Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

"Song Lang, are you really leaving?"

"Yes."

"Wuwuwu, Song Lang, don't leave." The little Pipa musician rushed over and hugged him.

In the past two months, Song Zhen spent most of his time eating and sleeping in Huichunfang. Gongsun Lan even prepared a private room for him, allowing him to live alone.

Song Zhen was approachable and could chat with anyone, and everyone got along very happily.

Suddenly one day, he said he was leaving. Who could accept this?

Song Zhen smiled and stroked the Pipa musician's head, saying softly: "Why are you crying? I'm not dead."

"Puh, puh, puh, don't talk nonsense."

Miss Xia He stood aside, her eyes following Song Zhen all the time.

Perhaps, this was the last time they met in this life.

From then on, they parted ways and it was difficult for them to meet again.

She thought about asking the head of the family to transfer her to the Bingzhou branch, but in the end she gave up.

She was afraid that one day, she would not be able to help herself and do something stupid that would hurt him.

She had no choice but to quietly bury this love in her heart.

"Song Lang, can I hug you?"

Song Zhen was stunned for a moment, he smiled and stretched out his hand, and Miss Xia He threw herself into his arms, wanting to remember the smell of him.

His clear tears stained the front of his clothes, and Song Zhen sighed secretly.

Miss Xia He hugged for a long time, and everyone looked at the two hugging with complicated eyes.

In fact, they all knew Miss Xia He's intentions, but it was a pity that the wooden man didn't know.

It can only be said that it was not meant to be.

"Sorry, I stained your clothes." Miss Xia He wiped the corners of her eyes, and she finally took the initiative to let go of her hand.

Song Zhen smiled indifferently, and then, in order to avoid suspicion, he also hugged the others a little. Don't get me wrong, he really didn't want to be special.

Finally, he turned around and waved, and got on the carriage.

Everyone followed reluctantly.

Miss Xia He was playing the song "Farewell" on the side.

This was the song Song Zhen gave to Yan Liben and Wang Yifang, and now, it was returned to him.

Song Zhen heard the melodious flute in the carriage, and a child's voice seemed to ring in his mind.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless."

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"Ask you when you will return, don't hesitate when you come back."

"A pot of turbid wine to enjoy the rest of the joy, don't dream of the cold tonight."

Lu Shi's carriage was in front, he originally wanted to go yo-yo in advance, but he didn't expect that he would end up walking with Di Renjie and others.

It can only be said that time is fate, and people who are destined cannot escape.

"Stop." Di Renjie looked out the window and suddenly shouted.

Song Zhen was sleeping at this time. Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Shouzheng, why don't you go to Governor Lu's carriage? I have something to do."

"It's okay. I'll accompany you."

Di Renjie pursed his lips and then got off the car.

Step by step, he climbed to the top of Taihang Mountain and looked up.

Song Zhen didn't know what he meant. He didn't say much, just stood beside him.

Di Renjie raised his hand, pointed to the south, and said to Song Zhen, "My parents live under this cloud."

Song Zhen suddenly realized that this was the case.

He remembered that although Di Renjie was born in Bingzhou, he left his parents when he was young, and later his parents went to Heyang to work.

No wonder he was writing a letter a few days ago. It turned out that he was planning to bring his mother to Bingzhou to take care of him?

Unfortunately, his mother, Mrs. Lu, didn't want to affect her son's future or cause trouble for her son, so she declined him.

As the saying goes, loyalty and filial piety have always been difficult.

Song Zhen lowered his head, thinking that he actually had plenty of money now. After performing for some time, he had accumulated a huge sum of fifty strings of cash in Huichunfang, which he could withdraw at any time.

"Huaiying, is your mother worried about wasting your money, so she didn't come with you?"

Di Renjie smiled bitterly, "Maybe."

"Money is not a problem, I have money."

"No, no, no, your money is yours, I can't use your money." Di Renjie sternly rejected his kindness.

"Hey, who are we following?"

Di Renjie was silent for a moment, and he said to Song Zhen: "Can you play the song "Only Mother is Good in the World"?"

Song Zhen did not refuse, and he took out the flute he carried with him.

This time, the tune was not so sad, but it still made Di Renjie's eyes red.

The melodious flute sound echoed in the valley.

I don't know how long he stood there, Di Renjie saw the clouds drifting away in the sky, he turned around and went down the mountain.

Song Zhen looked back at the place where he had just stood. Thousands of years later, this place would be renamed Hengwang Town, and there would be a stone with the words "Di Lianggong Wangyunchu" engraved on it.

Unexpectedly, he lived inHaving personally experienced history, Song Zhen chuckled, it was quite interesting.

[This plot is selected from the 39th biography of "Old Book of Tang" Di Renjie. I won't put the original picture. 】

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"Shouzheng, we've arrived in Bingzhou." Di Renjie gently pushed Song Zhen. He couldn't understand why this man fell asleep as soon as he got on the carriage?

In fact, Song Zhen was a little uncomfortable riding in a carriage to avoid motion sickness.

Bianzhou (Kaifeng) is more than 480 kilometers away from Bingzhou (Taiyuan).

The carriage was slow and it took almost seven days to reach Bingzhou.

"This is Jinyang County. We should work here in the future."

Bingzhou is very large. In the fourth year of Wude in the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Gaozu Li Yuan promoted Bingzhou to the General Administration Office. In addition, all the seven neighboring states were placed under the jurisdiction of the Bingzhou General Administration Office.

Bingzhou originally had nine counties, plus two counties in Jiezhou, two counties in Shouzhou, four counties in Liaozhou, two counties in Taizhou, two counties in Yuzhou, and three counties in Fenzhou, a total of seven states and twenty-four counties.

Compared with the six counties in Bianzhou, it is simply a world of difference.

Lu Yang took a deep breath, he was very pleased, he didn't expect that he would make a good thing in his old age?

Hehe, I've made it!

When he thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Fanyang Lu had arranged for his clan members to escort his elderly parents to Bingzhou in advance.

Qinghe Cui also arranged for the elders to come and congratulate Lu Yang and Cui Qiufang.

Walking into Jinyang County, all you can see is prosperity. The town area is dozens of times larger than Fengqiu County. After all, this is considered a quasi-first-tier city in the Tang Dynasty.

The most important thing is that Jinyang County has Taiyuan Wang.

The Wang family of Taiyuan is divided into two branches, one is Jinyang County, and the other is Qi County, collectively known as the Wang family of Taiyuan.

Just like the Lu family of Fanyang, it is divided into the Northern Ancestor House, the Second House, the Third House...

Strangely, the early historical books did not record that the Wang family of Qi County and the Wang family of Jinyang were related by blood.

However, they all admitted that the ancestor of the family was Wang Jian, a famous general of the Qin Dynasty.

In addition to the Wang family of Taiyuan, there is actually a Wang family of Langya, but they fell into decline in the Tang Dynasty.

During the Jin Dynasty, it was very glorious. The great calligrapher Wang Xizhi came from the Wang family of Langya.

"Huaiying, Shouzheng, come to my house and sit for a while?" Lu Yang said with a smile.

"Okay." Song Zhen answered so readily, which Lu Yang did not expect.

This kid is still so unrestrained.

He calls me Aye when there is something to do, and calls me kid when there is nothing to do. It's real.

Di Renjie originally wanted to go to Jinyang Wang's to see his wife first, but he had to give up temporarily because of the invitation from his leader.

Before he entered the door, the drum sounded, and a group of people stood outside the door, just waiting to pull the banner.

"Lu Sangong, Cui Qipo, congratulations."

Song Zhen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the crowd. Their standing posture and manners in all aspects were very standard, and they exuded the atmosphere of Confucian scholars.

What Bianzhou Zhao family? Damn, in front of the five surnames and seven families, the temperament is simply different.

Is this the legendary big family?

At this time, the clansmen of Fanyang Lu and Qinghe Cui also noticed the two young men behind Lu Yang.

"I don't know, these two are..."

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