All Su Dawei could think of was his own existence, which was a threat to Helan Minzhi and Guo Xingzhen and others.

But what the truth is can only be found out later.

Su Dawei picked up the pen and gently wrote Guo Xingzhen's name on the paper.

When he first came to Datang, he was not used to writing with a brush, but after more than ten years of experience, now a stroke of words seems to be similar.

"Guo Xingzhen, this person still has to continue to investigate, the information on the file is too simple, you go back to Tianzi Group B, send them to dig carefully, and see if they can dig out something."

"Okay."

Li Bo glanced at it and nodded.

"As for Helan Minzhi's side, Ming Chongyan and he both have the ability of aliens, so they can't wait to ignore it, let's also use the Tianzi group, see if the Tianzi Group C is there, if they are, send them to secretly supervise."

"Yes."

The Tianzi group is a strange person who has been snare by Ducha Temple over the years.

Among them, there are many veterans who are picked out from the bad guys.

Not all of them are strangers, but they all have one or two unique skills.

Only the most cunning and difficult targets need to dispatch the Tianzi group.

The groups in the Ducha Temple are divided into "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi" according to the rank.

It was set by Su Dawei back then.

The Tianzi group has the strongest ability, and then decreases in turn.

After arranging the matter of Guo Xingzhen and Helan Minzhi, Su Dawei continued: "What do you think about my assassination yesterday? ”

Li Bo glanced at Su Dawei and smiled slightly: "Siqing came to test me again." ”

"Tell me about it."

"Although the man was an assassin, he was not very skillful, and he did not cooperate with the ambush, and there was no follow-up action, in my opinion, it was an assassination, more like a reminder."

"Reminder?"

"Mind you, the temple may have been mixed with sand."

Li Bo's words made Su Dawei a little alert.

"So, the person behind the assassination is a friend or foe?"

"Not necessarily."

Li Bo shook his head and said: "It may be a reminder, or it may be that you want to fish in troubled waters, what if you really succeed?" After all, approaching you as an agent of the Ducha Temple has great concealment. ”

"If you dare to think so, I'm afraid you don't know me very well."

Su Dawei smiled slightly.

With his four different people, Quan Chang'an can beat him, and Yuan Shoucheng, the walkers around Xuanzang, and Li Chunfeng and other Liao Liao people.

Li Bo nodded and said: "But that's the case, so I have two judgments, one is the person behind the scenes, who wants to borrow the hand of Siqing to get rid of some people; The second is that some people want to fish in troubled waters, or test Siqing, like throwing stones to ask for directions. ”

"If you tempt, what will you tempt?"

"For example, the relationship between Siqing and the palace, for example, I am not sure about the details of the preparation in the Ducha Temple, and I deliberately test you if you are Siqing?" Li Bo was a little uncertain, and his bright eyes flickered slightly.

Su Dawei's fingers tapped lightly on the table: "There are too many possibilities, which means that we know too little, can we find out anything from the person who stabbed him?" ”

"This man is a fugitive slave."

"Fugitive slaves?" Su Dawei was slightly stunned.

"After the governor of Baekje was conquered, Su Dingfang brought back a large number of civil and military nobles from Baekje, among whom there were many nobles, who were later sold in Luoyang, and many of them became official slaves, and some were sold to some nobles in Chang'an as private slaves through the Yaren line."

Su Dawei nodded slightly, he knew a little about this.

How to say it, whenever there is a war, the people suffer the most, followed by those middle-level nobles.

This is what later generations called the middle class.

After Baekje was broken by the Tang army, in order to supplement the lack of military spending of the Tang army, a top-down raid began.

The top floor of Baekje is like the Buyeo royal family, but it's okay.

At most, Tang Jun only confiscated some private property, but his personal safety can still be guaranteed.

However, it is difficult to say about the officials in the Baekje Dynasty, the middle-class nobles, and the common people below.

Peninsula women are gentle by nature, but some nobles in Chang'an like them.

In addition to confiscating goods, the Tang army also captured a lot of young and middle-aged laborers and women.

Most of them were shipped back to Datang by ship.

Some of them were sold in Luoyang, and the other part was shipped back to Chang'an and sold through the Yaren Bank.

The people in the family of the Tang Dynasty, except for a small number of bankrupt peasants, a large part of them were slaves obtained by the conquest of various countries.

"This person was a slave who was sold in Chang'an Yaren Bank and sold to Mrs. Rongguo's mansion, but this person later fled and was missing."

"Mrs. Rongguo?"

Su Dawei's brows furrowed.

Mrs. Rongguo is Wu Meiniang's mother Yang.

Is this a coincidence?

"In short, from the identity of this person, it is difficult to dig up something useful."

"Look at the eight fingers...... Forget it, I'll go there myself in a while and ask them to cooperate in the investigation. ”

Qian Bazhi is still serving as a bad deputy marshal in Chang'an County.

He has rich experience in handling cases, and if he is allowed to investigate, he may be able to find a clue from the three religions and nine streams in Chang'an City.

This kind of case, with the manpower of the Ducha Temple, is difficult to figure out.

Fortunately, there are still bad people who can borrow it, which can be regarded as a peripheral extension of Ducha Temple.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Ducha Temple is an upgraded version of the bad guy.

It's just that this organization is larger, more tightly organized, and more targeted at the intelligence and surveillance department.

"Your Majesty has limited me three days to solve this case, if I get to the assassin, I won't be able to investigate, I'm afraid I'll make a joke this time."

Su Dawei got up: "You investigate this case with me and see if there are any other clues." ”

"Speaking of other clues, there are real."

Li Bodao: "This person's teeth ......"

"What's wrong with the teeth?"

"His teeth have been repaired, and in Chang'an, there is only one shop that can fill his teeth."

Li Bo showed a slight smugness on his face: "In addition, the poison hidden in his teeth is not something ordinary people can do." ”

Su Dawei was quite surprised: "What's the name of that shop?" Now come with me. ”

"Don't worry, Gao Dahu has already taken someone there."

Li Bo arched his hand to him and said, "Actually, there is another matter, my subordinates want to report to Siqing." ”

"What?"

"Master Xuanzang is seriously ill."

……

Master Xuanzang is no longer in the Great Mercy Temple in Chang'an.

In the second year of Xianqing, Xuanzang took the opportunity to live in Luoyang with the driver and made a request to live in Shaolin Temple for the second time.

"Look at the bones of beggars, live in the mountains and forests, recite scriptures, and reward them."

The next day, Li Zhi replied with a letter refusing.

In the third year of Xianqing, Xuanzang moved to Ximing Temple, and because he was often disturbed by trivial matters, he moved to Yuhua Palace and devoted himself to translating the scriptures.

When Su Dawei returned to Chang'an, he always remembered three people in his heart.

In addition to Liu Niangzi, the second is Master Li Keshi, the Duke of Danyang County, and the third is Master Xuanzang.

originally wanted to wait for the mundane matter to be dealt with before going to see him, but after hearing what Li Bo said, Xuanzang was seriously ill and injured and had been unable to see things for many days.

Even the translation of the scriptures had to stop.

Upon learning of this, Su Dawei could no longer remain calm, handed over the matter at hand to Li Bo, and immediately rushed to Yuhua Palace.

Yuhua Palace is roughly located in Yuhua Town, the northwest suburb of Tongchuan, Shaanxi Province in later generations.

It is 55 kilometers away from the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum and more than 120 kilometers away from Chang'an.

It belongs to the Qiaoshan mountain system at the southern end of the Meridian Mountains at the junction of Shaanxi and Gansu.

It is more than 1,600 meters above sea level and covers an area of more than 2,400 hectares.

It is said that Mrs. Rongguo and Mrs. Wei still have land here.

Yuhua Palace, formerly known as Renzhi Palace, was one of the four major summer resorts in the Tang Dynasty.

It is a mountain palace built by Tang Gaozu Li Yuan in the seventh year of Tang Wude, which integrates military and summer resort.

When it was built, Li Yuan led Li Shimin and Li Yuanji, the king of Qi, to come here for summer vacation.

At that time, the crown prince who stayed in the capital Chang'an was fighting for the throne with Li Shimin, the king of Qin, and it was a critical moment.

Li Jiancheng saw a godsend, took advantage of the situation, and launched a palace coup.

After Li Yuan learned the news, he quickly quelled the rebellion, forcing Li Jiancheng to come to Yuhua Palace to plead guilty to Li Yuan and ask for forgiveness.

Li Yuan imprisoned him, and staged the famous "seizure of the crown prince" incident in history.

Among the four major summer resorts in the Tang Dynasty, Yuhua Palace was built the latest, the largest in scale, and the best in scenery.

Li Zhi also took pity on Xuanzang's health, and refused to let Xuanzang return to Luoyang.

Only then did Xuanzang be allowed to translate the scriptures and recuperate here.

There are Guo Yugou near Yuhua Palace, Coral Valley Cave Heavenly Blessed Land, Yuhua Lake, and Qiye Lake has unlimited scenery.

In spring, the mountains here are full of flowers and beautiful.

In the middle of summer, the stream returns to the pine wind, and it is pleasant.

In autumn, the autumn leaves are quiet and beautiful, and the spots are picturesque.

In the middle of winter, the silver makeup is wrapped, and the ice and snow are reckless.

However, Master Xuanzang, whose life has gradually come to an end, is unable to enjoy the scenery of early winter.

As he did when he first came to Yuhua Palace six years ago, he sat cross-legged on the futon and sat down.

The withered old fingers flicked a string of black and shiny prayer beads in his hand.

It's just that I've done countless homework in the past, and it's long been an instinctive action of muscles, but now it looks extremely dry.

Each time I plucked the prayer beads, it was very slow, as if I had to use all my strength.

Xuanzang's eyes were dark, looking at the dead branches and fallen leaves outside the palace.

It's like a freeze frame.

The walker leaned against the door, glancing back at him from time to time, and then looking out.

It seems that something is waiting for.

What exactly is waiting for, the walker does not know.

His heart had always been like a rock, and he was a little frightened at this time.

He felt that from Xuanzang's old body, life was passing rapidly.

"Mage, with your wisdom, if you follow me to practice the art of aliens, you will definitely be able to prolong your life and surpass mortals."

"I was born in Luoyang since I was a child, and I made a Buddha at the age of thirteen, and my only wish in my life was to promote Buddhism.

The Dharma is so vast that I have never been able to see one or two of it in my life, and I don't have the energy to do anything else. ”

Xuanzang's voice at that time was still in his ears.

Xuanzang at that time was so young.

From his eyes, the practitioner saw his persistence in Buddhism, his dedication to faith, and his fearlessness in the face of the hardships and dangers ahead.

"Although I can't make a big vow to spread the Dharma like the Master, I respect the Master and am willing to protect the Dharma for the Master."

A long sigh.

Unconsciously, the corners of my eyes were a little moist.

Thirty years in the blink of an eye.

Time passes like a white horse.

Master Xuanzang, who is still a young man in his memory, is now dying.

"Master, since you practice the Dharma, what else can't you see? If it weren't for the root of the disease left by all kinds of dangers and tribulations on the westward journey in those years, Hui Datang has been working hard to translate the scriptures all these years and exhausted your vitality, why would it be ......?"

Master Xuanzang didn't speak, just sat withered, slowly plucking the prayer beads.

Every bead passes by, like a moment of passing away.