Qi Siye was stunned and confused, he didn't understand why at the moment when the blade and his body were in front of him, a sharp pain suddenly appeared in his right wrist holding the knife, that pain was a burning pain, so clear and clear that it was uncontrollable, so he couldn't pierce his heart. He couldn't understand even more that there was only such a narrow gap between the knife and his chest, how could the cotton mattress held by the little girl in Sangsang's arms be stuffed in?

Because he was shocked by these problems, he actually forgot to prevent the officials of Chang'an Mansion from taking Sang Sang away, and he didn't wake up until those people walked out of Linxi Lane 47, touched his bald head with green skin with some annoyance, muttered and cursed a few swear words, and sat down on the stone steps in front of the old bizhai door.

"Trouble the fourth master to help keep an eye on the things under the bed and the two urns in the heavenly abandonment, you can't lose them. ”

Sang Sang left a sentence before leaving. So he decided that before Sangsang came back, he would have been sitting on the stone steps, eating, drinking, and sleeping, and he couldn't leave a step anyway.

On the first day of the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, it snowed lightly in Chang'an City.

The snowflakes fall slowly and sparsely to the ground, occasionally remaining between the branches, and can stay in the cracks of the stone slabs, but when they fall on the thin shoulders under the thin clothes, they instantly turn into water stains.

Sang Sang glanced down at Shui Qing on her shoulder, and lifted the heavy futon in her arms, looking a little struggling, she didn't want to put the futon at her feet, it was not good to be soiled by the snow.

The entire Chang'an Mansion was silent, no master came out to show the matter, no general judgment summoned subordinates to ask about the case, as soon as the officials and officials hid in their respective rooms, even the three urgents would rather take a long detour than pass in front of the garden gate.

In fact, the previous officials didn't even let her enter the palace, and let her stand under the stone steps in front of the mansion to wait for her life. However, a thin maid stood in the wind and snow, standing in front of the solemn yamen, and I don't know how many people were happy and discussed.

The people of Chang'an are the most daring, and even the emperor and prime minister dare to scold, let alone the Chang'an Mansion...... I don't know how many foul words sounded outside the mansion, and there were even many traces of snowballs on the dark gate of Chang'an Mansion.

The officials were forced to let Sangsang enter the Chang'an Mansion in desperation, but they still refused to ask questions, and only let her stand in front of the garden gate.

The thin and short little maid, standing in the snow with a futon in her arms, looked very lonely.

Wang Jingluo has been watching her from the sidelines, thinking about the scene where Qi Siye committed suicide with a knife before, he always felt a little weird...... Could it be that this little maid is actually a hidden powerhouse? But at that time, the vitality of heaven and earth in the alley did not change in the slightest, and he laughed to himself after a moment of silent thought, thinking that this little maid had something to do with the academy...... That's probably why I think too much.

The little maid of Lao Bizhai returned to the military headquarters for interrogation and found out the true relationship between her and the Bright God Throne in order to clarify the truth of this matter...... To prevent damage to the empire, this is an order personally issued by Xu Shi, the general of Zhenguo, but harboring fugitives belongs to the judicial category after all, and the sacred and inviolable Tang law clearly prohibits the military from interfering in all judicial cases, so the military department wanted to let the Chang'an Mansion come forward, but then sent her to the military department on the charge of treason.

Wang Jingluo had already sent the name post and the letter written by the general of Zhenguo into the depths of Chang'an Mansion, and he could take Sangsang away as long as the Lord Yin came out to say a word and met Tang Lu's request.

However, Lord Yin Shangguan Yang Yu of Chang'an Mansion seems to be getting more and more sick.

The master looked at Wang Jingluo with a sad face, and said: "My lord has had a fever since noon yesterday, and he fell unconscious in the evening. ”

Wang Jing glanced at the master in disgust...... I thought that if the adults in your family wanted to pretend to be unconscious and die, let alone the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital...... Even if the Xiling Temple gave him the Divine Pill, there was no way for him to get up from the bed.

"When will Lord Yin of Nafu be able to take care of things?"

"Actually...... According to the humble position, if the military department wants to ask the little maid something, it does not necessarily have to be brought to the military department to ask, to be honest, no one in the Chang'an Mansion dares to take this matter, you can ask in this garden. ”

"Harbouring the Escapees" ...... Tang Luli didn't write that the military department could use this to ask questions. ”

"It's just a private inquiry, and it's not a formal inquiry in the yali, so it's okay. ”

Wang Jingluo waved his hand to let the master leave...... After pondering for a while, he slowly walked to the front of the garden, looked at the little maid standing in the light snow, looked at the snowflakes on her slightly yellow hair, frowned slightly and asked, "Is it cold?"

Sang Sang hugged the thick quilt, he really didn't feel cold, and shook his head.

Wang Jingluo took out a few documents from his clothes, put them on the quilt that Sang Sang was holding, turned them page by page and pointed to the handwriting on them, and introduced his identity: "My name is Wang Jingluo, the cultivation sect is a lineage of Longhu Mountain, and the Tang Tianshu Department is registered, and now I am serving in the military department, according to Tang law, I have the right to ask you." ”

Xu Shi, the general of Zhenguo, is undoubtedly the first person in the Tang Dynasty military, and when such a big man asks a little maid, he must also complete the procedures on the surface, not because of the academy background behind the little maid, but because he wants to show his attitude of respecting Tang Lu and let the academy see this attitude clearly.

Wang Jingluo had followed Xu Shi to fight in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and he knew very well that the old general's lonely and tough personality, coupled with the martial arts of the Tang Empire and the special status of the military, he was not worried about the reaction of the academy.

"That old man was once involved in a bloody case in Chang'an City more than ten years ago, Xiling Temple accused him of betraying Haotian, and the whole world was searching for him, but he lived with you for many days in the old pen house, I want to ask you ......"

Wang Jing was slightly stunned and stopped asking, because he found that Sang Sang had his head resting on the thick quilt, and he didn't seem to have the idea of listening to his question at all, let alone answering the question.

He was slightly annoyed and said, "You're just a handmaiden." You don't expect your young master, or even the academy to stand up for a servant, I don't want to embarrass you, as long as you can explain clearly the relationship between yourself and the old man. ”

Sangsang looked up at him and said, "I can't say. ”

Wang Jing said slightly: "Why?"

Sang Sang said: "When I was a child, the young master warned me that I could not answer questions from strangers. ”

Wang Jingluo didn't know what to say.

At this moment, a calm and majestic voice sounded in the garden.

"Girl, there are some of the same questions that you have to answer. ”

A butter paper umbrella appeared in Chang'an Mansion, with fine snowflakes on the surface of the umbrella.

It was not the Taoist under the umbrella who said this, but a certain official who was dressed in an umbrella.

Wang Jing frowned slightly. In the past, when he was a guest in the Prince's Mansion, he didn't know much about the strong people in the court, and on that rainy night, he couldn't guess the identity of Master Yan Se at all, but now he is a member of the court and knows a lot of things...... So it was easy to recognize the identities of these two people.

The official dressed in a decorated suit is Zhuge Wuren, the highest official of the Tang Tianshu, and the Taoist holding a butter paper umbrella is He Mingchi, a disciple of the national teacher Li Qingshan, so that the two people appear at the same time, which is enough to represent the cultivators in the imperial court.

Wang Jingluo didn't expect that in addition to General Xu Shida, who had a lonely temperament and respected status, there were other people in the court who were interested in this black and thin little maidservant and dared to be interested, didn't they know who the owner of Lao Bizhai was?

Zhuge Wuren looked at Wang Jingluo and nodded slightly, and said, "This official doesn't know what case the military department wants to investigate, and needs to ask this woman...... But we do have some important things to ask her. ”

The Tang Heavenly Pivot Office is an institution that manages cultivators in the empire, and has an extremely close relationship with the military and the south gate of Haotian Dao, and the chief official Zhuge Wuren has always been extremely mysterious, and it is rumored that this official does not know how to practice at all.

Wang Jingluo really didn't sense any aura from him at this time, but he became more and more vigilant. Officials who don't know how to practice can be submissive to so many powerful cultivators in the court and the army...... In addition to the power of the Tang Empire itself, this kind of person is undoubtedly a great character.

He Mingchi took the yellow paper umbrella, looked at Wang Jingluo and explained softly: "I went to Linforty-seventh Lane with Lord Zhuge and learned that this little maid had been taken to Chang'an Mansion by Mr. Wang, so I came over." ”

Wang Jingluo said: "I don't know what questions Lord Zhuge wants to ask. ”

Zhuge Wuren said indifferently: "Naturally, it's a question you can't listen to. ”

Wang Jingluo was silent for a moment and then laughed at himself, walked out slowly behind him, and said, "It's better to hurry."

With a bang, the butter paper umbrella opened again in He Mingchi's hand...... As the umbrella surface dispersed, a vague aura also enveloped the garden of Chang'an Mansion, and the voice of the outside world suddenly became weak.

Sang Sang raised his head and glanced at the butter paper umbrella curiously, probably thinking of his big black umbrella.

He Mingchi thought that the little maid was worried about something, and explained with a gentle smile: "It's just soundproofing...... It won't cause you any harm, Lord Zhuge has some important things to ask you...... Just answer truthfully. ”

Zhuge Wuren stared at Sang Sang's eyes, and asked in a gloomy tone: "Before Master Yan Se and the Bright Divine Throne died together, you were the only one on the top of that mountain in the world, and I want to ask you if the master left anything behind." ”

The official's tone was very cold, and He Mingchi couldn't help frowning slightly...... Probably thinking that since Senior Brother Ning Que is a guest in the Tianshu Office, why are you so tough on his maids?

Sang Sang looked at the official and was silent for a moment before saying seriously: "That carriage was left by Master Yan Se to my young master. ”

Zhuge Wuren scolded with disgust and annoyance: "You know that I didn't ask about that. ”

Sang Sang was not intimidated by the other party's appearance at all...... replied very seriously: "Whether it's a carriage or anything else, even if there is, it's all left to my young master, so what does this have to do with you?"

Zhuge Wuren took a deep breath and said indifferently: "However, there are some things that are too important, even if they are the parties concerned, they can't be taught privately, because that thing is related to the future of the entire Tang Empire." ”

He Mingchi was silent holding the yellow paper umbrella, he very much disagreed with the actions of the Heavenly Pivot, but he had to admit that Lord Zhuge was very correct in what he said. The big array of Chang'an City sheltered the Tang Kingdom for thousands of years, and its array could not be lost to the people in any case, but to the hands of a black, thin and thin little maid.

(Chapter 3 will be delivered, and Chapter 4 will come out around eleven o'clock.) (To be continued)