Chapter 19 Pushing the cup and changing the lamp
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Feng Yuanmao, the secretary of the Criminal Department, sat on the upper seat, on his left side, was Fan Qiu, the servant of the Criminal Department, who was sitting here at will, and on his right, Shen Qiuzhi, the Lang of the Fifth Rank Criminal Department, was sitting in danger.
Although Feng Yuanmao was an official who worshiped the Shangshu of the Sanpin Criminal Department, he was not angry in front of these two subordinates.
Let's talk about Fan Qiu first, he is the second son of Zhongyongbo, and he is good friends with the prince of Dingyuan, who is the prince of Dingyuan? That's the one who can speak in front of His Majesty.
Later, Shen Qiuzhi said that his background was not noble, but he was better than a fairy face, chic, and arrogant, which attracted today's princess to be obsessed with him.
These two people, with amazing backgrounds, where are they like him, who have been in the officialdom for more than 20 years before they have come to today's position, and they are careful like walking on thin ice, just to protect the official hat on their heads.
Fan Qiu played with the jade pendant on his waist, and looked at Feng Yuanmao with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling, "I don't know why Shangshu called the officials over?" ā
Although Shen Qiuzhi was silent, he still asked the same question, looking at Feng Yuanmao without squinting.
Feng Yuanmao looked at the two people below and cleared his throat, "I don't want you to go around the bend, you also know about the murder of Yao's convoy in Jianzhou, now this case has been thrown to the Criminal Department for more than two days, but there is still no clue, the families of the dozens of people who were killed are making trouble in the city, and it has reached Your Majesty's ears, and Your Majesty issued an order to assign one person to Jianzhou to assist Jianzhou Assassin Shi to find out the case as soon as possible." ā
Fan Qiu smiled and asked, "What does Shangshu mean?" ā
Feng Yuanmao smiled reluctantly, "One of the two of you must go to assist in the Jianzhou Assassination History, and the other is to go to the Yao Tea House to find out about the situation of the Yao family." ā
That was the purpose for whom he called them, and he did not do the work of assigning such things and offending people.
Fan Qiu was too lazy to embarrass Feng Yuanmao, and his gaze moved to Shen Qiuzhi, who had been speechless since Fang Cai, "Shen Langzhong thinks, which of the two of us is more appropriate?" ā
Shen Qiuzhi's eyes were cold, but he bowed slightly, "According to what Fan Shilang said." ā
When Fan Qiu heard this, he looked at Feng Yuanmao again, "Shen Langzhong's ability to handle cases is obvious to all, and the lower officials are incomparable, this matter of assisting Jianzhou Assassin Shi in handling the case is naturally none other than Shen Langzhong, as for the lower officials, it happened to have a few encounters with the young head of the Yao family, and this Yao family is still going to the lower officials." ā
What Fan Qiu said was to the point, Feng Yuanmao also had this intention in his heart, and when he saw him open his mouth, he looked at Shen Qiu and knew, "What Fan Shilang said, can Shen Lang have any objections?" ā
Shen Qiuzhi stood up and bowed his head slightly, "The lower official has no objections. ā
After speaking, he straightened up and looked at Feng Yuanmao, "If Shangshu has nothing else to do, and Xiaguan still has something to deal with, he will take the first step, and when tomorrow comes, Xiaguan will naturally set off for Jianzhou." ā
Feng Yuanmao saw that the matter had been done, so he didn't stay long, and waved his hand, "Shen Langzhong, go get busy!" ā
When Shen Qiu knew that he was out of here, he looked at Fan Qiu and said, "Fan Shilang will go and get busy if he has something!" ā
He waited for Fan Qiu to respond, but saw that Fan Qiu took a sip of tea without hurry, and said lightly and heavily, "I haven't played chess with Shangshu for a long time, I wonder if Shangshu can play a game with Xiaguan in the face?" ā
Feng Yuanmao coughed dryly, but he didn't know how to answer, every time he played a game, he was killed by Fan Qiu and didn't leave any piece of armor, and he still wanted to keep the only face left.
Thinking like this, he saw that Fan Qiu had already gotten up, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and there was sarcasm on his face, "The lower official is laughing." ā
The words fell, and the corner of the clothes also disappeared in front of Feng Yuanmao's eyes.
If it was someone else, he shouldn't have been so presumptuous in front of him, but he and Fan Qiu had an enmity after all.
He could even think that if Fan Qiu was a supreme minister, the first person to do it would definitely be him.
But he was also relieved, after all, one day with that person, he would not let Fan Qiu continue to be promoted.
Fan Qiu came out of the punishment department, rode his horse and hurried in the direction of the east of the city.
Passing by an ordinary house, his eyes deepened, and he continued to look ahead, and the horse ran very fast, and in a moment he was where he wanted to go.
Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
When the gatekeeper saw that it was Fan Qiu, he immediately bowed his head and said, "Fan Shilang." ā
Fan Qiu nodded and asked, "The prince didn't go out!" ā
The gatekeeper affirmed Fanqiu's words, and Fanqiu handed him the reins in his hand and strode inside.
Uncle Zhongyong and the Marquis of Dingyuan are friends of life and death on the battlefield, and Fan Qiu is friendly with the prince of the Marquis of Dingyuan.
Therefore, Fan Qiu found a place to meet the people he wanted to meet.
In the martial arts training ground, a guard stood aside in a wheelchair, and in the middle of the martial arts training ground, his jade crown was tied with his hair, dressed in a moon-white robe, his hands were clenched into fists, and he walked hard, like a child toydering.
Fan Qiu stood beside the guard, his lips pursed slightly, his eyes staring at the figure like a torch, and he also condensed his mind with the man's movements.
Seeing that the man stumbled, Fan Qiu quickly came to the man's side, reached out and grabbed the man's arm, and couldn't help but be a little angry, "Enough is enough, don't be reckless." ā
The man steadied himself and turned his head to look at Fan Qiu, his eyes were as bright as pearls, they should have been soft, but there was a hint of arrogance and silence, if they looked at each other for a moment, they would make people feel cold all over their bodies.
Fortunately, Fancho is used to it.
"Yanyu, push the chair over." Fan Qiu commanded the guard who looked at the wheelchair in a cold tone.
The guard answered, pushed his wheelchair over, and stopped beside the two of them.
His attendant was called, and he was not annoyed, so he sat down, holding the wheel with both hands, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Why are you here?" ā
The corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, although he is smiling, his tone is cold, and it is immediately clear.
Fan Qiu didn't answer in a hurry, waved his hand, and let Yan Yu go down first, standing behind him, walking slowly as the wheelchair rolled.
"The relatives of the victims of Yao's convoy have made trouble, and it has been spread to His Majesty's ears by people with a heart, and His Majesty attaches great importance to this matter and points out a person from the Criminal Department to assist in the investigation of the Jianzhou Assassination Case."
"It's not you." When he heard this, he knew it in his heart.
Fan Qiu didn't hide it, "Your Majesty didn't mention his name and surname, Feng Yuanmao wanted me to go with Shen Qiuzhi, Shen Qiuzhi went, and I negotiated with the Yao family to see if there was anything unusual." ā
He was expressionless, but suddenly said, "Jianing's case is about to be announced." ā
Fan Qiu suddenly paused, took two steps in front of him, and his eyes were a little nervous, "What crime?" ā
His eyes were slightly raised, he glanced at Fan Qiu, and then looked ahead, "Heavy?" ā
Fan Qiu clenched his fists, there seemed to be sadness on his face, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were slightly red, "Why doesn't it matter, it's been three years, you should know that Jianing won't do that." ā
He tilted his head, "How do you know she didn't do it?" ā
"I believe her." Fan Qiu looked at him seriously and said these four words.
Believe? He frowned and said in a deep voice, "I gave her three years, three years, that's enough." ā
Fan Qiu listened to the past three years, and what he saw and heard in CT County came to his mind again, the retelling of the little girl, the dead Jianing had no hands, how did a person without hands support him.
Fan Qiu's heartbeat was a little violent, and those who knew Fan Qiu well knew that Fan Qiu was angry.
But he was the only one, still calmly waiting for Fan Qiu's reaction, and to no avail for a long time, he sighed, turned his wheelchair with both hands, and slowly walked forward.
"Aqiu, don't let a dead man ruin you."
If Ye Jianing is still here, he must be very accustomed to his ruthlessness.
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The author has something to say: Woo woo woo,,I tried my best,,The name of the county is always automatically changed to CT,I'm guilty,I can't change it.,Please bear with the readers.ć