Chapter 253 Please come out of the mountains (4000 words two in one chapter)
Zhao Xun really understands Wang.
People's hearts are tightly manipulated by him.
Eunuch Yuan couldn't stand the two golden beans sent by Zhao Xun, so he confided the truth to him.
Zhao Xun was really surprised when he heard this.
He did not expect that the real boss who decided to investigate the assassination of King Yan was not Emperor Xianlong but Zheng Jie.
This old woman is better than...
Zhao Xun didn't have much favorable impression of Zheng Jie to begin with, let alone now.
Sure enough, there are not many good old eunuchs who know martial arts...
Zhao Xun read martial arts novels a lot in his previous life.
Usually this kind of old eunuch turns out to be a villain in the end.
And he is the type that is so insidious and cunning that people would like to eat his marrow.
Zhao Xun thought Zheng Jie would be different.
The reason is that this guy is also a superb practitioner.
But it turns out that virtue has nothing to do with cultivation level.
Lao Yin Bi is Lao Yin Bi.
This guy doesn't take action himself, he just knows how to instigate things behind his back.
It's not that Zhao Xun refused to contribute to the case, but the feeling of being used as a gunman really made him feel uncomfortable.
It seems that he should be more careful with this guy in the future.
Back to the subject, although Zhao Xun felt very unhappy, he still had to work hard to handle the case since he had accepted the order.
With his current strength, he is not enough to fight against Emperor Xianlong and the entire court.
When his wings are full, it will be time to settle accounts with Emperor Xianlong.
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Naturally, Zhao Xun cannot just sit back and handle the case on his own.
Every fool knows that the person who can assassinate King Yan in public has top-notch martial arts skills.
Zhao Xun is only at the sixth level now. Although he can protect himself in a short period of time, if he really encounters the assassin and the other party wants to kill Zhao Xun quickly, then there is almost no chance that Zhao Xun will survive.
Although Zhao Xun believes that he is the son of luck, he does not intend to make fun of his wealth and life.
So he wants to find foreign aid.
The academy is undoubtedly the best choice.
Needless to say, the mountain chief, his senior brothers and sisters are also reliable.
As he said before, everyone in the academy is talented and well-spoken. He really likes being there.
But the problem is that Chang'an City is now under martial law, and neither entry nor exit is allowed.
In this case, Zhao Xun forced himself to seek help from his senior brothers and sisters in the academy. If the Censor Yan Guan found out, the consequences would be serious.
These guys don't do anything serious and just stare at others. They are typical double standard monsters.
They have no problem doing anything, but as long as others have a little problem, they will stare at it and magnify it infinitely.
Therefore, Zhao Xun did not want the academy to get involved unless it was absolutely necessary.
As for the Daomen side...
The first thing Zhao Xun thought of was Yuan Tiangang.
But this old magic stick always likes to engage in seclusion and practice, and the dragon will never see its end.
Zhao Xun also has to rely on luck if he wants to find him.
So the best choice is Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi.
I have to say that my mentor Wu Quanyi is really a model worker.
Work hard and be available when called, without the slightest complaint...
Sometimes Zhao Xun would feel a little embarrassed.
But apart from Taoist Priest Qinglian, Zhao Xun really couldn't think of a more suitable candidate in a short period of time.
After thinking about it, it seems that the only option is to let my mentor work hard again.
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Zhao Xun galloped on his horse and arrived at Leyouyuan in less than a stick of incense.
Today's Leyouyuan has long lost the leisurely feeling of climbing up to enjoy the scenery on weekdays. Because of the martial law, there are almost no tourists.
Zhao Xun rushed to Qinglian Temple on horseback, then got off his horse and went to knock on the door.
"anyone there?"
After about ten breaths, a young Taoist priest pushed open the door and walked out.
When he saw it was Zhao Xun, he laughed harmoniously and said, "It's Mr. Zhao Xiaolang. Are you looking for Taoist Priest Qinglian?"
"Yes, is the teacher in the temple?"
"Unfortunately, the Taoist priest went to Dongshi in the afternoon."
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Zhao Xun was in vain, and naturally he was not in a good mood.
But since he decided to ask Wu Quanyi for help, he naturally had no reason to give up halfway.
"Where exactly is my mentor in Dongshi?"
"I heard that in Jixianju, the Taoist priest likes the shochu and soy sauce meat the most."
"Thank you."
Zhao Xun clasped his fists, then turned around and jumped onto his horse in one go.
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Walking to Jixianju in the East Market, Zhao Xun found that the two cities still retained the last bustle of Chang'an City.
Zhao Xun stepped in, looking for the practitioner's breath and went straight to the second floor.
Although he was not sure that this aura was emanating from his mentor, Zhao Xun felt that it was inseparable.
After all, apart from my teacher, there shouldn’t be any practitioners who come to the restaurant to drink and eat soy meat, right?
As expected, Zhao Xun came to a private room facing the street and saw his mentor drinking alone.
"Teacher, I didn't expect you to have this hobby."
Zhao Xun smiled bitterly.
"Haha, my dear disciple, why are you here?"
Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi saw that Zhao Xun was in a good mood, so he put down his wine glass and asked Zhao Xun to sit next to him.
Zhao Xun smiled lightly and said: "Teacher, doesn't this mean that my disciple misses you? Is it possible that my disciple can't come to see you if I don't have anything to do?"
Wu Quanyi knew very well what kind of character his apprentice was. He rolled his eyes and said, "So you chased me here directly from Qinglian Temple just to say hello to my master?"
"Well, of course there is one thing that I need my mentor's advice on."
Zhao Xun spread his hands and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that King Yan was assassinated and your Majesty ordered me to catch the real culprit. I thought it would not be easy for me to find the culprit, so I thought about asking you to give me some advice.
Fan."
Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi, who was drinking, squirted out.
"What? What did you say? King Yan was assassinated? Is this a trivial matter?"
"Well, my disciple feels that the matter has come to an end. If the worries only add to the worries, it is better to put the limited energy into investigating the case."
"Boy, I'm really convinced."
Taoist Priest Qinglian smiled bitterly and shook his head, then said in a deep voice: "Tell me what you want me to do."
Zhao Xun knew that his mentor would not let him down, and smiled lightly: "It would be best if my mentor could find the whereabouts of this assassin."
"This is not difficult. Passing geese leave a sound, and passing humans leave traces. Even a top practitioner will leave obvious traces after completing an assassination."
Wu Quanyi paused, and then continued: "So as long as we conduct some inspections based on this clue, we will be able to find his traces very quickly."
Good guy…
Zhao Xun thought to himself, "Don't I know how to do it? I don't have this ability."
"Teacher, just keep investigating, my disciple is willing to help you."
Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi rolled his eyes and said, "Why does it sound like I'm begging you as my master?"
"Where, where...you are overthinking it."
"That's all. You've asked for this, how can I ignore it? This matter will be taken care of by me. But I have said something before, from now on, you have to cover the good wine and sauce meat for me, no matter what
It’s enough to control that kind of thing!”
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Of course Zhao Xun would not hesitate at this time, but he agreed immediately.
For him, now is the best opportunity.
If he can get the help of his mentor Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi, the next task of tracking down the assassin will be easy.
After all, my mentor is a second-grade practitioner from a Taoist sect, and he is very talented in tracing.
"So, mentor, where should we start investigating now?"
Zhao Xun knows the importance of striking while the iron is hot.
At present, King Yan Li Yan has just been assassinated, and Chang'an City is under martial law. The assassin will definitely not escape from Chang'an City in a short time.
In other words, the assassin is now hiding in a corner of Chang'an City.
They are now trying to catch a turtle in a jar.
The probability of catching the assassin is simply not too high.
But also as time goes by, the possibility of the assassin escaping will also increase.
So now is the golden moment to catch the assassin, and there can be no delay.
"Well, it's simple. Didn't this person sneak into Prince Yan's palace as a dancer and singer? Let's start the investigation from here."
Qinglian Taoist Master Wu Quanyi's thinking was very clear and he grasped the key to the problem in an instant.
"Well, what you mean is that the most important thing for us now is to check the actors and singers in Chang'an City. This is simple, just file it directly from the Jiaofang Secretary."
Zhao Xun believed that with the status of King Yan, it was impossible to find a black singer directly from the black market.
They have a lot of power, so they must be prostitutes for nothing. The best way is to select people from the Jiaofang Division, which is directly affiliated with the imperial government.
Compared with private singers, the quality of government singers is also much higher.
After all, most of these are the daughters of convicts, and their appearance and demeanor have nothing to do with them.
And those singers who work in private brothels are a mixed bag.
Some of the singers here are indeed well-educated. They have received good education since childhood and are proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
But some are very ordinary. They were sold to brothels since childhood, and they have exhausted all their strength just to stay alive.
Zhao Xun didn't quite believe that these people could meet the requirements of King Yan and his ilk.
"I won't interfere with the Jiaofang Department. This is your strength."
Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi paused, and then said: "In other respects, I can test the depth of the water in this pool."
Um?
Zhao Xun sounds like he thinks his mentor is telling the truth.
Could it be that the mentor thought that the assassin was probably not hiding in the Jiaofang Division, but in an ordinary private hook?
That's all, everyone has their own judgment, and my teacher is just expanding the possibilities even more.
"Okay, then it's settled."
Zhao Xun led a group of bad guys to the Jiaofang Division in a hurry, which really shocked the officials of the Jiaofang Division.
You must know that Zhao Xun is a person who is feared by everyone and worried by ghosts in Chang'an City today.
Bad people are enough to bluff people, let alone the best among bad people.
Zhao Xun gives people the impression of being resolute and ruthless.
The official of the Jiaofang Division was afraid that he had made some mistake, so he asked cautiously: "I wonder if Mr. Zhao has come to teach me anything?"
Zhao Xun was not polite, waved his hand and said: "I am here because of the assassination of King Yan."
The assassination of King Yan?
Hearing this, the official of the Jiaofang Department suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
King Yan was assassinated in King Yan's palace. What does it have to do with Jiaofangsi?
Did Zhao Xun hit the wrong person?
"May I ask Mr. Zhao, how does this relate to our Jiaofang Division?"
"Of course it does matter."
Zhao Xun said without hesitation.
"The assassin who assassinated King Yan used his identity as a singer and dancer, and aren't all the best singers and dancers in Chang'an City under the management of your Jiaofang Division?"
The officials of the Jiaofang Division did not agree with Zhao Xun's remarks. He smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Zhao, what you said is correct or wrong. If it were placed thirty years ago, the level of the singers and dancers in the Jiaofang Division would be so bad.
Naturally, it is the highest. But now, things are different from the past."
Zhao Xun saw that there was something in his words, so he said directly: "Don't be secretive when you speak. Say what you want."
What does he hate most when others speak half-speech and leave them to guess riddles?
"As commanded."
Zhao Xun's words were still very intimidating, and the official of the Jiaofang Division had to tell the truth after hearing this: "In the past thirty years, the Jiaofang Division of the Capital has been greatly impacted by other Gou Lans in Pingkangfang. The major Gou Lans rely on the Oiran Festival
He trains his own oiran and competes regularly, which is quite a gimmick."
The official of the Jiaofang Division took a mouthful of foam and continued to complain: "So, the guests are gradually willing to try new things and seek excitement in these hook bars. However, because our Jiaofang Division remains unchanged, the freshness is not as good as these hook bars. Gradually, the guests are willing to try new things and seek excitement in these hook bars.
It loses its advantage."
Zhao Xun listened carefully and it seemed to make sense.
Although Jiaofangsi has a strong background and his qualifications as a singer and dancer are guaranteed, he cannot do too many tricks due to the influence of the imperial court.
After all, the court also needs to be decent.
But the other check boxes in Pingkangfang are different.
They have no worries in this regard, so they naturally change their tricks to attract customers.
The guests were accustomed to the old-fashioned style of Jiaofangsi, and when stimulated by these new things, they naturally rushed to these new hook bars.
"You mean, this singer is probably not from the Jiaofang Si?"
"Replying to Mr. Zhao, I just think there is such a possibility. But I will try my best to investigate."
"Very good. This is the name of the singer that I wrote down during my investigation from Prince Yan's Mansion. You can check it out first."
Zhao Xun handed a small note of the record to the official of the Jiaofang Department.
Anyway, it didn't matter to him. The head of the Jiaofang Bureau came to him to investigate, while his mentor Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi went to investigate.
With a two-pronged approach, there can be no omissions.
"Master Zhao, please wait a moment, I will go and take care of it now."
The official of the Jiaofang Department turned around and left respectfully, and then Zhao Xun picked up his robe and sat down in the Yamen.
He knew that the query would take a long time, so he was not anxious and just waited quietly.
Naturally, the Jiaofang Secretary was waiting for him, and they were afraid that Zhao Xun would find trouble because he was dissatisfied.
Their Jiaofang Division relies on thinking about people's hearts and serving people to survive, and it can be said that they have studied these powerful people very clearly.
Although Zhao Xun was born in a wealthy family, he has never been as comfortable as he is now.
From top to bottom, every seemingly ordinary action actually has a purpose.
If Zhao Xun is fine, he really wants to enjoy himself here.
But now he has something important to do, and he doesn't dare to slack off at all.
After all, Emperor Xianlong was a dog emperor who did not want to be the son of a man. If he placed the responsibility on Zhao Xun, he would not let him go easily.
If Zhao Xun couldn't give Emperor Xianlong a satisfactory answer, he might become another monster.
