It was cold in the winter night, and most people got into bed early. Not many people noticed that the sky was falling in the second day of the second day. A black shadow flipped into Qin's house, squatted behind the flowers and trees, and listened with his ears. There were footsteps along the corridor, and someone came over with a lantern.

"It's so late, they're still drinking and having to add food. They can sleep until noon, so we have to get up early to work."

"Sister Chunmei, stop talking, hurry up and send the food. If it's cold, we will be scolded." The two maids hurriedly passed by on a tray, and the shadow quietly stood up and followed.

In front of it was a monastery, with doors and windows closed and the lights were on. The two maids left after delivering the dishes. The black shadow hid behind the pillars. After waiting for a while, they saw no one everywhere, and quietly sneaked under the window. They clicked the broken window paper and peeked in with one eye. There was a big table in the house, with cups and plates on the table. The two were still drinking drunk, and one of them was Qin Haiming.

The black shadow pulled out a short knife from his waist, pushed open the door, and broke in?

The cold wind was wrapped in snowflakes, and the temperature suddenly became cold. Ren Xinghe looked up and was about to scold him. He found that the person who came was wearing black clothes, not like a maid, and said with a tongue: "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

The black shadow didn't speak, and a cold light flashed, Ren Xinghe fell to the ground with a scream. Qin Haiming was so scared that he fell from the chair and crawled towards the table. The man in black sneered, grabbed Qin Haiming's ankle and pulled it out. Qin Haiming's upper and lower teeth were touching, so scared that he couldn't say anything incompletely, "Give life... money... give money... ah."

The man in black grabbed the food on the table with his hands, stuffed it a few bites, picked up the wine pot and sucked it in the air, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness as the same way. After half a stick of incense, the two maids appeared again. Seeing the door open, they looked inside and fell in a pool of blood.

"Murder." The sad and sharp cry echoed over Qin's house. The lights were lit up everywhere, the sound of rapid footsteps and the sound of crying sounded.

The murder case is extraordinary, not to mention that one of the dead people was a juren. Governor Feng arrived in person with the yamen runners. This year it has been really not going well. First, the Yuantian Sect, then welcoming the imperial envoy. At the end of the year, there was a murder case. Feng Shaojun sat in a chair, his face as deep as water.

Qin's father was crying and asked the Lord of the Mansion to make the decision. He didn't have much effort, and the coroner came in to report the autopsy. Captain Jiang walked in and crossed his hands and said, "Sir, the villain has discovered the footprints of the murderer."

"Oh," Feng Shaojun was drowsy when he heard this. He stood up and said, "Take me to take a look." The footprints were particularly clear in the snow. He followed the footprints to the wall. The murderer obviously climbed over the wall and left.

Captain Jiang has been in charge of the case for many years and pointed to his footprints: "Sir, please see, the murderer's shoes are seven inches and five feet long, and his height is probably more than seven feet tall. Judging from the depth of the footprints, the weight is about 170 kilograms. The front and shallow back of the shoeprints indicate that the person leans forward or lifts his energy upward when walking. Judging from the traces left by the wall, he should have skill."

Feng Shaojun nodded repeatedly and praised: "Captain Jiang is worthy of being a good player in his years. You can see so many things from one footprint. This case is solved, and you will be the first to be successful."

When he returned to the house, Feng Shaojun asked, "Qin Haiming can make grudges with others on weekdays."

Qin's father wiped his tears and said, "Yesterday, my child had an argument with someone in front of the door. The man even beat Ren Juren. It's not that he committed murder."

"Oh, what's that person's name?"

"I heard from my child that the man was the new Jie Yuan, and his name was Jiang Anyi."

Jiang Anyi and Feng Shaojun shook their heads repeatedly. Jiang Anyi's image was inconsistent with what Captain Jiang described, and the weight was very different just. Feng Shaojun asked again: "If you think about it carefully, are there anyone else?"

Qin's father recalled for a moment seriously, suddenly remembered something and said, "More than four months ago, my child was beaten up. I asked him who he had offended. At first he refused to tell me, but later he was too impatient to force me and said that he had offended Zhang Bojin and his son. The Zhang family father and son asked someone to beat him."

Zhang Bojin and his son, Feng Shaojun was moved, and this matter was related to the Yuantian Sect. The interrogation of the Yuantian Sect learned from the Yuantian Sect captured by the Guo family that Guo Jingshan often sent his subordinates to blackmail, intimidate, and beat them. Several bones were dug out from the bamboo forest behind the fragrant hall of Guojiazhuang. Will this matter be related to Guo Jingshan? The image described by Captain Jiang is exactly in line with Guo Jingshan.

Thinking of this, Feng Shaojun ordered: "Go and invite Miss Xinfei." Xinfei has lived in the inn in Wenping Mansion for the past few months. Guo Jingshan has not been arrested, so her mission is not over.

After receiving the news that Guo Jingshan was suspected of murdering people from the governor, Xinfei soon came to Qin's house. After hearing Captain Jiang's analysis, he went to the courtyard wall to look at the traces. A special person copied the palm prints and compared them with the palm prints found in Guo's mansion last time, he came to a consistent conclusion. For Xinfei and others, this was undoubtedly good news. Guo Jingshan showed up again. As long as he showed his face, he would definitely leave traces. He followed the traces and found people, but Guo Jingshan could not escape.

The next day, Jiang Anyi was invited to the government office to ask questions as usual. Jiang Anyi had a lot of affection for this senior in charge of the case. His head of the case was the senior, which could be said to be a kind of promotion. Jiang Anyi bowed deeply to governor Feng after the case and said, "Anyi has been to see you for a year. You are better than the past."

Governor Feng laughed and said, "An Yi, you and I are both from Zechang Academy. Speaking of which, I am still your senior, and I am a young man. When I see you think of you back then, I can't help but sigh that I'm old and the new generation will change to old people."

"Your Highness is in your prime, and it is also expected to be a minister. It is a blessing for you to leave Zechang Academy with you and you to be a grandparent."

A spoiled governor Feng laughed repeatedly, and Xinfei, who was sitting beside him, secretly despised him. Jiang Anyi was young and had a perfect skill in beating horses.

After a long journey, Governor Feng began to ask the case: "Jiang Anyi, where were you last night?"

When he came, Jiang Anyi had already learned the reason and responded calmly: "Sir, I drank with a few friends in the inn last night. It was only at the beginning of the day before, and then I rested."

Governor Feng asked a few more questions, and saw that there was nothing suspicious about it. He looked at Xinfei, meaning if she had anything to ask?

"Jiang Anyi, do you know martial arts?" Xinfei said in a surprising way.

Jiang Anyi already knew that Xinfei was a great figure in Longwei, and was deeply wary of her and replied carefully: "Wangsheng likes fists and legs, and later he gave advice from Master Hongxin. He can be considered to be a skillful martial arts."

Last time, a wooden sign of Dharma protectors given by Master Hong Xin was appeared in Jiang Anyi, Anyang Prefecture. I knew that Xinfei respected Master Hong Xin very much, so I pushed him to Master Hong Xin for anything. Sure enough, Xinfei smiled and said, "Master Hong Xin's skills are unfathomable. If you can pass on him, you will have a lot of blessings." She used her eyes to signal to governor Feng, and she had nothing to ask.

The more he looked at Jiang Anyi, the more he liked Jiang Anyi, he smiled and said, "Anyi, I was asking about Qinglou to hold a banquet in the evening, and I will introduce you to the celebrities in Dezhou to fulfill the responsibilities of the seniors."

Jiang Anyi hurriedly said respectfully: "Your sir, Anyi will never forget you."

Of course, Jiang Anyi couldn't let the governor Feng spend money. He came to Wenqinglou early to pay the deposit, and then went to Ping'an Bamboo Art Store to borrow a few clever friends to help welcome customers. The little boss's high school learned about Yuan. The shop's friends were very attentive and rushed to the top. If they could be favored by the little boss and chosen as their close friends, they would be prosperous and prosperous in the future.

Wen Qinglou, with lights hanging on the lanterns and bright lights, Feng Governor of Dezhou is here tonight to invite the new scholar Jie Yuan, Anyi, tonight. Who doesn’t know who knows who doesn’t know, and who doesn’t envy him. Just after the You hour, there were carriages and horses in front of Wen Qinglou. The welcome guy was wearing new clothes and cheering up his spirit to welcome guests in front of the door.

Invitations are hard to get a hundred gold coins. Originally, there were only about one hundred, except for officials and celebrities in the mansion, there were not many invitations left. There were many wealthy businessmen in Wenping’s mansion. This banquet was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them. Even if they couldn’t talk to the prefect and Jiang Anyi, it would be nice to know other noble people. Letting their nephews meet the scene and meet a few friends will also be beneficial to their future.

Liu Yixing came early to help Jiang Anyi welcome guests. He only watched him chat and laugh with every visitor. Jiang Anyi was very lucky that he invited the right person. Zhao Nanzhong also came and chatted with people in the building. After not seeing each other for four months, Zhao Juren has gained a lot of weight and his face is full of redness. It seems that he is living a very comfortable life.

As soon as the hour of Xu arrived, the music became louder. Governor Feng and the officials of the prefecture accompanied Miss Xinfei. Amid the drum music, the maid took the lantern in front of the guide, asked the boss Huang from Qinglou to lead the way personally. Prefect Feng and Jiang Anyi walked hand in hand and walked into the building surrounded by everyone.

Rows of red candles emit charming and bright colors against the backdrop of the bronze mirror. A faint fragrance spreads in the air. The floor was wiped shiny. Dozens of young and beautiful maids stood under the pillars everywhere, each of whom smiled with a smile, quiet and gentle.

There were sixteen tables of banquets in the house, cleverly separated by the screen and the gauze. There was a large ebony table with twenty people sitting in the middle, with golden bowls, jade plates, ivory chopsticks on it, which was endlessly luxurious. Feng Taishou, Jiang Anyi and others sat down, and everyone looked for seats. The maids were interspersed and served like colorful butterflies. After a while, the steaming wine and food were served.

Prefect Feng stood up, coughed lightly, and asked Qingqing Tower to calm down. Only the voice of Feng's full of energy echoed: "Today, Feng held a banquet here to introduce Jiang Anyi, the new Jie Yuanlang of the Duke, to Jiang Jie Yuan."

Jiang Anyi quickly stood up and gave in modesty: "I don't dare to take it. This cup should be the prefect's life, and the princes here."

Everyone was drinking in a hurry, and the music started, "The congratulations banquet was opened, and the flowers were reflected in the deep flower in the painting hall. The auspicious smoke sprayed the beast, and the fragrance of the curtain was revealed. A little star turned into a worldly beauty. The Shaoyin sounded, and two lines of red sleeves were used to persuade the wine of immortality." It was exactly the "Dian Jiang Lip" written by Jiang Anyi at the birthday banquet of the Anyang King. He changed the "birthday celebration" to "congratulations", and sang it and was as romantic as it was.

"An Yi, your song "Dian Jiang Lip" has been sung all over the country. Today's banquet is a good story." Feng Shaojun looked at Jiang Anyi with deep meaning. If Jiang Anyi could write a popular poem at the banquet he made famous, his reputation would naturally rise with the rise.

"The elders are not afraid to say goodbye, so I will think about it." When Jiang Anyi heard that Jiang Anyi was going to make a new poem, everyone calmed down and looked at Jiang Anyi together, waiting.

"The mountain railings and sills lean against the clear sky, and the mountains are in the sky. If you plant the weeping willows in front of the hall, how many spring breezes should be received? The prefect of the article, write ten thousand words and drink a thousand bells. You must be young and look at this man in front of you."

"Okay", the cheers sounded loudly, Feng Shaojun's face turned red with joy, and raised his glass and said, "An Yi, I accept your love. Even if I am silent in this life, I will stay forever because of your name. Come on, I wish you a cup and thank you for your auspicious words."
Chapter completed!