Shi Zhongfei stood on his body shivering in the cold wind, and then came back to his mind. After thinking about it, Xu Wenlan was still asleep in the house. It's better to go to Kong Changhui's residence.

After Kong Changhui was promoted to Secretary of Dali temple, naturally he could not live in Mingxiang garden.

But in order to be closer to Mingxiang garden, he abandoned the big yard on South Street and set up a small house as a residence in the street next to Mingxiang garden.

For this reason, he was laughed at by Haosheng when he moved in.

Shi Zhongfei glanced at the lintel of his door and shook his head. He felt that he might as well not move it. It was just a gift from him and Bingwen.

The Confucius residence is a little out of place

Shi Zhongfei went out of Mingxiang garden. After less than half a cup of tea, he went to the Confucius house and knocked on the door. Seeing that it was him, the young man first said, "Lord Kong went to Dali Temple early in the morning."

Shi Zhongfei threw himself into the air and had to go back with a sad face

Since Kong Changhui took over the case of burning corpses, he has really worried a lot about going out early and returning late for early summer.

Others investigate and collect evidence in order to arrest people.

He investigated the case and collected evidence to release people.

Last night, he discussed at Xie Jiming's residence until midnight. This morning, he had planned to sleep more.

As a result, Guan Xi knocked on the door early in the morning and reported that the man who had been catching and spreading the burning of the body in early summer had been found.

With a "miso" sound, Kong Changhui bounced up from his bed, cleaned his noodles and didn't even eat breakfast. He hurried to Dali temple with Guan Xi.

Before that, Xiao mubai and Zhao Xingwen had caught two people who were in trouble and asked Cong ting to escort them to the Ministry of punishment.

After Kong Changhui took over, he sent Guan Xi to detain the two people.

Not only that, Dali temple also sent a large number of officials. Anyone who heard the spread of the case of burning corpses in early summer in the street invited them back on the grounds of cooperating with the investigation and providing clues.

Therefore, the people who splashed dirty water these two days gradually disappeared.

Under the deliberate leadership of Bingwen, the guidance of public opinion gradually inclined to the side in early summer.

Kong Changhui arrested so many people and went back to Dali temple. The interrogation and investigation alone took time and effort. He also had to think of ways to pry out the mastermind from the two people detained by the Ministry of punishment.

Finally, tracing back to the source, he drew a portrait of a man from the people's mouth, and then handed it to the two people to confirm as the leader. Dali Temple posted a sea arrest document.

The case made some progress. Kong Changhui got some leisure last night and went to jieji Ming's residence.

"Where did the man catch it?" Kong Changhui got into the carriage, thought for a while, and walked down. He went to the vice chair of the horse. He motioned to Guan Xi to go on his way and asked.

Guan Xi originally wanted to persuade him to sit in the carriage. It's too cold in the cold winter morning. Don't suffer the wind any more.

But looking at Kong Changhui's urgent appearance, she swallowed the original words. As soon as the whip was raised, she drove back and said, "I didn't catch it. It was sent by Yuqiao girl from Yixiang building. She said that last night, this person went to have fun. She was dazed when she looked familiar, and sent someone to send it."

Kong Changhui thought, "why didn't you send it in the morning when I was dizzy last night?"

Guan Xi was a little squeaky and said after a long time: "my subordinates guessed that I should have been tried for a round."

"Huh?" Kong Changhui looked surprised: "what do you mean?"

Guan Xi increased the strength of the whip and raised the speed: "Sir, you can see it when you go to Dali temple..."

When Kong Changhui arrived at the Dali temple and saw the man, he found that he was dying. Except that his face was intact, which was eight points similar to the portrait, and there was no good meat on his whole body.

Kong Changhui saw him kneeling in the hall, looking like he was going to faint at any time. He frowned and asked, "tell me."

The kneeling man looked up weakly: "what else do you say? It's been all night."

Kong Changhui clapped with surprise: "then say it again!"

The man's mouth was not hard at all. Before Kong Changhui asked again, he had already poured beans out of the bamboo tube and explained it. It was just a little hard to say. He stopped from time to time and gasped.

Kong Changhui was afraid that he would die in the hall. On the way, he asked Guan Xi to find a doctor to have a look.

Who expected Guan Xi to say to him, "Miss Yuqiao said that people will be fine. Adults can rest assured."

Although Kong Changhui didn't know that Yixiang building was opened privately in early summer, when he first lived in Mingxiang garden with Bingwen, Bingwen would go to Yixiang building to listen to her play the piano after a period of time. He also knew that Bingwen and Yuqiao were very familiar.

Therefore, after listening to Guan Xi's words, I have a number in my heart. I'm afraid I've been pried by Bingwen once before.

Kong Changhui sighed silently in his heart, and Bingwen looked at his gentle and elegant appearance.

This is too cruel

If Kong Changhui knew that this hand was not written by Bingwen, but a cold and gorgeous Xianli, I'm afraid it would be more surprised and unbelievable.

The man knelt down in the hall and talked a lot, but there was little really useful information. Most of it was complaining. He was obsessed with money. He took such a job. Although he made a sum of money, he was afraid he would have no place to spend it in the future.

It turned out that the man was from Baoning city in the suburb of Beijing. His name was crepe Jiazhu. He was an idle local ruffian in the city.

Not long ago, someone found him with a stack of silver tickets, a full ten thousand Liang, and asked him if he had a job to do.

He asked what kind of work it was. Someone asked him to go to the capital to pick some local ruffians and spread rumors about the young marquis.

At that time, he had a little hesitation, but he couldn't stand a thick pile of silver tickets. He swayed in front of his eyes, bit his teeth and agreed.

The government has been strict these two days, and he doesn't dare to take the lead. If he makes money, he will naturally spend money. Hearing that Yixiang building is the largest brothel in the capital, he naturally wants to go in and have a taste of spending a lot of money.

Who ever thought that he had entered the famous Yixiang building in the capital, and the superior wing room was also wrapped by him, but before the beautiful woman's waist was put on, xinwozi was kicked

"OK, OK, I didn't let you talk about the next thing..." Kong Changhui helped his forehead with a headache, and then asked, "look for your face, do you remember?"

Crepe home pillar shook his head: "I don't know if he's covered, but at first glance, he's a practicing family who sneaks me to the small corner to explain things. Sir, look at the body frame of the villain. It's also very tall. He's holding the villain like a chicken. The villain is greedy for money and dare not refuse..."

Kong Changhui looked at his five big and three thick physique and just wanted to ask him if he could carefully describe the man's body shape and accent. Outside the hall, a servant Tong Bing hurriedly came in: "Lord Kong, go out and meet him. The king Yu hall is coming down..."