Guardian Chapter 169: Tianji Pavilion, first showing its prestige

The next day.

Chen Feng was still thinking about how to use the power of Dali Temple to investigate the paper-making shop in Kyoto.

Dali Temple seconded Chen Feng's official document to Jin Fengwei's desk.

The secondment is a matter of course.

Chen Feng became a member of the "Joint Investigation Team".

Chen Feng shared his doubts and speculations with Zeng Shuyou.

The two thoughts coincide.

Two lines.

The first one is to sort out Lin Zhonghou's network of relationships.

The second article, check the paper tie shop in Kyoto.

Both are tedious and massive tasks.

Chen Feng got to know Zeng Shuyou's money abilities.

Zeng Shuyou built a class room where Lin Zhonghou was murdered in his manor. He conducted dozens of persecution speculation exercises every day, which almost allowed him to restore the real process of Lin Zhonghou's murder at that time.

As for clue collection.

Zeng Shuyou took the money directly.

Posted notices in various places in Kyoto, providing clues, no matter whether it is true or not, they will receive one or two silvers. After verification, they will be rewarded with one hundred or two silvers.

The concept of a tael of silver is enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for several days, let alone a hundred taels.

Under the temptation of huge money, the people of Kyoto were mobilized.

Useless information flew over like snowflakes.

Zeng Shuyou's silver, like splashing water.

According to his tricks, no matter how big his wealth is, he loses all his possessions.

Zeng Shuyou is not distressed. People in the Zeng family are not surprised. It seems that the money is not so expensive, so I am sorry for the value of the Zeng family. It is indeed a family that monopolizes the business of the Dashun money house.

This rich and powerful aura can directly defeat Chen Feng.

Chen Feng scolded the foul-smelling capitalist while sending Zhulin's friends around.

The young friend of Zhulin has a disability, and he is dressed as a beggar and hangs on the lower floors of the market. Not to mention, I found a lot of news.

The clerical group sorting out information clues has been discussing recently that an intelligence organization called Tianji Pavilion has suddenly emerged in Kyoto. The information clues provided are not only well-founded, but also a lot of information.

Even a few days before Lin Zhonghou's death, what he had eaten for three meals a day, went to the latrine several times at night, let off a few loud farts, what clothes he was wearing, and who he was dealing with were all well investigated.

Moreover, their intelligence does not stay at the shallow level of most people's cognition.

For example, people who usually want to get a couple of silver rewards, at most, said that they had seen Lin Zhonghou go to Changcuilou for a drink the day before.

At this time, the intelligence in the hands of Zeng Shuyou and Chen Feng.

Tianji Pavilion will specify in detail that Lin Zhonghou went out from Lin Mansion on Zhenghe Street at noon the day before, patted the butler on the shoulder at the door, and said, "Tell him not to leave food in the mansion at night." Then he rolled up his sleeves and wiped his left hand finger. He touched his right cheek three times and blinked twice at the same time. First, he lifted the five steps under his right foot. It took a quarter of an hour from Lin Mansion to the gate of Changcui Building. During the period, he went to the jewelry store and spent five taels of silver to buy a pair of sterling silver curls. The earrings were tucked into the sleeve pocket on the right.

In the Tianzi private room on the second floor of Changcui Building, I spent 37 taels. I ordered a pot of Cuihua Stuffed Rice, a plate of slightly spicy tendons without green onions, a plate of boiled cabbage with less salt, and a triple-double roasted pigeon. , A plate of hot and sour potato ribbon green and red pepper shreds.

The person drinking with him sits on his left side, named Kou Dou, who is 20 years old and looks soft and charming. On the right side, he wears a fan with a finger belly, and wears a small emerald green shirt with a purple edge in the powder inside the pocket. , Behaved intimately with Lin Zhonghou, the two whispered a lot during the dinner, drank three cups of wine, Lin Zhonghou kissed Kodou five times, and put his left hand in her arms and never took it out.

An hour later, the two left with a half-quarter of an hour between the front and rear feet.

Hou Lin Zhonghou returned to the Town Soul Division.

Brackets (whispering content to be checked... Kou Dou's whereabouts have no intersection with Lin Zhonghou, so I won't check it temporarily)

"What is the origin of this Tianji Pavilion? The investigation was so detailed." Zeng Shuyou looked at the script and put down the information in his hand, and was surprised.

Chen Feng didn't expect that Tianji Pavilion, headed by the three children Ge Ailan, Yan Mubai, and Zeng Heng, would sum up and teach them without a teacher based on the life they gave him.

In just a few days, the level of detail of this intelligence information is no less than the summary of the life in the Yin and Yang book.

What else can you come from? I guess your cousin is like you, paving the way... Chen Feng complained inwardly, and said: "So many clues seem to be the most useful one. Lin Zhonghou is a person with a family. In the private meeting of Kou Dou in Chang Cuilou, he behaved coquettishly. It seems that Kou Dou is his lover without a doubt."

"Then Lin Zhonghou's death, is it possible that the death of Kou Dou was a love enemy and hatred?" Zeng Shuyou drew a circle on Kou Dou's name, and tapped his finger: "Or make a speculation that Kou Dou was the murderer. Because of forcing Lin Zhonghou to marry and enter the door, he hated him because of love, killing others and venting his anger."

You are so rich, you should really be a filming director... Chen Feng felt the rich imagination of Zeng Shuyou, and followed his words: "If your speculation is reasonable, then we can boldly assume that this Kou Dou must follow the paper. She has a close relationship with the craftsman, or she is a paper craftsman."

Zeng Shuyou nodded his head to approve, then turned to the waiting Dali Temple and said quickly: "Go and ask the person in charge of Tianji Pavilion to talk about cooperation and entrust them to investigate Kou Dou."

Quickly took his order to go out, and came back with gauze on the back of his head less than half an hour.

"My lord, please don't ask anyone."

"What does it mean to be unable to invite someone? You don't know how to bring news to the person who delivers the information?"

"My lord, the one who sent the information was a petitioner. I asked, and they said that if the entrustment was accepted, it would be avoided if I saw someone. I followed it quietly, and I was stunned by people. I was still in an alley with no one. I was stunned by someone inside."

Puff...

Chen Feng sprayed the tea he had just drunk into his mouth.

"The water is too hot, I'll be slow." Chen Feng wiped his mouth and almost didn't laugh. He said in his heart: There is Xiao Sang staring at the back, let alone you, even a few first-class masters are here. It's hard to touch the headquarters of Tianji Pavilion in Zhulin.

But Xiao Sang was a little bit fierce when he started, and the gauze that was catching quickly was dyed red.

The temperature of the tea is just right, how can it burn your mouth... Zeng Shuyou was suspicious, waved away and quickly said: "I know, you go down to the Zeng's accountant and get the fee for a dozen soups and medicine. It's hard work."

Twelve?

The salary for several months is captured quickly.

He thanked him so much, his head no longer hurts, his eyes disappeared, his legs and feet swiftly backed out, and his heart only hated the people who started secretly, why did he start so lightly.

It doesn't take long.

Regarding Kou Dou's situation, from fragmented to small details, to real-time information, the stream was passed to Zeng Shuyou and Chen Feng.

Chen Feng actually had a kind of people sitting in Zeng's mansion, live watching the illusion of time and space of Kou Dou's life.

……

"The target person entered the rouge shop, the breeze retreated, and Aunt Xue followed."

"Ya Dan's face is smeared with darker spots, begging for the grass at the entrance of Wuliu Alley."

"Xiongzi went to sell candied haws and set the target person's words."

"Lan'er, go and sell orchids and put the little ant given by Brother Feng into the pocket of the target person."

"Pi Monkey, you pick firewood to sell, knock on the door of the target person. This house is not Kodou's home. She sneaked in. There must be a problem. You take the opportunity to get in and find out the movement in the house."

"Auntie Zhen and Auntie Chun are chatting with neighboring neighbors to see if there is any deeper news to dig."

Yan Mubai is in charge of advancing the scene, Ge Ailan is in charge of intelligence gathering, Zeng Heng is in charge of spreading the silver, the friend and aunt of the bamboo forest are in charge of alternating light and dark piles, and Xiao Sang, who is quietly hiding in the dark, is responsible for removing the tail, and even Liuli is also assigned. Responsible for the task of stalking.

The first large-scale commission, the members of Tianji Pavilion, attached great importance to it.

"Bring money to your door." The skinny monkey was thin and had three fingers broken in his left hand.

He yelled, carried a load of firewood, and clicked the door knocker in front of him.

Selling firewood is not hawking. Chai is the same as Caiyin, so that the hawking will not be blasted by the owner. Who will blast away Cai. Even if the owner does not lack firewood, he will probably buy something interesting. This Ask Cai Cai to come in for auspiciousness.

The little friends in the bamboo forest who are in the market know this well.

"No, go go." The door opened a gap to see the people outside, and then opened again, revealing an impatient middle-aged man's face.

"Uncle, you can buy some. You see, this firewood is dry. The kid went up the mountain to chop it. It should be kept without burning and less smoke." The monkey patted the firewood, accompanied by a smile, and deliberately exposed the hand with his severed finger to attract. The middle-aged man's attention, his eyes deliberately or unintentionally peeked into the door, and they closed at once.

"No need, no cooking, no need." The middle-aged man pushed the monkey aside, subconsciously made a backhand gesture, raised his chin and said arrogantly: "Don't come next time. Caught in the government."

Pi Monkey seemed to be frightened, with a frightened expression on his face, backed up and waved his hand again and again: "Not coming, never coming again."

He nodded and bowed conscientiously, and backed away holding the firewood. The image of a poor, disabled child who was forced by his life to make a little money and was frightened and frightened was rendered decently by him.

In fact, there is no need to act. Just a few months ago, this was his real daily life.

Hold the skin monkey a little, it's just the true colors.

Seeing the skin monkey walking away, the middle-aged man turned around and entered the house to cover the door.

"How about it, did you see anything abnormal?" Kou Dou Ruanxiang threw herself into her arms, squeezing into the middle-aged man's arms if she was boneless, wishing to rub her bones into the opponent's body.

The middle-aged man held Kodou's buttocks with both hands, and said: "You think too much, just a child with a handicap. Kyoto sells more firewood. Such a pariah, I have to send it every day. Several."

"My instinct is very uncomfortable. I always feel like someone is staring at me along the way." Kou Dou held the middle-aged man's dishonest hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm serious. What happened."

"Isn't this a serious matter?" The middle-aged man responded with his mouth, his hands kept on, making him even more unscrupulous.

Kou Dou patted the dishonest hand of the middle-aged man, and said anxiously: "I'm serious, we won't be caught up in our affairs, if it breaks the aunt, you and I can't eat it. ."

The middle-aged man was visibly taken aback when he heard the words. He was poured cold water into his anxious mood, and he became sober a lot in an instant.

He pondered for a moment, and said: "You reminded me that the death of Lin Zhonghou is a last resort. Dali Temple has already intervened. These days, let's avoid contact."

"It's not because of you." Kou Dou pointed a finger on the middle-aged man's forehead, and said angrily: "If I had to go to my place for excitement, I wouldn't let Lin Zhonghou run into the good deeds of the two of us, let alone It will happen that he threatens to report you."

The middle-aged man heard that he slapped Kou Dou's **** fiercely again, and stared horizontally: "This is all your sorrow. I asked you to buy Lin Zhonghou. I didn't tell you to actually have **** with him. ."

"Men are the masters who don't see the fish and cats, I don't want to be true, how to complete the task that my aunt explained."

"Is it true? I'll tell you to taste what it means to be true." The middle-aged man hugged Kodou and threw him on the bed.

With the sound of tearing and tearing the cloth strips, Kodou hummed and fought back a few times, and there was no movement.

Go on.

The painful grinding of teeth on the bed became louder and louder.

……

The skin monkey went farther and farther, walked to no one, and flashed into an alley.

There are friends in the alley.

The leather monkey threw the firewood into his arms and said: "Report, there is a problem with this yard, there is no water in the water tank, the inner wall is long with grass, the fallen leaves are yellow and there is no one to clean for a long time, a man and a woman meet temporarily, there must be ghosts , Kou Dou and this middle-aged uncle are not on the right track."

Messages are transmitted layer by layer, and instant messaging is also transmitted to Zengfu Manor.

"What do you think?" Holding this piece of information, Shuyou Zeng looked up and asked Chen Feng's opinion.

"Since Kou Dou had a close relationship with Lin Zhonghou, after his death, he was suspected to be secretly meeting with people. His behavior at this node is particularly abrupt. If it is not, I will know if it is arrested for trial. ."

"Aren't you afraid of getting rid of the grass and scaring snakes?"

"With the powerful intelligence network of Tianji Pavilion staring at it, I am afraid that the snake will not move. As long as it moves, we can follow the vines." Chen Fengxiu shamelessly put gold on his face, but he thought too much. I have been to Titian Jige several times, the book friend is so rich, and if you don't make a profit, you don't make a profit.

"Just to my liking."

Chen Feng and Zeng Shuyou go out to pick up people.

There are friends from Tianji Pavilion to lead the way.

The people from Dali Temple rushed straight to Yonghe Street.

If the door does not knock, the back door does not enter, the house is surrounded, and the arrest is over the wall and enters.

Opening the front door, a large crowd of people swarmed in, and the two men and women who were wrestling fiercely on the bed were blocked.

A sense of sight at the scene of anti-pornography.

The man hooded his head and hurriedly lifted his pants, while the woman pulled the quilt over her chest and screamed.

"Master Liu?"

Zeng Shuyou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "I didn't expect the Ministry of Industry officials to be involved."

"It's not me, it's not me, you admitted wrong." Liu Jie looked guilty, and lowered his head.

Seeing Chen Feng's confusion, Zeng Shuyou introduced: "This is the head of Yu Hengqing's Sicuo Salary Factory of the Ministry of Industry."

The Cuoxin Factory is in charge?

Suddenly, Chen Feng is an official of the Ministry of Industry who is responsible for sending and receiving materials such as reed mats, poles, ropes, bamboo...etc.

Wait...Chen Feng's left eye twitched. When he first returned to Kyoto to enter the city gate, the scene of a donkey cart carrying green bamboo filled with light oil into the city came to his mind for a long time.

"Is he also one of the officials responsible for the construction of the fireworks tower?"

Chen Feng asked that he couldn't get a piece of it at the moment, so that friend Zeng Shuyou didn't have a clue.

Zeng Shuyou replied: "This is nature. The Ministry of Industry and the Qing clerk is responsible for supervising the construction, and the Yu Hengqing clerk is responsible for the procurement of materials. The construction of the fireworks building involves the plan for the people's birthday on the sacred birthday, but One of the biggest projects in recent times."

Green bamboo, light oil, fireworks tower, emperor parade, engineering supervision...

Fuck...Chen Feng exclaimed in his heart...Lin Zhonghou's death seemed far from simple as it seemed. He might have been involved in a huge storm.

Chen Feng has not been relieved from the shock.

On the bed.

The temperature rises suddenly.

Koudou spontaneously ignited without warning.

She didn't feel any pain, changed her frightened eyes, and rushed towards Liu Jie, who was shocked.

Chen Feng's eyes were quick, and he kicked Liu Jie off the bed.

Protrusion (艹艹艹)...Chen Feng raised a word in his heart and opened his eyes.

What kind of beauty is Kodou in front of me?

It was actually a burning paper man.

Lin Zhonghou and Liu Jie, how can they be pampered?

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