Dali Temple has his Lord Luo

Chapter 60 Concealing Identity
"Miss Xianglian is paying homage to Buddha?" Luo Ning was surprised.

Qiaoer shook her head: "No, the girl likes to listen to scriptures. She said that reading scriptures makes people feel peaceful, so for a while, whenever we go out, we must go to Jinlong Temple to listen to scriptures!"

"Qiao'er, you said that Xiang Lian's letters were lost. What letters were they?" Luo Ning asked.

"The girl usually likes to be quiet. She reads and practices calligraphy when she has nothing to do. She also writes letters to that man."

"Then how to transfer it?" Luo Ning was puzzled.

"Oh, no need to hand it over, it's just the girl's usual mood. When the man comes, the two of them will exchange it with each other!"

"Exchange? Does that mean the man will also write letters to her?"

Qiaoer nodded frequently.

"Qiao'er, I never understand why you haven't seen that man once for more than half a year?"

Qiaoer answered seriously:

"In the beginning, the girl kept it from me because she was afraid that I would tell others. Official art can be good, but you can't meet men privately."

Luo Ning agrees with this statement, Xiang Lian is very cautious.

"Later, after meeting at Wanxiang Tower, the girl would know in advance every time, so she would just pick the man up at the door! There was no need for me at all."

Mom took over: "No, we've been hiding it for so long and we didn't even notice it."

"Qiaoer, do you still remember the day when the incident happened? Is there anything special about it?"

"Sir, I have recalled the accident many times and found nothing unusual. The girl didn't need me every time, so I went to play in other girls' rooms early."

"Do you think that man killed Xiang Lian?"

"I don't know either, but that man was the only one there that night."

"When Xiang Lian goes out with you, will he stay overnight?"

"No, sir, the officials don't allow it, so if you go out on the same day, you will come back the same day."

Qiaoer is just a child, so all answers are reasonable.

Luo Ning didn't ask any more questions. Under the leadership of her mother, she came to the room where Xiang Lian had the accident.

Mom is unwilling:
"You said that such a good girl suffered such a misfortune. It's really sad. No one can live in this room anymore. The other girls are afraid and most of them went to live on the first floor. I'm afraid this place will only be used as a warehouse in the future."

Talking to himself, Luo Ning looked around, there was a moon gate between here and the front yard, the yard was huge, the ordinary two-story wooden building was just a luxury building.

Xiang Lian's room was on the east side of the second floor. After going up the wooden stairs, Luo Ning discovered that if you didn't look carefully at night, you really wouldn't be able to spot anyone moving around.

When she reached the door, her mother stopped: "Haha, Mr. Luo, I won't go in. You know, we are open for business..."

"Understood, then mother can go to work. Is the room still the same?" Luo Ning knew the scene of the murder, and she felt unlucky.

"Yes, it hasn't been touched at all. Mr. Song specially reminded that the case has not been solved yet and the scene cannot be destroyed, so he locked the door early."

Mother handed the key to Luo Ning and left in a hurry.

Luo Ning and Song Zhuer stood at the door, and saw a girl looking over the railing from a distance.

Luo Ning walked over. She was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with a sweet appearance and a plectrum in her hand:

"Are you playing the piano?"

The girl nodded: "Sir, are you here for Xiang Lian?"

Luo Ning saw her but hesitated to speak.
"How is your relationship with Xiang Lian?"

The girl's eyes were red: "Very good."

Luo Ning couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that these girls, who had even lived together since childhood, were now imprisoned in this world.

The girl probably got used to it long ago, she smiled and said to Luo Ning:

"Actually, we are also very good here. Xianglian and I are both quiet people. We have no worries about food and clothing here, and we can read books and play the piano. The days are very quiet."

"Does Xiang Lian feel the same way?"

"It was always the case before, but ever since I met that man, Xiang Lian wanted to get out."

"How do you feel about that man?"

The girl shook her head:
"Xiang Lian loves him very much. Once, Xiang Lian was reading a book, and I accidentally saw her. Many of the footnotes in her book were annotated."

Luo Ning remembered Qiao Er's book that Xiang Lian had lost.

"You mean, even reading a book, the two often communicate?"

The girl nodded:
"I think so. That man is very talented, and I admire him very much. Sir, you know, although we are officials, we are... high-spirited."

After saying that, he lowered his head and sighed.

"That man, have you never seen him before?"

The girl nodded: "Xiang Lian lives there."

The girl pointed to Xiang Lian's room: "We usually receive guests downstairs. So even if we take it to the second floor, others can't actually see it."

Sure enough
Saying goodbye to the girl, Luo Ning and Song Zhuer unlocked the door and entered Xiang Lian's room.

There was a sound of pipa in the distance, and the sound was as melodious as singing and weeping.

Women in the State of Zhao have been learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood, and Luo Ning was no exception, but she was not proficient in it. After joining the Dali Temple, her piano skills were even more neglected.

But Luo Ning could tell that the sound of the piano at the moment was full of sadness, which made people feel distressed.

"Zhu'er, let's look for anything the man left behind."

Song Zhuer, like Luo Ning, didn't dare to turn the page. The two of them just used their eyes to observe corner by corner.

Xiang Lian's room was a suite, with a living room outside and a bedroom inside, so there was only one east window. Luo Ning opened the window and saw an alley on Fukang Street below.

Luo Ning looked at the height again. He couldn't do it himself, but he imagined that a man like Qin Zhao could jump out of the window.

"Zhu'er, I remember it was recorded in the file that the window was open when Xiang Lian was found?"

"Yes, my lord, I am sure. I also said that the body was cold because of the open window."

This makes sense, every time you come to the main entrance, jump out of the window, and hide a little more when you come, so that you can completely hide from the crowd.

But who is it that needs to be so cautious?
He took the letter simply because he didn't want to be discovered. In other words, there were words in the letter that could be identified as his at a glance. So what kind of love words were there that could identify him at a glance?
Luo Ning was puzzled.

If she communicates with Qin Zhao, she will write love words, but love words are similar in the world, is it the name?

That's not right. You can call someone by name, but you must call them by words.

For example: Qin Zhao, whose name is Qin Zhao and whose courtesy name is Huanming. If you are not familiar with it, you will not know it at all. Even if you are familiar with it, you must be very familiar with it.

Moreover, judging from the title alone, it is impossible to confirm the identity. If nothing else, there are thousands of Huanming.

Luo Ning shook his head.

Song Zhuer also found nothing else.

When the two returned to Dali Temple, Qin Zhao came unexpectedly.

"I haven't let you go, why are you here?"

Song Zhuer walked away knowingly, and Luo Ning asked Qin Zhao happily.

"Business matters first, private matters later."

"Oh?"

"On official business, the Commander of Jinyiwei invited Dali Siqing to attend the party at night."

"What about private matters?"

"The private matter is that Qin Zhao invited Luo Ning to attend the party at night."

(End of this chapter)