Mingkong, kill someone?

Lady Liu was stunned for a moment.

If it weren't for the black cat on the table meowing constantly, she wouldn't be able to come back to her senses for a while.

"How could a man as good as a mage kill someone?"

She said in an unbelievable tone, her face full of determination.

"Impossible, the mage is not that kind of person."

Di Renjie smiled bitterly and said, "I don't believe it either, but... I just went to find the local Wuhou and wanted him to take me to check it out. I didn't expect to meet him as soon as I went out. It was a case reported by Lingbao Temple. A novice monk in the temple cleaned the courtyard in the early morning and found that the monk was sitting next to a corpse holding a sharp blade. The deceased was also a monk from Lingbao Temple, with his magic name Minghui."

"Master Minghui?"

"The eldest lady knows this person?"

Mrs. Liu said, "I recognize it, but I am not familiar with it."

This person...is not like a monk and a nun, and never saw her chanting scriptures. On several occasions, I still smelled the strong smell of wine on her body.

She died?"

Di Renjie nodded with a serious look on his face.

"That……"

"I haven't seen Master Mingkong yet, because the abbot of the temple has ordered people to close the mountain gate.

Wuhou of this temple can enter, but I cannot enter. Lao Sun has sent someone to notify the county government, and I believe someone will come soon."

"No, I don't believe that the wizard will kill people."

"Meow!"

The black cat screamed, as if responding to Mrs. Liu's words.

Di Renjie said: "I don't believe it either."

He paused for a moment and said helplessly: "But now, the wizard has been found on the spot. Unless there is extremely clear evidence, it will be difficult to get out. I will go there and stare and see what is going on."

"Then, please trouble your husband."

For Miss Liu, Ami is the person she attaches most importance to in her life.

In addition to Ami, the person she was most grateful to was Master Mingkong. When she was in the most difficult time, Master Mingkong helped her. Madam Liu valued the most kindness. Now that something happened to Mingkong, she was also confused and at a loss for a moment.

Fortunately, Di Renjie still remains calm.

He thought for a while and said to Hong Liang: "You stay and take care of the eldest lady. If you have anything to do, go find Zhou Liang."

“Is Tuesday in Humazi Lane, West Street?”

"Yeah, that's him."

"I see!"

Zhou Liang is doing well now, and he is like a fish in water under Jiang Moha.

Before, Di Renjie had mentioned him to Pei Xingjian, so he was named after the county lord. He was very clever and versatile. In addition, he had sold well in front of Jiang Maha before. After Jiang Maha became a bad coach, Zhou Liang also rose with the flow. He was not as good as Chen Shiyilang, but his mind was flexible, and he was Jiang Maha's right-hand man.

"Madam, don't worry, I'll stare first."

"good."

Di Renjie hurried out and headed straight to the main entrance of Lingbao Temple.

When he arrived at the main entrance, he saw a team of officers who were about to enter.

"Yang Bantu!"

Di Renjie recognized the person in charge, Yang Bantou and Yang Yizhi from Chang'an County.

"Why is Langjun here?"

When Yang Yizhi saw Di Renjie, he was also a little confused, so he stopped.

Di Renjie hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I live next door. I heard that there was a murder case here, so come and have a look."

Yang Yizhi's eyes flashed.

He pulled Di Renjie to the side and whispered: "Mr. Langjun, I advise you not to get involved in this case."

"How do you say this?"

"You should know what the monks and nuns in this temple are from."

"Know."

"The deceased Master Minghui was one of the nine beauties of the late emperor; and the murderer was one of the talents of the late emperor. Both sides were not simple, and according to Lao Sun, they were both stolen and obtained, and the evidence was complete. I guess there would be trouble."

This Yang Yizhi is also a transparent person.

The position of the head of the troupe is indeed the size of sesame seeds and mung beans, and it is not considered an official, but just an official.

However, don't underestimate such a position. This is Chang'an, the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty. His position as big as a sesame and green bean is equivalent to the criminal police captain of the East and West City Public Security Bureau of the later imperial capital. Those who can achieve this position will definitely not be fools. If you don't say anything else, your ability to observe words and expressions is definitely not bad, otherwise you will not be able to sit steadily.

Di Renjie appeared here. Although he said he lived next door, if he had nothing to do with the case, how could he run over early in the morning?

In this case, there are only two aspects: the deceased and the murderer.

The appearance of Di Renjie here indicates that he is related to a certain aspect.

Yang Yizhi has a kind heart.

If it was a murder case in other temples, he really wouldn't take it seriously.

But Lingbao Temple... Just kidding, it is all widowed by the late emperor. It will not be a trivial matter if any person has any trouble.

He and Di Renjie handled the case in Baima Lane and fought the ghost soldiers together.

Later, Di Renjie made a good statement to Pei Xingjian, and Yang Yizhi remembered this affection in his heart.

Di Renjie sighed softly and said, "I know this is a problem... I don't hide it from Yang Bantuo. I know Master Mingkong, and I have been kind to me. I just heard Lao Sun say that something happened to her, so I come and see her and want to help her."

"this……"

"Yang Bantu, don't worry, I understand the rules.

I don’t know how to do illegal things, I just want to investigate and ask her a few words.”

"I'm afraid it's impossible to ask."

"How do you say this?"

"Let me say that, Master Mingkong's identity is unusual and he will be escorted directly to the jail.

Without the order of the county lord, no one could contact her. Even the county lord would not, unless someone from Zongzheng Temple and was present. I said that, you should be clear about it. I can help you with other things, but it is unlikely to contact her. If you agree, we will go in; if you disagree, then I have to offend you."

Yes, Mingkong is a person in the palace, a concubine, and not an ordinary concubine.

In the Tang Dynasty, the harems of the Sui Dynasty were based on the system of the Sui Dynasty. In addition to the first-rank fourth-rank fourth-rank and second-rank ninth-rank concubines, there were also wives of twenty-seven generations and eighty-one imperial wives.

The four concubines of this rank are the first-rank ladies, namely the Imperial Concubine, the Shu Concubine, the De Concubine and the Xian Concubine.

The second-rank ninth concubines include: Zhaoyi, Zhaorong, Zhaoyuan, Xiuyi, Xiurong, Xiuyuan, Chongyi, Chongrong and Chongyuan.

These thirteen people are also the most powerful women in the palace besides the queen.

And beside these thirteen people is the 27th generation wife.

The 27th generation women are: the third-rank concubine, nine people; the fourth-rank beauty, nine people; the fifth-rank talent, nine people.

After the 27th generation of women, there were sixth-rank Baolin, twenty-seven people; seventh-rank imperial daughter, twenty-seven people; eighth-rank Cainan, twenty-seven people. There were eighty-one people in total, so they were collectively called eighty-one imperial wife.

The deceased is Minghui, a fourth-rank beauty.

The murderer Mingkong is a fifth-rank talented man.

Even though they have become monks and nuns now, they still belong to members of the royal family.

If you want to interrogate these people, you need to obtain the consent of Zongzhengji. Otherwise, even Pei Xingjian will not be able to interrogate them.

Di Renjie naturally understood the mystery and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, Banta Yang, I will never break the rules."

"Okay, please follow me."

Di Renjie followed Yang Yizhi and walked into Lingbao Temple together.

The monk in Lingbao Temple’s Dharma name Derong was originally a master in Jiduni Temple.

But she is smart, has good conversation, and has good Buddhist practice. Therefore, she was stayed when Jiduni Temple was relocated.

"The abbot was frightened and was resting in the Buddhist temple. He could not entertain all the servants, so he ordered the nun to come."

"Where is the murderer now?"

"I was taken into custody in the side hall, and now I am not very clear in my mind."

"Mage, don't worry, I know the rules.

Please send someone to assist in the escort. I ordered someone to lead the way and send her to Chang'an Prison for detention first.

However, all the evidences such as the murder weapon need to be handed over to me for safekeeping. I also need to interrogate them if I find them, so there is no problem."

“No problem.”

"Then I'll send someone to investigate the crime scene, can I?"

"Of course."

"The scene was not destroyed."

The monk from Zhike said, "Thanks to Master Mingzhen who arrived and stopped our actions, so it was not destroyed."

"Where is the corpse?"

"The body is still there, Master Mingzhen said, "I won't let me move, for fear of affecting the case."

Yang Yizhi nodded and turned around and looked at Di Renjie.

"I want to go and see the scene first."

"Then I'll bother you."

"My cousin, this gentleman is..."

Only then did Derong notice that Di Renjie seemed not to be a servant, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Yang Yizhi said: "This is a student of the Imperial College and a distinguished guest around our county magistrate. The last theft case of Princess Gaoyang's mansion was solved by him. Don't worry, there is no problem. If something happens, I, Yang Yizhi, will take responsibility."

When Di Renjie heard this, he bowed to Yang Yizhi.

Seeing that Yang Yizhi said this, Derong couldn't stop her.

It is true that Lingbao Temple is a royal temple, but the county magistrate is worse than to be in charge now.

Your Lingbao Temple is under the jurisdiction of Chang'an County. If you really offend these people... what does it mean to be a good person to see the King of Hell, but it is difficult for a little ghost to deal with.

Di Renjie led more than a dozen officers to the scene of the crime.

Yang Yizhi asked Derong to lead the way and went to see the little novice monk.

The crime scene is located in the middle courtyard of Lingbao Temple. Not far away is Guanyin Hall. Next to it is a dense peach forest, with a path leading to the side door. The withered petals everywhere dye the path red, making it even more sad.

A corpse was lying in front of the side yard.

This place is about five hundred meters away from Guanyin Hall.

"It's a bit deserted here."

Wuhou Laosun followed Di Renjie and whispered: "The Guanyin Hall is a Zen temple where monks live. This side door leads to the backyard. Generally speaking, no one will come."

"Since that's the case, why is this Master Minghui here in the middle of the night?"

"this……"

Di Renjie smiled, not making things difficult for Lao Sun.

He first checked the situation around the corpse. Because it was raining yesterday, the traces were very clear, with a few very clear footprints. Di Renjie squatted down first, carefully checked those footprints, and then walked to the side of the corpse.

The body was facing up to the sky and had become stiff.

The white skin is slightly swollen because it is soaked in rain.

There was a fatal injury on his chest, but no blood was flowing... Di Renjie stared at the corpse for a long time before getting up and walking away.

“Where does this side door lead to?”

“It’s the backyard kitchen and wood room.”

"Why is there a Zen temple over there?"

"Just just now, Master Derong said that Master Mingkong likes tranquility, so he lives there."

"In other words, Master Mingkong did not live with other masters?"

"yes."

Di Renjie nodded, walked in the stone path, and arrived at the steps of the corridor.

Um?

He suddenly stopped, squatted down, narrowed his eyes and stared at the steps.

On the steps, there was a pool of blood, a very small pool. Next to the blood, in addition to a row of clear footprints, there was also half a faint footprint. If Di Renjie had not observed carefully, he would have probably ignored this half footprint.

"Li Jiang!"

"exist."

"Can you take this footprint off for me?"

Li Jiang was a strong young man. Hearing Di Renjie's call, he hurriedly ran to him.

He said in surprise: "My husband is so careful. If it were me, he would probably ignore it... Don't worry, this is not too difficult."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Di Renjie stood up and looked forward along the corridor.

He closed his eyes and a scene appeared in his mind.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the drizzle is sloppy.

A woman came out of the Zen temple at the end of the corridor.

She was in a panic, as if she was looking for something, and kept coming to the steps. Here, she stopped for a moment, and then passed through the side door.

Well, because it was dark and it was raining again, her steps were a little messy.

Walk to the side door...

"Mr. Lang, be careful!"

A scream rang out in his ears, followed by a hand that held Di Renjie.

Di Renjie woke up and quickly looked back.

Behind him was the corpse.
Chapter completed!