Lanfang Pavilion is the most lively green building in Beijing.

For Qinglou, the most lively time is naturally at night.

Just after the unitary hour, the two rows of lanterns at the entrance of Lanfang Pavilion were lit. Uniformly dressed little guys lined up outside the door to greet guests, smiling, neat legs and feet, and well-trained. There are constantly guests dressed in gold and silver, brightly dressed are welcomed into the pavilion, and the sound of greeting and shouting is endless, and the whole street is a bustling scene of traffic.

"Boom Boom Boom ......" A few fast horses came from the street entrance, although the speed was not fast, and the carriages on the road avoided one after another. Walking to the door of Lanfang Pavilion, the man in white led by him jumped off the horse first, and his clothes flew between the ups and downs, like flowing clouds, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The man is about twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a plump posture like jade. After dismounting, he strode straight into the pavilion, behind him two men with swords one was a little older, with a Chinese face and a beard, and the other was younger, with thick eyebrows and a wide forehead, and a strong body. After the two set up their horses, they followed closely behind the man in white.

The little man guarding the door stepped forward and greeted him with a smile, "Good evening, few masters!" Excuse me......"

The man in white didn't squint and walked straight to the door, and the little guy was trying to follow, but was grabbed by the bearded man behind him. The man took out a token from his bosom and said in a deep voice to the little man: "Dali Temple handles the case." ”

The little guy saw that the posture was wrong, and hurriedly smiled: "Oh, it turned out to be a few officials, please go slowly, and let me go and report to my mother...... Hey, hey, official, official......"

The little guy followed all the way into the pavilion, and his voice became higher and higher, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall. The man in white turned around and shouted, "Shut up." ”

The little guy was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything for a while, so he had to follow closely behind the three of them.

Not long after, Hu Liniang, the old bustard of Lanfang Pavilion, heard the news and hurriedly ran down from the second floor. Hu Liniang was born in an oiran, and she has been in the Qinglou for half her life, and now although she is a, she is still beautiful and beautiful. I thought that someone was making trouble, but when she saw the man in white, she relaxed her heart and stepped forward with a smile, "Ouch, I said which official it was, it turned out to be Grandpa Lu!" Little grandpa, you haven't been here for a while, our Miss Huicui thinks you are so tight! ”

As soon as the little guy heard the music, he dared to love that this official was still a frequent visitor in this pavilion, and he only blamed himself for being a newcomer and had never seen the world. Sure enough, Hu Liniang turned around and reprimanded him: "You dog slave who doesn't have long eyes, you don't even know the little grandfather of the dignified Dingguo Mansion, so don't hurry up and slap your mouth!" ”

"Yes, yes, the little one should be damned, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, it should be beaten, it should be beaten." The little guys in Lanfang Pavilion are all clever, they talk to people when they see people, they talk nonsense when they see ghosts, they can bend and stretch very much, and they hit themselves a few ear scrapers when they reach out.

"Excuse me." The man in white waved his hand casually and interrupted impatiently: "Master, my identity today is not the little grandfather, but the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who came to investigate the case." Where is Liu Qingyan's room, lead the way. ”

Hu Liniang chuckled in her heart, and said straight in her heart, and tried to ask Lu Yuan, "Little grandfather, oh no, Lord Lu, isn't the case of Qingyan Ying Tianfu already closed, why is Dali Temple still coming to investigate now, is there anything inside this case......

"Dali Temple investigates the case, it makes sense, less nonsense, don't hurry up and lead the way." Little Grandpa Lu frowned, too lazy to talk nonsense with Hu Liniang again, turned his head to the two men behind him and said, "Zhou Ping, Fang Yi, open the way." ”

"Yes, sir." The two stepped forward, dispersed the crowd that gathered around to watch the excitement, and escorted Lu Yuan to the second floor.

Liu Qingyan's room is on the second floor facing north, the innermost location, not to mention the remote location, and the lighting is not good. In the beautiful and talented Lanfang Pavilion, Liu Qingyan is not very outstanding in terms of appearance, figure, and talent, and is not very outstanding, not good at words, and not happy to welcome, the only commendable thing is that she writes well, and is good at imitating the famous Mobao, which can be fake and true.

However, as she grew older and her appearance became older, her days in Lanfang Pavilion became more and more deserted. So, like all the girls who could no longer stay in the pavilion because of her old age, she began to raise enough silver taels for her own redemption. This is the rule of Lanfang Pavilion. It's a pity that the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, and when Liu Qingyan was about to raise enough silver taels to redeem himself and gain freedom, he was found dead in his room on the eighth night of the first month of last month.

After examination, Liu Qingyan had no obvious external injuries all over her body, and was lying on her back on the bed at the time of death, and the quilt on the bed was messy, with obvious kicking marks, so it was determined that she was suffocated by someone else covering her head with a quilt. And the more than 100 taels of silver she had hidden in the room were gone.

After Ying Tianfu received the report, he immediately began to investigate, Ying Tianfu Yin Wujing did things resolutely, and a few days later, he found the missing 100 taels of silver in the room of Cui Min, a student of Guozijian who Liu Qingyan had received that night.

Cui Min was imprisoned, and Ying Tianfu convicted him with all the human and material evidence, and sentenced him to behead and wait in prison. During the period when the case file was sent to Dali Temple for approval, Cui Min died in prison, bit his wrist before he died, and used his blood to write the word "injustice" on the wall and ground more than a thousand times, and finally the whole body was exhausted and died of exhaustion.

Although Ying Tianfu tried his best to conceal the cause of Cui Min's death, there was no impermeable wall in the world, and when the news reached Guozijian, there was an immediate uproar. shouted injustice in such a tragic way, Cui Min must have been beaten by Ying Tianfu. The students of Guozijian jointly signed a letter and sent it to heaven, demanding a thorough investigation of Liu Qingyan's case and Cui Min's suicide, giving an explanation to the students of the world, and comforting the soul of the deceased in heaven. Emperor Jiajing was forced to retry the case in Dali Temple.

Liu Qingyan's door was still pasted with the seal of Ying Tianfu, and Lu Yuan, the young grandfather of Lu, checked the seal and said to the bearded man: "Zhou Ping, open the door." ”

"Yes." Zhou Ping stretched out his hand to push, but he didn't see how hard he did, the door opened, and the door lock was also dragged in his hand.

The room was sealed for a month, and it was a north-facing position, the light was not good, and there was a damp musty smell in the room, which was very pungent. Lu Yuan pinched his nose and went in, standing three feet away from the door, he really didn't have the courage to enter it again, so he only let Zhou Ping and Fang Yi look around carefully, pacing and pacing, still lingering in place.

The room was not big, and there were not many furnishings inside, so Zhou Ping and Fang Yi quickly finished checking it. The two shook their heads at Lu Yuan, obviously there were no useful clues to discover. Lu Yuan was helpless, so he had to glare at the two of them, and ordered them to relock the door, put a seal, and turn around and leave.

Walking to the staircase, I saw a woman with a delicate face and a graceful posture waiting over there, and when she saw Lu Yuan, the woman's delicate face bloomed with joy, bent down and blessed, and asked Andao: "I have seen the little grandfather." ”