Happy Little Scholar

Kyoto, somewhere in a courtyard deep in an alley.

"Jianren..."

Li Shilang from the Ministry of Industry looked pale and bloodless. He slowly knelt down and stroked the already cold body of Li Jianren.

There was a long sword stuck in the young man's chest. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open. You could vaguely see the fear in his eyes. The body was already cold.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and helped him close his eyelids. He stood up slowly, closed his eyes and said, "Mr. Liu, who harmed my son?"

Magistrate Liu sighed and said, "The Criminal Department has sent people to handle this case. Mr. Li, please express my condolences."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and said, "Take Jianren back."

Several guards from the Li family stepped forward and covered Li Jianren with a white cloth.

A director of the Criminal Department frowned and was about to step forward when he was pulled back by a young man beside him.

"It doesn't matter."

"Yes, Minister Liu." The head of the Criminal Department took a step back and said respectfully.

The middle-aged man and several Li family guards took Li Jianren's body away without saying a word from beginning to end.

"One..." Magistrate Liu looked at the young man next to him and opened his mouth. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was no longer a police officer under his command, but a minister of the Ministry of Punishment. In terms of official rank, he was higher than him. He changed his mind. Said: "Liu Shilang, this case will be handed over to you. I will ask them to transfer the files to the Ministry of Justice later. This case will trouble you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Liu." Liu Yishou smiled and held his hand.

Magistrate Liu nodded, turned and left. When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said: "This case involves those two girls, Mr. Li is not here..."

"The son of Li Shilang of the Ministry of Industry, together with more than ten assassins, attacked two women at night, and was later killed by unknown forces..." Liu Yishou said slowly: "A few months ago, someone poisoned the son of Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Rites, and wanted to marry him. It's the drunken girl's fault, and a large number of dead soldiers attacked Yangliu Lane at night. I think these two things may be related. "

"I also feel that something is a little strange." Magistrate Liu nodded, turned around and walked out.

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"explain!"

Li Shilang from the Ministry of Industry looked calm and uttered one word slowly.

Zeng Zijian, Chen Lisen and others stood there with pale faces. They glanced at the corpse covered with white cloth in the hall and trembled slightly.

Zeng Zijian swallowed and said, "Uncle Li..."

"Tell me!" the middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "What did Jianren do last night?"

He had doubts about what a few people said before. If he just robbed two civilian girls, how could it become what it is now?

The middle-aged man glanced down and closed his eyes in pain.

"Li Yi is missing, Jianren, Jianren said he wanted revenge..." Chen Lisen lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said: "He, he went to take care of Li Yi's two best friends!"

"What are the names of those two women?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"Zeng Zuimo, Wan Ruoqing." Chen Lisen said immediately.

The middle-aged man read these two names a few times, turned around and walked out of the door without looking at the dandies.

Li Jianren is dead, Li Jianren is actually dead!

When he walked out of the gate of Li Mansion, Zeng Zijian still couldn't accept this reality.

There was obviously no suspense, so why did it end like this?

Qin Yu was slapped in the face by Li Yi in public, and King Duanyang was kicked away by him. The most serious thing was that His Royal Highness the King of Shu was beaten, and his majesty just gave these dudes a few slaps.

However, Li Jianren's body was placed in front of him just now.

Just yesterday, they were drinking and chatting together, talking about how to take revenge on that person.

Why did everything change after he left? It became even more...

Zeng Zijian didn't know how he walked home. It wasn't until he felt burning pain on his face that he raised his head in disbelief and looked at his father who was glaring at him.

"You beast!"

When Zeng Shichun slapped him for the second time, blood already overflowed from the corner of Zeng Zijian's mouth.

However, these two slaps did not seem to relieve Zeng Shichun's anger. He looked around and picked up a handful of silver from his side. A middle-aged woman hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him tightly, saying to Zeng Zijian: " What are you still doing? Run away!"

Zeng Zijian's expression changed, and he immediately flashed back to his room and closed the door from the inside.

"Young man, open the door!" The Minister of Household Affairs looked angry and punched the door, but there was no movement inside.

Zeng Zijian leaned against the door, his face pale.

After knocking a few times, Zeng Shichun's face darkened, he took a step back and said, "Come here, lock this door and open it again in three days."

The woman's expression changed and she hurriedly said: "Master, no, no, three days, three days Zijian will starve to death!"

"If I really starve to death, I will pretend that I never gave birth to this evil son!" Zeng Shichun put the key away, waved his sleeves, and strode away.

The woman stood by the door. After a long time, she sighed and said, "Zijian, you are confused!"

In the room, Zeng Zijian was sitting at the table, his mouth was thirsty, but there was no drop of water in the teapot on the table. He looked ahead with a blank look on his face, and in his mind was Li Jianren's pale face...

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"They stopped those people at that time. Zui Mo and I went back to Goukan to move reinforcements. We vaguely remember that someone was chasing us, but we didn't know why we didn't catch up." Wan Ruoqing described the situation last night, while Liu Yishou recorded it on the side. .

"Who saved us? What happened to those bad guys?" Wan Ruoqing looked at him and asked.

Liu put down his pen, smiled, and said, "We are still investigating."

Wan Ruoqing thought for a while and said, "Do I need to go to the Yamen with you?"

Liu Yishou shook his head and said: "No, don't worry, two girls, I will definitely investigate this matter. However, I will wrong you in the past few days. Just stay in this courtyard, don't go out easily."

Wan Ruoqing nodded.

"Two girls, Liu takes your leave." Liu stood up with one hand, cupped his hands, and walked out of the door. When he raised his head, he saw the Minister of Works who he had just seen walking towards here with a group of people.

"I wonder why Mr. Li came here?" Liu Yishou stood there and looked at him and asked.

"I suspect that my son's death is related to the two women living here. I didn't expect Mr. Liu to be one step faster." The Minister of Industry stood opposite Liu Yishou and said, "Those two women must be Liu Yishou." Your Excellency has been escorted back to the Penal Department Yamen, right?"

Liu Yishou shook his head and said: "I have found out that there is another hidden story in this case that has nothing to do with these two girls. I am afraid that Mr. Li's suspicion is wrong this time."

"This matter is of great importance. No one who is suspected can be let go." The middle-aged man stared at Liu Yishou and gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Liu, please don't bend the law for personal gain."

"I will never let a bad person go, nor will I wrongly accuse a good person. As for how to handle the case, Mr. Li won't worry about it." Liu Yishou walked past him and said to the few people standing by: "Go to the secret police." The spy will send a team over to protect these two girls. They are important witnesses and there is no room for loss. If anyone breaks in and takes them, they will be killed!"

"yes!"

Although Liu Yishou temporarily acted as the Minister of Criminal Affairs, to be precise, he was still a member of the Secret Intelligence Department and still had the right to mobilize the power of the Secret Intelligence Department. Several people nodded immediately.

"Sir, what should we do?" A person next to the Minister of Industry asked with a slightly changed expression.

The middle-aged man's face was as dark as water. He turned around and squeezed out one word through his teeth: "Let's go!"