Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Cui Bianxu and his men galloped on horseback, but before they had gone far, they attracted the Jinwu Guards, led by Wang Mingqian.

"Where are you going so late?" Wang Mingqian frowned. He thought this guy should be sleeping at home.

Cui Bianxu didn't get enough sleep, so he was a bit grumpy when he woke up. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he curled his lips: "If the General has an eye problem, he should go to the Imperial Medical Bureau to find a doctor. Can't he even see this? Arrest him."

What an idiot! In the middle of the night, instead of going to arrest someone himself, he would take so many people from the Dali Temple for a walk on the street?

He really has nothing better to do than to meddle in everything and even meddle in the Dali Temple.

"What case happened again?" Wang Mingqian was already used to it. This guy has always had a bad temper since he was a child.

At an age when he can't even speak clearly, he can already speak a long string of baby talk and curse. When he is in a good mood, it is rare to hear him say a few good words. When he is unhappy, he is even more annoying, like a hedgehog. He will prick the weeds on the roadside just because they are not good-looking.

"Hmph!" Cui Bianxu did not answer. He whipped the horse and turned the reins, then walked away.

The Jinwu Guards following behind Wang Mingqian looked at him with such anger that their noses were crooked: "General, Cui Shaoqing is too rude!"

"Yes, isn't this just stamping on the faces of my Jinwu Guards?"

Seeing Cui Bianxu running away from the mirror, Cong Jinghai hurriedly apologized to Wang Mingqian, "General, please forgive me. Junior Minister Cui is also very worried. There are new developments in the case of the missing women. I heard that ten women were abducted today. If it weren't for the clever escape of a young woman who came to the Dali Temple to deliver a letter, I'm afraid we wouldn't know until tomorrow."

Wang Mingqian waved his hand and looked at Cui Bianxu's back in silence.

"Then I will take my leave first." Seeing that he stopped talking, Cong Jinghai waved to the others, and a group of people hurriedly followed.

"General, we have to go together..." Seeing that Wang Mingqian did not move, the people of the Jinwu Guard could not help but ask.

Wang Mingqian retracted his gaze, pulled the reins, and continued along the planned patrol route. "No need. The Jinwu Guards don't need to interfere in this matter."

Due to the limited area of ​​Laitingfang, Wuhoupu was staffed with only five guards (larger Lifang usually had 5 guards). When the guard saw someone riding a horse and knocking on the door, he was also startled and asked loudly, "Who is coming?"

"Cui Bianxu, the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, is here to handle the case. Why don't you open the gate quickly?" Cui Bianxu sat upright on his horse, with the tips of its hind hooves touching the ground, resting its hooves in turns, eager to move. This short distance was just a waste of time for it.

"Cui, Cui Shaoqing?!" The shopkeeper didn't expect that the Dali Temple would come at this time. He was the only one here. The others were at the other three gates, and the remaining one was patrolling and guarding in the block.

This is also the reason why Feng Shiliang's men were able to easily knock out the nine young ladies and escape over the wall because they were short of manpower.

The shopkeeper opened the gate and just bowed his head and raised his hand to salute Cui Bianxu. Before he could utter a word, he felt a gust of wind passing by, and Cui Bianxu was no longer in sight.

He felt a little regretful. If only he could be transferred to the Dali Temple by Cui Shaoqing, how great would that be? Not only did the shopkeepers in Laitingfang have to work every night, but the eunuchs were all very stingy and couldn't get any oil or water at all.

Just as he was about to close the gate again, the sound of horse hooves rang out again. This time, there were more people. He froze in his tracks and looked up to see a group of people in Dali Temple uniforms riding towards him. The leader shouted, "Wait a minute! I'm the Dali Temple's Chief Justice! Open the gate wider!"

He can't stop his horse!

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly reopened the gate. People from the Dali Temple came in one after another. Dust hit the shopkeeper's face, but he had no time to wipe it off. He hurriedly closed the gate and followed them.

What's going on? Why are there so many people at the Dali Temple?! He's anxious and wants to see the latest gossip! He needs to talk to the boss!

Cui Bianxu arrived at the gate of Feng's mansion, dismounted, and kicked at the door. After several kicks, no one came to open the door, and the faint sound of music did not stop at all. According to the music he had learned since childhood, the musicians did not miss a beat, and the singers had a steady breath.

Therefore, when they arrived with their men from Jinghai, what they saw was their Shaoqing standing with his hands behind his back, standing on one leg, and kicking the door calmly and coolly.

Are these bandits or government officials?

"Ouch!" Cong Jinghai slapped his thigh and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Why do you have to do this, Shaoqing?"

Cui Bianxu was displeased: "Why, a mere eunuch, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Young Master, you misunderstood, you misunderstood! I was afraid of hurting your feet. Why is it so difficult to open the door? Let someone climb over the wall and open the door from the inside." Cong Jinghai was very skilled in stroking the hair. He could say anything without any psychological burden.

Cui Bianxu snorted coldly, pushed him away, and continued to kick: "No need, it's open now."

As he finished speaking, the sound of wood breaking was heard.

Everyone watched in disbelief as their young master kicked the door open again, then lifted his robe and strode inside. Everyone held their breath and dared not speak, just following him silently.

Oh my god! Is Cui Shaoqing born in the Year of the Ox? How can he be so strong?!

There was no one behind the gate, so the group followed the sound of music unimpeded until they found their destination. Only then did a servant come forward to stop them and ask, "Who has trespassed into the Feng Mansion? Do you know who my husband is?"

This time, Cui Bianxu didn't even need to lift his foot. He stepped forward from Jinghai and pushed him aside. Looking at the servant's indignant look, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: If you were kicked by Cui Shaoqing, you, a blind man, would probably be kicked away!

Feng Shiliang seemed drunk, his eyes drooping limply, and his skinny, slightly bony chest, all red from his eyebrows to his open collar, staggered to his feet upon hearing the noise, and demanded with a thick tongue, "Who are you, the ruffian, to be making trouble here?"

As he spoke, he burped. The stench of fermented food residue mixed with the smell of alcohol sprayed Cui Bianxu in the face. He turned sideways and shouted towards the pavilion, "What are you doing?! Why don't you sing anymore?! Keep playing the music, keep dancing!"

From the mirror, he stole a glance at Cui Bianxu's face and knew that a qualified lackey would stand up at this moment. He immediately put his right hand on the hilt of the knife, kicked over the table, and shouted: "The Dali Temple is handling the case. Cui Shaoqing is here. Why don't you pay your respects to him quickly!"

"Cui, Cui Shaoqing?" Feng Shiliang turned half a circle on the spot, looking drunk. "Cui Shaoqing from the Dali Temple? The one from the Cui family of Qinghe? What brings Cui Shaoqing to my place? But you know I have fine wine and beautiful women here. Come, come, come, you are a guest, come and sit down and drink with us!"

As he said this, he staggered forward and reached out to pull Cui Bianxu.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cong Jinghai immediately stepped forward to stand in front of Cui Bianxu and stop his boss from taking action.

You can't just kick him casually. After all, he is a eunuch in the palace and has an official position. If you kick him and make him break his position, you will be reported to the Censorate!

"Search this house. Tie up everyone in it and take them back. Don't leave any one behind."