People from Luoyang Prefecture soon arrived. It wasn't just Luoyang Commandant Tang Zong; even Luoyang Magistrate Huang Zhijie was here.
In the past, Chang 'an was the capital, while Luoyang was the auxiliary capital. The officials of these two places were the most respected. Chang 'an was called the Capital Magistrate, while Luoyang was called the Luoyang Magistrate. After Wu Zetian ascended to the throne, she set Luoyang as the capital and Chang 'an as the auxiliary capital. Logically speaking, it should have been reversed. Chang 'an was called the Chang' an Magistrate, while Luoyang was called the Capital Magistrate.
But perhaps the people were used to it, or perhaps they didn't approve of the Zhou Dynasty, so even though the official documents had been changed, the people still called Chang 'an the Governor of the Capital. The Governor of Luoyang was raised by half a rank, calling him the Governor of Luoyang. Even many of the officials accepted this form of address from the people.
Magistrate Huang and Magistrate Tang were pale when they arrived at Golden Hairpin Intoxication. King Liang and Master Huai Yi had been assassinated. This was no small matter. Wu Zetian had been assassinated before. Even though the news had been strictly sealed, Luoyang Prefecture still knew a little. They weren't too worried back then, because it wasn't their responsibility.
The Imperial Guard was responsible for the safety of the imperial palace. If something happened, they would at most investigate the case, but the responsibility wouldn't fall on them. However, King Liang and Master Huai Yi had been assassinated in Golden Hairpin Intoxication. This was a responsibility that Luoyang Prefecture couldn't shirk.
"How does your Luoyang Prefecture govern this place? This is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and even this king and Master Huai Yi were assassinated. Hm? Huang Zhijie, do you want to quit your job? Send a book to the Ministry of Appointments and give Huang Zhijie a huge demerit in this year's examination! And you, as the Luoyang Commandant, you are in charge of the security of Luoyang Prefecture. If the security isn't stable, you … "
Xue Huaiyi pushed the impassioned Wu Sansi aside and said apologetically to the bowing Huang Zhijie, "When my disciple was fighting the assassin, he discovered …"
Huang Zhijie only dared to wipe the spittle off his face after Wu Sansi was pushed aside, and continued to bow. Yang Fan quickly interrupted Xue Huaiyi's words and whispered, "Master, there are too many people here, so it's best not to reveal any clues for the time being. Otherwise, it might alert the enemy. If the assassin heard the sound and ran far away, it would be difficult for us to track him down! "
Although his voice was soft, Wu Sansi could hear him clearly. Wu Sansi glanced at Yang Fan with appreciation and nodded to himself, "Not only is his martial arts strong, but he is also meticulous. He is indeed a promising talent!"
Xue Huaiyi exhaled and said, "Forget it! Your Highness, you tell him! "
Wu Sansi coughed and stepped forward. "Yang Fan exchanged blows with that assassin, so he might be of help in the investigation. What I and Master Huai Yi mean is that you should investigate the case, but Yang Fan has to participate in the whole process. You have to obey Yang Langzhong's arrangements! "
Magistrate Huang only hoped that this Prince and that Lord Zeng would calm down. He would agree to any request. Moreover, Yang Fan was the director of the Ministry of Justice. With his participation, it would save him a lot of trouble to deal with these two lords. Therefore, he immediately agreed.
Tang Zong took the opportunity to say, "Your Highness, this matter is of great importance. Should we temporarily seal the news and not let it spread? Otherwise, the various departments of the imperial court will intervene and question us. I'm afraid we will miss the best time to solve the case."
"Hmm …"
Wu Sansi thought about it and slowly nodded.
He now suspected that the assassin was sent by Wu Chengsi. If it was about solving the case, he could exert enough influence on Luoyang Prefecture with his status. Reporting to the Emperor wouldn't increase anything. Now he was in charge of the three major projects, "Tianshu", "Sanyang Palace", and "Xingqing Palace". The day he succeeded, he would be able to ask for the Empress's favor.
However, it was inevitable that there would be all kinds of discussions during the construction of these three projects. If the news of the assassination reached the Emperor's ears, Wu Chengsi would say that the assassination was due to the heavy labor and anger of the people. Who knows, he might be deprived of his supervision authority. Wu Sansi weighed the pros and cons in his heart and said, "Okay! However, the case must be officially filed! "
Tang Zong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed, "Your Highness, rest assured. Of course!"
For a moment, Xue Huaiyi and Wu Sansi were no longer in the mood to drink. On one side, Huang Zhijie and Tang Zong were investigating the scene and sternly warning the people at "Drunken Golden Hairpin" not to spread the news. On the other side, Yang Fan accompanied Wu Sansi and Xue Huaiyi out of the restaurant.
Wu Sansi didn't bring any experts to the banquet. Yang Fan escorted him back to his residence and then escorted his master back to White Horse Temple. After entering the mountain gate of White Horse Temple and chasing away the disciples, Xue Huaiyi and Yang Fan walked towards the backyard. At this time, Xue Huaiyi laughed and said, "This game is really interesting. Do you think your master has the talent to be a heroine? Do you think I look good? "
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Master is a Golden-bodied Arhat who descended to the mortal world. Naturally, you can act like a dragon and act like a tiger!"
Xue Huaiyi laughed proudly and gave Yang Fan a thumbs up. He said, "Speaking of which, my shock was not fake. Although I already knew that my disciple's wife had such a sword, the momentum was really shocking. I couldn't tell that your wife, a delicate and timid little girl, actually has such real martial arts! You are indeed worthy of being a captain in the Plum Blossom Guards. Your martial arts … Hmm … It's not much worse than your master's. "
Yang Fan said, "Master is flattering me! How could Xiao Man compare to her master's exquisite martial arts? This time, I still have to thank Master for your help. "
Xue Huaiyi smiled and said, "All these years, your master has pretended to be crazy and confused. Others thought that Xue Huaiyi was honest and crude and could be used. Only you were willing to tell me the truth and ask for my help. Your master helped you not only willingly, but also very happily. Besides, this matter is only interesting. What's so difficult about it? However, from what you said, that girl is really infatuated with you. I hope you can find her. At that time, your master will go to your wedding again! "
At this point, the smile on Xue Huaiyi's face gradually disappeared. He sighed softly and said regretfully, "I've eaten phoenix liver and dragon marrow; I've enjoyed riches and splendor; I've had the most honorable woman in the world. Only … If there is a woman in this world who can treat me like this, Old Xue's life in this world will not be in vain! "
Xue Huaiyi waved his hand disinterestedly and said, "You husband and wife can go home! I haven't drunk to my heart's content yet. I'll go back to the meditation room and drink a few more cups! "
Xue Huaiyi strode towards the abbot's meditation room. Yang Fan stopped and looked at his back, sighing softly. When it came to telling the truth, Yang Fan felt guilty in his heart. How could such an action be just to find A 'Nu? He still had something to hide. Looking at Xue Huaiyi's back, Yang Fan secretly said, "I owe Master Xue. I will repay you in the future!"
…
Under the Qiyun Pagoda, Xiao Man, who had changed back into women's clothing, was leaning against the railing gracefully. When she saw Yang Fan walking over, she greeted him with a smile and made a face at him. She said proudly, "Do I look good?"
"Full of murderous intent! It's a pity that my wife doesn't become an assassin … "
Yang Fan said with a smile. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged her tightly in his embrace. Xiao Man was shocked and said shyly, "Langjun, what are you doing? This is a temple. It's broad daylight. Be careful not to be seen by others. Langjun, good Langjun, let me go …"
Seeing that she couldn't break free, Xiao Man begged.
Yang Fan hugged her tightly and sighed contentedly in her ear. He said, "It's nothing. I just feel … wronged you."
"Hmm?"
Xiao Man stopped struggling. Her eyes widened a little, and then she gradually understood something. Her body softened, and she gently wrapped her arms around Yang Fan's strong waist. She quietly stood with her face close to his for a while, and then she softly said in his ear, "Fool, you are really the biggest fool in the world!"
Yang Fan said, "How am I stupid?"
Xiao Man said, "Which man in the world would feel guilty about this? You are the one who brought trouble upon yourself. "
Yang Fan gently left her gentle embrace and held her hand. He smiled gently and said, "I am different!"
Xiao Man's eyebrows raised slightly and asked, "What's the difference?"
Yang Fan said, "Because you are Xiao Man, and I am me!"
"Hmm!"
Xiao Man carefully pondered this sentence. Her eyes were a little misty, but her smile became sweeter. "Yes! You are you, and I am me. As long as we are happy, why should we care about others? "
At this time, Monk Yizhuo wandered out of the forest. He suddenly saw Yang Fan and his wife standing under the Qiyun Pagoda, holding hands and looking at each other affectionately. He subconsciously called out, "Supreme Tianzun!" As soon as the words came out, he felt it was inappropriate and immediately corrected himself, "Amitabha!"
"Ah!"
Xiao Man saw Yizhuo and felt very embarrassed. She quickly wanted to pull her hand back, but Yang Fan held it and did not let go. He smiled at her and said, "As long as we are happy, why should we care about others!"
…
East of Luoyang, Sanli Nunnery.
The nunnery did not have a lot of incense. Today, a group of people suddenly broke into Sanli Nunnery. Not long after, the old nun of the nunnery came out and persuaded the few worshippers to leave. Then she closed the door and hung a sign in front of the door: "Incense!"
There were three reasons why a temple closed its doors and refused visitors. The first was called "Stop Orders", which meant that they would stop receiving wandering monks from all over the world. The second was called "Seal the Mountain", which meant that they would stop receiving all outsiders, including tourists, worshippers, and monks from all over the world. The third was "Incense Release".
On the day of incense release, the monks would meditate and arrange their own activities and rest for the day. It was a bit like a secular person's vacation. But this Sanli Nunnery "Release" halfway through, it was unknown why.
In the nunnery, there were some tall and strong men standing at the entrance. They all wore ordinary clothes, but their waists were bulging as if they were hiding weapons. Looking at their expressions, especially the way they stood, anyone with a bit of knowledge would be able to guess that they were government officials.
In the Guanyin Hall, there were two rows of nuns standing with their palms together. The head nun was holding a prayer bead in her hand and standing next to them.
A handsome young man wearing a Xiao Yao headscarf and a dark green robe walked past the nuns with his hands behind his back. He looked very carefully, almost looking at every nun for a long time, no matter if they were old or young, fat or skinny.
Every time he saw those slim, delicate and pretty little nuns, this man would stop his footsteps and look up and down, left and right, and sometimes he would circle around the little nun, making the little nun's face blush and her whole body feel uncomfortable. She had no choice but to lower her eyebrows and recite Buddhist scriptures incessantly to calm her Zen heart.
This young man was naturally Yang Fan.
It was not easy to find Tin Aino!
Among the people Yang Fan knew, Tin Aino was the best at disguise. She could imitate a man's voice to perfection, and she could change a charming young girl into a wrinkled ascetic monk. This woman was so powerful, how could Yang Fan not be careful?
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
