xin'an remained silent, Quan Wanqiu slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's not talk about him! Let me tell you, why are you so anxious to see the case of Jingzhao Mansion? His Highness the Emperor Taisun again
Have you been assigned a mission?"
"It's a long story." Li Xin'an slowly exhaled a breath and said solemnly:
"Brother Quan, you may not know much about Southern Xinjiang. There are three kinds of voodoo in Southern Xinjiang. Because they are too cruel, they are banned by the Five Poison Sect. They are corpse voodoo, human voodoo and immortality voodoo. Many years ago, there was a voodoo in southern Xinjiang.
There is an evil sect called the Immortality Sect, and what they practice is the Immortality Gu..."
The whole story is not complicated. After Li Xin'an finished telling it, Quan Wanqiu couldn't calm down for a long time.
"These southern Xinjiang bastards!"
Quan Wanqiu was furious and gritted his teeth and said: "You actually dare to kidnap children to raise Gu in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty. It is really a heinous crime. If I catch them, I will cut them into pieces!"
"Be careful, I'll go with you!"
Li Xin'an smiled bitterly, what he feared the most was this: Quan Wanqiu had a hot temper, and if he knew about this, he would definitely yell to go.
It's not that he doesn't want Quan Wanqiu to intervene, but he has caused too much trouble to Quan Wanqiu over the years. Li Xin'an really doesn't want this old brother to take action anymore. And his ultimate goal is Yang Guozhong. If he is involved,
If Quan Wanqiu affects his career, then he will really have to blame himself for the rest of his life.
"Brother Quan, it's inconvenient for you to do this because of your official position." Li Xin'an advised.
"Inconvenient? What's the inconvenience? When you asked me to kill Jiang Kuohai, why didn't you say it was inconvenient for me?" Quan Wanqiu glared and said displeased.
Li Xin'an smiled bitterly and shook his head: "That was then, and now is now. Brother Quan, you have finally become the Shaoyin of Jingzhao Mansion. I don't want to implicate you."
"Hey, Shao Yin, I no longer want to be this official.
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!" Quan Wanqiu sneered, "Looking around, the huge imperial court is full of smoke and life, and it's much worse than when your father was the prime minister!"
"This Jingzhao Mansion has long been turned into a gold-grubbing cave. I don't care if I don't care about this place! I might as well be a free man like you."
I am not free... Li Xin'an sighed:
"It is precisely because Jingzhao Mansion has become a money-grubbing den that Brother Quan can't leave. If you leave, this place will be completely ruined and no one will care about the sufferings of the people anymore."
He held down Quan Wanqiu's rough hands and said: "Brother Quan, you can feel at ease here. Believe me, with Murong Bai, the two seniors of the Five Poisons Sect, and the support of His Highness, the Church of Immortality was wiped out!
"
"Okay..." Quan Wanqiu sighed, looking at the dusty shelves.
"I can't help, this is all I can help."
Li Xin'an looked at the bookshelves that crowded this side room, and felt a little confused for a moment.
"With so many cases, how long will it take to investigate them?"
Murong Bai said: "Senior Quan, are the files on the Jingzhao Mansion cases organized into categories? If so, we only need to find the column for the missing orphan case."
Li Xin'an's eyes shone, "Yes, this can save a lot of time. I didn't expect that Bai Mumu, you look dull, but your brain is not moving very slowly."
Quan Wanqiu shook his head and said: "It's a pity that the cases in Jingzhao Mansion are not placed in categories, but in a chronological order. The cases of each year are put together. Even if they are the same case, if they are in different years, they will be
Separated by Jingzhao Mansion."
"This will be a lot of trouble." Murong Bai sighed, reaching out and pulling out a book from the shelf next to him.
"Without further delay, let's start looking now."
Li Xin'an wailed, pulled out a bundle of cases, untied the hemp rope on it, and started reading one by one.
Quan Wanqiu also joined the two of them, and about a quarter of an hour later, Murong Bai found the first file on the missing child case.
He showed it to Li Xin'an and Quan Wanchou, "In the eleventh year of Tianbao's founding, Guo Erniu, a villager in Liuhe Village, Wannian County, and his wife, Guo Xiaobao, son of the Yang family, disappeared by the river. Wannian County searched for three days without success, and was sentenced to
He lost his footing and fell into the river."
"Senior Yousang said that the children abducted by the Immortality Cult were all born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin time. Is that child's birthday written on the case report?"
Murong Bai turned over a page and said, "On the fifth day of the second lunar month of the Xinchou year, Chou hour."
"Xin Chou, Xin Mao, Xin Hai, Si Chou."
"Yin year, yin month, yin day, yin hour!" Li Xin'an breathed rapidly, staring at the case in Murong Bai's hand, "Guo Xiaobao, Wannian County, in the eleventh year of Kaiyuan, this is the first one!"
"Generally, there will be two shelves for one-year cases. It would be a waste of time for three people to look for one-year cases together. Mr. Murong, you can look for Kaiyuan for the eleventh year. Xiao An, you can look for the Kaiyuan for the 12th year. I will look for the Kaiyuan for the 13th year."
.There is no need to discuss and check the found cases first, just throw them all in the front, and we will look at them together in the end."
"Okay!" Li Xin'an nodded and immediately walked to the next bookshelf.
The three people started rummaging around, and dust filled the house.
As night fell, the three of them lit oil lamps and continued searching.
The government officials outside had changed twice. Someone couldn't help but come in to ask, but was scolded out by Quan Wanqiu.
The "closed door drum" of Jingzhao Mansion could be heard in his ears. Li Xin'an poked his head out from the pile of cases piled into a hill and said: "Brother Quan, the curfew is over. It doesn't matter if we stay here for one night.
"
Quan Wanqiu stopped what he was doing, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face.
"Qian Shichang, Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture, leads a team to inspect the Yamen of Jingzhao Prefecture every day after curfew. Although he looks kind, the viciousness in his heart makes people shudder. He is not an easy person to deal with. If he comes here, I will
I’m not sure I can keep you here.”
"That would be difficult..." Li Xin'an sighed.
"How about we stop here today." Murong Bai said, "I paid attention to the files on the missing children that I have read. About fourteen or five of them were born on the lunar month of the lunar year. It is basically certain that they are from the Immortality Cult.
That’s why.”
Li Xin'an glanced outside, but no one had come yet. He stood up and said, "Okay, we'll be here today. Let's take a look at the mountains of orphan case files to see how many of them were committed by the Immortality Cult!"
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A group of armored soldiers walked with heavy footsteps, guarding a thin man from a scarlet-colored government office, walking in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.
The thin man had a solemn look on his face and kept looking at both sides with his eyes. If there was any darkness, he would ask the soldiers beside him to walk over with torches to illuminate it, even on the trees.
The yamen servants of the Jingzhao Mansion were very curious as to why Mr. Fu Yin was so concerned about patrolling when he seemed indifferent to everything.
From the beginning of the curfew to now, the group was about to finish inspecting the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen. The soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they could finally go back to rest.
The thin man suddenly turned his head
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Looking towards a place, there was a faint light shining there.
"Where is that over there?" the lean man asked.
The soldier beside him replied: "Master Qi, over there is the side room where the cases are stored."
"The one who keeps the case files..." The man frowned, "Have any old cases been uncovered today?"
"This..." The soldier was in trouble. This kind of thing was not something he, a small soldier, knew about.
"My status is humble and I don't know yet. However, according to my observation, not many people from Jingzhao Mansion came to report the case today, and there were no adults from the Sixth Department and Zhongshu Men's Province."
"Then it's gone!" The man nodded, "It's weird. A place where no one goes all year round, and the lights are still on even after the curfew. Who is there?"
He set off to rush there, and the patrol soldiers hurriedly followed him.
In front of the side room, two government officials were yawning and cursing Quan Wanqiu in the room.
If it weren't for him, the two brothers would have gone home from work long ago!
Both of them were a little drowsy, and in the haze, they suddenly saw a fire in front of them.
One person rubbed his eyes and saw a dozen patrol soldiers holding torches standing in front of the two of them. The leader was wearing a crimson official robe and a thin figure. Wasn't he the Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture or someone else?
"I've seen you, sir!" the two government officials were so frightened that they quickly saluted.
Qian Shichang, the governor of Jingzhao Prefecture, nodded and asked: "Who is inside? What are they doing?"
The two government officials were waiting for an answer when the door of the room creaked open and Quan Wanqiu walked out.
"it's me."
"Quan Shaoyin?" Qian Shichang's face changed slightly, then he squeezed out a warm smile and said:
"It's so late for Quan Shaoyin. What are you doing here? You should go back and rest quickly. If you have any cases, you can leave them until tomorrow."
Quan Wanqiu was Shaoyin, his status was second only to him, and he was a master of the first-level Yuan Yuan Realm, so Qian Shichang was very polite to him.
"Your Majesty, you don't know something." Quan Wanqiu said, "I received a report from a woman at noon today, crying that her belongings in her home had been robbed. The thief left a note, which said that the thief from Hedong crossed the river dragon,
I vaguely remembered a similar case a few years ago, but the investigation was fruitless. Now that this dragon appeared again, I wondered if I could find the previous files and take a look. It turned out that it was really messy.
Found it and still haven’t found it yet.”
Qian Shichang smiled and said: "Quan Shaoyin can think of the people like this. This is the blessing of the people and the blessing of the Tang Dynasty!"
He sighed, "This place has not been taken care of all year round, and the cases inside are probably going to get moldy. This is my fault as the governor of Jingzhao! Tomorrow I will have people come to repair it, and send people to clean it regularly.
What do you think, Shao Yin?"
"It's naturally good for Mr. Qian to have such a heart." Quan Wanqiu said with a smile.
"I see there are still people inside, but Quan Shaoyin brought someone here?" Qian Shichang asked after catching a glimpse of the shadows of Li Xin'an and Murong Bai inside.
"Yes, I have just accepted two apprentices. I want them to practice with me first."
"I'm afraid the three of them won't be found for a while." Qian Shichang said, "How about I let these people search with Shao Yin again?"
"Hey, forget it!" Quan Wanqiu cursed, "Damn it, this case is so hard to find, so I won't look for it today. Let's wait until tomorrow. I think that Dragon Crossing the River is just a little thief.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t afford a big storm or catch it!”
"Quan Shaoyin must not trust Qian." Qian Shichang said with a smile, "I can't affect the peace of the people of Chang'an just because of Qian Shichang. Quan Shaoyin should get busy first, and I will go back first."
After that, he waved his sleeves and turned to leave.
"Sir, walk slowly!"
Quan Wanqiu stared at the group of people disappearing into the darkness, spit, turned around and entered the house.
"Qian Shichang is gone?" Li Xin'an knelt on the ground and looked at the case in his hand with a heavy look on his face.
"Let's go, this old boy almost sent someone in." Quan Wanchou said.
"What did you find?"
"Things are not good, the severity is beyond our expectation." Murong Bai sighed.
"From the eleventh year of Kaiyuan to the most recent eighth year of Tianbao, in the twenty-six years, Jingzhao Mansion received 648 reports of missing children, and among them, there were yin years, yin months, yin days, and yin years.
There were 594 children born at that time!"
Li Xin'an turned to look at the cases on the densely packed bookshelf behind her and said:
"This is only twenty-six years since Chang'an City. What about before the eleventh year of Kaiyuan? What about eight years after Tianbao? The Changsheng Sect appeared more than a hundred years ago. Chang'an City is only their main altar, and their branches are all over the world.
In the Tang Dynasty, the followers of the Five Poison Sect have not completely wiped them out for decades, and the number of children who died in their hands was not just 594!"
He punched the ground, a crack spread under his fist, and his eyes turned red.