Placid Chang'an

When I came back a few days later, Guiyifang was still the same as last time, dilapidated, and the air was still filled with that putrid smell after the corpse had been transported away for several days.Su Cen could only cover his mouth and nose, and walked with difficulty.

The only difference is that many people were taken away from here in the morning, and now that Su Cen came here again, everyone in the market hid in the dark and looked at them with a little more caution in their eyes.

At least I can still know fear.

On the way, several children were playing on the ground, and they all stopped when they saw them. One of them came over timidly, and dared not approach it.

It was the kid who led the way to report to the police that day. Su Cen took a few copper coins: "Take us to Wu Laolai's house again."

When the other children saw the money, they gathered it together. Just as Su Cen took out the money bag, Qi Lin swung his sword forward: "One is enough."

The children suddenly frightened and scattered.

Su Cen frowned, it was just a few children, and he didn't lack these copper coins. As long as he didn't ask along the way, Qi Lin wouldn't say a word, but this time it was a little abnormal.

Su Cen followed a few steps up and asked, "Since when did you follow the prince?"

Qi Lin didn't stop, and replied, "Thirteen."

"Thirteen?" Su Cen was a little startled, at such a young age, did Li Shi want to keep him by his side for his own use since then?He couldn't help but asked again: "Why did you follow him?"

Qi Lin glanced at Su Cen, thought about the purpose of Su Cen's question, and replied: "My lord saved me."

Su Cen nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder."

No wonder these people would be loyal to him, for him they would not even be soft on their own clansmen.

Qi Lin glanced at the dilapidated shack, and suddenly asked Su Cen, "Do you think it's depressing here?"

"Huh?" Su Cen nodded, not knowing why.

"That's because you've never seen a bloodier and crueler place," Qi Lin walked forward, "If you can't save them, then don't give those vague alms."

Su Cen was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the children who were hiding in the corner looking at them, and followed silently.

Wu Deshui's house was no different from the last time he came here, the door panel still kept the way Su Cen kicked it down, the house was dark and cramped, Su Cen took a deep breath before entering, covering his nose.

No one came over for a few days, and there was a thin layer of dust on the tables and chairs, but the things in the house were not necessarily very clean. Out of instinct, Su Cen tried not to touch anything in the house.

Qi Lin didn't care so much, he rummaged through Wu Deshui's dark bedding, and finally squatted in front of a few wine jars in the corner to look.

"How is it?" Su Cen leaned over and asked.

Qi Lin touched several wine jars one by one, and said to Su Cen, "According to the degree of dust accumulation, these two are new."

It was the two yellow wine jars.Qi Lin picked up the wine jar and presented the bottom of the jar to Su Cen: "Wine from the palace."

"In the palace? Royal wine?"

The wine jar was already empty, so Qi Lin went up to smell it, and said: "Huanglu burns, Luzhou pays tribute, and when it is sent to the palace, it will also send some to the various mansions. As for the others, they are all ordinary rice wine. , or mixed with water, you can buy it in Dongshi Winery."

Su Cen continued to reason: "Wu Deshui is just a doorman in the East City, and he drinks bad wine mixed with water on weekdays. Naturally, no one will honor him with such good wine in his condition. Where did the wine come from?"

"Not just the wine, but also the quilt on his bed. Although the background color can no longer be seen clearly, the fabric is the best Dongyang Hualuo."

Su Cen stared at the two wine jars and thought for a moment, then stood up suddenly: "Mr. Liu."

Wu Deshui is his brother-in-law, if Wu Deshui is associated with these extravagant things, there is only one way to say it.

Then he gave Wu Deshui these two jugs of wine on the day Wu Deshui was killed, and Wu Deshui died because of it. Is it a coincidence or intentional?

Su Cen lifted his legs and walked out the door.

As soon as he left the room, he saw a sword slashing in front of him. Su Cen frowned and looked over. Qi Lin still had that calm expression on his face, and said coldly, "If you continue to investigate, I won't be able to protect you." Now, the Lord may not protect you."

Su Cen stopped.

After slowly calming down, Su Cen broke out in a cold sweat. He had indeed shaved his head and his head was hot. He was a majestic Liu Xiang, and he might have the support of the Empress Dowager Chu. It was not so important that Li Shi would offend these two people for him.

If he rushed to Liu's mansion so recklessly, he could almost be sure that he would be killed with Gao Miao at noon tomorrow.

Seeing people calm down, Qi Lin put away his sword and asked, "What should we do next?"

Su Cen glanced at the dark house again, the clue was stuck here, and sighed: "I have done everything I can, and I can only wait."

After returning to Dali Temple, Su Cen asked all the door officials and the people from Guiyifang to be released, and stared at the empty hall in a daze.

It was halfway through the application time, and there was no news from the Ministry of Rites, nor did Xiu Niang.

Qi Lin brought a bowl of noodles from the back kitchen, put it in front of Su Cen, and said, "Eat some, it won't help if you're hungry."

Su Cen took two bites with the chopsticks in a daze, then looked up at Qi Lin, "Have you eaten?"

Seeing Qi Lin nodding his head, Su Cen lowered his head and ate a bowl of noodles.

At least he had to make sure that he wouldn't collapse before the end of the day. If he passed out again like last time, he probably didn't want to wake up again.

"I'll go to the Ministry of Rites to remind you."

"No need," Su Cen waved his hand, "the prince is suppressing them, so I forgive them for not daring to be lazy, they haven't sent it yet, so they probably haven't found out."

Qi Lin nodded, and stood silently behind the person without making a sound.

As the sun sets, the decaying sunset stretches the red lacquered pillars of the Dali Temple, dividing the lobby into bright and dark sections.When it was approaching the next yamen, Su Cen was sitting in the lobby facing the door of the yamen. The people in Dali Temple dared not speak or leave, they sighed and accompanied the young man.

Until the last daylight was completely annihilated in the corner of the lobby, Su Cen suddenly stood up and ordered: "Go and change Gao Miao's cell."

"Ah?" Everyone was taken aback.

"Change Gao Miao's cell in front of Xiu Niang." Su Cen ordered again.

He lied to Xiuniang before, he said that Gao Miao would be sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice after sunset, but sunset does not mean the end of the day, and it is not the end of the day if the street drums are not played at Zishi.

No matter how resolute Xiu Niang is, she is a woman after all. If she is asked to stay with a person who is about to die because of her for a day, and then watch him be taken away, unless she is really crazy, it is impossible not to be touched.

As time went down little by little with the sun, everyone in Dali Temple worked hard for a day, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate when they saw that it was coming to an end.

When the dusk gradually rose, a person rushed in from the outside, with a happy expression on his face: "It's recruited!"

Su Cen stood up abruptly.

"Tian!" the man said, "Xiu Niang said a word, 'Tian'."

Another person rushed in, "The Ministry of Rites sent over the list, the one who died that year is called Tian Pingzhi!"