What's even more coincidental is that the county magistrate's daughter happened to be staying in the temple that day. When she heard the merchant report to the officials that something happened in the temple, she naturally did not dare to delay at all. She immediately ordered the officers and soldiers to go to the temple, and only then discovered Feng Sanshi's evil deeds.
When this den of evil was first discovered, many people around who had benefited from Feng Sanshi's good deeds were unwilling to believe it. It was not until the government investigated and found out that the meat in the meat porridge that Feng Sanshi had sent people to give to the poor was actually the flesh of the merchants he had killed. Only then did these people believe that the kind-hearted master they thought was actually a devil in human skin.
Public opinion was immediately outraged, and people were determined to demand the death by slow slicing of the demon in the evil temple.
Unexpectedly, Feng Sanshi was as slippery as an earthworm in the mud and escaped again. In the end, only his subordinates who had also killed countless people were captured and beheaded in front of the people to vent their anger.
The strangest thing is that Feng Sanshi disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.
No matter how many arrest warrants the government issued, no matter how remote the village was, a wanted portrait of Feng Sanshi would be posted.
The portrait not only showed him as a bald monk in a cassock, but also his appearance with hair and a beard before he became a monk. It also specifically noted that this person was left-handed, had an inch-long scar on the base of his right hand, was accustomed to deceiving people by appearing kind-hearted, and was blind. However, no one had ever seen him. Who would have thought that he would come to this Ming City?
"Sister, let's go eat. There's nothing good to see here. I'm hungry."
Feng Yuyun got bored after watching the performance downstairs for a while. The dancers invited by an ordinary teahouse would not dance very well. Feng Yuyun, who was used to the carefully choreographed and exquisite dances in the Daqing Palace, naturally did not like it.
But Feng Xiyun behind her seemed to be watching with great interest. After all, it was men's bad nature. No matter what era it was, when men saw a girl dancing in cool clothes, unless they were not interested in girls, they would definitely stop and watch.
"Okay, Xishan's guide mentioned that there seems to be a good restaurant next to the teahouse. I heard that they even invited a chef from Daqing to come over. Let's go and have a try. Is that true?"
Seeing that Feng Ming agreed, Feng Yuyun didn't care whether Feng Xiyun was willing or not, and just dragged him out.
Feng Ming followed behind with a smile. After hearing Bi Chun's report, Ye Xuwen had received the news and brought people over, she left the teahouse with peace of mind.
Since the tavern was right next door, it was only a few steps away.
Although the tavern isn't as bustling as a teahouse, it's still bustling with people at mealtime, filled with the hustle and bustle of everyday life. The waiters, like butterflies flitting through the crowds, serve food and wine, often dodging customers, demonstrating a remarkable balance.
However, the consequence of being too busy was that the place was overcrowded. Bi Chun had to spend a lot of money to get the store to arrange a private room. And the location was not good. It was neither facing the street nor close to a wide view. Instead, it was right next to the teahouse. Moreover, the people in the teahouse across the street were talking so loudly that they could be heard in the tavern here.
Feng Xiyun has the personality of a Husky who always opens the windows to get some fresh air wherever he goes. This place is no exception. He runs the fastest and opens the window as soon as he enters to get rid of the various smells he picked up when passing by downstairs. When the window is opened, he suddenly sees a blind old man. He is so disgusted that he closes the window with a "click" and sits down in a chair in a very listless manner.
"What's wrong? Why don't you open the window?"
Feng Ming, who was walking behind, saw Feng Xiyun closing the window as soon as he came in, and asked him in confusion.
"Why open the car? There's a blind old storyteller sitting opposite me. It's ruining the view. I don't want to open it anymore."
However, Feng Xiyun was lively and active by nature. Seeing the waiter following Feng Yuyun and holding the menu in his hand, he no longer cared about the window and went to study the menu excitedly.
Feng Ming, however, felt that she had been too lucky recently. She could pick up a dog and rescue a person; she could drink tea and meet a wanted criminal who had been elusive for a long time; she could eat a meal and sit across from the room where she could hear the wanted criminal and Sheng Jicheng chatting... Maybe God was creating opportunities for her.
Feng Ming didn't care about Feng Xiyun and the others. He walked to the window, carefully pushed it open a little, and looked out through the gap at the opposite side. However, he only saw a window that was also tightly closed. It seemed that Feng Xiyun's actions of opening and closing the window disturbed the other party.
Seeing that the other party had closed the window, Feng Ming had no choice but to close the window as well. Anyway, the message had already been sent out, and Ye Xuwen would definitely send someone to investigate.
Ye Xuwen did receive the news, and he and Su Weixin immediately split into three groups and launched investigations separately.
Xin Wu sent people to investigate whether their subordinates had asked someone to find the storyteller to tell the customized version of Sheng Jicheng's story. The feedback they received showed that they had indeed found him. After all, in order to expand the scope of public opinion at that time, they cast a wide net and looked for all the storytellers they could. Generally speaking, who would contact Sheng Jicheng as an ordinary storyteller?
Su Wei sent people to investigate the storyteller's life, such as how old he was, whether he was born and raised in Mingcheng, when he started telling stories, etc. Because of the storyteller's fame in Mingcheng, these things were quickly investigated.
This storyteller arrived in Mingcheng about ten years ago. Although not a native of Mingcheng, his neighbors all said he was from Dongyao because he spoke without an accent. Furthermore, when he first arrived in Mingcheng, he said he was from the small town of Dongyao and had come here to make a living after hearing about Mingcheng's prosperity.
According to insiders, when the blind old man first arrived in Mingcheng to tell stories, his storytelling wasn't very good, and he even had to work himself to the bone. However, he would leave Mingcheng periodically, claiming to be traveling around the city to tell stories. Upon his return, his storytelling skills had improved significantly, and he gradually became the best storyteller in Mingcheng.
Nowadays, whenever there is a wedding, funeral or birthday celebration at home, the dignitaries, wealthy businessmen and women in Ming City will invite him to their house to tell a story. Because he is blind, the ladies and young ladies will occasionally invite him to the inner courtyard to tell stories.
Su Wei vaguely sensed something from this information, but he couldn't fully understand it at the moment, so he could only send more people to investigate.
Ye Xuwen led the team himself and brought people to the teahouse to investigate and protect Fengming's safety.
What Fengming didn't know was that Feng Sanshi had superb martial arts skills. If she met Feng Sanshi, she would most likely be in danger.
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