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

After being back for so long, Li Yuanfang has not yet grown into a top-notch master, which makes Li Cunxi really uncomfortable.

It should be noted that when a first-rate master grows into a super first-rate master, Li Cunxi will have a full ten free attribute points at his disposal.

That’s exactly ten o’clock!

"There is no battle in the Blue Shirt Record that can help Brother Yuan Fang to rise to the top. It seems that we can only postpone it until the Bleeding Eagle Case in a month."

“When the Headless Horseman attacks, I will let Brother Yuan Fang charge forward under pressure. He will no longer be afraid of ghosts, and naturally he will complete the sublimation of his soul and become a top-notch expert.”

"Shh, I get excited just thinking about this. By then, there will be top-notch masters on both sides. When the Snake Spirit case is over, my eldest brother will be in front and Su Xian'er will be behind. With three top-notch masters and one top-notch master, we can sweep the world wherever we go."

As Li Cunxi thought about it, he actually became excited.

But once the excitement wears off, you still have to do what you have to do.

It happened more than three years after the Snake Spirit case, and almost a year after the Youzhou case.

After more than a month, the Bleeding Eagle case is over, and it's time for me to have some free time.

"Sir, I wrote it again. Please take a look and see if I made any typos or anything. Please check it."

Lu Dayou handed over the written Thousand Character Essay respectfully and lowered his head very politely.

"Dayou, why are you being so polite to me? Let's not be so polite to each other from now on. I'll call you Dayou and you'll call me Cunxi."

"Speaking of which, I am still taking advantage of you. You should know that you are now the brother of Jili Khan!"

Li Cunxi took the Thousand Character Classic while joking and began to look through it carefully.

Lu Dayou smiled naively and said, "My lord, I am just a rough man. Jili Khan called me Brother Khan only because I saved him. If I really regarded myself as Brother Khan, I am afraid I will not be able to see you again in the future."

"Your Majesty is a real man, I don't think he would do that... I really can't tell if there are any mistakes in what you wrote. Your handwriting is really hard to recognize. Why don't I teach you how to write?"

"Thank you, sir!"

Li Cunxi came to the desk, picked up the pen and prepared to write.

A picture suddenly flashed through my mind.

He almost forgot something important!

The main storyline of The Blue Shirt Story is about to officially begin, and the Dean of the Academy, Wu Xiaojie, has not yet been severely injured by the men sent by Xu Shide, the proofreader of Chongwenguan.

In other words, the "Blue Shirt Records" which contained one third of the King of Yue's treasure map was still under the south wall of the Chongwenguan Library!

"It's not easy. Chongwen Hall is inside the East Palace. It's hard to say if there are any experts inside the East Palace. It won't take long to go to Jiangnan to recruit Long Feng."

"The only person I can use is Qiao Tai. I don't know how good Qiao Tai is at Qinggong..."

Li Cunxi raised his head and glanced at Qiao Tai who was practicing hard outside the window. He shook his head slowly and said:

"Whatever, whatever, you are not destined to be with me. I will play tricks on you when the Huzhou case comes."

After calming himself down, Li Cunxi picked up the brush and taught Lu Dayou how to write stroke by stroke.

Li Cunxi's own calligraphy was not much better, but it was still much better looking than Lu Dayou's scribbles.

After a whole afternoon of patient instruction, Lu Dayou's handwriting had improved significantly, making rapid progress.

"As expected of a natural official."

Li Cunxi walked out of the study and said to Qiao Tai:

"Buy me some cakes. Remember, no mung bean cakes. I'm tired of them."

"Got it, sir. I'll go right away." Qiao Tai responded and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment." Li Cunxi took out some silver and stuffed it into Qiao Tai's pocket. "Buy some and keep the rest for drinking."

"Thank you, sir."

Qiao Tai happily took the silver and left. After leaving Di Mansion, he went to Tianjie to buy cakes.

Tianjie in Chang'an is one of the most lively areas. Looking around, you can see small stalls and vendors selling their wares along the street.

After finding a stall selling fried spring rolls, Qiao Tai ate seven or eight spring rolls first, then drank a pot of tea before going to look at the pastry shop.

More than a month ago, a princess was murdered in Tianjie. However, this place did not become deserted because of the murder of the princess. Instead, the authorities deliberately turned a blind eye to the matter.

There used to be only five or six pastry shops along the street, but now there are more than a dozen.

Qiao Tai had never been here before, so he just went from house to house.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

As soon as I entered a store, the owner greeted me warmly.

"Do you have any softer pastries in your store? I don't want the hard ones."

Qiao Tai suddenly recalled the days in Di Mansion in Taiyuan. Li Cunxi had never eaten Taiyuan's hard pastries.

"Sir, please take a look. If you want to buy something, you can come closer and take a closer look."

The shop owner led Qiao Tai to the counter and introduced them one by one.

There were many types of pastries, but when Qiao Tai looked around, he didn't seem to want to eat any of them.

Although this was bought for Li Cunxi, how could Li Cunxi like this pastry that even his close attendant looked down upon?

Looking over one by one, Qiao Tai just shook his head.

Suddenly, someone behind him said, "Isn't this Brother Qiao Tai?"

When Qiao Tai heard someone calling out his name, he quickly turned around and looked carefully.

He saw a strong man wearing linen clothes, fast boots, with a short sword on his waist, facing him with a joyful expression.

"Isn't this Brother Chen Yiqu?"

"Since we parted in Taiwu Village, we haven't seen each other for eight years!"

"But I don't want to meet again in a place like this."

The man said happily:

"Brother Qiao Tai, it's not easy for us to meet, why don't we go have a drink together?"

Seeing his old friend like this, Qiao Tai couldn't refute it. He turned around and looked at the shop owner and said:

"Pack up some of your best snacks for me, pack them up as a package, and then pack another package of snacks, and charge for them together."

After saying that, Qiao Tai looked at Chen Yiqu and said:

"Wait a moment, brother. I have now accepted you as my disciple and will do something for you. Today I am buying some cakes for you. When I send these cakes back to the mansion, I will talk to you and then come out to drink with you."

When Chen Yiqiu heard that Qiao Tai was working for others, he knew his limits and followed Qiao Tai.

Seeing Qiao Tai casually taking out some change to pay the bill, he couldn't help but stare at him eagerly.

"After seven or eight years of separation, I didn't expect Brother Qiao Tai to be so generous now."

Chen Yiqu felt his pocket and found that he only had enough money for a meal and some wine.

If I hadn't met Qiao Tai, I would have been hungry and spent the night in the beggar area in Chang'an.

"This is all given by the young master. Since I have followed you, I have no worries about food or clothing. I live in a mansion instead of a mud house."

Qiao Tai smiled, not to show off, but simply sighed.

Ever since he met Li Cunxi more than three years ago, he has not known what it feels like to be hungry.

"Okay, let's go." Qiao Tai took the two bags of pastries and said.