Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

"So it's the Immortal Su! I've long admired your name!" Transport Commissioner Yang cupped his hands, forcing a smile on his face.

Governor Zhang then said, "To be honest, Su Zhexian is the imperial envoy personally appointed by His Majesty. I am accompanying him on his inspection tour of Yunzhou."

"It's just that Su Zhexian doesn't like official social interactions, so I didn't introduce him to you earlier."

Upon hearing this, Transport Commissioner Yang was startled!

An imperial envoy?!

Wouldn't the other party's status in the team be even higher than that of Governor Zhang?

"I am deeply sorry for not greeting you properly, Your Majesty!"

Transport Commissioner Yang's smile faded, and his expression became much more serious.

"Let's not talk about these things now. Yan Kai's death is the most important thing." Governor Zhang waved his hand, signaling the transport commissioner to stop with the formalities.

Su Nan then walked around Yan Kai's body.

In just a few minutes, he reached a conclusion.

"Yan Kai did not commit suicide out of fear of punishment, but was murdered."

"The bloodstains had congealed into clumps, indicating that he had just died. He must have been brutally murdered when we arrived at the canal transport office."

Governor Zhang was not surprised by the result, but he was more interested in the details.

"Su Zhexian, how can you tell that he was murdered, and not committed suicide?"

Nangong Qianrou also looked at Su Nan.

She was in charge of interrogating prisoners, but she wasn't good at handling cases.

In fact, most of the Golden Gongs are very skilled in martial arts, but when it comes to solving cases, they often have to rely on their Silver Gongs and Bronze Gongs.

"it's actually really easy……"

Su Nan smiled.

"Yan Kai is left-handed, which can be seen from the thick callus on the side of his left middle finger, which is the result of holding a pen for many years. Normally, the callus is on the right middle finger, so he is left-handed."

“Look at the wound on your neck. It’s deeper on the left and shallower on the right. This is a knife wound left when the knife is held in the right hand.”

"Normally speaking, since Yan Kai is left-handed, he wouldn't have committed suicide with his right hand, would he?"

Transport Commissioner Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Wonderful!

Excellent!

To the transport commissioner, who was not good at solving cases, Su Nan's reasoning was an amazing display of ability.

Governor Zhang nodded slightly, expressing his admiration.

Requesting flowers...0

No wonder it only took a day to solve the Sangbo bombing case in southern Jiangsu.

He's simply a god.

"But now things are getting a bit complicated."

"Yan Kai's cause of death was throat-slitting. This method is too simple; anyone could do it, making it very difficult to investigate."

"..."

Su Nan sighed.

Nangong Qianrou immediately said, "Inquire immediately about the officials of the Grand Canal Administration and the people in Yan Kai's residence."

Governor Zhang said, "Sir Transport Commissioner, please cooperate with us."

For more than an hour afterward, the three astronomers from the Imperial Observatory kept observing the officials and clerks of the Grand Canal Transport Office.

But nothing came of it. With the death of Yan Kai, the transport commissioner, the trail to this "embezzlement" case went cold.

In Su Nan's view, the possibility of solving this case is basically zero.

This is clearly one of Xu Pingfeng's tactics: to continuously seize state assets from Da Feng, build up his power in Yunzhou, and prepare for a future rebellion.

However, these are not things he is worried about.

After finishing their work, the group rested for a day in Yuzhou.

The night watchmen were all vigorous and energetic martial artists. They had been adrift on the boat for several days without even seeing a woman.

Now that we've arrived in Yuzhou, we'll definitely have to visit the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district).

As for southern Jiangsu...

As a freeloader... no, as a banished immortal of the Great Feng Dynasty, I naturally had to go and see what the Yuzhou Jiaofangsi (a type of entertainment venue) was like.

……

Yuzhou, Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau).

Amidst the melodious sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments, people in southern Jiangsu province sip fine wine.

He was surrounded by a group of night watchmen and officials from the Grand Canal transport office.

Governor Zhang was a scholar, so naturally he wouldn't come to a place like this.

Even if I were to come, I would do it secretly, all by myself.

Scholars have a sense of shame.

As a woman, Nangong Qianrou would never come to such a place.

The night watchmen around them were clinking glasses and exchanging toasts, each accompanied by a beautiful woman, chatting and laughing.

The Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau) in Yuzhou was different from that in the capital; it did not occupy as much land.

However, it is built along the river, with six courtyards and two high-rise buildings.

In comparison, its advantage lies in its elegant scenery.

The rippling water distorted the reflection of the red lanterns, and the sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments drifted through the courtyard and across the shimmering river.

Led by officials from the Grand Canal Transport Office, Su Nan and his companions arrived at the courtyard of a courtesan named Hongxiu for a tea party.

The most beautiful courtesan in Yuzhou is still a top courtesan, and all the proper rituals must be followed.

No matter where you are, top courtesans are not easy to meet.

The courtesan named Hongxiu seemed somewhat reluctant; the group had been drinking in the courtyard for almost half an hour, but she still hadn't come out.

As Su Nan drank his wine, he thought about Fu Xiang.

It seems that this woman in red sleeves has a rather high opinion of herself and doesn't think much of the people in the canal transport office and the night watchman's office.

The lady in red sleeves didn't arrive until the latter half of the tea ceremony.

She held her wine glass and apologized to everyone.

"I was feeling unwell and rested for a while. Please forgive me, gentlemen."

As she spoke, Hongxiu's gaze swept quickly over everyone present.

They were all local officials from the Grand Canal transport office... and a group of gong players dressed as night watchmen.

They are all vulgar people.

Hey, there's actually a good-looking young man here.

Hongxiu's gaze slowly fell on Su Nan.

This man was surrounded by many night watchmen, who seemed to be people from the night watchman's office, perhaps clerks or something similar.

Tsk tsk, what a waste of such good looks.

Hongxiu drank a cup of wine as an apology, and then did nothing else.

She then went among the group and played drinking games with them, but she didn't seem to be taking it very seriously.

Hongxiu wore a rather professional, stiff smile and rarely made any physical contact with others.

Su Nan had been working in the brothel for so many years, he had seen all kinds of women.

He observed every move of the woman in red sleeves.

Su Nan suddenly lost interest.

Encountering a woman like this can be a bit boring.

When Fu Xiang first entered the Kyoto Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment institution), her attitude was much better than Hong Xiu's; she was very well-mannered.

However, to be fair, women from Jiangnan do possess a unique gentleness; their voices are soft and sweet, as if they are whispering to their lovers.

After playing for a while, Hongxiu gradually lost interest.

These roughnecks even play drinking games using finger-guessing and dice.

As for the handsome young man, he drank silently without saying a word and did not play with the others, suggesting that he had no status among the night watchmen.

Hongxiu gradually lost interest and decided to leave.

"Let me play a tune for you gentlemen," Hongxiu said with a gentle smile.

Chapter 74 Yuzhou Jiaofangsi, the Red-Sleeved Courtesan Who Regrets Her Heart

"Hongxiu Niangzi's zither skills are unparalleled in Yuzhou Jiaofangsi. When you come to our Yuzhou Jiaofangsi, you must listen to Hongxiu Niangzi's zither music."

An official from the canal transport office immediately began to flatter him!

It's like introducing the unique features of your hometown to outsiders, with a sense of pride and arrogance.

Hongxiu smiled faintly: "My lord, I am unworthy of such praise."

Although she said that, the arrogance in Hongxiu's eyes was clearly about to burst forth.

Hongxiu Niangzi was quite proud of her zither skills.

Subsequently.

With a flick of her fingers, the red sleeves produced a melodious zither tune.

After the piece was finished, the officials from the Grand Canal transport office raised their wine cups with smiles: "What do you gentlemen think?"