Chapter 283 Huaiying, What Do You Think?

What is the most important thing in this era?

Talent!

Lin Chen naturally intends to promote Di Pangpang.

"Oh?"

Li Zhao was interested in Lin Chen's words.

"Since there is such a talent, I appoint you, Lin Chen, as the imperial envoy to investigate the murder case of the envoys. You have ten days to thoroughly investigate the case!"

Ah?

Lin Chen originally planned to let Di Pangpang show up here with Li Zhao.

But he didn't expect Li Zhao to throw the problem directly to him.

Good guy.

Lin Chen once again experienced the feeling of being blamed by the boss in a modern company.

Looking at Li Zhao's expression that could not be refused, Lin Chen swallowed back his refusal.

Well, anyway.

In the Dali Temple, Di Pangpang, as the temple secretary, was still conscientiously handling today's government affairs.

But he didn't expect that he was called by his colleagues and said that a big shot wanted to see him.

"Huaiying, long time no see."

Di Renjie looked at the purple-granted military officer in front of him who showed a ghost face and spoke in a casual tone, and his heart skipped a beat.

Obviously, he still remembered Lin Chen, the important official in the court who was very kind to him.

Especially, this intimate name that called him by his name made Di Renjie not know what to say.

"Hello, General Lin."

Di Renjie suppressed his inner complaints and bowed.

Lin Chen looked at Di Renjie, who was a little rounder than the last time they met, and joked: "Huaiying, I haven't seen you for a few months, but you are plump."

Di Renjie rubbed his stomach awkwardly and said helplessly: "I don't know why I gain weight even if I drink water."

Lin Chen knew the reason.

As a civil servant of the Dali Temple, he had a disordered work and rest schedule, which made it easy for him to have endocrine disorders.

The complication of endocrine disorders is weight gain.

This disease is also very common in modern times.

For example, some middle-level managers in some companies who run business, or truck drivers who work day and night.

But Lin Chen thinks.

Di Renjie's weight gain is more of the malice from the universe.

After all, he is called Di Pangpang, how can he not gain weight?

"Di Sicheng, I think you are working in the Dali Temple. Have you heard about the murder of the Later Jin envoys today?" Lin Chen said in an inexplicable tone.

Di Renjie was stunned when he heard this, and nodded subconsciously.

He naturally knew it, and he was very concerned.

The murder of the Later Jin envoys spread among the people in the capital.

For the people in the capital who like to watch the excitement, this is the best topic of conversation.

In addition, some officials in the Ministry of Rites are not strict with their mouths, and all kinds of gossip are flying all over the sky.

Some say that these people in the Later Jin envoys were poisoned, and some say that it was done by people in the underworld.

Even more outrageous, there are also people who say that this was the black hand of the Later Jin themselves, just to have an excuse to continue fighting with Li Tang.

I think the person who spread the latter rumor is not clear about the current situation in Liaodong.

Liaodong is bitterly cold and difficult to maintain troops.

In addition, the Houjin had just been defeated. How could they have the confidence to fight against the Li Tang without using the land of one state?

Take Xixia as an example.

Xixia was also a stubborn problem on the border of the Li Tang.

However, Xixia had two states, plus the natural barrier of the mountains.

Otherwise, the Houjin would not have thought of taking a risky move and playing the assassination of the king.

Lin Chen looked at Di Renjie, wanting to hear his opinion.

"I am just a temple secretary. This case has been solved by the Dali Temple. General Lin can ask the temple secretary."

You are so good, Di Pangpang, you dare to pretend to be confused in front of this general.

Lin Chen laughed at Di Renjie. If he hadn't known the original history of his character, he would have been fooled by him.

In this case, he didn't plan to keep Di Renjie in suspense.

"Di Renjie!"

Lin Chen's tone became serious.

Hearing the voice, the latter subconsciously straightened his body.

"Your Majesty has ordered this general to be the imperial envoy to investigate the murder case of the envoys. You can call on the Six Gates and the Dali Temple for assistance."

Hiss!

When Lin Chen said this, Di Pangpang took a breath of cold air in his heart.

His Majesty's implication is to let Lin Chen do what he wants.

No wonder the outside world says that Lin Chenjia is His Majesty's trusted minister, which is true.

But.

Di Renjie was a little puzzled. What does this have to do with him?

But the next sentence of Lin Chen made him feel a chill in his heart, and a little surprised.

"Huaiying."

Lin Chen's tone eased, "This general is still short of an assistant for this case. Are you willing?"

Di Renjie felt panicked when he heard Lin Chen say this.

He didn't expect that after half a lifetime of official career, he would meet a noble person to support him after coming to the capital.

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Honglu Temple.

Lin Chen looked at the internal environment.

Compared with other government offices, Honglu Temple is much more imposing.

The reason is easy to understand.

The Honglu Temple is inhabited by foreign barbarians all year round, so naturally the official residence must be made more grand.

Otherwise, the barbarians will underestimate the majesty of the Celestial Empire.

"Honglu Temple Secretary greets Lord Lin!"

A middle-aged official with a fearful look quickly stepped forward to salute Lin Chen.

Lin Chen glanced at the other party, motioned him to stand up, and said: "Take this general and Secretary Di to the crime scene."

Upon hearing this, the Secretary of the Honglu Temple breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.

At present, he was not held accountable by Lin Chen, the imperial envoy, which at least meant that he could keep the black gauze hat on his head.

What Lin Chen did not expect was that there were several old acquaintances at the crime scene.

They were the four famous detectives of the Six Gates.

Today, Wuqing was dressed in a white dress like snow, and the black silk cascaded like a waterfall, reaching his waist and shoulders.

It must be said that it was very eye-catching.

It was just that cold and unremarkable face that made people feel a little cold.

Wuqing also saw Lin Chen and frowned slightly.

"Hello, General Lin."

Zhui Ming smiled and saluted.

He didn't know why his big sister had a little hostility towards Lin Chenjia.

They had never met each other.

Lin Chen ignored Wuqing's little action and just asked about the case.

Di Pangpang had already started searching the crime scene.

These Houjin envoys all lived in the big pavilion of the Honglu Temple.

The interior decoration was almost the same.

Although the body had been taken away by the coroner, the location of the body was also marked with a mark.

After hearing the description of the coroner from the Dali Temple, Lin Chen raised his eyebrows under his ghost face: "You mean, these dead people have no external injuries?"

The coroner nodded respectfully and said: "I dare not deceive you, these envoys of the Later Jin Dynasty do not have any external injuries, just, it seems that they died suddenly."

"Death?"

Lin Chen's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look.

Looking at this large attic, because it is winter, it is covered very tightly.

The charcoal stove was placed on one side of the room and had long been extinguished, leaving only cold ashes.

Don't think the ancients were stupid.

Carbon dioxide poisoning was recorded in ancient times.

The difference is that the ancients called this stagnation of qi condensation, which harmed people's lives.

So the stove in this room also has a vent.

So it is not carbon dioxide poisoning.

Lin Chen ignored the four famous detectives for the time being, and came to Di Pangpang who was pacing in the room and observing, and said lightly: "Huaiying, what do you think?"

Di Renjie's eyes fell on the stove, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Master Lin, I may have found the murderer."

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