The next morning, the notice of Dalisi Temple was posted all over the streets and alleys. The deceased was seven feet three inches tall, thin in shape, with fair skin, light hair color. Ask who has a missing son to come to Dalisi Temple for identification.

  You see, as long as you know how to examine a corpse, even if it's completely disfigured, you can still tell a lot from it.

  And yet such a notice, though it does not specify age or appearance, would surely be recognizable at a glance to someone who is truly familiar with the person.

  Pei ordered, "When you see the coffin maker arrive to work, bring him here immediately."

  But apparently when the sun was high in the sky, no one came to the Temple of Great Wisdom.

  "This morning he just went out and saw the notice from the adults, then he knew he couldn't hide it anymore."

  If you have a clear conscience, you won't need to run away.

  "Sir, you can dispatch a team of constables to search his residence."

  Nowadays, the inspection at the gates of Chang'an City is strict. Without a permit, it's impossible to escape. The city has curfews day and night, and there's nowhere for thieves to hide.

  Jing Wantong thought of something, her eyes moved slightly, but she didn't make a sound.

  Pei County quickly took the yamen runners out, and the coroners of Dalisi Temple were all appointed by the Ministry of Punishment. Even if they wanted to run away, there was no way. Daring to violate the law, from the Ministry of Punishment down to local authorities would immediately issue a warrant for arrest.

  At this time, Jing and Pei were playing chess in the Dali Temple. As a former noble lady, she naturally understood something about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

  "You don't think much of this capture in Pae County?" Pai Tan's eyes were fixed on the chessboard as he made his move.

  Jing Wanyi furrowed her brow and pondered over the chessboard, anyway, she couldn't escape, so why bother to waste more effort.

  Pai Tan was somewhat careless. If he could seize the opportunity to interrogate him, he would naturally be able to find out from his mouth who had instructed him, and the case would be solved.

  "Wan'er was in the palace, those noble masters would think of ways to borrow a knife to kill someone if they didn't want to leave a reputation for being cruel. Then they would kill the person who borrowed the knife, so that they could cut the grass and eliminate the roots, and sleep soundly without worries."

  To put it simply, it's like a mantis catching a cicada and a yellow sparrow waiting behind. Standing at the top of the food chain can control everyone.

  Pei Tan held the white chess piece in his hand and locked eyes with the girl.

  On the chessboard, Jing Wanyu was clearly no match for him. At this moment, after conceding three pieces, Jing Wanyu still had no power to turn the game around.

  Bai Shuaiwei looked at the house in front of him, which had been burned to ashes, and found a charred corpse among the ruins.

  A neighbor nearby said with a quiver: "Last night, suddenly there was a big fire..."

  In the ruins, you can see the faces of the dead with their eyes bulging out. They were burned to death.

  But how could a rational person allow himself to be burned alive?

  "Sir, there's a woman!"

  The searching official suddenly let out a loud cry. Pei Xian walked over and saw that just not far from the charred remains of the victim, a woman was pinned under the door plank.

  Her long hair was also charred, and a large piece of her abdomen had been burned away.

  The official was shocked and frightened.

  Pei County slowly reached out and pulled out a length of charred rope from under the woman's body.

  He looked at the rope, as thick as a thumb, and saw a white mark on the woman's wrist. It wasn't that they didn't want to run, it was just that they were already tied up with ropes and couldn't escape.

  "The officials were at a loss: 'Lord Pei, what shall we do?'"

  It's really been many years since I've encountered something like this for the first time.

  Pei County's extremely cold face: "Bring the corpse, we're going back."

  ……

  Jing Wan'er had just given up and admitted defeat when she heard the bailiffs returning. Pei Tan was also surprised at how quickly they had returned.

  At the same time, two charred bodies were brought back.

  After seeing the corpse, Jing Wanyi and Pei Tan were both shocked. Especially Jing Wanyi, she had not expected that one death would lead to two lives lost.

  "Didn't you leave anything at the scene?" Pei Tan asked Pei Xian.

  Pei Shuaiwei's face was cold: "The subordinate led people to search for half a time, and everything turned into ashes."

  The arsonist didn't think about leaving any traces behind.

  At the same time, he also brought back the only piece of rope that was pressed under the woman's body.

  Jing Wantong felt a kind of inexplicable blockage in her throat, those people were so fast, even before dawn the case had already been silenced, all of this seemed to have been planned by someone.

  "Adults, no matter who is behind them, they don't even spare women and children. Adults must catch them and bring them to justice." Otherwise, what kind of reason and fairness is there in this world? How can the dead clear their names?

  Pei Tan had no words, his handsome face was as pale as snow in winter, and there was a bleak chill beside the corpse.

  Jing Wan'er reached out to touch the woman, but it was just ashes falling down. She didn't dare stretch out her hand again.

  "Take some silver and buy a piece of land with good feng shui, and bury them properly..." Pei Tan said slowly.

  The doctor broke the law, but he is now receiving even more cruel treatment. The dead are more important, and Pei Tan decides to bury him with a grand funeral as a Tang official.

  Jing Wan'er returned to her room, and the hand that had touched the female corpse was still trembling. She felt that the tips of her fingers were still covered with ash.

  There was a man who sneaked through the alleys and spoke nervously to the horse carriage that had stopped there:

  "Something's wrong, sir." He held in his hand a torn notice, which was the one posted by the Temple of Great Wisdom.

  The people in the carriage did not show their faces, but the voice sounded extremely malicious, "Is this what you call a foolproof plan?"

  That person broke out in a cold sweat: "It doesn't matter, sir. In Chang'an City, no one knows that Fan or the deceased, and after some time when no one pays attention to the Dali Temple, these notices will naturally become invalid."

  In the carriage, a slit suddenly opened, and from that slit, a pair of slightly narrowed eyes appeared: "Can you guarantee that this time, Dalie Temple will really give up?"

  That man seemed to be in a panic, his legs went soft and he knelt down: "Your Honor, I, I can guarantee that the deceased had no acquaintances in Chang'an City..."

  The horse carriage let out a cold hum, and those eyes retreated back into the darkness. "If it doesn't work this time, your quota will be replaced by someone else."

  His face turned pale, as he watched the carriage go further and further away, a sinister look appeared on his face. In this world, people die for wealth, birds perish for food, it's not strange that he is ruthless, year after year of imperial examinations, only a few people have the opportunity to stand above the crowd, if he doesn't seize the chance, how many more years will he have to wait?

  The notice has been posted for three days, but no one has inquired about it.

  Jing Wan'er held a tea cup in both hands and stepped lightly on the stairs, slowly entering Pei Tan's study.

  "Please have some tea, sir."

  Pei Tan couldn't help but glance at Jing Wanyu, looking from her face to her hands: "Who prepared the tea for you?"

  The Da Li Temple had no servants except for a few old maids who did the rough work.

  Jing Wan'er smiled faintly: "There is a well in the courtyard, and I fetched dew water from it at dawn. I added some fresh wolfberries that I picked, and brewed this pot of tea. As for the tea set, I took it from my own room."

  All materials are readily available on site, no need to bother others at all.

  Pei Tan stared at her, Jing Wanyu also looked at him, "Why do you want to do these things?" he asked.

  Jing Wan'er smiled and gently placed the things on the table: "Wan'er has no special skills, relying on adults to survive until today. These small matters are what I can do for adults."

  The entire temple of Tai Li was like a gloomy graveyard, devoid of maidservants or attendants to offer warm clothes and hot water. As for Pei Tan, this young master from the Pei family, he must have grown up surrounded by servants since childhood.

  Pei Tan stared at the young girl for a long time before slowly picking up his tea and taking a sip.

  Jing Wan'er looked at him: "What does sir think?"

  Pei said nothing, but gently put down his teacup and said softly, "There's no need to do these things from now on."

  He had never regarded Jing Wan'er as a slave, and she was originally the daughter of the Jing family, so there was no need for her to be humble to anyone.

  Jing Wan'er's eyes moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, when suddenly a clear drumbeat startled both of them.

  A servant hastily reported: "Sir, someone is beating a drum outside the mansion."

  This is exactly the sound of the drum outside the Dalin Temple, the drum outside the government office, once it is beaten, it will be so loud that it shakes all directions.

  This drum has probably not been beaten for many years.

  Pei Tan looked down at the person below: "Take a good look at who is beating the drum?"

  The man lifted his head and immediately said: "It's a woman."

  There must be great courage to beat the drum outside the Temple of Great Wisdom, it's not that they have nowhere else to go, but rather they are willing to risk their lives. When she heard that it was a woman who was doing this, Jing Wanyi's face showed surprise, and as she listened to the sound of the drumbeat, strong and powerful, she realized that the woman must be using all her strength to beat the drum.

  "Bring him here immediately."

  The man immediately nodded and scrambled to his feet, running out of the courtyard.

  Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan and asked after a while, "Does the adult think that the person who beat the drum is related to the posted notice?"

  "Go and you will understand."

  The teacup on the table still had some warmth left in it. Pei Tan looked at it, then slowly picked it up and drank all the tea in one gulp.

  Pei Tan changed into official attire and arrived at the main hall, but didn't see anyone there.

  The yamen runner who had been sent to the gate to bring the person in looked a bit embarrassed and said, "Your Honor, that woman insists on seeing you personally before she will come into the main hall."

  "Pei Tan's eyes deepened: 'Why.'"

  "It's said that since ancient times, it's been difficult to enter the yamen, and officials protect each other. She's afraid that before she even sees the master, she'll be harmed by those wicked servants at the entrance of the temple."

  The hall fell silent for a moment at these words.

  The official who relayed the message also lowered his head and did not dare to say more.

  Suddenly, Jing Wanyu smiled and slowly said to Pei Tan: "Sir, why don't you let me try?"

  Pei Tan couldn't help but look at her, the girl smiled warmly, with a hint of calmness in her eyes.

  Pei Tan looked back subconsciously and saw Jing Wanyu standing not far away, looking at him with warm eyes.

  She is indeed as her name suggests, with a subtle elegance that flows through her.

  Pei Tan lowered his eyelids and said after a while: "Then go try it."

  Jing Yuane just looked at Pei Tanfu's body and actually made a formal bow: "Yes."

  As she spoke, the gentle figure of the girl left the great hall.

  At the entrance of the temple, a slender woman was holding a heavy drumstick with trembling arms, striking the drumhead suspended above her head.