The four little famous arresters and the Jingzhao Mansion's divine arrester Bei Jingyun asked for help at the same time.

The smiling Censor Taichung Prime Minister Xia Yuanhou looked at Liu Daiyan, the young minister of Dali Temple.

"What do you mean by Mr. Liu?"

Liu Daiyan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "There is no one else in the world who can match Bei Jingyun in tracking skills. I don't know martial arts, but I understand this clearly."

"Okay, I'll let Bei Baotou take charge!" Marquis Xia Yuan, who never expressed his opinion, made the final decision.

Later, only Yin Lin Xianghe of Jingzhao Mansion and his three divine arrests were left in the hall.

"Ximen, favoring Ning Changan, this is not your past habit!" Lin Xianghe had a kind look on his face and no reproach in his words.

"I know my mistake!"

"Sir, does Ning Changan really have a problem?" Nan Gucheng said.

"Tell me!"

"Maybe we can trace the prince's whereabouts from Ning Chang'an?"

"Why?" Lin Xianghe became serious.

"Ning Changan is a person who understands the seriousness of matters, but in the face of a major case, it is a strange thing for Ning Changan to go to the ancient temple in the wilderness alone on the outskirts of Chentang County."

"If the prince is alive and related to Ning Changan, why didn't Ning Changan inform Jingzhao Mansion about Mingjing Si Tiangu Tower?" Ximen Qiushui asked.

Nan Gucheng thought about the words for a moment and said, "What if it's the prince's intention?"

Lin Xianghe had no intention of stopping, and Nan Gucheng continued: "Your Majesty went north, accompanied by elite guards, but the entire army was wiped out in Luojiang. Your Majesty is a third-grade Tongyou Realm cultivation level, and he fights on the battlefield. He is ruthless and careful, even if he encounters a situation with a far-reaching cultivation level."

A master who is higher than himself will not leave any indicative clues behind. The sunken ship was searched inside and out, but there are no clues to follow. Apart from the influence of the mastermind behind the incident, is there any possibility that something can be done carefully?

Already."

"So there are no clues about the shipwreck!" Bei Jingyun asked.

"The only reasonable explanation!" Nan Gucheng said.

Lin Xianghe's expression became serious.

I really ignored this aspect!

After pondering for a while, Lin Xianghe said: "Shocking clouds surround Ning Changan. It is up to him to do what Ning Changan does. When necessary, Gucheng and Qiushui will provide convenience. Also, keep an appropriate distance to protect Ning Changan."

"clear!"

The sun fell in the bright courtyard, and Bei Jingyun was no longer in the room. In Nan Gucheng, Ximen Qiushui went out, and Lin Xianghe looked at Liang Zhaoxiang standing in the shadow of the corridor.

"Why don't you talk to the magistrate of Chentang County about Ning Chang'an!"

As the cicadas chirped, Bao Buping went out and looked towards the courtyard where the ancient branches were knotted and the tree canopy was like an umbrella.

"what to do?"

The four little names are arrested, Bao Buping, Feng Buping, Qiao Bu Nian, You Bu Yu.

Headed by Qiao Bu Nian.

Qiao, who remained silent in the hall, did not read a single word: "Myself and I were not satisfied with Ning Changan, and we went to the ancient temple without complaining. After searching to no avail, we stayed there."

The heat wave was rolling in the summer afternoon, and the air seemed to be filled with layers of wrinkles. The four of them separated, each walking to one side.

Walking along the street, Ning Chang'an and Lu Qian passed by the Half Day Bookstore.

Lu Qianxiong is high-spirited and high-spirited.

He carries three talismans and a bronze crossbow with him, but his left hand will always be put into his arms from time to time to touch the two-breaking sword technique given by Ning Changan.

The noisy sound rang out from the Banri Book Club that I had passed by.

It seemed like a quarrel.

Lu Qian was furious.

Turn around and go straight to Banri Book Club.

Anyone who takes the talisman and sword manual and makes things difficult for the book club is provoking the Yamen.

Ning Changan originally wanted to grab Lu Qian because business was more important, but thinking of the "Hunting Picture" he copied hanging in the studio, Ning Changan followed him.

Entering the book club one after another, they were greeted by the hunchbacked turtle spirit grandpa and the futou fairy, with their heads shining brightly, as well as a young man waving a folding fan.

Quite an atmospheric picture.

The waiter was red-faced and had an argument with a young man, and the little fairy with his head was beaming with joy as he put the picture albums one by one into the arms of the turtle spirit grandpa.

"I want this, I want this too, grandpa, I want them all!"

The little fairy was making a fuss, and the turtle spirit's grandfather had long eyebrows and lowered his eyebrows. He deliberately kept a distance from the young master beside him, looking downcast and frustrated that it was not a good place to stay for a long time but he had to stay.

Ning Changan originally wanted to find his grandfather, but when he saw the turtle spirits, big and small, all in the book club, he was overjoyed. Xiaoxian liked the picture album, which meant that there were not many obstacles in getting the turtle spirits into the water, so he looked at the young master.

It felt a bit familiar, and after a little thought, Ning Changan, who has a photographic memory, remembered that he had met him on the street when he left the county town in the early morning.

In the dim light of morning, there were only a few people walking on the street. The man holding the folding fan shook his head, which was extremely unseemly! The memory is very deep.

Yang Qifu, who is tall and big, with arms that can stand up to a person, is the coordinate and is easy to identify. Grandpa is easier to recognize than Yang Qifu.

The little fairy with a hunchback, a cane, a bald head, a flat face, and a fu head is one of a kind. Lu Qian, who rushed in with all his strength, was instantly deflated, his legs became weak, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw, but when he thought of Ning Changan behind him, he directly pulled out

The target was the young man waving the folding fan.

"What are you arguing about?"

There is a world in the sleeves, a girl in colorful clothes, and the young man in the paper sedan chair was stunned.

"Are you talking to me?"

"It's you I'm talking about. Why am I stunned? You seem to be a cultured person. You buy books that are cultured, thoughtful, and connotative. Why don't you have the straightforwardness of a cultured person? You babble and argue endlessly with your clerks.

I didn’t know that there was Yan Ruyu in the book and there was a golden house in the book.”

Grandpa Wugui Jing’s hands were trembling, he looked at Lu Qian and said to himself: “You are really fearless if you don’t know anything!”

"Are you talking about me?"

Mr. Folding Fan looked at Lu Qian.

"Is there anyone else? I don't know how precious these books are. The young master from the capital is not willing to take money easily. The picture books are suitable for all ages, and the picture scrolls can be hung in the hall, filling the hall with a bright atmosphere."

"By the way, how much silver? It can't be cheap!"

"One hundred taels" the waiter said with joy.

Lu Qian shivered.

Grandpa's hand shook and a picture album fell to the floor.

"Books and picture albums are the ladder of human progress," the guy added.

The young man in white looked livid, "Who said this is nonsense!"

"The big beard from the north!" the waiter said with a learned and arrogant look on his face.

Lu Qian glanced at Ning Changan from the corner of his eye, waiting for the young detective's reaction.

Then I heard Ning Changan say: "One hundred taels, I want it!"

Lu Qian was choked up and couldn't keep up with Ning Changan's thought of the antelope hanging its horns. He thought to himself: "What are you trying to do? Is it just a show with a high price?"

The chief catcher of the Chentang County Yamen did not know that King Yu and his concubines were included in the original "Hunting Picture". The picture in front of him was copied by Ning Changan, and it was also a piece of cake!

There were many pictures in the studio, but Mr. Folding Fan only chose "Hunting Picture". The price of a hundred taels might give some clues like looking at the moon in the water.

The waiter was shrewd. He looked at Ning Changan, who was pretending to be real, with a look of disgust on his face, "In this world, there will always be people who cheat and cheat, and there will also be those who know the goods with their sharp eyes. There is a gap!"

Since the establishment of the book club, the clerk has been close to Zhu Zhechi, who has been influenced by Li Xingzhu and Ning Changan. He has quick thinking and a sharp tongue.

Mr. Folding Fan's eyes swept over Lu Qian, Ning Changan, the waiter and the turtle spirit grandpa on the other side one by one.

Ning Changan didn't feel anything, but Lu Qian and the two men felt like they had been stabbed in the heart, and they were terrified!

"A gentleman has the beauty of adulthood! Why don't I give it to you?"

Ning Changan further tested him, and his words were perfect and appropriate, which made people less angry.

Mr. Folding Fan's gaze was fixed on Ning Chang'an. Before he could speak, a mellow voice sounded.

"One hundred and twenty taels, I want it!"

"You are numb"

Guys gotta jump.
Chapter completed!