Yang Fan looked at the last person carefully. None of them could be Tin Aino.
Tin Aino's makeup skills were superb, but Yang Fan believed that under his careful observation, Tin Aino would not be able to fool his eyes.
At this moment, Tang Zong hurriedly walked out from the back of the hall. Behind him were a few men in plain clothes with knives in their hands. Upon seeing Yang Fan, Tang Zong shook his head.
Yang Fan said, "All temples and Daoist temples often have secret passageways to prevent military disasters and to store scriptures. You …"
Tang Zong nodded and said, "Don't worry, Lang Zhong. I've naturally investigated these places. As long as it's a place like this in the nunnery, it won't be able to hide from my eyes. "
Tang Zong had been in charge of the Luoyang prefecture's Ministry of Justice for many years and was very experienced in handling cases. If there was really a secret place that even he could not discover, it would be even harder for Yang Fan to discover it. From Tang Zong's point of view, the assassin's murder was real. Therefore, his desire to catch the culprit was even more urgent than Yang Fan's. He would not fool around.
Therefore, Yang Fan said, "There's nothing wrong with this nunnery. Let's leave!"
"Alright!"
Tang Zong agreed and said to the abbess, "Sorry to disturb the abbess and the other masters in the nunnery. We are currently handling a major case. I hope that the abbess will keep this matter a secret so as not to alarm the thief hiding in the temple."
The Sanli Nunnery's abbess put her palms together and said, "Amitabha. This poor nun will naturally obey."
Yang Fan was an official of the Ministry of Justice. Luoyang's criminal and civil cases were investigated and handled by the Luoyang Prefecture. Unless the emperor had a special decree, Yang Fan didn't have the authority to directly intervene in such cases. Naturally, he couldn't visit all the temples and Daoist monasteries in Luoyang.
Moreover, most of these temples and monasteries had secular protectors, and they were all either rich or noble families. If Yang Fan did not have a good reason to go in and out of these places where female monks cultivated, he would incur the wrath of the public. Even the Emperor would not protect him. That was why he had racked his brains to come up with this solution. In this way, he could openly search for Tin Aino's whereabouts.
As for the Ministry of Justice, he only needed to go there every day and didn't need to worry too much. His ambition had never been in the Ministry of Justice. Chen Dong was also a very smart person. Once he realized this, he immediately changed from being Yang Fan's strongest competitor to his supporter. In the Ministry of Justice, Chen Dong, a veteran with a solid foundation, helped him work without complaint. He was only responsible for withstanding the pressure from Cui Yuanzong on the Ministry of Justice and letting Chen Dong do whatever he wanted. The two worked very well together.
Soon, Yang Fan, Tang Zong, and the others came to Shangzhen Temple.
Shangzhen Temple was more secluded than Sanli Nunnery. The walls were lined with bamboo, and the winding path was deep and serene. It was like the realm of immortals. As soon as they entered the temple, they could hear the faint sound of a flute from afar. There wasn't even a single pilgrim in the monastery. Although the incense was not very strong, the monastery was magnificent and majestic. Even the delicate and pretty little Daoist nun who answered the door was wearing a snow-white undergarment made of silk.
The temple master was not old, only twenty-four years old. His Taoist name was Yan Yuzi. The temple master had almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks. Her neck was long and slender. Her shoulders seemed to be cut, and her waist was thin. There was a kind of romantic and refreshing feeling in her. Her charm could not be hidden. She really didn't look like a monk.
Yang Fan looked at the situation in the temple and felt that it was not a good way. Looking at the temple master, he knew that it was not a good place. Tin Aino was heartbroken and wanted to become a monk. It was impossible for him to live in such a place. He wanted to turn around and leave. But the more it was a place like this, the easier it was to hide. He was here under the guise of catching female assassins. If he left now, it would definitely make Tang Zong suspicious.
Therefore, he still let Tang Zong lead people to search the temple. He only took a cursory look at the female Taoist priests in the temple and went to the small pavilion in the garden to rest. When the temple master Yan Yuzi saw that the young and handsome Yang Langzhong was not going to investigate, she asked the disciples to leave. She then looked at Yang Fan coquettishly and swayed her body, trying to please him.
Yang Fan casually dealt with her at first. But this female Taoist priest took an inch and wanted a foot. Her teasing became more and more excessive. Yang Fan could not take it anymore. He frowned and said, "I am really sorry to disturb everyone's cultivation today. The temple master does not need to accompany me. After Young Master Tang's residence has investigated, we will leave. "
Yan Yuzi covered her tender and alluring mouth and giggled, "Doctor Yang is too polite, how can this be considered a disturbance. If Lang Zhong did not come, this poor Taoist would not know that there is such a young and handsome official in the Ministry of Justice. This poor Taoist is a monk and values fate. This … can be considered as fate between you and me. "
As Daoist Priest Yan Yuzi spoke, she twisted her slender waist and was about to sit in Yang Fan's arms with her round figure under her Daoist robe. Yang Fan quickly helped her up and said, "Be careful, temple master!" As he said this, he looked around hurriedly. Unfortunately, this was a pavilion with tall bamboos planted on all four sides. There was a winding path in the middle and only the chirping of birds could be heard. There was not a single person to be seen. How could there be help?
As Yang Fan helped her up, the temple master Yan Yuzi took the opportunity to stretch out her hands and hooked them around his neck. Her round and plump buttocks, which were originally hesitant to sit, were now really sitting in his arms. Her big watery eyes glanced at him and said shyly, "Yang Langzhong, what do you want me to be careful of, huh?"
As she said this, she gave him a flirtatious look and moved her cherry lips slightly, as though she was going to move closer to his mouth …
"Lang Zhong, there is nothing special in this temple to hide someone!"
Tang Zong's voice came from afar. Yang Fan took the opportunity to move and dashed out of the pavilion. Thanks to his martial arts, he did not know how he moved. He dodged and the Taoist priest Yan Yuzi, who was originally sitting in his arms, was sitting firmly on the stone bench and did not fall.
Tang Zong rushed to the front of the bamboo forest and saw Yang Fan walking out of the bamboo forest. One of his hands was pulling up his sleeve and he was wiping his cheeks with all his might. Scary, it was really scary! If Yang Fan did not leave, he was afraid that the Taoist priest Yan Yuzi would force himself on him and he would be sucked out of this bamboo forest.
…
There was a small bridge on the Yi River after leaving Luxin Lane.
This area was the southeast corner of Luoyang. It was already sparsely populated and relatively secluded. Naturally, this bridge was not too big. It was not made of stone, but it was an old wooden bridge. Under the bridge, the Yi River was gurgling like a jade belt. On the bridge, there were mules carrying a pole. There were three to five scholars and the trees were dyed. It was a picturesque scene.
When Yang Fan and the rest came out of Shang Zhen Temple, the sun was already setting and it was almost dusk.
Yang Fan's house was relatively close. There was no reason for him to pass by his house and not enter. He stopped and said to Tang Zong, "Young Master Tang, you can lead your men back. We will continue tomorrow morning!"
"Alright! If that's the case, I will leave first. Yang Langzhong, farewell! "
Tang Zong was very polite to Yang Fan.
This criminal case was a matter of the Luoyang Prefecture. Ever since Yang Fan took the lead, Tang Zong had not received any pressure from the White Horse Temple or the Liang Imperial Residence. The imperial court would solve major cases within a time limit. If the case was not solved within the time limit, the official in charge would be punished. Because of Yang Fan, he did not feel any pressure in this aspect. That was why Tang Zong was very grateful to Yang Fan. However, he did not know that this matter was basically him helping Yang Fan find a wife.
After Tang Zong and the rest left, Yang Fan went up the bridge alone. The autumn sun shone on his body, giving him a quiet warmth. Just as Yang Fan stepped onto the bridge, a person suddenly walked towards him and blocked his way. This person wore a bamboo hat and only a sharp chin could be seen.
Yang Fan became vigilant, but he heard the person say, "Yang Langzhong, stop. My master invites you!"
"Someone is actually waiting for me here. It seems that my whereabouts have already fallen into the other party's eyes." Yang Fan pondered and asked, "Who is your master?"
That person held the bamboo hat with one hand and raised his head to smile at him. When Yang Fan saw this, the muscles in his legs that were as tense as a bowstring immediately relaxed. It turned out that this person was Xu Houde, the coachman of Princess Taiping.
Xu Houde grinned at Yang Fan and turned around to walk to the side of the bridge. Yang Fan did not say a word and followed behind him.
In the forest, only a corner of the serene blue sky could be seen. A white cloud gently floated over the treetops. The fallen leaves that covered the ground were piled up in a golden color. Different kinds of trees were scattered, reflecting the layers of red, yellow and green.
A person was standing quietly in the forest, wearing a light green round collar and narrow sleeves robe. A jade belt was loosely tied around the waist and a silk scarf was on her head. She had one hand behind her back and the other raised in front of her chest. She was looking into the depths of the forest, as if she was quietly thinking about something.
This person was dressed in men's clothes, but her waist was slightly twisted. Her figure was graceful and her whole body presented a perfect S-shaped curve. Even though she was dressed in men's clothes, it could not hide the thousands of kinds of amorous feelings that emanated from her bones. This was clearly a young woman dressed in men's clothes.
When Yang Fan saw her figure, his footsteps paused for a moment, then he quickened his pace. Xu Houde, who was originally walking in front of him, had already unknowingly become walking behind him. At this time, he quietly retreated, and at the same time, waved his hand, and the few figures faintly moving in the forest also quietly dispersed.
"Your Highness!"
Yang Fan bowed to Princess Taiping and tried hard to make his voice not fluctuate. The relationship between him and Princess Taiping was very complicated. Apart from the inextricable and messy personal relationship, there was also political cooperation and alliance. Now what Yang Fan wanted to achieve was only political cooperation.
Princess Taiping slowly turned around. Her two thin eyebrows were curved, and her facial features were still soft and beautiful …
Yang Fan suddenly found that her chin was slightly pointed. After not seeing her for a period of time, she unexpectedly lost a lot of weight. Was it because of poor appetite in summer that she became thin? But Yang Fan remembered that the last time he saw her, it was already early autumn.
When Princess Taiping saw Yang Fan, her eyes slightly shrank. It seemed that she did not dare to look at him. She gently leaned to one side and slightly frowned. Then she said, "These days … you go in and out of temples and Taoist temples. What do you want to do?"
Yang Fan asked curiously, "How does Princess know these things?"
Princess Taiping smiled and said, "Because I have been a monk! Some Taoist temples … have some relationship with me. "
Yang Fan slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness is very curious about this matter?"
"I am not interested in catching thieves! What I want to know is … "
After talking for a while, Princess Taiping's nervousness and timidity gradually disappeared. Her expression became calm. She turned around and looked at Yang Fan. Then she said, "Those temple heads told me that you went to the temple to investigate a thief who was hiding in the temple. You are a Minister of the Ministry of Justice. Why did you suddenly condescend to handle the task of investigating and arresting criminals? "
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