Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

The setting sun casts a gentle glow.

The shadows were lengthened by the setting sun.

The two elderly people walked up the steps hand in hand, with the stone lions on both sides watching them just as they had done more than a decade ago.

This winter, Di Renjie, whose health is deteriorating, may be facing the end of his life, while Di Renxian, who has been out of office for more than ten years, is no different from before.

After passing through the vermilion gate and crossing the threshold, the two walked slowly forward.

The butlers wisely refrained from following.

Di Renxian lowered his voice and asked, "Back then, you brought Cunxi back. Now, so many years have passed, have you gotten the answer you wanted?"

"Time flies, and it has witnessed everything along the way. I think that in these nearly twenty years, I have found all the answers."

"Then why don't you tell me what the answer was to that question back then?"

Di Renjie suddenly stopped, staring blankly ahead.

It was as if I had crossed the river of time and found the answer I had been searching for for a long time.

"He looks a lot like that one, but I always feel..."

"He might not be from here."

“If he were from here, none of this would make sense.”

“I’ve had doubts about this more than once. His age and experience have puzzled me. I don’t deny his intelligence, but I don’t think…”

Di Renjie took a deep breath.

"no no!"

"He is that person's son, born in Jiangzhou, and is now the Emperor of our Great Tang Dynasty."

"No one has been wrong along the way, brother. The only ones who are wrong are King Xia, Mang Sansi, and Mang Sansi's accomplices."

Suppressing all other thoughts, Di Renjie began to move forward.

With Di Renxian's intelligence and wisdom, how could he not see through Di Renjie's thoughts?

The other party must have figured something out, but out of decades of kinship between uncle and nephew and loyalty to Li Cunxi, they couldn't say anything.

or……

Everything was as Di Renxian had said; Li Cunxi was indeed Li Ai's son.

If Li Ai could give birth to Li Wenzhong, the greatest martial artist in the world, he could also give birth to Li Cunxi, a man of unparalleled ability.

"Don't overthink it, second brother. It's all just your imagination!"

Di Renxian stood with his hands behind his back, looking completely nonchalant.

Several years ago, when Li Cunxi returned to Taiyuan for the first time after leaving, he heard about Li Cunxi's experiences in recent years and felt that something was wrong.

With his shrewd eye, he could tell at a glance that Ma Rong and Qiao Tai were definitely not ordinary people.

Li Cunxi, being the descendant of an exile, was the kind of person the emperor least wanted to see. Naturally, he needed to ingrain the principle of avoiding suspicion into his very bones. When facing a powerful figure, he should not only stay away from him, but at the very least avoid competing with him.

But Li Cunxi did the opposite, directly taking the two powerful men as his close followers.

This is totally against common sense!

but……

The old man didn't care about Li Cunxi's true identity; he only knew that when the boy started to remember things, the first word he called out, "Father," was directed at him.

"Brother, you..."

"Second brother, don't think so much. It's true that my second brother is invincible, but do you really believe that someone can come here from somewhere else?"

Di Renxian stopped and gave Di Renjie a meaningful look.

"Or perhaps, Cunxi didn't come from somewhere else, but from many years in the future?"

"Do you believe it?"

Di Renjie hesitated for a moment, then in a daze returned to the day he saved Li Cunxi.

The other person's innocence and naivety are genuine; over the years, they have indeed grown from a child into a mature adult.

"Could it really be my imagination?"

"But if this is all just my imagination, then why did he solve all the cases, starting with the Youzhou case, as if it were child's play?"

"Moreover, Wenzhong also has a big problem. Since Jinghui is Viper, then after Jinghui survived, Wenzhong should have recognized Cunxi. Why did it take so many years?"

“None of this makes sense, brother.”

Faced with Di Renjie's doubts, Di Renxian calmly shook his head.

"You're always used to knowing the truth about every event, but have you ever thought that since the truth of the event is something you can never know, it fully demonstrates that the person who doesn't want you to know is protecting you?"

“Brother, you are too attached to appearances in this matter.”

These words awakened Di Renjie, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind. The close relationship between the uncle and nephew remains to this day.

He himself was the Prince of Zhou of the Tang Dynasty.

It should be noted that such an honor is rarely received by anyone other than members of the Li clan and members of the Wu family.

Li Cunxi's respect and regard for him are self-evident.

If he keeps dwelling on certain things, it will definitely be unacceptable to Li Cunxi.

After another long silence, Di Renjie suddenly hummed in agreement and then smiled.

“You’re right, brother, everyone has their own secrets.”

"If a secret cannot be told, then there must be someone to protect."

“During the Youzhou case, I couldn’t wait to burn down the Yao family’s shop, precisely because I was afraid that the matter of Princess Yiyang, Li Qingxia, would affect Cunxi.”

He seemed to have put aside his curiosity and stepped into the main hall.

Di Renxian, hanging behind, calmly looked at his new younger brother in front of him and silently shook his head.

Having spent so many years with his younger brother, he understood Di Renjie's character better than anyone else.

Di Renjie most likely won't ask Li Cunxi about this secret, but he will definitely ponder it repeatedly...

Only after exhausting all possibilities should one consider why Li Cunxi could resolve everything so easily.

As night fell, Di Renxian sat by the window, sipping his tea. You Huan, who had been arranged to rest in a side room during the day, appeared before him and bowed to him with clasped hands.

"When facing His Majesty, I believe that Lord Youhuan should know better than I what to say and what not to say."

"Regarding my younger brother's return home, I hope that the Pavilion Master of Youhuan Pavilion can report the truth to His Majesty."

You Huan replied respectfully, "This subordinate understands."

Di Renxian then said, "You should also have brought the imperial edict with you; that was for me."

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from Your Highness."

You Huan immediately went out, took out the imperial edict, and handed it to Di Renxian, who stood up straight.

The imperial edict was extremely simple: it conferred the title of Prince of Xi upon Di Renxian and appointed him as the Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince four years later.

After reading the imperial edict, Di Renxian revealed an indescribable expression.

"Your Majesty is truly a genius of all time."

"Four years from now, I will serve as the Crown Prince's tutor. By then, the current Crown Prince will be nearly six years old, a time when he should be guided by morality, but..."

"Whether I can live to see four years from now is another matter."

He stroked his beard and sighed deeply for a long time.

Finally, he asked You Huan, "Then I don't need to go to Luoyang now, do I?"

You Huan bowed again: "This humble general is unaware."