It's not easy!

Qiao Ran opened the box and looked at the handwriting the size of a fingernail inside, and couldn't help but be stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she let out this sigh.

It's also a shame that Master Jiang wrote it down, and it wasn't charcoal that she used, so she had to be crazy to memorize such a small word.

Seeing this dense Xiaokai, Qiao Ran felt a little pity when he thought that it was about to be burned after reading it. But it's a pity to do it, after all, this thing is not in accordance with the law.

In recent years, he recorded all the cases that Master Jiang had heard of or handled, and Qiao Ran looked at the dates and found that these cases could be traced back to five years ago at the earliest.

Some of these cases are related to Master Jiang, and some have nothing to do with him, but he has recorded everything he has heard of, and although it cannot be compared with the canonical file, it is also considered detailed.

Qiao Ran looked at it very seriously.

The official mission also searched for people very seriously, and they almost searched the entire Chang'an City and did not find the missing Lord Zhou.

This Lord Zhou, who had a relationship with each other that night, disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

Not to mention this world, let's just say that this Chang'an City is naturally impossible to revolve around Lord Zhou alone, and the yamen of various ministries have stopped searching one after another, after all, places such as Chang'an Mansion Ya and Wucheng Terracotta Division also have their own affairs.

At this time, the same officials of Dali Temple also became the only two remaining yamen who never ended the search.

"Miss Qiao is still watching!" Tang Zhongyuan walked in from outside the door. Although he is now Master Qiao, he is still used to calling her Miss Qiao.

As Zhen Shiyuan's confidant, Zhen Shiyuan didn't have anything to send him to do at the moment, so he also sent him out to find someone.

Qiao Ran glanced up at him and saw that he was covered in mud, and couldn't help but be surprised: "What's going on?" Did you fall? ”

Tang Zhongyuan nodded, and said while wiping the mud on his body with a sweat towel: "I was passing by the Shanyuan Bridge built on the other side of the Lingqu River, and someone accidentally knocked over the mud and splashed me. ”

Qiao Ran sighed, heard the sound of crackling rain outside and pushed the window open.

Chang'an City, which has been sunny for many days, had an autumn rain this morning, and it has not stopped until now, and there are signs that the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Watching the heavy rain pouring down, Qiao Ran was silent for a moment and asked Tang Zhongyuan: "Do you still have to repair the bridge when it rains?" ”

The rain is mixed with mud and something, and the bridge can't be repaired!

Tang Zhongyuan sighed while wiping the mud on his body: "I heard that the head of the workmanship is urging him to hurry, after all, it is a bridge that is built by good people with funds, so he can only manage the money for so many days." ”

If the boss urges him tightly, the laborers working below will not be able to rest. Of course, for laborers who get paid a day a day, the complaints are not so big, after all, it is still a matter of money.

"Good Fate Bridge...... Qiao Ran muttered, "Why do you want to repair it?" ”

Tang Zhongyuan, who asked this question, was confused, but he still answered honestly: "Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were several carriages fighting on the bridge, and as a result, the bridge deck was trampled, and the people dared to go to the bridge, and then they all detoured." However, fortunately, there are good people who funded the construction of the bridge, and they did not report to the Chang'an Mansion. ”

Qiao Ran said: "Then why is this bridge called the Good Fate Bridge, and is it also related to Good Karma?" ”

Tang Zhongyuan nodded and said: "I heard that there was no bridge on the river, and later there were good people who took pity on the people and needed to detour, so they took the initiative to fund the construction of the bridge. ”

The girl seemed to be interested, and asked relentlessly: "When was the Good Fortune Bridge repaired?" ”

Tang Zhongyuan recalled the things that came out of the mouths of the people who watched the excitement by the bridge, and said: "It seems that four or five years ago, when we passed by, we listened to the people watching the excitement on the other side. Some people say that this good fate bridge is not easy to repair, cut corners or something, and some people say that the bridge should not be built on the Lingqu River, and there is no need to detour many roads, but they are too lazy to move to repair the bridge, which angers the river god. ”

Hearing the word "river god", the corners of Qiao Ran's mouth couldn't help twitching, and asked him, "How do you still have anything to do with the river god?" ”

Tang Zhongyuan's hand wiping the mud stopped, and said: "When we built the Great Chu Dynasty, Taizong invaded Chang'an, and in the past, the royal family surnamed Liu resisted with strange arts, and I heard that they hit near the Lingqu River, and those blinding magic suddenly became useless, and Taizong also attacked the imperial city in one fell swoop and seized the world. Afterwards, the people in the vicinity said that there was a river god in the Lingqu River......"

Tang Zhongyuan said it, but fortunately, the people who were watching the excitement at the other end boasted that they were blessed by the river god, so they said over and over again that they had passed by there several times these days to bring people to find Lord Zhou, and he listened back and forth, and he also listened to it.

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, noncommittal about the manifestation of the river god.

Tang Zhongyuan didn't continue to say anything about the Lingqu River God, after all, it was all hearsay, and it was good to listen to the story.

"Since the people want to build a bridge, just report to the Chang'an Mansion, why don't you let the bridge be built?" Qiao Ran listened and asked Tang Zhongyuan again.

Tang Zhongyuan was silent for a moment, and then shook his head.

The people who claim to be protected by the god of the Lingqu River naturally talk about the good things about the Lingqu River, and they naturally don't mention such bad things.

"Then I'll go to the Chang'an Mansion and ask." The girl said.

Tang Zhongyuan moved his lips when he heard this, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

Since Miss Qiao took over the complaint that Master Jiang invited herself, in addition to running to the Ministry of Officials on the first day, she visited the Ministry of Officials, and after meeting Lord Jiang once, she went back to Dali Temple, and has been nesting in Dali Temple to read the files, looking like she didn't take Lord Jiang's affairs to heart at all.

Now even the people in Dali Temple are talking about Master Jiang overestimating Miss Qiao's character, and maybe Miss Qiao wants to announce her personal vendetta or something.

But he didn't believe it. From Jinling to Chang'an, none of the things Miss Qiao wanted to do.

He doesn't understand those big truths, but he knows that there is nothing that he can't do if he wants to do it, uh, anyway, he hasn't seen anyone who has lived to this age except for Miss Qiao.

……

Miss Qiao really didn't break her promise, and went to the Chang'an Mansion the next day to inquire about it.

"Lingqu River!" He Taiping, who was immersed in the desk and doing things, raised his head, rolled his eyelids, and quickly remembered, "I know about this." ”

"The craftsman supervisor Dong went to see it, and said that the place was not suitable for building bridges, in short, something could not bear it," He Taiping muttered, "I don't know much about this, but what the craftsman and the supervisor said will never be wrong, so the government did not approve it, and the left and right took a few more steps, and then the people raised funds to repair the bridge themselves." ”

Qiao Ran said to him: "I heard that the bridge that was built by a good man collapsed, and now there are other good people who have funded the construction of the bridge. ”

He Taiping nodded, he already knew about it: "The people from the Yamen went to persuade them, but they didn't listen, and I had no other way to wait, so I had to go with them." ”

After all, this is a good thing, if the government blocks it, it is estimated that it will be besieged by the local people.

Now that His Majesty is benevolent, if the people unite to join him, there will be no room for change in this matter except that he will be scolded by His Majesty.

"So is there anything else you want to ask?" After waiting for a while, without waiting for the girl's question, He Taiping took the initiative to ask her.

Of course, he heard about the matter between her and Jiang Fang, but because he had seen such a seemingly "unusual" girl in the early years, but in fact it was "extraordinary", he did not perfunctory her.

After all, the last woman like this was already a Great Heavenly Master.

The events of thirteen years ago seem to be still vivid, how can you forget them?

The girl pondered for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "The dossier about the Lingqu River, including rumors and news in recent years, oh, and the news of those good people who have contributed money, can you tell me?" ”