Chapter 152: Interrogate Hengyuan

　　 The next day, Xu Qi'an squatted under the eaves, brushing his teeth and washing his face, calling out in his mind: "Master Shenshu?"
　　 No one responded.
　　 "Master? You said last night that I and you are the same kind of people, so I just want to ask, does Ning also pick up silver every day?"
　　 No one responded.
He is usually in deep sleep, after all, it is a sealed item...I will try to summon again after looking back. If there is still no response, then use my hot and soft body to warm his cold body, I can barely accept it... Xu Qi'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
　　 Putting on a handsome messenger and his long hair, Xu Qi'an hung a black gold long knife on his back, turned over the one-foot-high wall, and went to the main house for breakfast.
　　 put his hand on the handle of the knife, and suddenly thought that Jianzheng gave him the knife at the beginning, is it a kind of favor?
　　 "...I'm too drifting, how could a first-class master show me well. However, this knife matches my "Sword of Heaven and Earth" very well, thank you Jianzheng."
Ok?
　　 Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped, staring at the same place.
The black gold long knife was given by Jianzheng, and "Heaven and Earth One Sword" was sent by Si Tianjian. The black gold long knife and "Heaven and Earth One Sword" are very compatible, and Jianzheng knows that I am carrying weird luck... early morning. In the cold wind, Xu Qi'an shivered slowly.
　　 At this moment, he has a sense of urgency that "the otherworldly routine is deep, I want to return to Earth".
　　 "Hoo... take one step and look one step at a time, first improve your strength and status, and talk about the next thing later."
　　 After clearing up his emotions, Xu Qi'an came to the front hall. The sky was dark and bright. Aunt and second uncle were sitting at the dining table for dinner. Lu'e was also sitting at the dining table, with a small bean curd on his lap.
　　 "Big Brother!" Xu Lingyin greeted enthusiastically, and quietly moved the meat buns and fried dough sticks in his arms.
　　...It's really a plastic brother-sister relationship. Xu Qi'an sat down, poured himself a bowl of porridge, and glanced at the beautiful woman:
　　 "Auntie gets up so early?"
　　The early aunt is in a bad mood and doesn't like to care about her nephew very much. The white and slender jade fingers are twisting the porcelain spoon, stirring the rice porridge, and said lightly:
　　 "Lingyue is unwell, I just went to visit."
　　 "What's the matter?" Xu Qi'an frowned, he was still very concerned about Qingli and refined girl.
　　 "Daughter's family..." Aunt whispered, not wanting to explain.
　　 Oh, the auntie is here...but if the auntie comes, she won't be able to visit her. So, is it dysmenorrhea?
　　 The famous detective Xu Qi'an came to a conclusion.
　　 After eating breakfast, Xu Qi'an said, "I'm going to visit Lingyue."
　　 The second uncle and aunt have no objection. The advantage of the military commander family is that there is no cumbersome set of rules in the scholarly family.
　　For example, between brothers and sisters or siblings, you should keep a fixed distance when you talk. You must first salute when you meet. You can't get along for a long time in private, unless you have several brothers and sisters together.
Etc., etc.
　　 Otherwise, Xu Lingyue is embarrassed at this time, she should refuse to be an elder.
　　 "Cauldron, Cauldron...I want to see my sister too." Xu Lingyin jumped off Lu'e's thigh and held Xu Qi'an by the corner of his clothes.
　　 Xu Qi'an thought she was walking slowly, and caught her under the creaky nest, and soon reached the door of Xu Lingyue's boudoir, knocked on the door, and said:
　　 "Sister? Aunt said you are not feeling well?"
　　 Xu Lingyue's weak body came from the room: "I, I'm fine..."
　　 "Can you come in, brother?" Xu Qi said in heart, do you want to clean up the cloth used to wipe the wound?
　　 "Squeak..." The maid opened the door and greeted Xu Qi'an and Xiaodouding into the house.
　　 Xu Lingyue lay on the bed, leaning on her side, holding her belly, her delicate eyebrows frowned, and her pretty face pale.
　　 This looks a bit serious...Does it really hurt so much?... Xu Qi calmed and said: "Come to Kuishui, have you ever drunk the medicine?"
　　 Xu Lingyue was stunned, her pale face flushed with two blushes, and she shook her head: "Mother said it would be fine if you take it hard..."
　　 There was a little grievance in her tone.
　　 is just a little girl after all, lying on the bed enduring the pain, alone, only by the maid.
　　Dysmenorrhea is a common problem in this era. After all, it is not a disease. It will be better after a while. For most of the low- and middle-level civilians, the undead do not need to see a doctor.
　　 I remember whether brown sugar tea can cure dysmenorrhea? Forget it, look back for Chu Caiwei to have a look...
　　 Xu Lingyin walked to the bed, stretched out short fingers, smoothed her frowning brows for her sister, and looked at her elder brother pitifully:
　　 "Sister is going to die?"
　　 Xu Lingyue: "..."
　　 "Sister will not die." Xu Qi'an comforted her.
　　 "What's wrong with that sister." Xu Lingyin asked scaredly.
　　Dysmenorrhea, you don’t understand...Kwaishui, you don’t understand...Xu Qi'an thought for a moment, yes, he touched Xu Lingyin’s head and explained in plain language:
　　 "My sister is too sensible and doesn't know how to make trouble, so she feels uncomfortable. When she becomes a troublemaker in the future, her stomach will not hurt anymore."
　　Dysmenorrhea will be relieved if married in the future, or even not. Therefore, Xu Qi'an's explanation can be described as accurate and easy to understand, which is rare in the world.
　　Xu Lingyin, a stupid child like Xu Lingyin understood, nodded suddenly, his little face was very serious: "I also want to be a troublemaker, so that my stomach won't hurt in the future."
　　 "Big, big brother...what are you talking to her." Xu Lingyue couldn't understand, but she felt that what Xu Qi'an said was strange.
　　 "You have a good rest." Xu Qi'an gently squeezed the girl's face and left with Xiaodouding.
　　On the way back to the front hall, he saw Xiao Douding running into the garden, grabbing a handful of dirt, and hiding it sneakily in the palm of his hand.
　　What does she want to do? Xu Qi'an was taken aback.
　　 Back in the lobby, the second uncle and aunt were still eating, the former asked: "Is Lingyue better?"
　　 "It's hurting..." When Xu Qi'an was speaking, he saw Xu Lingyin climb onto the stool, with a small body supporting the edge of the table, and throwing the black mud into a big pot of porridge in front of her parents.
　　 Then, she stood on the stool and let out a sigh of relief so that she wouldn't have a stomachache.
　　 Auntie and Second Uncle's faces were stiff, they turned their heads inch by inch, looking at the young girl: "What are you...what are you doing?"
　　 "I'm making trouble!" Xu Lingyin proudly said, "I will definitely make trouble in the future, unlike my sister, who always troubles parents."
　　 After finishing speaking, she pinched her waist, waiting for her parents to praise her.
Aunt 　　 thought of the cockroach, and for a time new and old hatred was surging in her heart, and she picked up her neck, put it on her thigh, and slapped her ass.
　　 Xiaodouding was not convinced, crying while defending: "Mother, why are you hitting me."
Aunt 　　 slapped her hands and greeted non-stop: "Are you so confident when you throw mud in the porridge?"
　　 "Big brother taught me. Big brother said that as long as you make trouble, your stomach won’t hurt..."
　　 Auntie exploded in anger, and Liu eyebrows were erected: "Xu Ningyan, you are teaching her anything wrong."
　　 "The weather is really good today, Second Uncle, I'm going to the Yamen first." Xu Qi'an ran away bumpy.
　　...
　　 Beat more people's yamen, dungeons.
　　As a temporary offender, Hengyuan was fortunate not to be tortured. He was only lashed twice by the jailer when he first arrived. The reason was that Tie Gongzi was not as clean as him.
　　 A smelly monk without oil and water.
　　 "Kang Dang..." The door of the cell was opened, and the jailer shouted at the shackled burly monk: "I have an adult who wants to ask questions, come out."
　　 Hengyuan opened his eyes, got up, and followed the jailer to the interrogation room.
　　 In the slightly dim interrogation room, a masculine and handsome gong sits on a large chair, staring sharply at him.
　　 Hengyuan knew this gong, and when the enthusiastic No. 3 helped him hide and evade search, he had seen this gong. At that time, he was standing on the ridge of the roof, pressing the knife with one hand, with a straight waist and extraordinary bearing.
　　 "Master, please sit down, this official has a few questions to ask you." Xu Qi'an said, he looked at the monk with the Chinese character face and the rough features.
　　 At first glance, he seems to be a reckless man, but if you observe carefully, you will find that his eyes are bright, calm, and his temperament is deep and restrained.
　　 Hengyuan folded his hands together, saluted, and then sat down.
　　 "Name." Xu Qi'an lowered his head to drink tea.
　　 "The monk has no name, but the poor monk is far away."
　　 "Age."
　　 "Thirty."
　　 Xu Qi'an raised his head in surprise and glanced at him. I remembered a joke: Uncle, how did you stay so young.
　　 Stay up late.
　　 Then you are so precious this year.
　　 is twenty years old.
　　 Hengyuan looked at the number of forty, close to fifty....Are you staying up every day...Xu Qi'an complained.
　　 "Born."
　　 "Qinglong Temple monk."
　　 "What kind of repair?"
　　 "Eight rank monk."
　　 Xu Qi'an frowned, and tapped his finger on the tabletop: "Don't play tricks with me."
　　 An 8-rank monk who can kill people in the Yuan Bo Mansion at night, and easily and seriously injure two bronze gongs in the aura-training realm, leaving without any injuries himself?
　　 Hengyuan said in a deep voice: "The poor monk is indeed an eighth rank monk."
　　Eighth-rank monk...I remember that there is something very strange in the Buddhist practice system~EbookFREE.me~ The next rank of the 9th-rank novice monk is the 7th-rank mage, so I skipped the 8th-rank monk directly.
　　 Are there two systems in Buddhism? Since there are two systems, why are they merged together? Also, what is the next rank of the monk?
　　 Xu Qi'an asked the doubts in his heart, and Hengyuan shook his head: "Qinglong Temple has no corresponding unique school, only westward can know."
　　 Only westbound can you know? Then there are probably no relevant records in the Yamen case....These are trivial issues.... Xu Qi'an said:
"Henghui has passed away, and the bones of the Pingyang princess have been found. Your Majesty has issued a report today. Ping Yuanbo, the Minister of War Shangshu Zhang Feng, and the Hubu all gave the three Zhongming Sun Zhongming murdered their clan relatives and the Yi tribe. You can rest assured."
　　 "Amitabha." Hengyuan closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.
　　 "Originally, you strayed into this case by accident, and the caller will not hold you accountable, but should you explain to the official, what is this?"
　　 Xu Qi'an took out a small jade mirror from his arms, slammed it, and threw it on the table.
　　 This small jade mirror was found from the bottom of the well, and it was a No. 6 fragment belonging to Hengyuan.
　　PS: I have a cervical spondylosis and it hurts to death. I code for half an hour and lie down on the bed for a while, and code for half an hour and lie on the bed for a while. I really can't sit still, it hurts too much.
　　 The leader of the next chapter should be added, um, it should be... I will continue to code, but I don’t guarantee the time of the code. Let’s see it tomorrow morning. If you can’t update it, then tomorrow will be the fourth chapter, so don’t stay up late and wait. I do not guarantee that it will be updated at night.
　　 The cervical spine is too painful, so go and lie down for a while.