The night is quiet, and the quaint Chang'an sleeps in the vast world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hammer of the hour has been knocked, and the dawn has not yet come.

Just when people were sleeping, the hundred-acre grassland on the outskirts of the city suddenly rose, the fire soared into the sky, the dim light reflected the heaven and the earth, and the night suddenly brightened. Shocked Chang'an. Immediately, the smell of choking smoke permeated, and under the city wall, rough men crawled and crawled, crying and banging on the city gate. The soldiers defending the city knew that the situation was critical, and they did not dare to slack off, so they quickly reported it.

Just after the end of the hour, the city gate was opened, and Zhou Han, the general of the city guard, received the holy edict, led the soldiers of Wuhou Shop, cooperated with the officials of the Criminal Department, prepared tools, and rushed to the grassland on the outskirts of the city to extinguish the fire and investigate the case.

Although the roads on the outskirts of the city were tortuous and difficult to walk at night, the fire lit up a radius of hundreds of miles, so the group was unimpeded and it did not take long to reach the grassland on the outskirts of the city.

In the distance, a raging fire burned, jumping around with the wind, devouring everything with impunity. Zhou Han and the soldiers dismounted and stood outside the grassland, feeling the blazing barbecue, looking at the corpses hanging on the flagpole in the firelight, and a palpitating chill surged in their hearts.

Zhou Han stared at the corpses with a dark thin face, his brows furrowed. After pondering for a long time, someone behind him reminded: "General, it's time to put out the fire." ”

Zhou Han silently glanced back at the deputy general beside him, then turned to look at the corpse on the flagpole, and said in a calm and powerful cold voice: "Extinguish the fire." ”

Wuhoupu is a special firefighting organization in Chang'an, and has long prepared leather bags and splash buckets. At this time, the firewood and straw stacks had already burned to the ground, and with the help of soldiers and officials of the Criminal Department, the fire was quickly extinguished.

The huge grassland was black and gray, and the gray smoke rose around the corpses on the flagpole, looking strange. Ordering the soldiers to put down all the hanging corpses, the officials of the Criminal Department looked at the miserable corpses and said in shock: "What a cruel method." ”

"It seems that the attacker deliberately removed the stacks of firewood and grass around the flagpole, so that the bodies were not burned. Homicide...... Public, huh? This...... Isn't it the son of the family of the Chinese scholar Lang Ma? …… And this, the son of the Cheng family in Jingxian County, these ...... It turned out to be the son of a court official. ”

Zhou Han stepped forward, stared at the half-squatting criminal department official, and said suspiciously: "What...... Is it? ”

"You can't be wrong, these people are indeed the sons of officials in the DPRK and China......"

Before the official of the Criminal Department had finished speaking, he heard the neighing of horses in the distance, followed by the galloping of twenty or so men.

Looking at the twenty people in purple robes, Zhou Han murmured in a deep voice: "Hanging Heaven Mansion, it's them." ”

"Hehehe...... Lord Zhou, don't come unharmed."

In Chang'an, King Sheng led the Northern Ya Forbidden Army to defend the palace, and the Southern Ya Forbidden Army led by Zhou Han guarded Chang'an. In addition to these two forbidden armies, there are also two private weapons in the hands of the Holy Lord today, one is the Yulin Army led by Xingzong, to protect the safety of the Holy Lord. The other is the Hanging Heaven Mansion headed by Liang Chunqiu, who handles private affairs for the emperor.

And the middle-aged man who spoke, named Yang Yan, was one of the five senses of the Hanging Heaven Mansion, specializing in criminal detectives. It may be that he often deals with dead people, although this person is laughing, but there is a dead air in his bones, which makes people uncomfortable.

"Lord Yang, why is this here?"

Yang Yan grinned, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth, and said inwardly: "I have been ordered from above to take over this case." ”

The above is naturally holy, and everyone knows it. Once the case is in charge of the Hanging Heavenly Mansion, it will turn the case from light to dark. As long as the criminal department casually puts a name on the official document, whether it is a bandit or a robber, as long as someone is charged with this crime, the case will be settled. As for what the truth is, it will be secretly investigated by the Hanging Heaven Mansion and handled with full authority.

Among the deceased in this case, there are many children of official families, who are widely implicated, and they may be burned if they are not careful. Now, since the Hanging Heaven Mansion has accepted this case, the officials of the Criminal Department are also happy to be idle, and naturally they don't want to cause trouble in vain. Several people hastily recounted the situation just now, looked at the severed limbs on the ground, shook their heads, and hurriedly rode away.

"I wonder if Lord Yang can see some eyebrows?"

Yang Yan half-squatted on the ground, turning over the wounds of those corpses with his hands, and said in a dark voice: "Only those fools who are not on the stage in the Western Wilderness like to hang corpses, hehehe...... Ma Wenfei, and these four ...... Kindness? This man...... It turned out to be a seven-vein martial artist. ”

Yang Yan suddenly frowned, shook his head and said, "That's not right! Wrong! Wrong! Not stupid...... Didn't these people die at the same time, but one person? Or two people? ”

A trace of confusion appeared on Zhou Han's dark face: "Lord Yang......"

Yang Yan picked up the woodcutter from the dozens of barrier knives next to him and sighed: "It's so ruthless! You see, the wounds of these corpses are not cut by a knife, but by a wood cutter. …… Tut, look at these wounds, if it was a warrior using this woodcutter, it would not be cut like this. Hehehehe...... powerful, he doesn't know martial arts, he completely uses a woodcutter to kill these people......"

Zhou Han heard Yang Yan say this, his face froze, as if he couldn't believe this fact, and shouted again: "Lord Yang......"

Yang Yan very slowly touched the white bones after the flesh and blood flew away, and muttered in a low voice: "Zhongshu Shilang, Jingxian Cheng ......, these seem to be the people of the second prince." Hehehe...... Interestingly, it seems that they have provoked a very dangerous person. ”

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There was a small stream not far from the pasture, and at this time, the stream was stained with blood from Mo Fei and Yaya's clothes. On the rocks beside him, freshly washed clothes were baked over fire. And the maid was lying on his lap and was groggily asleep.

After a day and a night without eating, the two of them were hungry, sleepy and tired.

Mo Fei watched the fire in the distant grassland go out and put his mind at ease. This means that Chang'an already knows about it......

Since the Tang Dynasty ascended the throne from the current Shengshang, the position of the crown prince has been vacant. The eldest prince, supported by the Qingliu civil officials, the second prince supported by the Leng family, and the third prince supported by the military, have coveted the position of the crown prince for a long time, and there are many open and secret battles in court politics. As long as the second prince does not want to have a handle in the hands of the eldest prince and the third prince, those soldiers who were sent on the way back to the city will be withdrawn as soon as possible.

It's just that this fire goes down, and the matter has become a big one. Even if the second prince withdrew those people in time, the loss of his guards, and the ginseng books that Zhongshu Shilang and Jingxian Cheng would have to face later, were enough for him to drink a pot. I'm afraid that he will be busy and unskilled at that time.

And I also have a chance to take a breath, and the Datang Wenhui will be the next meeting, as long as it is ...... If you get the top spot in the next meeting, you will have enough confidence to fight with the second prince.

Mo Fei raised his eyelids, looked at Xi Wei's morning light sprinkled on his body, squinted slightly and smiled happily.