V8.Chapter 20

Seeing this, Li Bai and others gathered around, and Lu Li didn't stop them.

"I'm sad every day and have no plans. I'm lazy to tell ordinary people what's on my mind. I don't want to be covered with water. I just ask xianlang if he wants to?"

Open one of the folded stationery. The font is beautiful, with a faint smell of fat and powder. It should be made by a woman.

It seems that as Wang Wei guessed, lady Mingyue should have met a thin lover.

However, to be on the safe side, Lu Li opened another letter: "shaomiao has a long-term vision, but he failed to believe that he is not a husband. Although the lotus seeds in the mud are not dyed, they have not been moved into their home."

So far, there is no doubt.

Lady Mingyue's sincerity was betrayed. After drinking, she couldn't help killing herself.

In addition, the tears on this reply can be used as evidence.

"This person..."

Chao Heng wanted to stop talking, and finally sighed, which was very helpless.

Because he didn't know the inside story, he only talked about this poem and poem. In fact, it can be called sincere and sincere. He didn't dislike the fact that lady Mingyue was born in the dust, and boasted that she was out of the mud without being stained. He was helpless that her money bag was empty and couldn't redeem her.

Chang'an has a population of more than one million, but everyone knows that all the women are famous. Even Hushang businessmen in Xishi have heard of it and want to kiss Fangze. Therefore, it takes at least 500 liang of gold to take the deed of sale from the fake mother.

What is the concept of five hundred taels of gold?

Now it is a prosperous time. People are rich and prices are very low: Forty Wen for a kilogram of salt, five Wen for a liter of vinegar, thirty Wen for an old hen and five hundred Wen for a big pig.

The standard ration set by the imperial court for servicemen is rice "two liters a day" and six Dou a month. These only cost 270 Wen. If you eat wheat, it will be a little more expensive, but it will double at most.

In this case, the treatment of imperial officials also rose with the tide. Take Chao Heng, the Zuo Bu que under the Qipin gate, for example: on the day of taking office, he will be divided into 350 mu of duty field, and can receive 80 stone Lumi and four guards assigned by the imperial court every year. In addition, he can also receive four money subsidies every month.

Sell the job field and let the serving guards spend money to avoid hardship. All their salaries are converted into copper money, which can be about five liang of gold.

One or two gold coins can be exchanged for six Guan coins, about 50 kilograms. Five hundred taels of gold is more than ten tons of copper coins. It has to be pulled by dozens of ox carts and donkey carts, not to mention a poor Confucian scholar. Chao Heng is not qualified to redeem lady Mingyue until he has not eaten or drunk for 100 years. There is another premise:

Fake mother, don't sit down and start the price.

Therefore, among the people present, Lu Li is the only one who really has the ability to redeem Huakui. It depends on the family, not the imperial salary.

At this time, Huang liuniang crowded over to finish reading the poetry and immediately cried: "daughter, how can you be fascinated by a poor Confucian scholar."

I thought there was something strange about this case. I could catch the murderer and ask him to compensate for the losses, but now all kinds of signs show that lady Mingyue is really trapped by love and can't think of killing herself.

At the same time, qianrui wiped away her tears, obviously sympathized with her feelings, and swallowed: "we all know what we trust is not human."

"I'd like to hear it in detail."

Lu Li sniffed the letter raft and frowned slightly. After hearing qianrui's words, he raised his eyes and looked at the past.

"Pingkang square has a rule. If you really find a lover, the other party has no money to use. Although the lady can't leave, she can choose not to receive guests and give some money every day. She knows that she hasn't saved enough gold to redeem herself."

Qian Rui looked at Huang liuniang and saw that she didn't stop her. She continued: "however, giving fake mother money every day can also support three or five years. During this period, if he is promising, it's not impossible to redeem her for Mingyue."

Without waiting for Lu Li to speak, Huang liuniang's voice suppressed everything. She looked sad and cried more and more sadly: "daughter, my mother treats you so well, why don't you tell my mother, where do you want five hundred Liang..."

In the sound of mourning, fire came from the attic.

"Where is Huang liuniang?"

"Dali Temple officials come here to investigate the case. Welcome quickly!"

Li Bai and others looked at Lu Li and seemed to say: you don't care who is so powerful.

Bad people, street patrol Wuhou and Wuzuo are all on his side, and an Lushan is the backer. Yuanzai is very satisfied. He feels that as long as he seizes the opportunity, he can prosper and change the color of his official clothes.

The Ranger didn't want to make a big deal and affect the owner's business, so he bowed his hand to Yuan Zai: "officer, this case has been taken over."

"Fart!"

Bao joined the army with anger in his heart and scolded: "it's only two minutes from the murder. Wuhou led people to come here. You deceive me and don't understand the rules?"

Then he kicked the Ranger with a sharp blade to the ground.

"Who is it?" Yuan Zai had an extra heart.

After helping his companions up, another Ranger with a reluctant face said, "Dali Temple reviews things. He happens to be here to attend a banquet."

Hearing the speech, Yuan Zai finally put down his hanging heart and ordered him to do a autopsy, "but don't move without my official's order."

"Here."

The three Wuzuo knew the weight and did not dare to open the body here. They only planned to make a surface a priori and roughly judge the cause.

"Come on, go up and see who it is. Maybe he'll find something."

Yuan Zai's words were relaxed. It was obvious that he had figured out how to send people away.

The party moved to the attic, climbed the stairs through the hall and came to the private girl of Mingyue's mother. More than a dozen maidservants blocked their sight. Bao was unhappy about joining the army and pushed the people away directly.

Open your eyes.

Yuan Zai and Li Bai and others looked at each other. Their eyes were frozen on the official clothes of He Jian. They were about to cross their hands and salute. Their eyes stopped on the person next to them.

Bao joined the army as a martial artist and transferred to Chang'an. He thought that he had an Lushan as his backer. He was about to ask, but he saw that Yuan Zai, who was full of confidence, knelt down directly to the ground, simply and neatly.

What happened?

Not only did Bao join the army, the Marquis who followed him also looked at each other for a while.

At the moment, Yuan Zai's forehead was sweating and his eyes pierced his back. After some psychological struggle, he put aside all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts and said in a loud voice, "I've seen Siqing, and I wish Siqing well in Shangyuan."

"I've seen He Jian."

Then Bao joined the army and quickly crossed his hands to salute.

"Are you?"

There are two Shaoqing, two Zhengs, two master bookkeepers, two documentaries, 28 officials and 56 historians; There are four Yucheng, six prison history, four Pavilion leaders, eighteen ZhangGu and a hundred inquirers; There are six directors and twelve historians; Twelve judges and twenty-four historians.

There are more than 200 officials in Dali temple, not counting the factotum. Lu Li feels that there seems to be such a person in his impression. He can't remember any more.

"Go down... Comment on Yuanzai."

His tone was humble, as if he had committed something.

However, without Lu Li's questioning, a clear voice came from the windowsill, and the dark shadow stood still:

"What about the file? You're on duty tonight. Why did Ben Shaoqing only see Wang's comment when he went?"

"Why, did you come to pingkangfang for recreation?"

A cat's paw pressed yuan Zai's head and his cool eyes looked at Lu Li. He really didn't expect to meet his own master at the scene of the murder:

It's not easy to investigate the case, cat sighed.

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