A bright wind and clear moon have bosom friends

  Yan Sanbai intervened strongly, Yanling knife out, and directly forced Lu Lingge to retreat.

  Lu Shuangxing was injured and Lu Lingge, who was forced to retreat, also stood still on the spot. He looked at his own sword-holding hand, then at Lu Shuangxing, his expression changing unpredictably, as if he himself had not expected things to turn out this way. "Shixiong, I..."

  Lu Shuangxing shook his head, "You win this round."

  Then, Guan Qingci arrived with the people from Dalisi Temple. Lu Shuangxing surprisingly cooperated and let Guan Qingci capture him. For someone like him with extremely high martial arts skills, ordinary yamen couldn't hold him, he had to be locked in the mysterious iron prison of Dalisi Temple.

  What surprised Yan Sanbai the most was that bookworm, who actually came over by himself to be captured together with Lu Shuangxing. As he was being led away, he asked, "Lu Xiake, are you moved?"

  "You don't say anything and I'm already touched."

  “……”

  Guan Qing furrowed his brow, in a Suzhou accent, "Isn't that from Cang Mang Mountain?"

  Yan Sanbai and Li Yan exchanged a glance, and unexpectedly saw the same meaning in each other's eyes - you also figured it out?

  Just then, Wang Min and Ling Ding finally arrived back, so Yan Sanbai quickly returned to the house, picked up a brush and wrote a letter quickly, then borrowed Ling Ding from Li Yan.

  "Please trouble yourself to send this letter to the post station immediately, and have it delivered by express to my friend Bai Yong, the White Minister of War."

  Ling was very willing to help Yan Sanbai with things. In his opinion, this chivalrous detective was gentle and polite, much better than his own master Wang.

  Yan Sanbai finished explaining the letter and suddenly asked: "Ling Ding, your martial arts skills are very good, aren't they?"

  Ling Ding was slightly surprised, but thinking about it made sense. Whether or not someone has practiced martial arts can be seen from the way they walk. Yan Sanbai's martial arts skills were so high that there was no reason he couldn't see it. "Yan Daxia indeed has sharp eyes, I do have some foundation in martial arts, but compared to you and Wang Ye, I am far inferior."

  Ling Ding's words seemed to be envious of Yan Sanbai's martial arts skills, and Yan Sanbai smiled, "Since that's the case, I'll trouble you with one more thing. After you deliver the letter later, come back and guard Zhong Bo, don't take a single step away, got it?"

  "Zhōngbó? Will he be in danger?" Ling Ding slightly raised an eyebrow.

  Before Yan Sanbai could respond, Li Yan slapped him on the head with his fan and said, "What's with all the chatter? Hurry up and deliver the message."

  Ling Ding patted his head and thought: No one's words are as many as yours.

  Yan San saw the way this master and servant interacted with each other, it was also interesting.

  After Ling Tong left, Yan Sanbai and Li Ye rushed to the Temple of Great Rites for a trial.

  When they went out, Lu Lingge happened to come in and Yan Sanbai asked him if he wanted to go together. Lu Lingge's face showed hesitation, but he still refused, "The same door injury has already made me sad, I won't go to the prison to see my second brother now, when Yan returns, he will tell me the result."

  Yan Sanbai nodded and took two steps forward, but then turned his head back and asked: "Lu Zhangmen, where are your two apprentices?"

  Lu Ling Ge was taken aback and said, "You're referring to them? There are some things in the sect that need to be purchased, there's a lot going on here, so I let them hurry up and take care of it. Does Yan Daxia have something to do with them?"

  "There are some things I'd like to ask for your help with, if you're both busy..."

  "Oh, never mind, I'll let them come find you when they get back." Lu Lingge waved her hand.

  Yan Sanbai smiled and said, "Thank you."

  The mysterious iron prison of Dalit Temple has always been a legend in Jianghu, although it is rarely used, its reputation is great.

  It is said that under the cage was a gigantic iron cauldron, which would emit high temperatures when ignited, and the people inside would not be harder than the Xuan Tie. No matter if you were a generation of great heroes or a generation of evil masters, you could only become a pool of blood water.

  It was only after the establishment of the Great Zhou that no one from the Jianghu had been caught and brought in again. Although the previous dynasty had executed several people who opposed the imperial court, those who had personally experienced it were all dead, and the only one who escaped had long since disappeared, so this legendary Xuan Tie Prison was ultimately just a legend.

  Today, the prison cell welcomed a long-awaited guest, and before long, another one arrived.

  They stood on opposite sides of the iron railing, their eyes clear and open as they gazed at each other, just like the swords they held in their hands during the day, neither wanting to yield nor force.

  "It wasn't me who killed Master Brother." Lu Shuangxing sat cross-legged behind the railing made of dark iron, calm and composed, as if he was simply stating a fact.

  Yan Sanbai stared at him across the railing, "But it was you who came and went, it was you that Zhongbo accused, all the evidence proves that you are the murderer."

  "So you're going to sentence me?"

  "You can choose to believe me and tell me everything you know."

  Li Yan stood in front of another cell, watching Guan Yingxu interrogate a scholar who played the sanxian.

  Actually, Guan Qingci wanted to interrogate Lu Shuangxing. Even if he couldn't intervene personally, at least he could observe from the side. But Li Yan spoke up and easily restricted Guan Qingci here.

  For this, Guan Qing's complexion was not very good, even when facing the King of Luoyang, he did not pretend to be polite, and his interrogation was even more severe and decisive.

  "What's your name?"

  "Soochuan."

  "How old?"

  Twenty-eight years old.

  "Where do you live?"

  "Guangxi Lane, Suzhou Prefecture."

  "Who is your master?"

  "Self-taught."

  Guan Qing's words suddenly stopped, her eyes slightly condensed, making people feel uneasy, "Self-taught?"

  Su Ran hugged the three strings and said with a smile: "There are many elegant scholars in the world, but our alley is as long as a collection of poems. I've been influenced by it since childhood, playing the three strings and singing little tunes. One day, won't I suddenly understand and become a master?"

  "Absurd!" Guan Qing said in a cold voice.

  Li Yan suddenly lit up in front of his eyes and asked: "Is Master Xie from the previous dynasty hiding in Guangxi?"

  "No, no, no. Master Xie lives in Xiangji Alley. He is the real recluse, content with plain tea and light wine. He disdains our affectation of elegance and refuses to live with us."

  Li Yan savored the words with his hands behind his back, fanning himself with a folding fan, "Guang Xi Li, Xiang Ji Nong... Indeed a good name, I must go take a look when I have the chance."

  Upon hearing this, Su Ran smiled with great joy, and it seemed as if they had met too late.

  But all this falls into the eyes of the young master of the Dalit Temple, with only four words - Fu! Yong! Feng! Ya! Is he here to interrogate the prisoners or to make friends?

  "Your Highness, investigating the case is urgent." Guan Qing reminded, unable to hold back.

  "Oh..." Li Yan finally composed himself, "Lord Guan, please continue."

  Guan Qing asked: "I ask you, what brings you and Lu Shuangxing to Chang'an this time?"

  Su Ran blinked, "Of course, he came to investigate the cause of his master's death. He first went to find Lu Lingge, the leader of the Guihe School, to understand the situation, and then came to find Wang Jingchuan, but didn't expect him to die so soon."

  "Was it you who killed Wang Jingchuan?"

  "You should ask him about it, he's not my enemy, I've been telling stories in the tea house for the past two days."

  Su Ran said she didn't know, with a smile that made it impossible to discern the truth from her words. Guan Qing was embarrassed by Li Yan's presence and couldn't do anything, so he asked: "Then I'll ask you, where did Lu Shuangxing go all these years? Why did he only come now to investigate his master's death?"

  "Slap!" Su Ran clapped her hands, "This question is well asked, it's just... I can't tell you."

  On the other hand, Yan San Bai also asked the same question.

  Lu Shuangxing looked at him, the vicissitudes of life and the faintly blue stubble in his eyes were telling those years that had been covered up by time. He shook his head with a smile, "Then where did your youthful years go? Who taught you this martial art?"

  Yan Sanbai helplessly rubbed his nose, unable to answer. Lu Shuangxing also wouldn't respond. So he nodded and bid farewell, leaving very succinctly.

  Outside the prison cell, Yan Sanbai didn't see Li Ye, only Guan Qing standing guard at the door. He was holding his Chui Yun sword, as silent as the stone lion beside him.

  "Master Guan, where is the prince?"

  Someone just arrived at the palace and the prince has been taken away.

  "Ah." Yan Sanbai let out a short, sharp cry of surprise, and immediately guessed that Li Yan's whereabouts had been exposed by the battle on the rooftop just now. There were still some days before the Empress Dowager's birthday, and Li Yan had obviously come early, so the palace had probably also guessed that he would arrive ahead of time, and had ordered people to pay attention. Sure enough, as soon as he appeared, someone came over to "catch" him.

  But you can't leave, Your Highness...... Yan Sanbai was truly in tears.

  You said you'd come to help, but it's only been a short while and the person is already gone, leaving Yan Sanbai alone in this vast temple. What if he runs into Fan Zhengchun's group again?

  Wait, what about his salary?!

  Won't be able to get it back... Thinking this way, Yan Sanbai was truly anxious.

  Suddenly, a palm-sized crimson token appeared in front of Yan Sanbai, the tassels on its top swaying back and forth before his eyes.

  "This is what Master Wang left for you." Guan Qing said.

  Yan San's eyes lit up in front of him, and he took it over. He also took out a token from his own body - the one that was given by the emperor when he topped the imperial examination. The two tokens should be able to calm down the Temple of Great Wisdom.

  Salary salary salary salary salary...

  "Master Guan (Master Yan)......" The two almost spoke in unison, and then couldn't help but feel awkward.

  Guan Qing pursed his lips, gesturing to Yan Sanbai to speak first. Yan Sanbai rubbed his nose and thought that this wasn't the time for politeness, so he plucked up the courage to say: "Lord Guan, look, I have two tokens here. Considering the tokens' significance, shouldn't... you return my salary?"

  Salary? Guan Qing was stunned for a moment, what salary? Weren't they talking about investigating the case?

  Yan Sanbai looked at Guan Ying with sincere eyes, using all his might - Look at me, what I said is true.

  Guan Qing's expression was as cold as frost, and being stared at like this made his skin crawl. He beckoned to a subordinate, "Go ask the chief clerk what's going on with Yan's salary."

  After finishing the handover, he turned back and Guan Ying couldn't help but lean back a little. Yan Sanbai looked at him with an inexplicably grateful gaze, sincerely to the point of being terrifying.

  "Thank you, Lord Guan." Yan Sanbai was truly grateful to Guan Qiang, he really had no money left.

  Guan Qing hastily changed the subject, "What clues did you manage to ask out just now?"

  Yan Sanbai was about to speak, but then remembered Wang Jingchuan's will, and said: "Lord Guan, this case has been entrusted to me by Old Master Wang."

  "Don't worry, let bygones be bygones in the jianghu world, I won't take you to court."

  Yan Sanbai felt relieved and briefly repeated what Lu Shuangxing had just said.

  "He only admitted that he indeed had an appointment with Old Master Wang, but as Master Xuande of the Wan'an Temple said, his appointment with Wang Jingchuan was for the evening, and when he went there, Old Master Wang was already gone."

  "Is he going to die in prison or what? The young master had a rather unpleasant interrogation experience and at this moment, everyone looked displeasing to him."

  Yan Sanbai smiled and said with her hands in her sleeves, "Although he doesn't say much, he has actually told us a lot already."

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