Tan Youshan actually came here once for business seven years ago. This is an old temple surrounded by vegetation and thorns. But when he visited again today, Tan Youshan originally thought he would attract attention. When he arrived, he found that there were many people crowded inside and outside the water temple.
It's almost unrecognizable.
Weeds and thorns have been eradicated, and the land has been leveled. Although the stone path in the middle is dilapidated, it has been cleaned cleanly. Devoted men and women flocked in to burn incense and pray for blessings.
Especially on the west side, bricks have been piled up, and a man who is obviously a country squire is directing the reconstruction of the outer wall. This surprised Tan Youshan and asked him quickly.
The person being asked squinted his eyes and looked at Tan Youshan. Seeing that he was wearing a new gray cloth, he said, "Don't you know yet? A few days ago, the water temple appeared, and white light rose into the sky."
"Someone also saw a dragon circling!" This man was very talkative and quickly explained the matter clearly. Tan Youshan's doubts were immediately solved.
"It is indeed a monster." Tan Youshan was stunned for a moment, his face even more gloomy.
The ancestor could no longer go, but Xiao Lin had no one to care about him. When no one was paying attention, he came to the place Ding Ruili mentioned. When he looked into the dry well, he saw his son's body covered by weeds. At this time, in early June, the weather was getting hotter, and even though the well was shady and cool, there was still some corpse smell.
Tan Youshan stared at it for a moment, endured his sadness, and completely sealed the wellhead with a stone cover, then left and entered a tavern.
This store is not big, with only four tables and only seven or eight customers.
"Brother Tan, do you really want to do this?" In the corner, a thin middle-aged man was sitting and drinking with Tan Youshan.
The middle-aged man looked solemn and tried to persuade: "If you do this, you will have no way out."
In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he hoped that Tan Youshan would give up. After all, secretly investigating the son of a fellow intellectual was not a trivial matter. However, something went wrong that year and he was almost beaten to death by the county magistrate who was eager to solve the case. It was Tan Youshan who was willing to help him take the responsibility and put him to death.
If the case is solved and you don’t help yourself, how can you still hang out in public?
Tan Youshan drank down the glass of wine in his hand: "Yan Yu, you and I are both married to each other. To be fair, I am the only son of the Tan family. He died in an unknown way. I am an old man. What else can I do?"
A good life?"
"I understand that this is a strange thing, but brother, you have to do this for me. You are just investigating the case. Isn't it your duty to investigate the murder and get to the bottom of it?"
"You will not be held responsible."
The middle-aged man hesitated after hearing this.
Tan Youshan stood up, took out a package, and put it on the table with a thud.
The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and already had a guess in his mind.
Sure enough, Tan Youshan slowly opened the package and found a pile of broken silver of various sizes inside. Roughly calculated, there were hundreds of taels.
"Yan Yu, this is all my wealth."
Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to refuse, Tan Youshan waved his hand: "This is not a bribe for you. The emperor does not need hungry soldiers. This is money for food and accommodation for the brothers during their private investigation."
"If you recognize me as your elder brother, take it so that your brother can close his eyes before he dies."
The middle-aged man swallowed subconsciously and gritted his teeth: "Okay, brother Tan, don't worry, I'm the chief catcher in Fucheng, and I have hundreds of jobs in public offices. Who won't give me a little face?"
"Whether it is Ding Ruili, the son of Tongzhi, or Su Ziji, the leader of the new case, I can clearly investigate their recent whereabouts. However, this takes time and must be done during official breaks."
"I know very well that I won't make it difficult for our brothers." Tan Youshan nodded heavily and drank a glass of wine, feeling sad in his heart.
I have been working as a public servant all my life, but I never imagined that when I get old, I will pretend to be a public servant for personal gain.
However, he couldn't believe Ding Ruili's words at all. He had to get to the bottom of it, and he couldn't be used as cannon fodder in vain.
If his son’s death is closely related to Ding Ruili, he will die too!
Fucheng·Fuxue
The path is gentle and canopy-like, and it leads deep into several corridors in the lake. In the middle is a waterside pavilion with stone tables and bamboo chairs. The breeze blows by and the lotus leaves turn, which makes you feel refreshed and refreshed.
"If a jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool; if a person does not learn, he will not know."
"However, jade is an object and has unchanging virtues. Human nature changes due to objects. If you don't learn, you will give up being a gentleman and become a villain. Don't you think about it?"
Su Ziji finished his clear recitation, and the remaining sound was still like beads falling on a jade plate. In the waterside pavilion, more than thirty students listened and stood up together to bow: "Thank you, head of the case!"
Every second semester of the Fu Xue School, there is a case head, but now, it is only called the case head, referring to Su Ziji.
Yu Lu was also among them, and her mind was really spinning, and she couldn't help herself.
In a few short months, thirty-two of the forty junior students in the school came. Yu Lu saw with his own eyes that they gradually changed from being cold and unhappy to becoming close and admired.
"The ancients said that if you put a cone in a bag, you can see it immediately at the end. I didn't believe it at first, but now I am convinced."
At the top, Su Ziji watched everyone salute, and suddenly felt that the heat was almost there, so he turned to everyone.
I just heard a "boom", a little light flashed, a sudden change occurred, my eyes went dark, and there was an academy in front of me. If I looked carefully, it looked very familiar.
"Isn't this just a government school?"
There are pavilions, pavilions, and garden paths. From time to time, you can see one or two Confucian scholars talking or reading. But if you look carefully, they all look dull.
Su Ziji frowned, walked a few steps, and smelled the slightest scent of ink in his nose. This scent of ink spread everywhere, faintly connecting to the sky.
As soon as I smelled it, more than thirty strands of ink fragrance came to my face along with the sound of reading.
"It stinks!"
Not only was there the fragrance of ink, but there was also a stench mixed in it. Su Ziji suddenly had an enlightenment: "In the past few months, I have held reading meetings every five days. Each person can give at least two or three thousand experiences, which is equivalent to
Give them an extra half year of hard study."
"On the surface, everyone is convinced, but in fact there is still a lot of jealousy."
"Fortunately, fortunately, there are more than 20 people who are not white-eyed wolves."
Fuxuebuwu is not 100%, as long as it accounts for the majority and the general trend, it is enough. Seeing the ink fragrance and the stench fighting each other, gradually the ink fragrance wins, turning into a group of rich ink fragrance. After a slight hesitation, it falls,
Rush into the body.
"Boom" everything in front of my eyes exploded, and everything went dark again.
These are just moments. Su Ziji's eyes moved, and in an instant, the world changed drastically. It was as if he could capture spiritual energy from the outside world and use it for his own purposes with just a thought.
Of course, Su Ziji knew that this was just an illusion. He lowered his eyebrows and saw half of the red sandalwood shadow.
"The Fu Xue Bu Wu has been successfully turned into seeds. Is it absorbed by Panlong's mind method (this move is irreversible)?"
"Yes!"
"Panlong Mind Technique Level 3, 157/3000"
The Panlong Mental Technique finally reached level 3, and he still had some experience. Su Ziji looked at the students and couldn't help but feel afraid. In fact, these scholars had already arrived a month ago. If he hadn't been careful, he would have decided the winner at that time.
I'm afraid I'll suffer a big loss.
The more delicious the fruit of victory, the more miserable it will be once it fails. Although he doesn't know the consequences of failure, Su Ziji doesn't want to know at all.