Master of the noble family

  Mainly because Lin Jingjing's injury has dragged on and can't be delayed any longer.

  "Bring her in." Pei Tan suddenly said, getting up and turning a oil lamp on the desk, a hidden door in the study was opened.

  This connects to Pei Tan's bedroom, even if it is the person on duty at the Temple of Dali, at most they only know that the Lord of Dali likes to read all night with a lamp, but never knows that Pei Tan's bedroom is here.

  Pei County immediately picked up Lin Jingjing and followed her into the secret door. Jing Wanyu had never seen the mechanism in this study before, but she didn't have time to be surprised, and quickly locked the study door tightly to prevent anyone from entering and discovering the bloodstains. Then she also entered the secret door immediately.

  Arriving at Pei Tan's bedroom, County Pei put Lin Jingjing on the bed. Then he heard Pei Tan instruct:

  "Turn off the oil lamp."

  The room was pitch black, with only a hint of moonlight shining in. Only then did Jing Wanyan light up the fire starter in her hand, walk gently to the table, and ignite the wick inside.

  At this moment, Lin Jingjing was covered in blood, a pitiful sight that was hard to bear.

  "Sir, why don't you find a doctor?" Jing Wanyu gazed at Pei Tan with a worried expression, looking at Lin Jingjing's condition, she didn't know if she could hold on until dawn.

  Pei Tan's eyes were dim and distant, clearly lost in thought. "Pei County, bring out all the wine from the corner cabinet."

  Although he didn't know what was going on, Pei Xian still immediately came to the cabinet and opened it to find rows of wine arranged inside.

  Pei Tan also opened his own outer garment and covered Lin Jingjing's body. He turned to look at Jing Wanyan: "You come over, cut open the clothes on her body."

  Jing Wanyi's eyes moved slightly, and she saw Pei Tan take out a dagger, heat it on the oil lamp for a moment, and then hand it to Jing Wanyi.

  Lin Jingjing's body had too many wounds that were too deep, and her clothes were stuck to them, it was impossible to take them off.

  Jing Wan'er hesitated for a moment, took the dagger, and then Pei Tan turned his back, pulled over the screen to cover the bed.

  Lin Jingjing was muttering something in her mouth, but couldn't hear clearly.

  Jing Wanyi grasped a dagger and threw down strip after strip of bloody cloth.

  At this time, Pei Tan and Pei Xian stood outside the screen, Pei Tan looking at him: "How's your injury?"

  Bai County was able to entangle with a dozen or so masters, and also rescue Lin Jingjing. Although he said that most of it was other people's blood, his tattered clothes couldn't deceive anyone.

  "Never mind about me, just hope this girl wakes up."

  As an assassin, dealing with life and death is a usual occurrence.

  "Right now, all I can do is help her stop the bleeding." Whether Lin Jingjing could survive or not, no one could guarantee.

  "Now the Golden Rooster and Thousand Bull Guards of Chang'an City, I'm afraid it's not something you or I can guess who they are listening to."

  Pei County lowered his eyes: "The subordinate knows, so the subordinate only dares to wait until midnight and take her into the Grand Temple."

  "To keep her alive, the best way is to isolate her from contact with the outside world. If we invite a doctor to treat her, it would only put her in greater danger."

  Because in today's Chang'an City, the wind is howling and a weak woman is being chased to death on the street, while the Golden Armor Guards and the Thousand Oxen Guards who patrol the city are collectively blind, this is no longer an ordinary matter.

  "A soft voice came from inside the screen: 'Sir, your clothes have been removed.'"

  Pei Tan walked in and saw Lin Jingjing's body, covered with his clothes. He said: "County Pei, first put these wines under the fire to boil, then let Wan'er use these wines instead of water to bathe Lin Jingjing."

  Using liquor to detoxify and bandaging to stop bleeding are all they can do now.

  Although Lin Jingjing was a courtesan, Pei Tan did not take advantage of the situation. There was only one woman here, and that was Jing Wanyu, so she had to substitute for her.

  "There are still clean clothes in my closet," Pei Tan said after a pause, "Cut the clothes into strips and bandage Lin Jingjing's wound."

  It wasn't until the arrival of midnight that Lin Jing's numerous injuries were finally bandaged. Her body had over thirty large and small wounds, some of which exposed bone, a sight that was truly shocking.

  Jing Wan'er looked at the scattered clothes on the ground, probably only Pei Tan would use his own clothes to bandage a woman of humble origin without hesitation: "That...

  "Some people must be driven to desperation before they will take such ruthless and vicious action."

  This Lin Jingjing, has been propping herself up until Jing Wanyu helped her bandage it, the murmurs in her mouth only stopped when she fell asleep with a tilted head. As a daughter, she had been holding on till now, if not for her strong will to survive, it would be hard to imagine.

  "With an unquiet heart and unresolved matters, even if I have to grit my teeth, I am unwilling to leave like this." Pei Tan said slowly.

  Jing Wan'er looked at Lin Jingjing who had fainted, this woman was struggling to hold on just for the sake of her beloved Fan Lang, how many foolish women were there in the world who didn't care about their own lives.

  "Lin Jingjing's matter at Dali Temple is only known to the three of us in this room, it must not be spread outside."

  Although everyone in Dali Temple is untrustworthy, no one would dare to search Pei Tan's house. As long as Lin Jingjing stays here, nothing will happen.

  Pei Tan looked at the girl by the bed: "Wan'er, you stay here and take care of Lin Jingjing."

  Jing Wan'er's eyes sparkled and she nodded slightly.

  Pei Tan gave Pei County a look, and the two of them walked into the secret door.

  The two returned to the study room, and Pei Tan's eyes fell on his face: "What did you want to say just now?"

  Earlier when they mentioned that group of pursuers, Pei Xian had an unspoken thought, and he was unwilling to say it in front of Jing Wanyu.

  "Sir, those assassins who killed Lin Jingjing... were raised by the aristocratic families."

  To raise a dark guard like Pei County, even ordinary large families can't do it, and non-worldly powers can't be done.

  As soon as Pei County slightly interacted with him, he could see that his opponent was by no means a minor figure in the jianghu, but rather another dark guard like himself.

  Pei Tan's eyebrows furrowed.

  There are only a few aristocratic families in Chang'an City, and those who can be said to have killed Lin Jingjing and forged the corpse of Jing Wentai are likely from the same force.

  "Your Excellency," said Pei Xian, his eyes sunken and dim, "now that the evidence is conclusive, why not proceed to the palace to pay respects?"

  "Where did you get such conclusive evidence?" Pei Tan asked him.

  Pei County's eyes gleamed with a faint light: "Who would send more than ten top-notch experts to kill a poor and humble woman? The corpse in the morgue now must be the same woman who came to the Grand Temple to file a complaint a few days ago - the missing scholar."

  "Those are just your guesses," Pei said calmly after a moment, "where's the evidence?"

  Pei County furrowed his brow, his face somewhat gloomy. Now things are like they're on the chopping block, Lin Jingjing being hunted down must be a cause-and-effect relationship with her drumming up grievances.

  "Pei Tan walked slowly and said: 'You don't understand what I mean.'"

  The Dalu Temple handles cases with a focus on practical evidence. The so-called practical evidence includes physical evidence, human testimony, and all aspects are handled with caution.

  What Pei Xian said, no matter how reasonable it was, ultimately could not be presented in court as evidence.

  "It's only when Lin Jingjing wakes up that we'll have a turning point." Pei Tan said solemnly at this time, his words pointing out the key, "Now only she can identify whether the corpse in the morgue is Fan Wenjun herself."

  He Jing and Wan'er came to identify the body for the same reason. Pei Tan believed that if Lin Qingqing could come to the Temple of Great Awakening to strike the drum and cry out for injustice for Fan Wenjun, it wouldn't be difficult to identify Fan Wenjun's identity from the corpse either.

  Now everything is just Pei Tan's reasoning, Dalisi Temple handles cases, emphasizes evidence, and only waits for the identity of the corpse to be confirmed before it becomes a factual basis. Lin Jingjing is now the most critical person in the entire case.

  "Watch your own guards for three days and don't let anyone notice you."

  "Subordinate took action at the time, deliberately covering his head and face."

  That doesn't guarantee that someone can be recognized by their figure, even Pei Xian can judge the other party's route number based on their body shape, and the other party can naturally do so too.

  "Right now, if the enemy doesn't make a move, I won't either. The key is that they can't find out, Lin Jingjing isn't dead."

  ——

  "Your Excellency, Grand Secretary." The leader of the group of assassins, suppressing the cold sweat on his body, knelt down in front of Zong Chuke.

  Zong Chuke put down the book in his hand and stared at him, "Is he dead?"

  The leader of the men in black replied, "That woman's injuries are severe and she won't live for much longer."

  Zong Chuke took a step towards the man in black: "Not going to live for much longer? That is, you guys didn't actually kill him, right?"

  The leader of the black-clad men's palms were sweating, "...After that man kidnapped someone and disappeared. We joined forces with the Golden Armor Guards to secretly search for him in the city, but surprisingly, we found nothing..."

  What's most strange is that no one saw what the person looked like, nor did they know which group of people he belonged to. How could someone still be nowhere to be found under the search of the entire Golden Armor Guard? It's enough to make one's hair stand on end just thinking about it.

  Zong Chuke stared at the leader of the killers for a long time without saying a word.

  "Who would go and save such a lowly woman," Zong Chuke's eyes were cold, "You're saying that you had just killed the assassin when you ran into that person."

  The leader of the killers immediately said: "Yes." The timing of that person's appearance was too clever, and it made more than a dozen people unprepared.

  Zong Chuke's eyes were deep and profound, even the Golden Armored Guards couldn't find any trace of him. This showed that his background was not simple, just like these assassins, they were all secretly trained by noble families. They could move undetected in Chang'an City, leaving no trail to be found.

  Pai Tan, you're making your move so quickly, just right, he's still complaining it's too slow.

  The leader cautiously raised his head: "Why don't we report this matter to His Excellency and let him think of a solution."

  Zong Chuke said coldly, "No one is allowed to mention this matter in front of Xiang Ye. The imperial examination is imminent, how can we bother Xiang Ye with such trivial matters? Are you not incompetent enough?"

  The leader, although having doubts in his heart, did not dare to speak out and offend Zong Chuke.

  His eyes were filled with endless bloodlust, buying off a small Da Li Temple mortician was easy, his goal was to firmly control the Da Li Temple in his own hands. The Zong family had been sacrificing for the Tang Dynasty court for so long, and in the end, the Emperor wanted his own child to die because of a mere eunuch, if he didn't get the income of the Da Li Temple into his own pocket, this Minister would have done it all in vain.