Moreover, the Venerable Master was assassinated in the main room, wounded and fled out of the corridor, where he was seriously injured in the back of the head. He dragged his dying body and struggled to the mural of Kinara, leaving a long bloody streak on the floor tiles of the corridor. Xilingyue wanted to point out this clue, but found that because it had been too long since Master An Cheng's accident, it had rained heavily in Chang'an a few days ago, and the blood stains on the floor tiles could no longer be seen clearly.

She could only squat down, try her best to distinguish the very pale brown, and pointed it out to everyone: "It's this bloodstain." Then she walked under the murals and pointed to the ground again, "But in the distance from Kinnara, there are no blood marks on the floor tiles, only drops of blood, so it can be seen that the Venerable Master Ancheng did not struggle to come through it himself." ”

"What does the county lord mean is that this handprint of the Emperor Shakti is a murderer who is deliberately confusing the public?" Wu Yuanheng said the inference.

"That's right, the murderer found that Venerable Master An Cheng had left a handprint on the statue of Kinara, and his intentions were revealed at a glance, but the bloody handprint could not be erased. So he carried the Venerable Master An Cheng on his shoulders, walked quickly to the frescoes of the Emperor Shakti, and borrowed the Venerable Master's hand to leave a bloody handprint again. Because Emperor Shakti and Kinnara are the only two female figures in this group of murals, he wants to deliberately induce the judgment of Dali Temple and make everyone think that the murderer is a woman! ”

"But he forgot that the Venerable Master was so short that he couldn't touch this position." Xilingyue is like being at the scene of the crime, restoring the murderer's actions at that time for everyone, which is convincing.

"It looks like the murderer is really our room." The monks had begun to whisper.

Mo Wen, the monk in charge of the room, turned even pale: "The county lord has been talking for so long, and we have a general understanding of the hidden circumstances of this case, and please tell me who the murderer is." ”

"Okay, the county lord will tell you." Xiling Yue slowly narrowed her eyes, her gaze wandered among the group of monks under the corridor, and finally landed on a tall and thin monk, "The murderer is you, Master Mo Yan!" She raised her finger and said.

Mo Yan's eyes widened, and his face instantly turned red: "County Lord, how can I kill a Fusang monk as a descendant of the Pei clan in Hedong?" ”

Wu Yuanheng also knew that he was the nephew of Pei Yan, a member of the Zhongshu House, and couldn't help but speak: "Yes, county lord, I don't dare to make a judgment on this matter." ”

There was even more suspicion in the East Zen Temple, and there were many discussions, some people believed it, and some people didn't believe it.

And at this moment, a shrill voice suddenly sounded, like a sharp blade cutting through a fine silk silk, very harsh: "County Lord Guo, Wu Yinjing!" ”

Everyone looked back in unison, and saw a eunuch about thirty years old walking in, followed by two small yellow doors, each holding a stack of sealed test papers, covered with the large seal of the Ministry of Rites.

Seeing that it was someone from the palace, everyone gave way to him, and the eunuch hurriedly walked to Xilingyue, bowed down, and slowly spit out a few words: "Yang Wenhuai, the provincial eunuch of the lower officials, sent a few Jinshike policy test papers at the behest of His Majesty for the county lord to use in judging the case. ”

"There is Lao Yang's inner servant." Xiling Yue's head expressed his gratitude.

Yang Wenhuai did not retire in time, but said with a smile: "The saint is extremely concerned about this case, and specially ordered the subordinate to come to observe and report back to the palace." ”

"Adan, go and bring a chair for Yang Neishang." As soon as Xiling Yue exited to order Adan, she was stopped by Yang Wenhuai: "You and Wu Yinjing are not sitting, how dare the lower officials sit?" Just stand, the county lord doesn't have to worry about the officials. ”

Having said that, after all, on behalf of the Son of Heaven, Xilingyue still asked Adan to move a chair over. Yang Wenhuai pretended to give in and reluctantly sat down, but his attitude towards Xilingyue immediately became close to three points: "When the lower official came in, I heard a lot of discussion in the courtyard, I don't know what difficulties the county lord has, but do you need the lower officials to help?" ”

His words were clearly supporting Xilingyue, and the smarter monks understood it, so naturally no one dared to question it again.

Xiling Yue was extremely calm: "Yang Neishou came at the right time, I thought I wouldn't be able to see this volume today." ”

This morning, she hurried to the Xuanzheng Hall of Daming Palace with Xiao Yi, in order to block the Ministry of Rites Shangshu who was in charge of Jinshike, borrow from him the examination papers of the Jinshi Kece in recent years, and name Pei Xingyan, the son and nephew of Pei Yan, who is only a member of the Zhongshu House. The Ministry of Rites originally didn't want to borrow it, but fortunately, she met Guo Ju to introduce her, and said that the case was handpicked by the Holy Lord to investigate and handle it, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu agreed verbally.

I thought that this Shangshu was cautious, and he went to the Holy Lord to verify this matter before finding out the examination papers, otherwise how could it be sent by someone from the Inner Servant Province in person?

Xilingyue knew it, and she didn't poke it, she only took the test paper in the hands of the two little yellow doors, flipped through it casually, the smile on her face became stronger and stronger, and asked Mo Yan: "Master Mo Yan, the name on this test paper is 'Pei Xingyan', but is your common name?" ”

"Yes." Mo Yan seemed to realize her intentions, and his face gradually turned pale.

Xilingyue raised the test paper in her hand high and said to everyone: "That's right." Pei Xingyan is a descendant of the Pei family in Hedong, and he is also the son and nephew of Pei Yan, a member of the Chinese Scholars, and has a family history. But he has repeatedly been admitted to the scholar but has not been successful, can Yang Neishou and all the masters know why? ”

When everyone heard this, they all looked at her and waited for the following.

She summed it up succinctly: "The answer is on these test papers, because Pei Xingyan opposes the Tang Dynasty and Siyi's friendship, and even made several comments on the papers, asking the Son of Heaven to put an end to Fusang sending Tang envoys into the court and driving away the Hu people in the Tang Dynasty." In short, it is 'no sea, no country'. ”

"Ban on the sea, close the country?!" Yang Wenhuai was the first to question, "Grandmaster Tai once said 'Siyi family', our dynasty has always been inclusive, and Chang'an is the capital of the world, accommodating 100,000 Hu people!" Pei...... Why did Master Mo Yan drive them away? ”

"yes!" Zen Master Guangxuan was also very puzzled, "Fusang sent Tang envoys to the court, which is a good opportunity to promote the prestige of our country." Isn't it a great good thing for me to go overseas, why should I put an end to it? ”

The monks in the courtyard also talked about it, puzzled.

Faced with doubts, Mo Yan suddenly angrily scolded: "What do you know? A bunch of short-sighted waste! The reason why my Datang is rich and the people are strong is that in the past hundred years, the Son of Heaven has been sage, and he has greatly promoted the imperial examination, amended the law, and persuaded agriculture to rejuvenate business! Accumulate steps to a thousand miles! Those small barbarian countries are shallow and ignorant, but they want to steal and eat ready-made! Why do we give away what our ancestors have passed down in vain? From the court system, silk and silk, to the crown jewelry, desk ornaments! Teach them everything! What is this not a thief? This is a thief! The saint is luring the wolf into the house and recognizing the thief as a son! Once these small barbarian countries learn the rules, they will definitely breed ambition! At that time, I will be in danger! The more Mo Yan spoke, the more excited he became, and suddenly pushed everyone away and ran to Yang Wenhuai, kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, "It's a pity that I have a loyal heart, but I have no way to serve it, and it is all ruined on this strategy!" But I can't agree against my will! I also asked Yang Neishou to convey to the Holy Lord that he must drive away the Hu people, cut off the Silk Road, and block the sea! Otherwise, China will be in danger thousands of years later! ”

(End of chapter)