"I don't agree to close the case!" Di Xue slapped the sword on the table, looking like a stubborn donkey who couldn't pull it back.

Zhu Mao, the secretary of Dali Temple, said with a bitter face: "Di Temple catches, you don't think about your colleagues in Dali Temple, you also think about Prince Heng's Mansion." ”

"Master Zhu, you know that there are other twists behind this case, but you want to forcibly close the case, how can you let the deceased rest in peace! How to explain to the people! ”

After Di Xue finished speaking, Zhu Mao rubbed his hands, and saw Han Shu in the corner, as if he had finally found a punching bag, and blasted him out.

"Master Di, you just listen to my advice, close this case first, and then you can investigate the rest!"

Zhu Mao sighed and said compromisedly.

"Hmmm......"

Di Xue looked embarrassed, thought for a while, and finally relieved:

"Even so, I can't embarrass my lord, but where should I start when this case is over?"

Zhu Mao was really relieved when he saw Di Xue's tone slowing down:

"That's it, the case promised before was accepted by Yue Sicheng, and now you can take over."

"That's the only way to go, sir, write a warrant." Di Xue had a reluctant look on her face.

"You! Ay! Zhu Mao sighed helplessly, and then gave the warrant to Di Xue with a big wave of his pen.

Out of the door, Han Shu hurriedly greeted him: "Master, is it done?" ”

"You're smart, huh, look what this is." Di Xue threw the warrant in his hand after speaking.

After Han Shu took it, he didn't open it, but happily put it in his arms:

"I knew that Master, you did it on purpose, in order to continue the investigation."

"Count yourself smart, you go to ask for someone from Yue Sicheng, no, it's a corpse, remember to collect as much information as possible from his side!" Di Xue finished saying that Han Shu was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, you're telling Zhang Ying to ask him to find out what's going on with Xu Lai and the Zhou family!"

After giving the order, Di Xue went out of the gate of Dali Temple and rode to the east.

There are no special matters in the city that cannot be rushed, so Di Xue slowed down, and it was close to noon when he arrived at the Red Sleeve Tower.

Although it was not yet evening at this time, there were still guests coming in and out in front of the Red Sleeve Building.

Di Xue is wearing a blue brocade robe with dark branches today, her hair is tied with white jade and a gold crown, and she is wearing blue and gold moire boots, which looks quite luxurious and exquisite.

The little guy at the door knew that it was a distinguished guest when he saw it, so he hurriedly ran to the front: "Guest officer, please come inside!" ”

"We have food, wine, and beauties from all over the country, you see, ......"

After the little guy finished speaking, he deliberately paused and waited for Di Xue to speak.

Di Xue smiled and didn't answer, but kept walking inward.

In the past, I only knew that this red-sleeved building received visitors from all over the world, but I never thought that there would be food from all over the world, and for a while, Di Xue's opinion of this place couldn't help but change a little.

Although I had heard of this place in my previous life, and I had also dissected the corpse of the "so-called Oiran" in the building, I had never entered it here.

Di Xue thought about it and came to the building with the little girl, the red silk is staggered, the lanterns are numerous, the first floor is scattered with scattered tables, and there are many separate small rooms in the intervals, covering the door with gauze curtains, sitting inside is beautiful and clear, playing silk and bamboo with bare hands, surrounded by fairy music, so brilliant!

Seeing that Di Xue didn't reply, the little guy immediately continued:

"Guest officer, look, in addition to the performance of the dancing lady, we also specially invited the troupe to sing, and this troupe is the same as our largest restaurant in Yuanjing, Jinyuan!"

The little servant raised his hand and pointed to the stage: "You're here today, this troupe has been prepared, and it will start later, why don't I arrange a private room on the second floor for you?" ”

"It's okay, do you have steamed elbows, steamed pork, and sweet roasted white in Shudi?" Di Xue thought about it and came to Beijing for more than two months, and she missed the dishes at home!

"Okay, don't worry, we have invited a new chef from Shudi, and the dishes are absolutely authentic, please here."

The little girl's words led Di Xue to a private room on the second floor, where the view was quite bright, and she could just see the front of the stage.

After sitting down, Di Xue ordered a few dishes, and then the stage downstairs began to be busy arranging.

After serving the food, Di Xue tasted it and it was really authentic, and even the taste was very authentic, which even made her feel a little familiar.

didn't wait to taste it, just listen to the red man downstairs talk about Zhang Huaizhi.

"Hey! As soon as something happened to this pillar Zhang Lang, half of the people who came to see it were directly reduced, and you can see that there were few guests in the private room upstairs. ”

Get! I said how did this little guy lead me to this good position, it turned out that the guests who frequented me did not come!

Di Xue was thinking about the other woman when she said aloud:

"That's it, even that old man Li is not coming."

"You Shaohun said, then where did the Li shoemaker come to see the troupe, he obviously came to see the dancing lady Qingluan!"

"Hahaha, that old shoemaker is already in the age of the broken candle, can Miss Qingluan take a fancy to him?"

"That's it, it's almost the same as the young owner who fell in love with Jinyuan."

"It's just that Young Master He is so infatuated!"

The two red ladies below laughed and talked non-stop, and after a while, the sound of orchestral strings sounded on the stage, and everyone in the building was attracted at once.

Today's play is a one-man show, singing a "Moon Worship Pavilion", and the one who wants to come to perform today is Jin Qiao, another pillar of the troupe.

I saw that Jin Qiao on the stage had a tactful voice and a petite figure, but one move and one style were extremely powerful, and it seemed that the entire troupe had a bit of martial arts skills!

As soon as the song ended, Di Xue called the little maid to take the reward and invited Jin Qiao to come and talk, and after a while, the little maid led her in.

I saw that his costume was beaded and green, and although the oil paint was removed on his face, he could still feel his delicate appearance.

After Jin Qiao thanked him for the reward, Di Xue invited him to sit with him.

"What I ordered today are all Shudi dishes, what is the habit of Miss Jin Qiao?"

Di Xue smiled after asking:

"Raised by the nobles, my ancestral home is also from Shudi, this dish is very authentic, but it makes the little girl miss her hometown a little!"

"Why did Miss Jin's family come all the way to Yuanjing in Shudi?"

"The little girl's family was down, and she was bought to the old class master to learn drama since she was a child, and later followed the troupe to Yuanjing."

Di Xue nodded, and then changed the conversation:

"I've had some dealings with the old class master, and I heard that the girl and Miss Xu, who had an accident a few days ago, are close friends in the boudoir, so you must be very sad after knowing about it!"

Maybe it's because of the relationship between the oil paint on his face, Jin Qiao didn't change, but said softly:

"The little girl did know Miss Xu, although she can't be called a close friend, but she can be regarded as helping each other in the willow lane of this pink street, she left too suddenly, if she is buried, I will definitely go to worship!"

Then Di Xue asked a few more questions, but she couldn't get any useful information, so she had to go home.

This Jin Qiao is really exquisite, and he didn't say a word that was unfavorable to the troupe, which made Di Xue pay a little more attention to her.

When he returned to Dali Temple, Han Shu immediately greeted him.

"Master, this is the result of the autopsy I got from Yue Si Cheng."

Di Xue took it and read it carefully, and couldn't help frowning.

"There is something wrong with the results of this autopsy!"