Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 316 Buying Flowers

The two of them took advantage of the traffic jam to stick their heads out of the window and direct Zhao Shan to buy a lot of things. It didn't cost much, but they did it to make Li Xueyan happy!

It's not easy to get some money from the stingy Zhao Xingcheng: "I know he treats me differently!"

"Of course. Apart from you, I've never seen another woman worth a penny to Master Zhao!"

Jiang Shangxian coaxed her and began to study the lotus. Just now, when she looked at it from a distance, she thought that this flower was very rare and beautiful, and it looked particularly special. It turned out that the outer lace of the lotus was folded up to make a shape.

There are roughly three types: folded one-third, folded in half, and fully folded.

Seeing that she liked it, Li Xueyan asked, "Would you like to buy some more that haven't been folded yet?"

Jiang Shangxian had said that if a man was willing to spend money on you, it meant there was hope. With Cui Yi as her example, the girl was convinced—who else would marry a woman like Cui Yi, with a dowry and a nest egg already prepared?

She is now very confident that she can get some more money from Zhao Shan to buy flowers!

"That's enough."

Jiang Shangxian shook her head. She was just curious. There were already so many, so there was no need to waste money on buying more.

Most importantly: “There’s still so much to take!”

Li Xueyan didn’t know what earth-shattering event she was hoping for, but she brought so many paper ingots!

She has been helping Yanxia with this thing since they got on the carriage!

Even Yingzi was not idle, her little hands were reaching in to take one by one and then reaching in to help!

Jingxing Temple

The various fruits, offerings and flowers specially prepared for the Ullambana Festival seemed particularly lonely because the pilgrims were all asked to leave outside the gate.

Cui Bianxu with a cold face, Wang Mingqian with a frown, Lu Xingzhou who has lost all hope in life, Wang Leisheng who is sighing, and Ding Yuan who has come back to life with a paralyzed face are gathered here.

"Wang Hui, what are you following us for? The Jinwu Guards aren't needed for this matter." Xiao Cui, whose date failed, took out his anger on Wang Mingqian according to international practice.

Wang Mingqian has a really good temper. He is used to Cui Bianxu's bad temper. Recently, he feels uncomfortable because this guy's temper has improved. He always feels that Cui Bianxu is secretly planning something bad to torture him!

He actually felt somewhat refreshed after this retort: ​​"The Jinwu Guards are also responsible for the security patrol of Chang'an City today. Why can't I come and see what's going on?"

He swore that he followed here not because he was afraid of Li Xueyan's disdain.

Lu Xingzhou, who feared the cold in winter and the heat in summer and hadn't gained an inch in the past six months, said with a bitter face, "My two superiors, now is not the time to talk about this. Shall we go in together, or will you three go in?"

On the way here, he heard that the crime scene was extremely brutal. Several monks from Jingxing Temple who had seen the scene were so scared that they were speechless. He was a gentleman and did not want to witness any brutal scenes during the holidays.

Unfortunately, Cui Bianxu didn't respond at all. He simply opened the door and walked in. Wang Leisheng put his arm around his shoulders and walked in. "Master Lu, you're wrong. You'll have to take notes while the coroner examines the body. And when we get back to the Dali Temple, you'll have to be in the morgue, right?"

Are you kidding? Do you think Old Wang really wants to handle the case during his vacation?

"Since we're here, wouldn't it be a shame not to take a look? Master Lu, as an official of the Dali Temple, how can you be afraid of corpses? How long will it take for you to get promoted at this rate?"

Lu Xingzhou was a skinny scholar, no match for the burly, broad-shouldered Wang Leisheng. He was led directly to the crime scene by him. One look at him and he couldn't help but gasp, his eyes and mouth wide open, his feet rooted to the door frame, refusing to move any further. "Enough, enough, Wang Sizhi..."

His voice trembled and his throat was dry, as if he had to use a lot of strength to speak: "This, this is clear enough."

Lu Xingzhou only hated himself for being so slow-witted. He wanted to say that he wasn't really that ambitious. If everyone wanted to get promoted, wouldn't there be no one to take smaller positions? He was very satisfied with his current job—it would be even better if he could avoid being at the crime scene.

Wang Leisheng, who was very ambitious but had always lost his way, had not expected the crime scene to be so bloody. He couldn't help but drop his arm around Lu Xingzhou, muttering to himself, "It's been so long since I've seen a new case. Why do I feel so creepy?"

This was a small room where monks lived. There were bloodstains everywhere in the room, on the beams, walls, floor, bed, table... Xingyun was lying naked on the cold blue bricks in a spread-eagle position, covered in blood and with his eyes wide open. What was even more terrifying was that his chest and abdomen had been opened, with broken internal organs scattered around.

Lu Xingzhou, whose sanity had returned a little, felt something sticky under his feet. He looked down and felt distressed: "Wang, Wang Sizhi, this blood...how did it get here?"

Wang Leisheng followed his gaze to the ground, which finally landed at his feet. He twitched his toes in a somewhat unlucky manner and cursed in a low voice, "What kind of thief is so brutal!"

Cui Bianxu and the other two walked very slowly in the room, fearing that they would accidentally destroy the scene.

Unfortunately, the scene has been destroyed.

Ding Yuan squatted beside the corpse, took out his tools and carefully examined it. The excitement he had at the beginning was gone from his face. Instead, he looked a little angry. "The crime must have happened last night."

Cui Bianxu, who was checking the room for any suspicious activity, immediately looked outside the door at Huaizhen, the abbot of Xingjing Temple, who had not followed him in. He asked, "Why did you report the case this morning when it happened last night?"

Huai Zhen, who had been reciting scriptures with his eyes closed outside the door, was slightly startled. He opened his eyes and asked, "Didn't Huineng explain this clearly to Cui Shaoqing on the way here?"

Wang Leisheng turned his head and asked curiously, "You mean that little monk? He was so scared that he kept saying there was a monster killing people. He couldn't say anything else. I was even afraid he would pee on the way!"

Just because the person who came to explain the case couldn't even speak clearly, their Cui Shaoqing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot that had been burning for ten years. How could this old bald donkey have the nerve to ask such a question?

"Amitabha."

Huaizhen bowed, then thought of Huineng, who had just been helped down. A hint of helplessness crossed his face. "Please wait a moment, everyone. I'm not entirely clear on what happened last night. I'll find someone who saw it firsthand to share the story."

"Call them over quickly, don't delay anything!" Wang Leisheng waved his hand, signaling him to go and call people over quickly.

Ding Yuan had no interest in investigating the case. He looked up at Lu Xingzhou, who hadn't started taking notes yet, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Master Lu."

"what?!"