Zhang Dalong is hiding on the beam of the Lingyin Temple, the moonlight outside the house is clear, and there is a row of candles on the table in the house, reflecting the solemnity of the treasure statue.

His face was covered with a black cloth, and only a pair of thick eyebrows and a pair of sharp eyes were exposed.

He had been in with the pilgrims in the afternoon, and he had hid until now...... In the dead of night.

After the closure of the temple, except for the cleaning of the little novice who came once, there was no one in the main hall, only occasionally outside the house to pass by, other than that, there was no sound.

Zhang Dalong couldn't help but suspect that he had come to the wrong place.

He didn't ask anything at the old woman's place in the afternoon, she seemed to be possessed by a ghost, muttering a few ghostly words back and forth, and said that Zhang Dalong was going to die, and asked him to go to Lingyin Temple to ask for a signature.

As a result, several people beside them who heard this also started talking to each other, saying that it couldn't be the previous case of incense theft in Lingyin Temple, right?

"The incense of Lingyin Temple was stolen?"

The man was glared at by Zhang Dalong, and stammered to explain the matter: "Just ...... It's the matter of last month, in the middle of the night, someone went to Lingyin Temple to steal incense money, but was caught by the monk who beat the watch, and ran after the man, and the thief finally seemed to fall into the lake and drowned. ”

"It's just...... Just ......"

Zhang Dalong's angry eyes opened again: "What are you spitting out!" ”

was so screamed by this that he almost cried: "It's just that someone said that the person may have died unjustly, and the incense money in the temple at that hour had already been collected, what could he steal when he ran to the main hall!" ”

Zhang Dalong knew that there was no coincidence in this world, and guessed that there were ghosts in the Lingyin Temple, so he hid in the main hall, wearing black cloth, and hid his whole body in a place beyond the reach of the light.

As a result, after the third watch bangzi was knocked, there was no movement, Zhang Dalong loosened his shoulders and prepared to go to the backyard wing to have a look.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of very light footsteps below, Zhang Dalong held his breath suddenly, and leaned back again.

I saw the candle flame in the main hall move slightly, and two figures walked over: "What are you doing, what's going on with that corpse on the river!" ”

"This ...... I don't know this, but I want to say a few kind words for me in front of His Highness, why did you come to beg me to hide in my temple, but I didn't think about reporting this matter to you. ”

The figure gradually walked out, and I saw a big fat monk, with a shiny head and six ring scars on his head. The other was dressed in black, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his words were not polite to the monk.

"I give you good words? If this incident goes out this time, you and I don't want to have good fruit to eat! By the way, have you dealt with it? ”

"Don't worry, after I got the words out of his mouth, I strangled him to death and buried him on the back mountainside at night, where no one goes there on weekdays, and no one will find out."

"It's better to be so," the man turned to stare at the monk in a low and gloomy tone, "or you'll be the next person to be buried there." ”

The great monk trembled with fright, and the man took out a note from the front of his clothes and stuffed it to the monk, and left. Only the monk stood there and finished reading the words on the note, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, put the note on the side of the candle and burned it, looked around, and hurriedly left the hall.

Zhang Dalong squatted on the beam of the house and thought: What force? This name seems familiar......

"What power?" Xie Zheng buttoned the lid of the cup when he heard the name, turned around and looked at Jing Zhaoyin, "Do you remember the previous case of the household department embezzling ink?" ”

Jing Zhaoyin's face became nervous when he heard him talk about this case, and he waved his hand to let his subordinates retreat first, and then carefully closed the windows one by one, "Why did you suddenly bring up that case?" ”

The case of the household embezzlement of ink, it is the Dali Department of direct Zhang Yi and several other officials to sue the household department for embezzlement of ink, with what they said, the amount of corruption is enough to hundreds of thousands of taels, but at that time the saint did not attach great importance to it, did not arrange a thorough investigation in Dali Temple, a few days passed, most of those officials died down, or resigned and left, only Zhang Yi was still obsessed with this matter, saying that he would submit the evidence to the emperor.

Later this man ...... Disappeared without a trace.

At this point, no one dared to investigate, and the matter was completely covered up. As for Zhang Yi, his life and death are still unknown.

Xie Zheng was very cautious when he talked about this matter: "It was your people who found out He Li that I remembered this," he said, and glanced at Jing Zhaoyin suspiciously, "You didn't interfere in that matter back then, did you?" ”

"How dare I," Jing Zhaoyin waved his hand again and again in shock, with a bitter look on his face, "It's just that I can't get rid of it this time." ”

Xie Zheng continued, "I have vaguely heard about He Li, he seems to have been in the Yushitai, and he was a jinshi in the same year as Zhang Yi, so the two have always had a good relationship, but later it seems that something happened, I don't know who he provoked, like Zhang Yi vouched for him, but he just lost his official position and left a life." The two have a better relationship because of this. It's just that I don't know He Li well, and I haven't seen him since he was dismissed. Zhang Yi went to investigate the affairs of the household department, and he was in danger alone, and He Li was very likely to help him. Therefore, what is the force...... I thought of Zhang Yi. ”

Jing Zhaoyin thought about what he said, and the more he thought about it, the more right it became, plus the headless corpse that was sent to the Hubu Shangshu Mansion by someone who didn't know it, should this be the matter of the Hubu?

Thinking of this, his face became even more bitter: "You help my brother think about it, if this matter really wants to pull out the original household embezzlement case, how should I investigate?" ”

Xie Zheng heard that he wanted to suppress the matter, and sneered: "Why, do you still think that you can sell it to Hubu Shangshu now?" Now that people are panicking, if there is another corpse, Dali Temple will have to intervene, and you know that they are now waiting to take over this matter, right? Once the people of Dali Temple get started, the mouth of the temple is not worried about not being able to pry open, it doesn't matter what the power is, if Zhang Yi is followed behind...... Murder of the official of the dynasty, and then connect to the greedy ink, the head of the household department should not say that the official can not do it, and it is a matter whether the life can be guaranteed or not. ”

"But ......" Jing Zhaoyin was still a little hesitant, "You know, the household is ......"

"I don't know," Xie Zheng didn't let him finish speaking, "You begged me to help you in this matter, so I sincerely consider it for you, asking for merit and reward is secondary, first of all, you have your own life." If this matter is really done by the Ministry of Households, do you think you have meddled to this point, and you can still live? ”

When Jing Zhaoyin heard this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, yes, it doesn't matter if the household department is not yet, it's just the person behind the household department...... But when he is the crown prince, it is a piece of cake to take care of himself, and it is unreliable to hold such a big matter in his own hands, so he must pull everyone else down together.

"And according to what you said?"

Xie Zheng tapped the table with the palm of his hand: "Dig out He Li's body, report the matter, and hand over the case to Dali Temple." ”

"If so...... It's a big ......"

"At that time, there will be Dali Temple in front of you, what are you afraid of?"

In the past, some people talked about Xie Zheng's thief and a fox, and their evaluation was completely based on not knowing Xie Zheng's foundation, and when they understood it deeply, they would know that this old guy was more thief than a fox.

The prince's mansion must not stop at this time.

The prince listened to the report of his subordinates, and angrily threw the book in his hand in the face: "Waste! ”