"Yin Sheng, the case is about the case..." No matter what female thief, don't always call me, it's not my director.

"This case has been delayed for a long time, now it is the character in the cabinet. Will it be your desk in the future? Also, you will also be the local official in the future. Criminal cases are one of your responsibilities." Cheng Lin said unhappily. It's not you, you, I have so many troubles? [..com]

But he vaguely felt that Zheng Lang was very smart. He dragged him into the water for a while and might help him.

It seems reasonable. Once you pass the Jinshi and want to be appointed as an official, there is no big problem in the central government. For example, even if you are a reincarnated Confucius, you can only be a good person in the central government and become some irrelevant deputy positions. You can transfer to the local area. If you are a county magistrate or a prefect, you will not only manage civil affairs or the people, but also be a public security officer when you have a case, and work with other officials to solve the case and try the case.

He pinched his nose, walked a few steps, and said, "I have to give up my ugly face so late."

"It's okay, come, come, come," Cheng Lin was happy instead. The little guy was speaking, and he was ugly. Not only did he agree to help, he might also take the initiative to participate. It was not as mysterious as he thought, but he was also somewhat mysterious. First, he brought the little maid and said gently: "Don't be afraid, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will explain it to Manager Yan for you later."

"Thank you Jie Yuan," the little maid was overjoyed.

No one can persuade his master, but only Xiao Jieyuan's words must be heard.

This is the same as Cheng Lin's approach. He first comforts, otherwise he may not remember what happened a few days ago.

He asked again: "Think about it, what is special about that beautiful man?"

"Just pretty, oh, by the way. I speak in a northern accent."

Zheng Lang and Cheng Lin looked at each other. This one was very problematic. There was a smell of smell in front and a woman with a northern accent appeared behind. However, the two of them shook their heads tacitly, which was incredible.

Both motivation and conditions are possible. This time, the Khitan attached great importance to congratulations to the old lady. First, he sent the Fengxian Jiedushi, and the Shaofu Supervisor Zhang Tuibao to congratulate the old lady, but he was afraid that the etiquette would be lighter. Then he sent the Zuo Xiao Guard General Xiao Cha and the Anton Jiedushi Xia Hengmi to congratulate the old lady again.

They were messengers, and they would not bring their relatives except for the gifts from Khitan and the soldiers who followed them.

However, there were not too many female relatives in the Khitan. After decades of peace, the two countries had close contacts. Although the border defense was investigated very closely, both countries had people crossed the border, doing business, or communicating with each other. The simplest example is that there was a story in the later "Erke Paiwen Surprise". There was a little Taoist priest named Zhou Guoneng in Shandong, who had a chess skills and was invincible in the world. I heard that the Khitan had a great power player, a beautiful girl. So he killed the Khitan territory and killed the great power player into his own wife. It was also considered that he fought for a small light for the Song Dynasty.

There are also many Khitans in Tokyo, and the envoys will not bring their female relatives, but these Khitans have female relatives. As long as they get the manuscript and give it to the four envoys, how can they ask for it?

And the little emperor of the Liao Dynasty really liked the "small paths" such as calligraphy and painting. The Song Dynasty was so evil that Zheng Lang was also stingy. Maybe these Khitan slaves did something indecent to please the little emperor.

But he is the emperor in the end!

The two of them did not dare to think up.

Zheng Lang continued: "Don't be anxious, think about her appearance slowly."

As he said that, he called someone to send a piece of ink carbon and a knife. Without a pencil, he had to use this clumsy method. He sharpened the ink carbon with a knife and brought a piece of white paper. He began to sketch based on the description of the little maid. This is why Zheng Lang participated.

Now there are some yamen runners who paint according to the confessions of others, and then use these pictures and pictures to chase the prisoners, but they are not very similar. Therefore, Lu Zhishen lives a happy life with a swagger. If you want to have a look, you have to use Western sketches to draw. Chinese paintings have similar spirits and similar meanings, but their similarities are a little bit different.

"This thing is good," Cheng Lin was overjoyed when Zheng Lang saw Zheng Lang's vivid image of the young man gradually appeared on the white paper according to the maid's speech.

"Emperor Cheng, even if it is there, it is not easy to check," Zheng Lang poured cold water in time.

If it was done by the Khitans, it would be easy to check. Although there are many Khitans in the capital, they are all registered. Even if there are many, there are only a few hundred people, and at most one thousand people are amazing. How many people can be left after removing the old man and the young girl? Then, they will be eliminated one by one, and you will soon be able to despise people.

But is that possible?

It's not a Khitan, that's very troublesome. It's a man, and he can also send someone to check it out. Such a beautiful young man said that his maid's confession said that he was dressed very well, like a noble man, who was mostly hidden in the boudoir courtyard and rarely paid attention to it, so it's even harder to check it out. Moreover, it may be a coincidence.

The maid confirmed it again, and after several revisions, it was very similar, so she handed over the drawing to Cheng Lin.

I hope he will solve the case sooner, otherwise it will become Zheng Lang's heart disease.

Cheng Lin took the draft and went to secretly investigate. But the capital city regarded this as a joke, and these elegant thieves were too awesome.

...

As the end of the year approached, Old Song returned to the capital from Zhengzhou again. Several empresses brought messages to him to study with peace of mind and not to be troublesome.

The spread was quickly, the manuscript disappeared and the conversation on Feng's house also reached Zhengzhou. The empresses were really worried. Why did their son have nothing to do at home? So many things happened as soon as they arrived in the capital. Old Song held it in a long time before he came to think of a metaphor and said, "Auntie, Xiao Lang is at home, it looks like a strange flower blooming in the deep mountains. No one asked about the path. When he arrived in the capital, he was like this strange flower, transported into the capital, so the viewers were like a mountain."

The aunt was happy and waved her hand and gave a lot of rewards to the employees in the store, and waived all the tenants for one year's rent. She also took out a batch of money to the relatives of the second, third, fourth, and fifth, and even the relatives of the sixth, seventh, and seventh, who were outside the city, were also happy from the city to the outside of the city.

But he still brought this sentence.

Zheng Lang Weiwei.

But another guest went to the door and Master Zhiri's disciples saw that they could not see him directly. The young monk reported his Dharma number and asked Manager Yan to notify him. Manager Yan learned about Zheng Lang's friendship with Master Zhiri, and entered the inner courtyard and reported to Zheng Lang.

The monk missed him.

Not only did he accept Zheng Lang, his disciple, feel happy, but he also missed Zheng Lang's new songs. However, he owed too many days to teach the piano and could not get the songs. However, this time he entered the capital, Zheng Lang did not visit him once. The monk was anxious and sent his disciples to invite Zheng Lang.

I will teach you the days I owe early, and give me a new song. Amitabha. I have sinned and greedy again.

After all, he was one of his teachers. After hearing this, Zheng Lang prepared a carriage and followed the little monk to the temple where Zhiri was. He met the big monk and sang: "Hello, Master."

"Why not come?"

"There are many things, so we should prevent the examinations from being tested. We are afraid that we will not have enough studies, but we will bring you something to our later years." As he said that, he took out a robe from his pocket, which was sewn and woven with Fuzhou lotus gauze, Jiang Xing'er and Si'er, and then he took it to his own dyeing workshop to dye it with patterns. After coming to the capital, he never visited Zhiri. So this robe was not sent. It is not suitable to wear it now, but if you wear it in summer, this light robe will be very cool.

Zhiri took it with a smile. The boy realized that he was good and he was peaceful. All the people in the capital said that this boy would have to make a fortune in the future, but this boy pretended that it didn't happen, and he wanted to do it!

Zheng Lang said again: "There is another gift."

As he said that, he found five more piano scores from his pocket. His appearance was achieved through hard work. Even if there was a bug and he didn't study hard, he would not have the achievements he had today. Time was tight, so he just took the time to write five piano scores and gave them to the monk.

Zhiri was so happy. At this moment, he had already left behind his greed. He said, "Then do you want to owe you more sun?"

"It's okay, I'll give you a gift. There are dozens of musical scores here in Wansheng, but I don't have time to write them."

"Why don't you write..." The monk grabbed his clothes and quickly put them down. He said, "I have forced him to do that. The little donor is finally a man in the world and must concentrate on his studies."

Not only did he study, but he also seemed to hear some Confucianism he had done. He would probably spend more time on Confucianism. Although he was talented, would he take more time to compose a song to satisfy himself?

Now I am willing.

I sat down and learned the piano for a day. In fact, I relaxed occasionally, especially the piano, which can better cultivate my sentiment.

Moreover, I knew that the Ri was a person outside the world, and there was no yu and no desire, and the sound of the piano was even more ethereal. When I walked out, I felt as if my heart was calm.

As soon as I arrived at the inn, two people came to the inn, one was his teacher Liu Chu, and the other was Feng Yuan.

He saluted first, and then asked strangely: "Feng Jiao, why did you come to the inn?"

His identity is very noble and comes very strange.

"Look," Feng Yuan gave him a stack of paper. Zheng Lang opened it and looked surprised on his face. His answer with Feng Yuan was only related to academic disputes, without royal **. This discussion did not require taboos, so it spread quickly and it reached Luoyang.

It is possible that Ouyang Xiu had this idea long ago, and like Zheng Lang, he had no status and dared not write it out. It is possible that Zheng Lang gave birth to this idea in advance. This famous "Yi Tongzi Question" was released several years in advance.

It is slightly different from the article in history that is nearly 10,000 words long. This article only has about 5,000 words. However, in ancient times, articles with more than 5,000 words were very long.

The main meaning is similar, divided into three volumes. The first two volumes mainly talk about the hexagram words of the sixty-four hexagrams and the great meaning of the "Tuanxiang Zhuan". This is also possible, but the problem appears in the third volume. The "Wenyan Yan Gua Sutra" has been repeatedly verified, including one of the evidences used by Zheng Lang to prove benevolence and righteousness. One yin and one yang are called Tao, and the one who follows it is good. The article "Xi Ci Zhuan" does not come from a single person. It is not a work of a saint. It is impossible.

It was written by Confucius. However, he was still rigorous in his studies, or he was also afraid of causing controversy, so he said that it should be "it was called Yi Da Chuan in the early Han Dynasty" because "those who study the scriptures all had great Chuan in the early Han Dynasty". It was the great Chuan in the early Han Dynasty, and somehow it turned into the great Chuan in Confucius. However, the classics of the previous life and the classics of later generations were perfect, and there was no need to hold on to the dead dogma and not blame them, and you can still learn from them.

This is how I explained it, but I was afraid of causing controversy. I happened to be in Luoyang to report to Feng Yuan by taking advantage of the fast horse that was reported by Luoyang, so I asked Feng Yuan to give it to him and correct me.
Chapter completed!