It was close to four o'clock when I returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Some of the poultry have already started to chirp in the morning.

Li Changqing was tired, but fortunately he called the government of Fengtian Mansion in advance to report the news, otherwise his family would have to die in a hurry.

I took a shower, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.

After not sleeping for a few hours, I heard Xiao Cui's voice outside the door: "Young Master~ Young Master, wake up quickly." ”

"Young master, your little lover has come to you. ”

Li Changqing opened his hazy sleepy eyes and answered.

Before he could get up, he heard a clear girl's voice outside the house: "I'm not his little lover, the hooligan got up quickly and got down to business." ”

Li Changqing: "......"

Seeing that Changqing didn't respond, thinking that she was asleep again, the girl was anxious and kicked open Changqing's door at once.

I saw Changqing getting up in his pajamas and preparing to wash his face.

He Piaopiao's little face turned red instantly, covered his eyes and screamed: "Ah~ Stinky rascal, why don't you say a word when you get up." ”

"What are you shouting, my eldest lady, it's me who suffers now, and I want to say that you insulted me. ”

"Bah, who wants to insult you, scoundrel. With that, he walked out in a huff.

At this time, Xiao Cui also came in with a smile and a face wash, "Young master, you have a good eye, Madam saw Miss He in the front hall just now, and she couldn't be happy......

"Ah, Xiaocui, you hurry up and explain to your mother, this crazy woman has nothing to do with me at all, it's just that the young master has been helping her father investigate the case recently. ”

Li Changqing explained while washing his face.

But seeing Xiaocui's little eyes, it seems to say, don't explain, I understand......

didn't explain anything, took He Piaopiao to the front hall, and ate breakfast casually, and at this moment, her mother Wang Murou was also happily chatting with He Piaopiao.

......

Changqing hurriedly finished eating, then took He Piaopiao and left the Xiangfu and went straight to Xuanming Temple.

After about two hours, the two finally came to Xuanming Temple, due to the murder, this place has been closed by the government, and many believers have also been arrested by officers and soldiers.

As Chang Yuan, the squire of the military department, said, if the case cannot be solved, all the believers will be killed.

And Lord He, Captain Wang and a group of Fengtianfu Ya were also waiting for the two of them outside the temple.

He Yingcheng looked anxious, and when he saw Changqing coming, his face eased slightly, and he stepped forward and said, "Gongzi Li, you are finally here, can you get something from going to the ghost market yesterday?"

Although I already know about it from He Piaopiao, I still want to hear Li Changqing's opinion.

"Oh, according to the news, the identity of the person who went to buy the smiling poison is unknown, and since the ghost market will wear masks, even the poisonous devils who sell the medicine can't identify it

Probably the news is that the person who bought the poison is a man, and his age and height are similar to Chang Wei's. ”

Li Changqing walked into the temple and explained to He Yingcheng.

Seemingly a little dissatisfied with this answer, He Yingcheng frowned and said: "Then according to Li Gongzi's inference, it is really possible that Chang Wei went to buy poison by himself, and then committed suicide in fear of sin?"

"Lord He, it's not impossible to do so. How happened to the file I asked you to check at the Criminal Department yesterday?"

Li Changqing asked Master He to go to the Criminal Department last night to inquire about all the cases related to Chang Wei and Abbot Huiming.

"Li Gongzi, according to your instructions, I went to the Criminal Department overnight to investigate all the files, and I really found some clues

About six years ago, someone reported that Abbot Huiming was a famous Jiangyang thief in the past - Nan Batian, and I have also heard of this Nan Batian

He is ruthless, and he has committed many murders that have been wanted by the government for a long time, and his cultivation is also a six-layer refining qi

It's just that I don't know why it suddenly seems to have evaporated from the world, and Huiming is just a mortal monk, so he was released because of insufficient evidence

And this case was investigated and handled by the Qingtian Division back then, and the person in charge of this case, coincidentally, was the director of the Qingtian Division back then, the squire of the military department, Chang Chang. ”

He Yingcheng told the news he had found.

Li Changqing stopped and frowned, could this matter be related.

Will Hui Ming be the ruthless Nan Batian?

This cultivation is not right.

Then his brows furrowed, and he said to He Yingcheng: "Or Lord He has a way, this Qing Tiansi's old files can be found, who was the person who reported the case back then?"

He also ordered someone to inquire with him to see if the abbot of Huiming had old injuries. ”

"Hehe, Li Gongzi, the lower officials also paid some price to see this top-secret file, as for the person who reported the case, his name is Huang Mingjin, this person committed suicide shortly after the case. ”

Then he thought that Changqing said that he wanted Wang Corpse Yin to examine Huiming's body again, and said: "Could it be that Gongzi Li suspects that this Huiming is Nan Batian?"

Li Changqing was thinking about Huang Mingjin's matter, and when he heard He Yingcheng's words, he came back to his senses and said: "There must be a motive for this murder, unless the murderer is a madman."

Whether the real culprit is Chang Wei or someone else, this has nothing to do with a beloved monk on the surface

And according to Chang Wei's character, he will not come to this Xuanming Temple, which is the key to this case. ”

He Yingcheng also pondered slightly, then turned his head and ordered one of his subordinates to go to Wang Chengzuo.

The group walked up the steps and came to the square of Xuanming Temple, and the monks of Xuanming Temple, who had already received the wind, were also waiting here.

Li Changqing saw that there were about 30 monks here.

I saw one of the monks who was a little older walking out, and this person performed a Buddhist ceremony, and said: "The poor monk is called Lingqing, and he is the eldest disciple of Abbot Huiming. ”

Lord He nodded and responded, "All the monks in your temple are here?"

"Lord Hui, all the disciples of our Xuanming Temple are here, there are thirty-one people, and there are many of them. Lingqing replied with another salute.

Li Changqing didn't know what to think, and suddenly asked, "Who found out that your master died that day?"

At this time, the monk in the crowd stood up, and the leftmost one of them spoke: "I am Lingyuan, and next to me is my junior brother Lingjing and Lingdong, who were discovered by the three of us and several believers who came to repay their vows at that time.

When we went to knock on Master's door, there was no one inside, so we pushed the door and went in, and found Master lying in a pool of blood

And the murderer also passed out. ”

The other two disciples also bowed their heads and remained silent, obviously agreeing with what Ling Yuan said.

Li Changqing nodded slightly, and instructed Lingqing to get the monk's information book, as well as the financial record book of Xuanming Temple, and then asked Lingyuan and a few people to take them to the scene of the murder.

A few people walked through some temples of Xuanming Temple and came to a very wide courtyard in the backyard.

I saw that the decoration of the courtyard was very elegant, and the appearance of the abbot's meditation room was also very luxurious, the stone slabs were covered with marble, and the left and right beams and pillars were also carved with dragons and phoenixes.

This made Li Changqing frown, is this a monk residence?

Pushed open the door and walked inside.

I saw that this residence is like a temple, the space is quite large, and there are several big Buddhas placed on both sides, and many decorations are decorated with gold and silver.

It seems that the financial resources of this Xuanming Temple are very strong.

Changqing immediately began to search for clues.

There was no sign of damage to the door, it was obvious that someone had not forced it in, and everything in the room was very normal, and there was no sign of a fight.

I looked at the incense burner and sniffed it, which is ordinary sandalwood, and there was nothing suspicious.

It is not excluded that the murderer has already swept the scene.

Li Changqing instructed the government to search this room to see if there were any secret passages, or any letters or the like, and then asked Lingyuan: "When did this Chang Wei come to Xuanming Temple, and why did he come?"

"This Chang Gongzi occasionally comes to our temple to worship the Buddha, every time it is received by the master, and we don't know the situation, every time we come to the temple, we will stay for a day. Lingyuan replied.

"Oh, so Chang Wei also has a wing, take me to see it. ”

"Yes. Lingyuan replied and walked out with Changqing.

And Lord He and the others stayed in Huiming's room to continue the search, only He Piaopiao followed Changqing.

The three of them came to the west wing, which was in the Tianzi wing.

Li Changqing pushed open the door and walked in, everything was neat and tidy, and there was no luggage, it seemed that Chang Wei had not yet begun to move in.

After observing for a while, I didn't find any useful information.

Several people returned, Huiming's residence, and at this time Lingqing also came, bringing with him several thick financial record books and a monk's record.

Li Changqing quickly flipped through it.

The more I look at it, the more frowning I become, this is a financial problem.

This Xuanming Temple has a lot of rice every month, and there are only dozens of people in the entire temple, and there are a lot of incense money recorded in the account, except for a part of it that is handed over to the Tianwu treasury, most of it is used as the temple's expenses.

The financial resources of this Xuanming Temple are very amazing. And that's not necessarily all there is to the temple.

Immediately Changqing asked Lingqing: "Who is responsible for managing the property?"

"This ......" several monk brothers, looking a little hesitant.

I saw Lingqing take a deep breath and said: "It is my second junior brother who manages the finances, Lingtian, but he went out with his master to collect medicine a few days ago, and he had an accident and fell off the cliff and died." ”

"What?" Changqing's eyelids narrowed.

"That's right, my master has internal injuries on his body, and he needs to refine the Huo Luo Pill all year round, and that day the master ordered Ling Tian to go to the mountains with him to collect medicine

At that time, Chang Gongzi happened to be there and said that he wanted to play together, but when he came back, the master said that Lingtian accidentally fell off the cliff and died, and Chang Gongzi also testified at that time, and we did not doubt him, so we ......"

Lingqing hurriedly explained.

Huh? It's Chang Wei again, there must be something wrong with this.

"Where's his corpse?" Changqing asked again.

"We've been searching for days, but it's just ...... I haven't found it yet. Lingqing hesitated and said.

Li Changqing immediately instructed Lord He to send more people to find Lingtian's corpse.

Lord He immediately called a government official and instructed something.

Immediately Wuchen looked through the monk's record book and found a very strange thing.

This Lingtian entered Xuanming Temple five years ago to be in charge of finance, so who was in charge of financial records five years ago?

And these monks have entered Xuanming Temple one after another, all in the past six years, six years...... It all points to the case six years ago.

While he was pondering without dust, a government official suddenly shouted loudly: "My lord, look at the secret room." ”