The prefect wandered back and forth in the living room, constantly giving orders to arrest the head.
"I will personally invite the abbot of Yongle Temple, Miss Bai from Qinfang, later. You go and invite the big belly who plays Canqi - well, you ask the master to get a hundred taels of silver, give it to the big belly, and tell him today
The Eryamen asked him to handle the case, and one hundred taels was just a deposit."
While the prefect was speaking, he turned around and saw Lu Bai and breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Lu Qi, you are finally here."
He turned around and saw that the catcher was still there, urging him to go quickly.
The arrester looked embarrassed, "If you have a big belly and want to play chess at the yamen gate..."
The prefect waved his hand, "Let him do it, let him do it."
As long as we get this thing sorted out, we can do it for a year.
The catcher asked again: "Where is the Jin Yiwei side? Do you want to inform them?"
The magistrate waved his hand, "I've invited so many people here just to avoid inviting the royal guards."
If you invite the Jin Yiwei, the best case scenario is that the credit will be shared equally, and the worst case scenario is that you get nothing and even provoke a burst of ridicule from the Jin Yiwei.
The catcher nodded and took the order.
The prefect sighed.
He patted Lu Bai on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Mr. Lu, now that the stage is set up and the singers are ready, it depends on whether your guess is accurate."
If it's accurate, everything is easy to say.
If not, everything he has prepared today will be in vain and he will be laughed at.
The prefect did not forget to add, "If things don't work out, your salt business will probably be very difficult."
It should be.
Lu Bai worked hard to solve the case in exchange for salt business.
Lu Bai smiled calmly and sat on the seat next to him to drink tea. "Sir, I am sure. You can just wait for the news of solving the case tonight."
The prefect felt unsure.
After hesitation, he asked Lu Bai, "How sure are you?"
"Eighty percent."
The remaining two levels are accidental.
The prefect glanced at Lu Bai in surprise. He didn't expect that Lu Bai was still eighty percent sure.
"Wang Er's death after his mother was 20% accidental and 80% inevitable, so I am 80% sure." Lu Bai said.
The prefect put on his official hat and straightened his clothes.
"Eighty percent is a lot." He fisted Lu Bai, turned around and left.
The Southern Dynasties valued Confucianism, while the Northern Dynasties respected Buddhism.
It just so happened that Yongle City was in a border town, where Buddhism flourished. Not to mention the 480 temples, there were still 80 temples. The presiding officer of Yongle Temple, Du Xian, was the leader of these 80 temples.
The state of his cultivation is in the realm of cultivation. The magistrate doesn't know how high the specific state is.
Several of his disciples are also very powerful. The eldest disciple is in retreat and is expected to enter the realm of cultivation. The remaining three disciples have all reached the first level.
The abbot of Yongle Temple and several disciples often help people get rid of monsters and troubles in the city, and are deeply loved by the people. This time, the monsters appear and disappear, leaving them no chance to take action. Otherwise, they would have eliminated the monsters long ago, and they would not be able to turn around.
To Lu Bai.
The prefect will now personally ask Miss Bai from Yongle Temple and Qinfang for help.
He must make tonight's operation foolproof.
According to Lu Bai's reasoning, if the murderer of the serial beheading case appears, then this is the only chance to catch him.
Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.
Lu Bai stayed in the living room the whole time.
From time to time, a maid would serve him tea and lunch would be brought in.
By the afternoon, the catcher and the prefect came back.
"The people from Jinyiwei and Shopkeeper Dugu are looking for Shopkeeper Dugu, did you know?" the head catcher asked as he came in.
Lu Bai pretended to be surprised, "Shopkeeper Dugu didn't go back?"
The catcher shook his head, "Several of Shopkeeper Dugu's men were waiting for news at the Yamen yesterday but never sent a message back. They were found dead in an alley not far away this morning. As for Shopkeeper Dugu, someone saw him all in a state of confusion last night.
I met a man who was making out in an alley, and later I heard him scream, but what happened to him is that he is still alive and dead, but his body is not seen."
The head catcher looked at Lu Bai suspiciously. Now Lu Bai was the most suspicious.
Lu Bai hurriedly explained, "Don't look at me like that. I have no personal grudges with him. Everything is done for official business. I can't kill him privately for official business."
The policeman shook his head, "Jin Yiwei took over this case directly and it is not under our control, so I don't bother to ask anything."
"Okay, business matters are important, don't mention these unimportant things," the prefect said.
He asked the maid to prepare a table of wine and food early, and invited Lu Bai and Capt.
The head catcher was flattered.
He wanted to say a few words at the table, but he couldn't - the atmosphere was too solemn.
Both Lu Bai and the prefect knew that if something went wrong tonight, there would be no clues in the case.
"Both of you."
The prefect finally raised his glass and said, "I'll help you tonight!"
Lu Bai nodded and drank the wine in one gulp.
After drinking, Lu Bai put down his wine glass and saw that it was getting late. He bowed his hands to the magistrate and went out with the policeman, leading the policeman towards Qingshui Town.
In front of the magistrate's office is a long north-south street.
Under the setting sun at dusk, the long street is divided into two, half is in the blood-like setting sun, and the other half is hidden in the shadow of the houses on the west side.
The street is full of people, and the vendors on both sides are like dragons, extending to the end of the street.
"Candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick."
"Roasted chestnuts, chestnuts, chestnuts."
The shouts of hawkers kept coming and going, and soon the roasted chestnuts and candied haws of sugar suppressed the voices.
The candied haws was not convinced and shouted, "Gourd, gourd!"
"I'm buying gourds!" the head catcher turned around to greet him. When he saw the man selling candied haws, he cursed, "You're selling your uncle's gourds."
He also wanted to buy a gourd to hold wine.
The candied haws on a stick was wilted and he was about to leave in despair. Lu Bai grabbed him, bought a few bunches of candied haws on a stick, and casually asked the detective: "Does anyone want to eat candied haws on a stick?"
Many detectives shook their heads.
Although they were wearing plain clothes, they considered themselves to be spies, so why were they eating candied haws on the street?
Only the young and white-headed police officer was not polite and said, "Give me two."
After getting it in his hand, he chewed one himself and prepared to give the other to his daughter.
"My daughter really likes eating candied haws." He said with a smile.
Lu Bai nodded, "So does my sister."
"Mr. Lu, do you have any girls?" the bald-headed detective quickly exchanged greetings.
Lu Bai nodded, "I'm spoiled. Now I'm lawless. I don't know if I've caused any trouble at home."
Lu Bai was deeply afraid that she would go into the tiger's den again.
"Girls are meant to be pampered," Shao Baitou said quickly.
He wanted to pamper her but had no chance.
The income from being a policeman was not very high, and he was not good at exploiting people, so he was naturally very poor.
"That makes sense." The head catcher turned around, "Daughters should be pampered. After all, daughters are caring and sensible. They are the little cotton-padded jackets of fathers. Sons are different -"
He let out a long sigh and said, "My son is a creditor. He owed money to others in his previous life. I will be angry with you in this life."
"The catcher has a son?" Lu Bai asked.
Catcher nodded.
He stopped and bought a few sesame cakes from a stall illuminated by the setting sun, wrapped them in oil paper and put them in his arms.
"His mother died a few years ago, and now I am both a father and a mother, working hard to support his education. Although our yamen servant's son cannot take the imperial examination, he can write. Wouldn't it be good to be a scribe in the yamen in the future?
"
The head catcher envied the scribes the most.
You don’t have to go out to arrest people, you don’t have to go out to solve crimes, and you don’t have to be scolded by adults all the time.
Money comes quickly.
Whenever there is a tax or military conscription, it is the time for the scribes to show their talents.
They collect money from people, ward off disasters for people, write down personal names on documents, and so on. One penny of silver can help people escape one or two taels of tax, so they can make money quickly.
"But this kid has just been studying for a few days, and he thinks the money I took back is dirty." The head catcher was speechless.
He took out a sesame seed cake from his arms and started to chew on it, "Just eat this one. I didn't dare to eat more at the dinner table just now."
They chatted all the way and headed south.
As the sun set and night fell, the group finally arrived at Qingshui Town.
They gathered at the Sanqing Wine Shop in Qingshui Town. The person invited by the prefect had already arrived - a monk was sitting near the door, playing Go with a thin man.
The monk wears white, the thin man wears black.
Black will win.
The monk held a white stone in his hand, tapped his forehead, frowned and thought hard.
This is a bad game.
Unlike playing chess and making money through people's greed, this master does not ask for money when playing chess, but gives away money when he wins.
In his words, the way he understood lies between the chessboard.
"Master Yuanrun is the third disciple of Yongle Temple's Duxian. His realm is at the peak of the first rank. The big belly who plays against him once worked as a chess boy at Lanke Villa. His chess skills are extraordinary, his kung fu is also extraordinary, and his realm is also at the first rank."
explain.
Lu Bai nodded.
Lanke Villa is one of the eight major sects of the Southern Dynasty, and the eight major sects of the Southern Dynasty are the mainstay of the Southern Dynasty, supporting the establishment, rise and fall of the Southern Dynasty.
These eight major sects were so famous in the Southern Dynasties that almost no one knew about them.
They are all cultivators.
Any disciple who has traveled around the world must be at a level above that of cultivation.
It can be said that in front of the eight major sects, the first-level realm that Lu Bai dreamed of was the realm of a chess boy in Lanke Villa, and could not be called a disciple.
It is worth mentioning that the eight major sects originally had a transcendent status.
But more than ten years ago, after Lu Yiqiu ascended to become the Sword Immortal, everything changed.
The Lu family built Yiqiu Villa outside the city of Kyoto and quickly became the leader of the cultivation sects in the Southern Dynasties, ranking above the eight major sects. Even the children of the royal family worshiped the villa as their teachers.
In the past ten years, Yiqiu Villa has been in the limelight and has been the leader in cultivation in the Southern Dynasties.
Maybe this is someone above.
Lu Bai turned around and looked at the thin man again, trying to see the difference that Lanke Villa had left on him.
Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.
This made Lu Bai confused, "Looks like he's quite thin, why is he called a big belly?"
"My name is Du Zida." The thin man looked up.
The catcher nodded, "It's too hard to speak, so I said I'm pregnant."
There was a girl sitting on the table behind them, with her back to them. She must be Miss Bai from Qinfang.
Qinfang also belongs to the eight major sects, and the sect is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, but for some reason, Miss Bai left the south of the Yangtze River and settled in a border town.
Miss Bai gently teased the strings.
Ding dong sound.
It makes the wine shop more elegant.
She is in the Qi refining stage and is the most powerful master among several people.
This made Lu Bai couldn't help but sigh. It was worthy of being a big city. The magistrate begged his grandfather and grandma to invite a master in the Qi refining stage and two first-class masters.