Xie Fu stared at the bloody tooth mark on Zhang Ping's neck, feeling ashamed and angry. He turned his eyes to look at Zhuzi beside him, and was about to hit him, but suddenly he woke up again.

"Even so, the Queen Mother's offerings have arrived. If we talk about this, everyone will die."

Zhang Ping said: "If you don't say it, you're even more deceiving the king."

Xie Fu narrowed his eyes: "You must say it?"

Zhang Ping said: "Mr. Feng is investigating this case."

Xie Fu's head buzzed, and the prefect judge decided the case as if he was a god. The adult would definitely find out what the person surnamed Zhang could find out. If it was really related to Grandma's Temple, it would happen at that time, it would be better today.

Even if I strangled and bit Zhang Ping to death in this room, I would be unable to make up for the truth.

Alas... I am a dying person, why can't I let go of so many people, so what do I have to do with me?

Xie Fu smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "Why did Lord Zhang determine that the Yao family's case is related to Grandma's Temple?"

Zhang Ping said: "It is not acknowledgement. I just read the household registration book. Yao Yuanwai's great-grandfather Yao Cunshan was a native of Dawan Village, a county. He married Zhang at the age of 21, died at the age of 25, and has been widowed. His family is poor and has a few acres of thin land. When the sarcophagus was dug out, he left the county. He moved back twenty-three years later and lived in the county. His only son Yao Ji died when he moved back, and his only grandson Yao Tianbao was the father of Yao Yuanwai."

Xie Fu frowned.

Of course he remembered the case of Yao Yuanwai's disgrace. He heard the news at that time, and he rushed back to the county from the capital, but unfortunately he could no longer get involved.

Yao Cong said that his son was arrested by his grandmother, and he was even more surprised by Xie Fu. The grandmother temple is always auspicious in the eyes of the world, and he has not sent a boy to the temple to worship his grandmother for many years. The Yao family has never been a boy.

Xie Fu worked hard to build the grandma temple, the money-making sign. Yao Yuanwai suddenly said that Grandma Cishou was an old monster who caught a young man, and Xie Fu was very concerned about it.

But before Xie Fu was surprised and minded, the Ministry of Justice had closed the case. The truth had nothing to do with Grandma Temple, so Xie Fu was in trouble after following him and didn't bother with it, and he didn't bother to continue to be surprised and minded about the matter.

After hearing Zhang Ping's words, Xie Fu thought for a moment and couldn't help but change his color: "Do you suspect that the Yao family is related to the sarcophagus?"

Zhang Ping nodded: "When the sarcophagus was dug out, a man nicknamed Yao Laoguai once said that the sarcophagus should not move."

Xie Fu said: "Is it Yao Cunshan, the great-grandfather of Yao Yuanwai?"

Zhang Ping said: "To be verified. There is a note on the household registration. Yao Cunshan left the county and lived in Yizhou and Xunzhou for several years."

Both of these places are comfortable in the south, but not in the prosperous business. It is not impossible to earn a fortune of thousands of families for more than 20 years, but it is not easy there.

He looked up at Zhang Ping again: "So do you think it was Yao Cunshan who knew the inside story of the sarcophagus, took the closure money, left Fengle, and came back several years later?" His head shell was completely open, "Mr. Zhang arrived at the top of Shounian Mountain yesterday. I'm afraid it wasn't until he saw the household registration book that he suspected the relationship between the Yao family and Shounian Mountain?"

Zhang Ping had a default face.

Xie Fu's right eyelid twitched violently: "What will Lord Zhang check next?"

Zhang Ping looked as if he was a natural person and said two words: "Dig a coffin."

Xie Fu jumped up again: "You dare!"

Zhang Ping quickly dodged: "If I don't dig, there will be someone dig."

Xie Fu's teeth chuckled.

The words came back to the stalemate just now.

Depending on the temper of the prefect, would he openly dig a stone coffin without caring about the face of the queen mother burning incense?

Xie Fu cannot assert that, however, whether it is open or secretly digging, the people involved in these years must pursue several.

Zhang Ping also said: "Those who do not know are innocent. Knowing but not rewarding means violating the law."

Xie Fu narrowed his eyes again. The situation of Eunuch Wang and Zhang Ping biting their ears just now passed by their minds.

The man named Zhang was the magistrate of Fengle, personally named by the emperor, and has a great relationship. He pretended to be honest and like a second son, and his methods were not weak. From the time he was dug up the sarcophagus of Grandma's temple, he has involved many officials in the past few years, some of which are already in high positions in the court and mixed with various parts, which is even more unimaginable. The man named Zhang just entered the officialdom and no matter how hard the backstage was, he would not be so stupid that he would be so unlucky to many people.

If the prefect comes to do it, even if the empress dowager cannot hurt her decent, she will definitely send some people to her secretly.

Anyway, I have to finish it all, but the chief clerk, workshop, household house, etc. are probably all...

Xie Fu's abacus beads in his heart were thrusting quickly. At this point, he could only weigh a path that would have the least losses to Fengle and those involved.

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The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Xie Fu was furious. A voice came from outside the door and said, "Report to two masters, a Taoist came from outside the county government, claiming to be Lord Zhang's old friend."

Xie Fu couldn't stop him, and watched Zhang Ping open the door.

"Who?"

In addition to a yamen runner outside the door, there was also a chief clerk standing there.

The two of them quickly glanced at Zhang Ping and Xie Fu, and quickly lowered their eyes.

The yamen runner bowed and said, "The Taoist said he came from Nanchi County, Xichuan, and said that when the adults heard the three words "Wu Mingguan", they would know."

Zhang Ping immediately said: "Where is he?"

The chief clerk took a step forward: "Because the palace is there, the subordinate asked someone to invite the adult's distinguished guest to the back hall first." His voice lowered a little further, "Sir, the prince is still sitting. It is not advisable to let him wait for a long time."

Zhang Ping nodded and was about to walk down the corridor. The chief clerk hurriedly stopped him and said in a low voice: "Sir, there is dust on his clothes."

The chief clerk called on someone to take care of Zhang Ping and Xie Fu's appearance. Everyone thought that the tooth mark on Zhang Ping's neck had not seen it. Xie Fu wished that this body would immediately turn into ashes, but at this time, he could not die.

It seems that it is destined to be the most filthy mud in the world.

Xie Fu silently closed his eyes.

Oh my God, my God, what do you want me? Why didn’t you jump down quickly at that time?

When he arrived at the hall, Eunuch Wang put down the teacup and smiled very kindly at Zhang Ping and Xie Fu.

He had long felt like a mirror in his heart. It must be the temple where the Empress Dowager wanted to burn incense. He had some things. What should he do? It was something that the little officials in these two counties should do, so he didn't care much about it.

In the eyes of the eldest brother Zhang Ping, the tooth mark exposed on the upper part of the collar, was nothing.

Eunuch Wang smiled and glanced at Zhang Ping, who was expressionless and Xie Fu, who was tense on his face: "Have you finished talking about the two major people?"

Zhang Ping bowed: "Grandpa Lao has been waiting for a long time. I have something to tell you."

Forget it, I can’t escape my life. I can only count half by the will of heaven and half by gambling luck.

Xie Fu sighed in his heart.

Eunuch Wang raised his hand and waved: "Oh?"

Both the left and right and the chief clerk retreated, and only Zhang Ping, Xie Fu and Eunuch Wang, were left in the hall. Zhang Ping said to Eunuch Wang: "Cishou Temple is related to a murder case. You must dig a coffin for an autopsy, and the top of the mountain has been temporarily sealed."

Eunuch Wang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Zhang, the Empress Dowager's Blessings of Blessed Land Spirit View, how could he bring up any murder?"

Zhang Ping said: "The view of the Blessed Land Spirit may not be true. What we want to verify in this county is the sarcophagus of Grandma Cishou."

Xie Fu's head buzzed again, and his ears roared wildly.

It's over.

This guy is so stupid!

And there is no friendship with Eunuch Wang!

Now it's all over.

At this moment, Lan Jue sighed in his heart outside the outskirts of the capital.

In accordance with the imperial edict, King Dai was demoted to the commoner and sent out of the capital from Zongzheng Prefecture. After arriving in Nianqin Township, Fengle County, Lan Jue, the Minister of Rites, took advantage of the provincial government to "supervise and teach and correct etiquette". Therefore, although Lan Jue set off on the same day as King Dai and his party, he did not leave the capital together on the surface, but in a pavilion more than ten miles outside the capital, Lan Jue "stood for a rest" and "stopped" King Dai and others, and "walked forward together."

King Dai took off his robe and clothes at first, wore plain clothes, kowtowed to the palace and the ancestral temple, and left the palace and left the capital. Lan Jue set out before dawn and rushed to Shili Pavilion with Lan Hui.

Lan Hui was very excited, her eyes wide open, and she kept lifting the curtains and looking out. Lan Jue told him countless times that she must not offend King Dai. Lan Hui nodded hard every time, letting her father know that she was an adult and understood.

"Dad don't worry, A will never offend Your Highness. If he doesn't come to me, I will never take the liberty to disturb you. If he talks to me, he will just respond to whatever he says. Cousin Tong also told me that he just said, "Yes, OK, obey your orders. I will tell your father what he asks me to do."

Lan Jue smiled. If Emperor Yongxuan had not appointed him, he really didn't want Lan Hui to suffer this crime of judging people's face at such a young age.

But many things need to be learned sooner or later. This is all.

Before leaving, Wang Yan gave Lan Hui a slingshot and several bags of projectiles. The craftsmen of Taishi Mansion made slingshots and projectiles were extremely skilled, and even the craftsmen in the palace could hardly match. The slingshot was made of bones of strange beasts in the Western Regions, and it was said to be the tendons of sea dragons. The projectiles were made of dozens of materials such as black soil, agarwood, sandalwood powder, etc. beside the snow-capped ice pool, and the strange fragrance was swaying.

When Lan Jue was a child, he picked up such a projectile under a tree in the suburbs. At that time, he thought it was a scented ball that fell from the sachet of a noble lady who was traveling. He put it in his sleeve and took it home for his mother to see. His mother was also very happy and put it in the box to smoke it. After many years, the fragrance was still strong. When Lan Jue went to Beijing to take the exam, he still brought the ball in his suitcase with him. Later, he recognized Wang Yan. Once he went on an outing with Wang Yan and took a nap in a pavilion. A colorful parrot that escaped from a cage fell on the tree.

He leaned over to him and shouted: "Silly ball, stupid ball..." Lan Jue laughed. Master Wang took out a slingshot from his small leather pocket on his waist, and a black ball shot at the parrot. The parrot flew away, and Wang Yan threw the slingshot and a small bag containing the projectile onto the stone table: "I haven't been playing with this child for a long time, and my hands have been born." Lan Jue was about to say, how could the prince carry it with him? But he smelled a scent and saw the familiar black ball in the pouch. After returning, Lan Jue silently threw the ball in the wardrobe.

This kind of slingshots and projectiles cannot be bought on the market, and they are all things that only craftsmen in the mansion of the Duke and Marquis of the aristocratic family can only be made. Although Lan Jue has reached his current official position, such craftsmen are still not available in his mansion. Lan Hui was so happy that he tied the slingshots and projectiles to his waist and touched them from time to time.

After leaving the capital, Lan Jue's head began to grow bigger, and he didn't bother to worry about Lan Hui. King Dai was demoted and the saint was not allowed to send him off. So everyone came to meet Lan Jue by chance. First, they met by chance on the way out of the capital, and then followed him not far away. When they arrived at the place, they forgot about the time, and walked around again, "Huh? Lord Lan, why did you meet again? It's really a fate." When they were chatting and laughing, the main person appeared and met, which made them look more real.

Most people plan so.

Therefore, after breaking out of the gate of the capital, Lan Jue was constantly encountered by chance. He could not afford to neglect these destined people. Moreover, everyone in the court was pitying him for his life and jumping around for a while without becoming a Shangshu, and he had to rest in shame. Suddenly, he found that he had silently brought a job as Teacher Dai Wang. All kinds of moods could be imagined. At this time, every mistake made by people and things was really fatal. Lan Jue could only cheer up and kept getting out of the sedan chair, laughing and greetings. When he met several times, everyone greeted each other, which was even more time-consuming. Lan Jue watched the sky getting brighter and brighter, the sun was about to rise, and the Ten Miles Pavilion was still far ahead.

If King Dai and his party catch up, if King Dai arrives at Shili Pavilion first...

At worst, the headquarters will return to the hometown to farm from now on.

The sun rose to the horizon, and Lan Jue was still tired even more than a day after being busy at the department office.

Fortunately, Shili Pavilion is finally here, and it will take a while for the people from King Dai and Zongzheng's Mansion to come.

After the carriage was paused, Lan Jue's heart followed: "What's the matter?"

"Sir." The servant was in the car outside the road, "There are people in the pavilion."

Lan Jue rubbed his temples and got out of the car. He saw several servants dressed in ordinary clothes standing outside the pavilion. There were three people sitting in the pavilion. The one with the top red sandalwood robe was King Huai Jingwei. The boy with the cloud pattern brocade robe next to him was King Qi Fei. The boy who was sitting next to him was wearing a long water jade robe. It should not be the prince. Lan Jue looked familiar and remembered that he was the son of Taifu Yun whom he had seen in Wang Yan's mansion last time.

King Huai looked at Lan Jue with a smile: "Hey, Minister Lan? What a coincidence. Are you coming out for spring?"
Chapter completed!