"It wasn't me, it wasn't me! I was just helping them deal with those girls and sell them to other places!" Wu Yifan hurriedly explained, startled by the glares from the crowd.

Seeing the blood-red stain on his crotch and the pungent smell, he couldn't help but take a step back in disgust.

"They're all bad news. Take them back and interrogate them thoroughly. Dig out everything about them. Don't let any of these guys get away!" Princess Changning said coldly. During this time, although Qin Mu had tried his best to prevent her from witnessing those horrific scenes, it was impossible to completely avoid them, especially given the string of bloody data in the dossier.

Having witnessed so much tragedy, one's mind is bound to change in some way; some become twisted, while others become more cynical. This group of young people from the Six Doors naturally fell into the latter category.

Through a brief interrogation, the details of the matter became clear. Shi Junjie and his gang of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) members routinely engaged in highway robbery, robbing merchants. They were very cautious, robbing one county twice before moving on to another, not targeting large caravans, but wiping out smaller ones to prevent word from getting out quickly. By the time the crime was discovered, they had already vanished.

Unintentionally, they heard that Yuezhu Temple had treasures, so they deliberately approached it, but they couldn't find out anything. In a fit of anger, they killed the monks of the temple and took it over as their base.

Wu Yifan had met them once before. Upon arriving in Chang'an, they immediately hit it off and joined forces. Shi Junjie and his gang used temples as a front to rob beautiful women passing by or offering incense. They could keep some for their own amusement, and also sell some to solve their financial problems. After all, robbery and murder near Chang'an were suicidal. No one knew who the powerful backers were.

Several years passed like this until this time when the truth came out. If we were to talk about hatred, Shi Junjie hated Wu Yifan the most. When he was escorted back to Chang'an, he never stopped cursing him.

"If you can't control that thing between your legs, you deserve to be gone!"

In response to Shi Junjie's insults, Wu Yifan acted like a dead dog, following behind the horse lifelessly.

All the prisoners were chained together, and many people in Chang'an had seen this sight before, pointing and gossiping about it.

Arresting a group of prisoners is a huge sensation in this world. From the city gates to the Six Doors (a government agency), crowds of people followed to watch the spectacle. Even after Qin Mu and his group entered the Six Doors, the people continued to talk about it with great interest. Many described it in great detail, as if they had witnessed it themselves.

This time, Qin Qiong and Guo Xiaoke personally inquired about it, and they came to ask about it shortly after returning to the yamen.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just heard you arrested a group of monks, so I came to check on you," Qin Qiong said, rubbing his nose. He was a little embarrassed; he couldn't very well say that he was worried you'd caused trouble, which was why he came to check on you, especially since his daughter-in-law was here.

"Tsk tsk! This Moon Pearl, I've only ever heard of it. 'The moon shines brightly over the sea, and the pearl sheds tears.' Moon Pearls are extremely rare. It is said that Moon Pearls not only contain a large amount of spiritual energy, but can also condense spiritual energy." Guo Xiaoke looked at the Moon Pearl in the box and kept sighing.

"Although this bead has spiritual energy, it is very rare, and it is extremely difficult to absorb. I don't feel any spiritual energy gathering towards the bead," Qin Mu said, frowning.

Back at the Six Doors, he couldn't resist picking up the Moon Pearl to examine it. He even used some methods to look at it, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just a relatively large and pretty pearl.

"Could there be a mistake?" Cheng Huaimo said, stroking his chin.

"A mistake? What do you mean?" Guo Xiaoke asked with great interest.

"What I mean is that the monks in the temple initially made a mistake and kept this bead as a moon bead. After all, you said that the moon bead is a legendary one, so isn't it normal to make a mistake?" Cheng Huaimo analyzed.

"Could it be because the method of use is incorrect? If it's not certain, why would Yuezhu Temple be called Yuezhu Temple?" Yuchi Baolin asked.

“Yes! Maybe we just haven’t found a way to use it!” Qin Mu agreed.

"Wow, Baolin! You've finally learned to use your brain," Cheng Huaimo exclaimed.

"Of course!" Yuchi Baolin proudly raised his head.

“Yes! Even a fool can have a stroke of genius. The ancients were right!” Cheng Huaimo nodded in agreement.

"What do you mean!" Yu Chi Baolin asked with a frown. He wouldn't have thought much of it if someone else had said it to him, but he knew one thing: whenever Cheng Huaimo said something to him, it was almost always something nice.

“He called you stupid! A big idiot!” Xiangli Yanran couldn’t stand it anymore and tried to explain for him.

Upon hearing Xiangli Yanran's words, Yuchi Baolin automatically ignored the second half, turned to look at Cheng Huaimo, and said indifferently, "Ugly devil! Want to fight!"

“Come on then! I’m not afraid of you!” Cheng Huaimo grabbed the large axe and said.

"Get out and fight!" Qin Qiong roared angrily.

The two obediently took their weapons and went out to fight. No one was surprised or worried about their safety. Most people knew that their fathers were like that; they rarely didn't fight when they met, but they never killed anyone.

"Put the Moon Pearl away for now. I'll ask around to see if anyone knows if it's real! Just proceed with the prisoner's case according to procedure!" Qin Qiong said before leaving the Six Doors.

After receiving several applicants, Qin Mu lost interest and set a new rule: he would appoint several skilled constables as examiners. Only those who passed their tests would be received by Qin Mu and his team.

After lunch, I hurriedly went to the Li family to listen to Li Gang explain the meaning of the classics.

After staying at Li Gang's house for an hour, Qin Mu went straight home to read books, practice calligraphy, and study the formation knowledge passed down by Yan Lide.

Determining the location, distance, and size of the building requires a massive amount of calculation; the larger the building, the more calculations are needed. Beside me are my younger siblings, as well as Luo Tong, Cheng Huaibi, Yuchi Huan, and Li Dejiang, a few other little ones.

From a distance, they look like a group of studious teenagers. The occasional sound of them reading aloud makes Wang Ma and the others downstairs quiet down, afraid of disturbing the students studying upstairs.

Of course! But up close, it was a different story. Apart from Qin Yuxin, who was focused on the book in her hand, everyone else was restless. Even when looking at the Xuan paper in front of them, they were staring blankly or biting the pen in their mouths.

Qin Mu didn't make excessive demands on his younger siblings. If they could learn, they could; if not, so be it. After all, there were other paths besides studying Confucianism. Of course, he still needed to maintain his authority. At the very least, they had to complete their daily homework, and he would also take time to explain any questions they didn't understand.