In the afternoon, pedestrians could be seen everywhere on Chang'an Street, and the fine weather for several days made the people of Chang'an, who had been at home for a long time, take to the streets again. It's nothing, it's good to bask in the sun, and if you stay any longer, you're afraid that you're going to get moldy. There are a lot more pedestrians coming and going on the street than there used to be.

A team of officials from Dali Temple appeared on the street, and they only took two prisoners who were about to be executed to the Criminal Department, and now they came out of the Yamen of the Criminal Department. Unlike the nervousness of having to be careful to avoid the prisoner's escape, the return trip was really much easier, so that the pace was not as urgent as when I went.

"Lord Wu in the lobby the day before yesterday fell when he got up in the morning, and his face is still blue these days!"

"And Master Zhen's little flower, it's really skinny, and a few more clay paw prints on my desk today are Xiaohua's."

"I heard that the female official in the palace said that the kittens can't put salt in the food, so don't take the dishes in the canteen to feed the little flowers."

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Several officials chatted first, and Pingzhuang, who was lazily responding to his colleagues, stretched out his hand and yawned, muttered a few casually, and looked curiously at the surrounding pedestrians and shops.

He has only returned to Chang'an not long ago, and he is unfamiliar with Chang'an City from the inside out, and the most he does on weekdays is to look at it while walking, Chang'an is so big, it will take a year and a half to be completely familiar with how to think about it.

In the end, Kyoto is the best in the world, and the bustling and lively city is really rare to compare.

He was looking curiously, and with a glance out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glanced at the familiar official robe in the corner of the street, he hurriedly looked over, and then saw two colleagues squatting on the side of the street, holding oiled paper bags and munching on roast chicken.

Coincidentally, these two colleagues really recognized them when they turned to ashes.

Who is Tang Zhongyuan and that Master Qiao who didn't come out to do business?

After going to Hanshan Temple to trouble Uncle Jiu before, these two people ran out to eat roast chicken again? There is also a clay bowl on the side, and the thick white bone broth in the bowl makes people's appetite move at a glance, not only eating but also drinking.

It's a good day! Pingzhuang only felt as if his feet had taken root in place, and he no longer paid attention to the colleagues around him, walked straight over, and shouted "Master Qiao".

Qiao Ran, who was holding a roast chicken leg and gnawing on it, raised her head, was stunned when she saw this, and nodded: "It's you, what a coincidence!" "The grease stains on the mouth are recognizable, and I don't know how to wipe them.

Tang Zhongyuan, who was on the side, also raised his head at this time and shouted, "Brother Ping!" ”。

Seeing that these two people didn't have the slightest errand but ran out to steal the consciousness of eating roast chicken, the corners of Pingzhuang's mouth twitched, and he decided to remind her: "Lord Qiao, is the roast chicken delicious?" ”

Qiao Ran nodded, picked up the clay bowl on the side with one hand and drank the soup, and did not forget to recommend him: "It's not bad, if you like it, you can come and eat, this Nanji shop is very close to Dali Temple." ”

Pingzhuang couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this: Is this the point? Besides, which of the newly opened Nanji Xiaopu Dali Temple doesn't know? Others only dare to take out, but she is good, and she takes people out to eat directly by taking advantage of the investigation of the case.

If you don't talk about it, there is something wrong with this attitude!

At this moment, the colleague who was waiting in place came over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Ping, let's go!" After that, he didn't forget to say hello to the person squatting on the ground: "Lord Qiao, Brother Tang!" ”。

Qiao Ran smiled and nodded, which was a return gift.

From beginning to end, no one looked surprised. Pingzhuang looked at Qiao Ran and Tang Zhongyuan, and then looked at the colleagues beside him who took it for granted, and became more and more puzzled. I originally wanted to ask in person, but thinking of Uncle Jiu's advice, I still suppressed the question in my heart for the time being.

After walking more than ten steps, he couldn't help but ask his colleagues around him: "Is it okay for Master Qiao to eat roast chicken when he is working?" ”

A colleague said: "It's good to be able to do things, why do you care so much?" ”

Someone else seemed to have thought of something, laughed twice, and then answered: "Brother Ping, listen to my advice, don't mention Master Qiao casually if you are not idle and have nothing to do." ”

Pingzhuang was confused: "Why? ”

"Because Master Qiao is a little evil." The colleague squeezed his eyes and said, "I've heard that some people are prosperous and some people are prosperous, have you ever seen someone prosperous case?" The colleague said without waiting for Pingzhuang, who looked stunned, to reply, and then whispered, "Master Qiao is this kind of person. You don't want to be so busy that you don't even have time to sleep, so don't just talk about Master Joe. ”

Hearing this, Pingzhuang only looked at his colleagues and frowned: "What kind of mess? "I think he has been wandering since he was a child, but he has never heard of such a strange thing.

"Yes, otherwise why do you think Zhang Tianshi will get along with our Lord Qiao?" One of the colleagues actually touched his chin in a matter-of-fact manner, looking like "I guessed something", "I have never seen Master Qiao so prosperous, so Zhang Tianshi will get so close to Master Qiao, and then get better." ”

The pretending Heavenly Master surnamed Zhang is quite a researcher, and he specially dedicated himself to this. Pingzhuang rolled his eyes again, only to feel that the group of colleagues around him had a problem with their brains.

However, he felt like this, and his colleague, who had been laughing for a moment, spoke again: "How long has Lord Qiao been in Dali Temple?" How many difficult cases have you handled? This less than a year of hard work has been ordered by His Majesty to send Shanxi Road, if she is more diligent, wouldn't it be that the colleagues of Dali Temple are mediocre? Everyone is on the road of investigating the case, she is walking so fast, isn't there no way out for others? So it's appropriate to be lazy and eat a roast chicken or something, isn't it a good thing for everyone to be happy? ”

Ping Zhuang's eyes suddenly turned into astonishment, and he looked at those laughing colleagues again, and then skimmed over them and looked at Tang Zhongyuan, who was eating roast chicken with that Master Qiao not far away.

The scene of being choked by this surnamed Tang in Hanshan Temple is still vivid, and at this time, looking at the inconspicuous officials beside him, Pingzhuang was shocked: Are the officials of Dali Temple so powerful?

Thinking like this, his expression became more and more solemn, and after being silent for a moment, he suddenly said to his colleagues beside him: "You guys go back first, I want to go to Master Qiao to ask if you want to help." ”

When his colleagues heard this, they didn't stop it, anyway, the officials of Dali Temple have not been very busy in recent days, so they let him go.

When he walked in front of Qiao Ran and Tang Zhongyuan, who were squatting on the side of the street eating roast chicken, Pingzhuang stopped, looked at Qiao Ran, and asked seriously, "Master Qiao, is there anything you can help with?" ”

The girl gnawed on the chicken leg for a moment, and when she heard this, she looked up at him: "You really want to help?" ”

Pingzhuang nodded and said, "Yes, I seriously want to help Master Qiao." ”

Uncle Nine said that it would never be wrong to follow Master Qiao to do things, so he was ready to listen to Uncle Nine now.

Qiao Ran thought about it, took out a handkerchief and wiped her oily hands, pointed to the Nanji shop next door, and said, "Do you see the shop next door?" ”

With such a big shop, and you are not blind, how can you not see it? So Pingzhuang nodded and said, "Naturally." ”

The girl snorted, took out a few pieces of broken silver from her sleeve and handed them to him, and said, "You can go and buy some food, roast chicken, walnut crisp, lo-mei or something, and then eat it in the shop." ”

This request made Pingzhuang happy, but he was also a little surprised: "Really? ”

The girl nodded seriously and said, "Naturally, then you take the opportunity to set up with the little girl who is wrapping walnut crisp in front of you or something." ”

Knowing that it wasn't so kind, Pingzhuang thought about it and said, "Is it a trick?" ”

"You look at it, just talk about it." Qiao Ran said, "You don't have to be too deliberate, talk about what is what." ”

Such a request that there was not even a letter made Pingzhuang can't help but tighten his eyebrows: Zhen Shiyuan sent them to do things and knew what to do, what did she do? Is that all?

After repeatedly confirming that there were no specific requirements, Pingzhuang still went to the Nanji shop on the side.

It's not that he hasn't eaten the food in Nanji Shop, and the colleagues in Dali Temple are still very enthusiastic, but it is the first time to come to this shop.

After entering the door, I looked around at the small but clean and tidy shop. In the afternoon, there were not many people in the Nanji shop, so Pingzhuang walked to an empty table and sat down.

After sitting down, someone came over and asked, "What does the guest want?" ”

The girl's voice trembled a little invisibly, Pingzhuang was stunned, and remembered the task given to him by the girl surnamed Qiao, so he looked up at the girl.

The entrance is a delicate face, combed with two braids, far from pretty, especially compared to the one who squatted on the side of the street not far from the door and ate roast chicken without an image.

Because he was worried about the task of being close to it, Pingzhuang looked at the girl seriously for a while, and then it was visible to the naked eye that the girl's cheeks, which were already a little ruddy, became more and more red. Pingzhuang searched for the ink in his stomach, looking at the little girl in front of him who was blushing and about to drip blood, a little puzzled.

This person has been poisoned, and the color on his face is obviously different from ordinary people! Breathing is also a little rapid.

"Just some roast chicken, walnut crisp or something." Pingzhuang thought for a moment and said.

Thinking of the smell of roast chicken just now, it is strange to be greedy.

The little girl answered the call.

The two people squatting on the side of the street outside the door also finished eating the roast chicken at this time, Tang Zhongyuan licked his fingers that were still unfinished, and asked his own question: "Miss Qiao, what are you asking Pingzhuang to do with that little girl?" ”

Qiao Ran said: "I bought a few things in Nanji, but the owner and his wife didn't show up much, and they were busy in the back kitchen, but they didn't see anything. But the little girl who greets the guests in front is interesting. ”

Tang Zhongyuan was stunned: "What's interesting?" ”

"I see that every time she fills walnut cakes and scoops wontons, she always gives more beautiful young men than me," the girl said, "and it doesn't matter which one is specific, and sometimes she blushes when she sees it, thinking that she is at the age of a young girl's spring." ”

Tang Zhongyuan looked at her in a daze, and until this time, he reacted in hindsight: "Miss Qiao, do you ......want Pingzhuang to go?"

"yes!" The girl wiped her hands and said, "Beautiful men!" ”

Of course, more importantly, Pingzhuang, who has an innocent background, has only come to Dali Temple for two days, if the people in this shop are really weird and well-informed, they will not suspect so much about such newcomers and children who have been released by the big clan to practice.

In addition, what she likes is this Pingzhuang stunned, and she has never been touched by the habits of Dali Temple. You must know that Dali Temple is an ordinary official from top to bottom, there are many cases, and there are many interrogations. In comparison, Pingzhuang's "natural carving" nature is better, and it is easier to confuse the other party.

"As for how many things can be set out, I'll judge it when the time comes, no, just ask Pingzhuang." The girl got up as she spoke, "Now, you can go with me to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry!" ”

Hu Yuanzi, who was found to be the murderer, was a miscellaneous servant of Que Lou, Que Lou is not a private residence, it is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry, and the original miscellaneous servants in it were also dispatched by the Ministry of Industry, so it is good to check Hu Yuanzi's background and go directly to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry.

The Ministry of Industry was still some distance away from here, so they called a carriage. Half an hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, Qiao Ran got out of the carriage and went to the door with Tang Zhongyuan.

"Who are you?" Before he stepped into the yamen of the Ministry of Industry, he was blocked by the porter of the Ministry of Industry.

Qiao Ran didn't say much, directly showed the sign, and in the stunned face of the gatekeeper, he said, "I'm going to the treasury of the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry." ”

It is probably a heavy place in the treasury, and the officials of the Ministry of Industry are not allowed to snoop on the treasury files at will, and the warehouse of the Dali Temple is different from the treasury of the Ministry of Industry, except for the gate that only allows one person to pass through, and only a small window is opened by the door.

In this regard, Qiao Ran, who came back to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry for the first time, was a little surprised: this Ministry of Industry is in charge of repair, construction, and gardens. Why did you build such a panicked warehouse?

Of course, more importantly...... Qiao Ran opened the file in her hand, there was a noise outside the window, she turned her head to look out the window at the Ministry of Industry officials who were pointing at her, and frowned.

The crowd was louder.

"She's seen it!"

"That's her! It's the Wang case of Dali Temple! ”

"It's pretty good-looking! Why are the female officials of Dali Temple like this, but those in our Ministry of Industry are so burly and strong and beat people? ”

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Tang Zhongyuan, who was waiting outside, had a puzzled face, and couldn't help but look at Qiao Ran inside: Miss Qiao didn't say anything, she just didn't want him to do anything.

But what's going on with this group of officials and officials in the Ministry of Industry? Like a bunch of wild people who have run down from the mountains and have never seen a human being? Look at what you see!

Such a scene of a group of people pointing around the door of the storehouse is a rare thing to put in any yamen.

Such a spectacle also successfully stopped Yan Liqin, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who was passing through here.

"What are you doing at the door of the storeroom?" Yan Liqin frowned and asked the official beside him, "Is this Luoma City?" ”

This situation is similar to watching juggling at a juggling stall in a mule and horse market.

The official beside him was also at a loss, and when Yan Liqin saw this, he simply walked over, and then coughed dryly behind everyone.

Someone noticed Yan Liqin's appearance, and hurriedly shouted "Adult", but his face did not see the timidity of Shangfeng, but said excitedly: "My lord, the piece that we personally supervised appeared in person!" ”

Yan Liqin, who originally wanted to scold, was stunned when he heard this: "Really? ”

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, there are only two special waist cards created by the Ministry of Labor and officially recorded.

A gold medal for avoiding death is in the hands of the Great Heavenly Master, this is something that everyone in the court knows, and the other piece is that no one has seen it before, two years ago, I heard that this brand is still in the hands of His Majesty, but I didn't expect it to suddenly appear now.

Those officials excitedly pointed to the girl sitting by the window and read the file: "Yes, my lord, that sign is in her hand!" ”