Chapter 124: Murder of the Tibetan Painting Pavilion 1 (Mid-Autumn Festival Wan Geng 4)
The two little sons are fresh and refined, each with their own characteristics, one is called Ran He, and the other is called Ran Kite.
The two were polite, not like those dancing girls, who behad debauchery after drinking with their guests.
She and the two of them drank and chatted, but at a moment, the drumming suddenly stopped. She raised her eyes and saw that Qi Muxiao was about to leave, and when she turned around, she had a cold face, full of anger, as if she was displeased. Luo Li didn't want to go back to the house alone, so he hurriedly got up and retreated, and followed.
Autumn is very strong, and the carriage is also cold. Qi Muxiao had a straight face in the dark, and the oil lamp flickered on and off.
Luo Li wanted to say two sentences, but seeing his appearance, he didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he was silent for a long time.
Suddenly, the man said: "This is the carriage back to the palace, and it will not take you back to the Painting and Calligraphy Academy on a detour." ”
"Lord, don't worry, I'll go back to the palace today. ”
"If you feel comfortable living in the Academy, then move in. The man in black will not trouble you anymore, and you don't have to live outside every time you fool around with someone, hiding and tucking away, but it makes this king feel that it disturbs your good interest. ”
She listened to the sourness in it, and looked sideways at him, meeting the angry eyes.
What happened to me? Where does this anger come from?
Luo Li thought for a moment and said, "This is also excellent, now that the end of the year is approaching, the affairs in the hall are busy, and it is long overdue to move out of King Mu's Mansion." lest I live in the prince's house, and hinder the good things of the king. ”
The matter of Qi Mu Xiao Jinwu Zangjiao had long been spread all over Yanyang, and even if she was resting in bed in the house, she had heard a thing or two. She was curious about what kind of woman Qi Muxiao could look at, but it was a pity, and she probably didn't have the opportunity to see that little girl.
Qi Muxiao heard what she meant, and threw out two sentences of "good, good-" and was silent.
Halfway down the road, the sound of horses' hooves came into my ears. After a whisper outside the carriage, Pei Huan reported, "Master, there is a murder in the library of the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting, and Director Cen will let you go." ”
The two people in the car were stunned for a moment at the same time, Qi Muxiao lifted the curtain, jumped down, jumped on Pei Huan's horse in one step, and turned around and said, "You send her back first, and then come to the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting to find me." ”
Luo Li was about to say that he was going to go with him, but before he could open his mouth, Qi Muxiao had already left, leaving only a back.
"Brother Pei, I'm not going back to the palace, I'm also going to the Painting and Calligraphy Academy, I'm one of the masters of the Nine Halls, and now that there is a murder, I want to see if it's my Beihuang Hall's painter who has an accident. Luo Li said to bring the horses of his entourage, get on the horses and go, leaving Pei Huan alone and depressed.
He said in his heart: He doesn't dare to control any of these two people, and he can't control them. What's more, now that the horses are gone, how can he go to the painting and calligraphy academy.
Pei Huan sighed, and disappeared into the night with light skills.
When Luo Li arrived at the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting, the people from the Wangdu Inspectorate were already outside and stopped her at the door.
She flashed the waist card of the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting and ran directly to the Beihuang Branch. When she saw the brightly lit library pavilion, she secretly felt that Qi Muxiao was the chief director of the inspection institute and was in charge of Kyushu's affairs. Now it's just that there has been a murder in the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting, it stands to reason that Cen Sen should supervise it first, why did he go to Qi Muxiao so quickly?
Gao Xiang almost collided with Luo Li who rushed over, and he was running out in a panic, Luo Li stopped him and asked, "Where is Shang Yan?"
After Gao Xiang saw the person who came, he hurriedly said: "Hall, hall master, Lord Shang and several other painters have been arrested and interrogated. ”
On the way to the scene, Luo Li and Gao Xiang told the story roughly.
Several of them lived in an adjoining room, and they had already slept in their clothes, but they were suddenly woken up by someone outside the door, who called a few names in the royal capital inspection courtyard outside the door, and then took them all away.
In the end, Gao Xiang didn't know what was going on, and the few people who stayed behind saw that the people in charge were all arrested, and after some discussion, they decided to send Gao Xiang to the palace to call Luo Li to take charge.
When Luo Li and Gao Xiang rushed to the outside of the Tibetan Painting Pavilion, they happened to see two corpses wrapped in white cloth being carried out, to be precise, the red cloth, which has long been dyed through, leaving only white spots.
In the distance, Min Zhixin and several other hall masters chatted with Cen Shen, who stayed at the scene, and then hurriedly entered the Tibetan Painting Pavilion.
Seeing this, Luo Li hurriedly walked over and said, "I've seen Lord Cen." ”
"Why is Hall Master Luo here?"
"I heard that there was a murder case in the Painting and Calligraphy Academy, and since I am the master of the branch hall, I came to take a look, and I dare to ask Lord Cen, why did you arrest the painter of my Beihuang Hall? Could it be related to this murder?"
"Now the case is still being sorted out, and it is inconvenient to disclose. Since the hall master is here, let's go in and count the scrolls with Deputy Director Min. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the guard stepped aside.
Luo Li didn't ask any more questions, she asked Gao Xiang to go back to rest first, and she hurried into the library pavilion, and as soon as she entered the main room, she saw Ji Xiao and the two heads of the other hall taking the booklet to count the picture scrolls.
Ji Xiao saw her and saluted, and said, "Master Luo, Deputy Director Min is on the top floor." ”
Luo Li walked up the stairs in three steps and two steps, and was stopped by Min Yun on the eighth floor.
Min Yun didn't explain, just handed her a booklet, "Since you're here, come and count these scrolls with me, you check this booklet, follow the order, and then compare the numbers on the bookshelf and take them out in turn." ”
Luo Li nodded, she walked to the leftmost shelf, saw a pool of blood on the ground, it had not dried up, and then looked at the picture boxes on the shelf, most of them were staggered. I really didn't expect that the first time I was lucky enough to enter this eighth layer, it turned out to be because of a murder.
Luo Li carefully took the painting and asked, "Deputy Director, is this a theft?"
"Hmm. ”
"Then my painter from Beihuang Hall was arrested......"
"Sort out the scrolls first, count the losses, this is what we should do, each scroll must be opened to check and confirm that it is the scroll on the book. ”
"Yes. ”
According to the code, Luo Li took out the scrolls separately, and checked each scroll by candlelight. The calligraphy and painting works on the eighth floor of this collection of paintings are all fine works, and there are many picture scrolls that make Emperor Qi's private seal full. Unfortunately, she was not in the mood to admire the scrolls now, so she quickly checked the first two scrolls, five of which had been stolen and replaced, and two of which were not even seen in the box.
Every time Luo Li finished the review, Min Yun would come over and read it again, and then sketch the record on her booklet.
When she checked the penultimate shelf, Min Yun snored lightly behind her, and Luo Li quietly walked to the window, closed the two windows, and continued to count the scrolls. Since she turned off her consciousness, she has been recuperating for more than ten days, and her body will not feel tired as easily as before. It's just that I drank a lot of wine last night, and now it's been three watches, and I'm a little hungry.
She opened the painting box at the top of the shelf, carefully took out the picture scroll, and was stunned the moment she opened it.
This is her daddy's calligraphy!