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.

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Chapter completed!