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

In the inn.

Li Cunxi has woken up.

After taking a look at Ma Rong and Qiao Tai who were snoring loudly, Li Cunxi got up helplessly, put on his clothes, went out and sat down on the first floor.

When the waiter saw Li Cunxi coming down, he immediately came to greet him.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

"Give me a bowl of plain noodles."

"Okay, just wait!"

Li Cunxi sat on the bench, closed his eyes and thought about what would happen next.

According to the development of the plot, the murder of the delegation can be traced back to two years ago, when the Turks broke through the Youzhou city.

At that time, the Turks sent troops to every village, looted all the food, money, livestock and poultry, and demanded that the people in each village go with them.

The Turks used brutal means to force the folks of Youzhou to follow them out of the border, but unexpectedly the government troops suddenly came back and rescued the folks!

That year, Li Cunxi was still in Pengze County and following Di Renjie, so he naturally knew about this matter.

After the villagers were rescued, Fang Qian said that these people were traitors and it was good enough that they were not beheaded. How could they want to go home?

Fortunately, Wu Zetian was merciful and not only issued an amnesty order, but also sent consolation money to Youzhou, and ordered that it must be handed over to the hands of county magistrates.

Then there was the incident of embezzlement of relief funds, and eight of the nine county magistrates died, with another set to die within a few days.

The compensation money was swallowed up and the land was confiscated. What a case of the officials forcing the people to rebel!

These people were left with nowhere else to go, so they had to send their young and strong men to Youzhou City to file a complaint, which led to the mob jailbreak in Youzhou City.

The cause and effect of the plot quickly went through his mind, and Li Cunxi suddenly felt hungry. Just then the waiter came over with noodles, and Li Cunxi began to eat with relish.

"Sir, I was wondering why I didn't see you when I woke up. Turns out you came down to eat."

"What do you mean by eating? You are eating noodles!"

"You two are both from the south, you are not used to eating noodles, and seeing that you two were sleeping soundly and snoring loudly, I didn't call you."

Ma Rong and Qiao Tai, who came down from the second floor, sat happily next to Li Cunxi.

"Waiter, bring two pots of good wine, a few plates of meat, and two bowls of rice."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"

Ma Rong gave a thumbs up and said, "Young Master is so heroic."

"I can't let you two starve."

After Li Cunxi finished speaking, he started to slurp noodles.

In his previous life, he was from the Central Plains, and in this life, he has lived in the north since he could remember.

Seven years was enough time for his eating habits to change completely. As for the three years in Jiangzhou, he even felt a little uncomfortable eating rice.

What I eat more now is this bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles.

"After we finish eating, we should set off. Now we have to rest and travel as fast as possible to reach Youzhou City."

While slurping his noodles, Li Cunxi told about his plans for the moment.

Ma Rong and Qiao Tai didn't care. They had long been accustomed to this kind of wandering life, and their life now was much more comfortable than before.

In the past, we didn’t have meat to eat and wine to drink every day.

"Don't worry, sir. At our speed, we can reach Youzhou in three days at most."

"okay."

Calculating the time, even if Uncle Di Renjie walked slowly, he should have arrived in Youzhou city by now.

According to what Di Renjie said before they parted, he would arrive one day later than expected to make it convenient for Li Cunxi to meet him.

Li Cunxi also calculated the time well. The day after Di Renjie arrived in Youzhou, he would meet a group of villagers who had been hungry for two days in Daliushu Village.

Although the villagers would be hungry for one more day, they would definitely not starve to death.

In order to investigate the case and for their better lives in the future, we have no choice but to let them bear the consequences.

……

into the night!

Youzhou Governor's Mansion!

Fang Qian wrote the secret letter, folded it and put it in an envelope.

Sima Wu Yizi happened to arrive just then. After the two talked for a while, Fang Qian handed the envelope to Wu Yizi.

"Yizhi, you must send someone to tell the Lord that I already know that Di Renjie is coming, so I will naturally act with caution. I hope the Lord will be careful and not let Di Renjie find out."

"Don't worry, I'll be there right away!"

Soon, Wu Yizheng arrived at Tianbao Silver Bank wearing night clothes.

At this time, Tianbao Silver House not only did not close its doors to customers, but opened its doors wide and loaded the goods onto the trucks.

Wu Yizhi found the leader and called out, "Ma Wu!"

The leader immediately smiled and came over and said, "Boss, you are finally here."

"Are you all ready?" Wu Yizi didn't bother to talk nonsense and asked directly.

"I'm waiting for you."

"Tell that gentleman that the situation is very tense right now, and he must be careful in everything he does, and not let Di Renjie find out!"

"The villain understands!"

Wu Yizi glanced around and found no suspicious person, then reached into his clothes and took out the secret letter.

"This is a letter to Jin Mulan!"

Ma Wu quickly took it, nodded and smiled, then hid the letter inside his clothes.

"Go back quickly!"

Ma Wu nodded again, came to the front of the team, shouted, and led everyone out of the north gate.

Wu Yizheng put on his hood, took a deep look at the people who were leaving, and immediately turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

Big Willow Village!

The villagers all gathered together. Li Yuanfang bought a large amount of food from Youzhou City, rode back on horseback, and distributed it to everyone.

The adults were relatively okay and knew how to use chopsticks.

The children were already starving, and when they saw the steamed buns and sausages, they couldn't help but reach out to take them.

"Everything is there. Eat slowly. Eat slowly."

There were only about ten people in the room.

Everyone sat together and stuffed all the food they could see into their mouths.

The oldest man, Zhang Laosi, slowed down a lot after eating a steamed bun.

At his age, there isn't much he can eat.

Even though he was still hungry, Zhang Laosi still ate very slowly, wanting to let the children and women eat more.

Zhang Laosi picked up a piece of sausage that he hadn't eaten for several years, put it into his mouth with trembling arms, and chewed it hard.

"Smell, smell, smell, this is the smell of meat!"

"I haven't eaten meat for five or six years!"

Zhang Laosi almost burst into tears.

These past few years have not been easy. Youzhou is close to the border and the country is really poor.

To sum it up in one sentence, it is "eating the last meal and not having the next one"!

If the Turks attack us, we will have nothing to eat.

A few years ago, when the imperial court and the Turks were recuperating, they also raised pigs and chickens!

But when the Turks attacked, all the things were taken away.

If you count carefully, Zhang Laosi hasn't eaten meat for almost six years!

Zhang Laosi was eating the sausage with gusto. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw that Di Renjie had not even touched his chopsticks.

"Lord of the Land, why don't you eat?"

Zhang Laosi asked Di Renjie while chewing the sausage residue in his mouth.

"Me? Ah, hahaha, I'm a deity, and deities don't need to eat."

As Di Renjie spoke, he subconsciously touched his big belly.