Chapter 32: Yanbo Tower
"I heard that you were recently promoted to Demon Patrol Guard, but we didn't believe it. Now look at the way you're dressed, it's true. From now on, you have to call me Master Jiang!"
He had come to see Yan Xiaowu several times before, and although he was not very familiar with these black-robed constables, he was at least acquainted with them.
For a knife-wielding man who was a refugee not long ago, he did not die while wielding the knife and was promoted to a demon-patrol guard in a short period of time. In their system, he is still considered a legend of some size.
"Since you know that Master Jiang is here, why don't you serve him politely? Hurry up and call Yan Xiaowu out to me."
Jiang Zhou was not afraid of these rough skins and started shaking.
"As you command! I'll call you, Master Jiang, right away!"
A constable ran in laughing.
There is also a chain of contempt among the six officials of Daji.
The scholars and literati in the Department of Ceremonies are arrogant and look down on all illiterate people who do not read books and have no culture, including the immortal masters in the Department of Heavenly Supervision.
Although the immortal masters of the Heavenly Guards are not illiterate, in their eyes, they are all just vagrants with no achievements, social hooligans and parasites, with only skills but no knowledge.
The people in the Jiantian Division looked down on the worldly and rough warriors such as the Suppressing Bandits Division, the Sujing Division, and the Tixing Division.
Because the Sujingsi dealt with demons, he looked down on the guys in the Tixingsi who were helpless .
Perhaps only the Dangkou Division has the military power in his hands, and even the holy places of immortals are intimidated by him. His position is very delicate and sensitive, so he is relatively reserved and does not pay much attention to other people.
Among them, there is a most mysterious Wind Catching Department which is not included in this contempt chain, because everyone stays away from it, even the literati in the Ceremonial Department avoid it as much as possible.
Therefore, although the black-robed constables and the demon patrollers are on the same level, in fact, they always feel inferior when standing in front of the demon patrollers.
It was quite gratifying that Jiang Zhou did not distance himself from them despite his sudden rise to a "high position", but was still joking and close to them as before.
"Brother Jiang! Would you like to have tea with me?"
Soon, Yan Xiaowu came running out, swinging his short legs and smiling, revealing his two rows of signature white teeth.
"Tea is always available, but I would like to ask you for a favor first."
Jiang Zhou smiled and handed over the scroll in his hand.
"Can you help me check this person?"
Yan Xiaowu took it, unfolded it and took a look at it. Without asking any questions, he called a tall constable behind him and said, "Old Ling, did you hear that? Give me a hand."
"Okay, how dare I not do my best for Master Jiang's business?"
The tall man took the scroll with a smile and ran in.
The Ministry of Justice was in charge of the prisons across the country, catching criminals and thieves, and was also in charge of the household registration of various places.
If you want to find someone in Wujun, no one is more suitable than them.
"What's going on? Can you tell me?"
Yan Xiaowu knew the rules and didn't force it.
Jiang Zhou knew Yan Xiaowu, who was extremely well-informed. It seemed that there was everything he knew about all sorts of things, making him seem a bit omnipotent.
Maybe he could help him, which was why he came.
So he told it exactly as it was.
"So it's this case..."
After Yan Xiaowu heard this, he touched his small car and suddenly said, "It is very likely that nothing can be found out."
Not long after, the tall constable came back.
The result was unexpected to Jiang Zhou and Yan Xiaowu.
The person in the scroll was found, but the woman had died several years ago.
Yan Xiaowu said: "Brother Jiang, are you sure there is nothing wrong with this portrait?"
Jiang Zhou shook his head and said, "Probably not."
Yan Xiaowu touched his chin and said, "Could it be that he is resurrecting from a dead body?"
This kind of thing is incredible to ordinary people, but for them, although it cannot be said to be common, it is not unheard of.
He thought for a moment and said to the tall constable, "Well, Lao Ling, please do me a favor and go to this woman's home and ask her. If possible, it would be best to convince the family to open the coffin and perform an autopsy."
"Okay, no problem, I'll go right away."
The tall man agreed readily.
"Brother Jiang, there's no point in guessing now. Just let Old Ling do it. It's a hassle to open the coffin and do an autopsy."
Yan Xiaowu smiled at Jiang Zhou and said, "Let's go to Yanbo Tower and have a couple of drinks first."
He didn't allow Jiang Zhou to refuse and dragged him away.
Jiang Zhou had no choice. He had to wait for Old Ling to come up with the results of his investigation anyway, so he had to join in the fun.
It is not easy to open the coffin and perform an autopsy on a person who was buried several years ago.
If things go wrong, the family of the deceased will make a fuss and it will be a big trouble.
This is also the reason why Yan Xiaowu directly asked Lao Ling to do it.
Lao Ling is already a veteran official in the Ministry of Justice and is well versed in such matters.
Soon, Jiang Zhou and Yan Xiaowu were already sitting upstairs in Yanbo Tower.
Yan Xiaowu was drinking a little wine and listening happily to the storyteller's rhythmic voice.
Jiang Zhou was also drinking cup after cup with the exquisite dishes.
Before I knew it, my face had turned red and I felt a little nauseous.
Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "The cost of this Yanbo Tower is notable in the entire Wu County. You come here every day, and your salary in the Ministry of Justice is very high."
Yan Xiaowu rolled his eyes and said, "Old Jiang, you are good in every way, but you are boring because you always want to get to the bottom of everything. Think about it, how many times have you tried to test me in the past month?"
Jiang Zhou drank the wine in the glass and said, "I have drunk the wine and listened to the book. Now you can tell me why you came here?"
Yan Xiaowu was eating meat and drinking wine while he asked irrelevant questions: "I was wondering if you had offended anyone in the Sujing Division?"
Without waiting for Jiang Zhou to answer, he continued, "We were the ones who initially took over this case, but later we suspected that it was done by a demon, so we transferred it to your Sujing Division."
"We have been assisting in the investigation of this case during this period, but the demon is very cunning and has left no trace at all."
"The people at the Sujing Division suspect that it is most likely a demon of the eighth rank or above, and that it has some means of changing its appearance, just like the ghost that slaughtered Shanyin in the past. Otherwise, it would not be possible to hide so thoroughly."
"Even if your few demon-hunting lieutenants encounter a demon above the eighth rank, they will most likely die. Why would we let you come?"
Yan Xiaowu looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "Do you want me to kill you?"
Jiang Zhou just smiled and said, "You think too much. Killing demons and eliminating evil is the duty of everyone in the Sujing Division. What does it mean to be divided between you and me?"
Although he drank a little too much, he was not drunk.
There are some things Yan Xiaowu said without scruples, but he couldn't.
Otherwise, if the accusation of slandering his superiors were to get out, it would be enough to get him into big trouble.
Yan Xiaowu also understood and shook his head: "If you ask me, with your ability, it would be great if you could come to my Criminal Division? With brothers here, who would dare to cause trouble for you?"
Jiang Zhou said nothing when he heard this.
Yan Xiaowu had said this many times, and he wanted to take him to the Ministry of Justice.
To be honest, if there was no Atlas of Ghosts and Gods, Jiang Zhou would definitely go.
But the fact is, there is probably no other place in the world that is more suitable for him than Sujingsi.
When Yan Xiaowu saw his expression, he knew that his words were in vain again.
He didn't get angry, but shook his head and said, "I knew you would want this. To tell you the truth, the owner of Yanbo Tower is surnamed Chen, and he is the father of the Miss Chen. I just want to bring you here to get familiar with the family, maybe it will be useful to you."
"Oh?" Jiang Zhou looked at him with suspicion.
Yan Xiaowu had already raised his cup and drank it, and he closed his eyes, his face full of intoxication:
"This Yanbo Tower is indeed the best restaurant in Wu County. The wine here is really good, not inferior to the wine in Yujing, and has a more mellow and soft taste unique to Nanzhou. It tastes like cotton and wadding..."
"Tsk, tsk, beautiful!"
Then he shook his head in dissatisfaction: "I've listened to this story over ten times, and you don't want to change it. Aren't you tired of it?"
Jiang Zhou glanced at the storyteller on the stage below.
At this time, the story is still about "The goddess of Yanshan caused the Yunmeng flood, and the hidden immortal of Wujun created five-colored smoke and haze."
During this period, the reputation of "Hidden Immortal of Wu County" has become more and more famous.
Not only did the people of Wu County spread the story, but it was said that its fame had spread throughout Nanzhou and even to the various states of Daji.
Even Jiang Zhou was a little jealous of his own title, but he couldn't stand up and say loudly, "I am the hidden immortal of Wu County!"
He didn't consider whether he was shameless or thick-skinned. He just thought about his life.
Not only the common people, but also many strange people who dress differently from ordinary people have appeared in Wu County in recent times, especially monks and Taoists.
According to rumors in the department, they are all people from the immortal sect who are here to look for the hidden immortal.
Although Jiang Zhou was very suspicious whether Yan Xiaowu's motives were as he said, or whether he simply wanted to come and listen to the book.
But knowing that this was the family property of Miss Chen, he still began to look around carefully.
“Shhh!”
Suddenly, a few sneers were heard, mixed in with the cheers.
Jiang Zhou saw that not far from their table, there were several tables occupied by young scholars in snow-white Confucian robes.
At the table in the middle were several elderly scholars.
These sneers came from the mouths of several young students sitting at the table with the older scholar.
"These fools only know how to praise the hidden immortals of Wujun. How could they know that Wujun is now peaceful and Daji can be prosperous today because of the reign of the Holy Emperor and the hard work of the Confucian scholars? "
