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"Haha......"

Pang Ji shook his head lightly, in disbelief, and couldn't help laughing.

On what basis does he think he will give in unconditionally?

What other price can he offer to get himself to cooperate?

It's funny, it's funny!

Childish, too childish!

But when he came into contact with the calm and sharp gaze of the official family, the smile on Pang Ji's face froze.

"Prime Minister,"

The official took out a thin letter from his sleeve and handed it to him: "You must be familiar with this old man's letter. ”

Pang Ji took a look, his hand trembled slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief before he calmed down and opened the envelope.

Of course, he was familiar with this handwriting.

That's Guan Yixing's words.

The matter of planting the stakes was too important, and he did not dare to fake it.

In the twenty-first year of Chunzhao, Pang Ji secretly imitated it for a long time before he learned Guan Yixing's handwriting to be very similar.

However, he wrote only one letter in this handwriting.

It was the letter written by "Guan Yixing" to Shulu Yaliguo.

Therefore, the letter in front of me is Guan Yixing's real handwriting.

The letter was written by Guan Yixing to his cousin who served in Luzhou, briefly mentioning trivial matters such as repairing the ancestral hall and his nephew going to Beijing to take the exam.

This is an ordinary letter from home.

Pang Ji finished reading it worriedly, but he hesitated slightly, although he had faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he never saw anything wrong with this letter.

The official understood his doubts, stretched out his hand, and pointed out one of the sentences for him.

- "The water is crosswood, and it is difficult to cross people, so it is better to raise funds to build a stone bridge." ”

The bridge of the single tree is said.

This is related to the previous article, saying that there is a small river in front of the ancestral hall of Guan Yixing's hometown, and a single-plank bridge has been erected on it, but Guan Yixing feels that this is not safe and unsightly, and suggests that his cousin take the lead in raising funds to repair the slate bridge in his hometown.

Pang Ji is still inexplicable.

What does this single-plank bridge and slate bridge have to do with him?

The official read: "'The matter of Hejian Mansion has been decided, but the matter of disarmament is still to be discussed. ’”

This is the most critical sentence in the letter written by Pang Ji imitating Guan Yixing's handwriting.

It's just that these and the small bridge in front of the ancestral hall of Guan Yixing's hometown are two things that have nothing to do with each other, and he really can't get in touch with him if he wants to break his head.

The only thing that is relevant is that in both sentences, there is a word "榷".

The word "榷"?

The word "榷"!

Pang Ji carefully looked at the word in the letter, and sure enough, he found a clue.

The word "榷" in the genuine handwriting is actually a typo.

Next to the "隺" on the right is not next to the word "wood", but the word "Shu".

He was slightly surprised: "This ......"

The official said: "Guan Yixing's father's single name is '榷', in order to avoid his name, whenever he writes the word '榷', he will add a little more." ”

The incense of the furnace in the hall is intertwined into a calming smell.

Cloves, cardamom.

Hang Ju.

And Musk and Perran.

Pang Ji couldn't calm down.

A gust of cold wind pierced through the curtain, and he felt a chill like never before.

"What I'm most curious about is,"

The official smiled softly and amiably, as if he was laughing at an innocuous matter: "Doesn't the prime minister know about this?"

Yes, he didn't know.

Unlike most of the children of the family in the Ministry of War, Guan Yixing has an ordinary background, and it is said that his family is just an ordinary merchant. However, this person is smart and exquisite, and he is good at drilling camps, and he welcomes Lu Yijian with his will, so he can rise to the top in the military department.

It is precisely because he is not involved in the family of the court that Pang Ji chose him to frame.

Unexpectedly, thousands of calculations were calculated, but they were all missing.

- "Guan Yixing's deduction of military salaries is conclusive evidence, and it is enough to punish the crime, so why should Shao Bao have to be involved in that matter......?

Le Song's words, like a time-barred irony, made Pang Ji suddenly remember.

His hands couldn't help but clench into fists.

After pondering for a while, he calmed down, snorted lightly, and sneered: "It's a pity, if it weren't for the fire in Chongwen Academy, which burned all the documents in Guan Yixing's case, the official family would definitely be able to return his innocence." ”

Since the official family wants to cross the bridge and draw the board, and the rabbit dies and the dog cooks, he is not afraid of tearing his face.

Yes, he framed Guan Yixing.

So what?

He did a good job of this matter, and not long after Guan Yixing was full of beheadings, the Chongwen Academy, which collects hundreds of officials' folds, broke out a fire "for no reason", and all the documentary evidence related to this case turned into ashes.

If there is no proof of death, he wants to see what the official family uses to overturn the case and what he uses to blackmail himself.

Looking for some clues, just want to use the topic to play?

With such a small means, you want to make him back down?

Naive!

Thinking of this, Pang Ji's heart suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Official," he said, "the ministers have never heard of what you and I are talking about today." Tomorrow morning, the ministers will agree with what Yi Yongtang said. ”

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to take his leave.

"The prime minister is slow," the official family was not annoyed, and still smiled and said: "There is a person I want you to meet." ”

Pang Ji pursed his lips impatiently and sat down again.

In his opinion, no matter how many actions the officials make, they are just tricks.

Could it be that he can still invite Guan Yixing from the underworld?

- "Smack!"

The official clapped his hands twice, and one of them pushed the door in, knelt down in front of them, and bowed respectfully: "Minister, Yu Jiayu knocks to see the official." ”

Pheasant?

Pang Ji had never heard of this person.

Ultramarine?

Unlike the purple and crimson wide-sleeved wide-body official uniforms of the hundred officials in the court, this person wore ultramarine regular clothes with narrow sleeves and narrow bodies.

This is the costume of the Imperial Castle Division.

The Imperial City Division directly obeys the orders of the officials, and is in charge of the palace ban, the guard, and the spy intelligence.

Although Pang Ji was slightly surprised, he was not afraid.

If the Imperial City Division had found out any details of this case, it would have been reported to the emperor a long time ago. Now after more than ten years, what else can be found?

"Flat, tell the prime minister what your official position is. ”

The official commanded.

Yu Jiayu stood up and replied, "The minister is the chief steward of the Imperial City Division. ”

The Steward?

Pang Ji squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully. This person is only thirty-five or sixteen years old, his appearance is mediocre, his facial features and figure do not have any memorable characteristics, and he is the kind of person who cannot be found in the crowd at once.

"Did you bring that thing?"

The official asked Yu Jiayu.

"If you go back to the official's house, you brought it, and it's all here. ”

"Go, show the prime minister. ”

Pang Ji only found out at this time that Yu Jiayu was still holding a brocade box with a length of more than ten inches and a width in his hand.

He cautiously opened it, pulled out the top letter, and displayed it in front of Pang Ji's eyes.

Pang Ji only saw a few words on the envelope, and it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

It was the letter he had forged with his own hands.

"This ......"

Yu Jiayu seemed to be afraid that he would not believe it, so he took out the letterhead from it, spread it out, and held it up in front of Pang Ji's eyes.

Unequivocally.

There is not the slightest mistake in the phrase "the matter of Hejian Mansion has been decided, but the matter of disarmament is still to be discussed."

……