"In Luoyang, the eastern capital, there are three most famous things nowadays, Peony, Di Renjie, and Di Renjie who tried the Peony bloodsucking case."

Dali Si Si Cheng, who was wearing a black official uniform, poured a full glass of wine, and pushed it in front of the young man in front of him with a smile, "Come, brother Xian, thank you for coming to Luoyang to help solve the urgent need for my brother." ”

"Brother Cheng is polite."

Di Renjie picked up the wine glass in his hand and touched him lightly, but he didn't rush to drink it, and his eyes swept the stairs of Xiangxia lightly. The three young men and women by the window were just about to go downstairs. Judging from the back, the man in Tsing Yi is not well-dressed but personable; Although the woman in white behind him was wearing a mask, her slender figure was undoubtedly revealed, especially she was wearing the most popular Hu costume in Chang'an, which was quite eye-catching in Luoyang; Another woman was tall, with only a half-obscured veil on her face, revealing a pair of seductive eyes, and wearing the usual gauze skirt of an orchid, but it was normal in the trade center of Luoyang.

The three of them went downstairs, and the orchid glanced at Di Renjie in a charming manner.

With just one glance, Di Renjie's eyes widened. Master Cheng followed his eyes and saw the coquettish back of the orchid twisting his hips, so he smacked his lips and said: "Some people are really glamorous, and none of the red flowers and white lotuses fall." ”

Di Renjie lowered his head and took a sip of wine and said, "That red-clothed orchid is just a maid." Master Cheng was surprised when he heard this: "How do you know that it is not a concubine?" Di Renjie replied: "The man's eyes have been on the woman in white. Although the orchid wanted to attract the attention of the men, she seemed to be used to no results, so she laughed wantonly with the men around her. And the man didn't think so at all, so he knew that he was absent-minded. ”

Master Cheng clapped his hands and applauded: "You've been watching them?" Di Renjie smiled and poured him a glass of wine, "Why, they are sitting at an angle that I can't see." ”

"Oh......" Master Cheng couldn't understand why he could deduce so many things with just one glance, but he didn't want him to see that he couldn't turn the corner and just give up. After taking half a sip of wine, he suddenly slammed the wine cup on the table, "Could it be that they are the suspects?!" ”

The corner of Di Renjie's mouth was embarrassed, "No, no." It's just that it looks a little bit like some of my old friends. At the mention of the word old man, his eyes darkened, as if he thought of a sad past. Seeing this, Lord Cheng hurriedly said, "Brother Xian, are we still going to see peonies today?" You just arrived in Luoyang, why don't you rest for two days and then ......"

Di Renjie said: "The emperor decided to go to Luoyang, the eastern capital, to celebrate the Spring Festival, and there is already half a year left. There is such a tricky case at the moment, and it is better to solve it as soon as possible. ”

After hearing this, Master Cheng had a solemn expression, drank all the wine in the cup, threw some scattered silver taels on the table, and then picked up the saber and tied it around his waist, and made a gesture of invitation to Di Renjie. Di Renjie was dressed in a whole robe, and walked out with his chic legs. Master Cheng glanced around the table and asked, "Didn't the virtuous brother even bring a weapon to defend himself when investigating the case?" ”

Di Renjie smiled: "The weapon has no eyes, and it is not good to hurt people." ”

Master Cheng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "How confident you are in your martial arts?" "It's just that Di Renjie is an official who was recommended by Lord Yan Liben to help solve the case, and this confidence should be real, not blindly optimistic. He thought about wiping the sweat from his forehead, in the past three months, plus the two who died yesterday, there have been more than a dozen officials who have died, and I hope there will not be one more Di Renjie.

Time flies, and at this time it has been the fourth year of Xianqing (659 AD), and it has been nearly five years since Tang Ying died.

In the past five years, Di Renjie married a wife and had children, served as an official, was framed by people, and experienced the ups and downs of the world. The reckless young man in the past has become a little deeper now. His family has been an official for three generations, and he can also see the ups and downs of officialdom, and with the support of the noble Yan Liben, he has been seconded to handle cases everywhere, leaving a reputation as a detective among the people.

However, there was a place in his heart that was always empty. Midnight dreams, always back to the night of Zhongyuan five years ago, he lightly kicked the tile up, and Tang Ying stood on the eaves to catch the picture of buttoning back the eaves. He obviously saw the word "fate" from Tang Ying, but he didn't expect fate to come quickly, and it dispersed without warning.

Since that time when they saw Yuan Tiangang get rid of Fuji and people, he has become more interested in supernatural things. It's not that I want to cultivate into an immortal after studying a lot of strange arts, but I just want to know more about Tang Ying's shijie that he hasn't had time to understand. Although, he didn't know what the point of this was.

The two left the restaurant and rode onto the stone bridge across Luoshui. It was the midsummer at the end of June, the originally scorching sun was shrouded in a cloud of inky clouds, the wind did not blow, and the leaves did not move. ”

Di Renjie asked, "Brother Cheng, is the peony garden you mentioned far from here?" Master Cheng hurriedly said: "It's not far, it's not far, it's two miles away." Di Renjie said: "Then go quickly, if it rains, it will wash away the clues." Master Cheng didn't say more, and led the way with his legs in front of him.

Luoyang is divided into two parts in the north and south, of which there is the most prosperous market in the East at that time - Nanshi. Not far from Nanshi, there is a garden that cultivates famous peony species, and it is here that strange things are happening. In previous years, the peony bloom around April, but this year it is the end of June, and the peonies in other places have already bloomed, but here is still very luxuriant.

Taking advantage of Lord Cheng's efforts to call the steward, Di Renjie had already walked into the garden first. I have heard that Luoyang peony is gorgeous and unique, and today I saw it and it really deserved its name. Each plant is more than half a human tall and bears red flowers the size of an adult with one hand open.

Di Renjie traveled all over the country in his early years and saw a lot of peonies, but it was the first time he had seen such a big and red one. Suddenly, he peeled off the layers of petals of the peony flower to reveal the center of the flower, and found that even the stamens were bright red. Carefully turned up a dark green leaf, and saw that the veins on the back of the leaf were also dark red, like ...... Blood vessels of varying thicknesses......

The old man of the garden followed Master Cheng over, and when he saw Di Renjie, he hurriedly bowed, "This Qingtian lord, please help the little old man quietly what kind of monster is he messing with here!" I'm going to run out of life like this. ”

Di Renjie said gently: "Don't panic, old man, and give us a detailed explanation." The old man swallowed his saliva and said, "Your Excellency." Little old man, I don't know anything else, I can only plant flowers. But when I inquired about Luoyang City, the old man, I called him second, and no one dared to call him first. I often send this peony to the palace! ”

Master Cheng interrupted his self-selling boasting, "Hey, talk about the murder!" ”

"Oh! ......The old man suddenly became worried again, rubbed his hands and said: "Since April, there has been an endless stream of people who come to enjoy the flowers, more young students, literati and ink writers. Anyway, I have a place here, and they meet to drink and write poems, and it is common for them to stay here for a night while I am not paying attention. By the end of April, I had begun to realize that something was wrong. You said that the flowers in other places are gone, why is it that the more beautiful I am? ”