I'm the one running the game

After leaving the gathering in the hall, he took out the scroll that had been sealed before and opened it to read.

"Three hundred taels for this?" Lu Xingshi was still very dissatisfied with this.

The content here is quite limited. We don't even know who set the fire and how many people there are. We only know when the fire started and when it was extinguished.

The second is to define the scope of the suspects. Fortunately, the other party found the direction where the suspects left from some traces.

And then there is nothing else.

Yes, there are only these. It is not clear who did it, who is the mastermind behind the scenes, what the crime process is like, etc., and even the motive is marked for you. If it is so clear, it will not be a price of three hundred taels.

The reason for this situation is naturally because the branch of Tingfeng Pavilion went to investigate after learning that Langya Pavilion was on fire. They could only find some clues, and they did not see the whole process seriously. Therefore, it is considered that the staff of Tingfeng Pavilion are professional to have these clues.

"Very good, at least there are some traces." Murong Xuan said.

The investigation and interview of the suspects was actually done very well. It can be confirmed that it was done by outsiders, and there are relevant traces to prove it.

The suspect is likely to go north, but it is not clear where he went. It was three days later when Tingfengtang found this clue. Everyone was gone, and they had no way to investigate further, so they stopped there.

"He went north, it seems that he went to Kyoto to report." Lu Xingshi did not continue to pursue it. In this ancient low-level martial arts world, there is no monitoring system, nor a complete criminal investigation system. It is really good that Tingfengting can do this.

As for whether it is worth the money, that is another matter.

"The person is definitely not found, so let's just leave it like that and wait for the news from Wendao Hall." Murong Xuan was also holding back a breath of anger in his heart.

"This matter is not over." Lu Xingshi was also unhappy. His Jinwu drawings were also burned. Fortunately, he remembered them in his mind, otherwise he would have to start from the beginning.

The solution is very simple. Go directly to Kyoto, then capture Cai Qiuhe and the disciples of Wendao Hall, and then interrogate them one by one. It is certain that who did it will be found.

Cai Qiuhe may not know about this. Langya Pavilion is just an ant to the prime minister Cai Qiuhe. It is insignificant.

It is more likely that the disciples of Wendaoguan took action to curry favor.

Just like the previous disciple, the other party's original task was to decipher the astrological map on the cloth to find the martial arts inheritance and magic weapon with the fate of the emperor, but he did a lot of extra things privately.

If you do well, you will naturally get Cai Qiuhe's praise and favor. If you do badly, you will be overturned and die without a complete body.

The main reason is that Cai Qiuhe has more than one disciple, and the competition between disciples is still very fierce. Didn't you see that even the eldest brother, who is the orthodox heir, has to go out to run field work and work overtime to do extra work.

That's right, the one who died was the eldest brother of Wendaoguan of this generation, a disciple carefully cultivated by Cai Qiuhe.

But this man is also at a loss. Cai Qiuhe has a son. If we talk about the first person of the younger generation of the Wendao Pavilion, it must be Cai Qiuhe's son. In the martial arts world or the court, his reputation and prestige are second only to Cai Qiuhe. When Cai Qiuhe really succeeds in usurping the throne, the other party will be the prince.

The eldest brother is nothing. Can he be compared with his own son?

"Then what should we do next?" Lu Xingshi asked.

The house is gone, only the land is left. We originally planned to move, and we definitely can't rebuild on the original site.

They need to wait for information now. They can't just leave like this. The deposit is paid, but if they don't go to get the information, the Tingfeng Pavilion branch will indeed keep it for them for a while, but they will charge a storage fee.

So it's impossible to leave. They can only find a place to live for a while.

"I have an old friend, you can stay for a month." Murong Xuan said.

"Is it reliable? If you keep nagging for a month, you will be talked about. It's better to spend some money to rent a yard." Lu Xingshi didn't really want to live in Murong Xuan's so-called old friend's house.

It is always bad to live under someone else's roof.

"Do you still have money?" Murong Xuan asked.

"Yes, you are not out of money, are you???" Lu Xingshi was shocked. He was supposed to have a big family... Oh, it was burned.

Murong Xuan did carry silver notes and some loose silver, but now he has almost used them up.

Lu Xingshi has ores such as gold and silver. After processing, he can sell them as ornaments similar to gold and silver to get an extra 10% of gold coins, but he is stingy and unwilling to give.

After all, there is no way to turn gold and silver in reality into game currency to give him as a reserve of strength.

"Okay, how much do you have?" Murong Xuan asked. If he has money, he will definitely not live under someone else's roof.

"Fifteen taels and seven coins and three copper coins, the salary I got from working for the King of Wu before. If I hadn't left in a hurry, I would have a thousand taels." Lu Xingshi took out his belongings.

If I had known this, I would not have refused to take the money. I had money before, so it didn't matter. Now I have no money, I'm screwed.

"Oh, why don't I take some from the ancestor's treasure house? It's a waste to keep it anyway." Murong Xuan thought of the rebellious treasure house of the former Yan royal family, thinking that he was a descendant after all, so it didn't matter if he took some.

"Master, you are too filial, but this is indeed a good idea!" Lu Xingshi agreed. As the saying goes, it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. On weekdays, he... doesn't seem to live a luxurious life. He doesn't care about food and drink. What he wears is the default skin of the game character. His living standard is to live as long as he can, and he won't die if he can't.

On the contrary, Murong Xuan has a much better quality of life than Lu Xingshi.

Compared with the two, Lu Xingshi, a young man, has become a jungle bumpkin.

"You don't spend it?" Murong Xuan glanced at Lu Xingshi.

"Of course I spend it together, but Master, do you think you are a bit like those prodigal dandies who don't feel sorry for selling their father's land with their children." Lu Xingshi laughed and teased.

"It's okay, I'm 85 years old, I won't spend it for a few years, and when I die, the mess will be left to you." Murong Xuan teased Lu Xingshi in return.

Yes, the one who really feels sorry should be Lu Xingshi. You know, these things should have belonged to Lu Xingshi, but they were all gone in a fire.

However, Lu Xingshi did not have such an idea. His master Murong Xuan was still alive, so he could not possibly covet Murong Xuan's property. The word "young master" also had the word "young" in it, which was equivalent to not having a single stroke in his eight characters. If he really thought so, he would be mentally ill.

If things really went wrong, he would also take out some...food from his own warehouse, but forget about gold and silver, as they might cause trouble if they were circulated. As for the follow-up intelligence payment for Tingfeng Pavilion, he would take his time, and there was still enough time.