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Xiuguo Gong Hou Xiaoming has been dead for many years, and the old lady is still there. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Now the lord in the house doesn't go out much, and the main thing is the uncle Hou Xiaokang, who is now a first-class son. Because of his real talent in his chest, he was greatly appreciated by Situ Pan, the king of Yan.

The third master of the Xiuguo Mansion is the son of the third room. Because of the early death of the third master, he had a son in his old age, and the third wife loved him like a treasure; His uncle and cousin didn't bother to care about him. Now he is not yet twenty years old, and he is born with a handsome and handsome life, and anyone who is in the habit of being in Beijing does not like to associate with him. Every day, they either drink and watch flowers, fight cocks, or gamble and prostitute. Prostitutes are everywhere. It's just that the temperament is inevitably extravagant and arrogant.

A few days ago, Hou Xiaoping and a few good friends were eating and drinking in the Xianggong Building, because they were fighting for a small Xianggong, and they ordered his subordinate slaves to beat another prostitute to death. The one who died was nothing but the son of an ordinary man; Relying on his cousin to get face in front of King Yan, Hou Xiaoping didn't care at all. That person's family naturally sued the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, where did Zhao Cheng dare to care? Just a few words to send them away.

That morning, Hou Xiaoping's concubine saw that he couldn't get up, thinking that Xu had eaten wine last night, and didn't dare to alarm; It wasn't until noon that Fang went to call him. When he opened the tent, he saw that this person was pale, and he had already died of anger for a long time.

Zhao Cheng didn't dare to slack off when he heard the report, and hurriedly led people to check. When he looked at it, he said that he was pinched by his throat and strangled to death. The murderer was extremely powerful, and Hou Xiaoping swallowed his breath without even struggling. There was a piece of straw paper next to the pillow, on which was written that he had killed someone in the Xianggong court. Zhao Cheng couldn't help but stumble: These "rangers" are lawless, and even the princes dare to kill, and they can't be rectified. But he couldn't find out the clues.

Although there are few crimes committed by such untraceable masters, there have always been crimes. Zhao Cheng's predecessor Qiu Liang once said that most of the murderers were masters raised in the palace or in the palace of the princes and nobles. It is extremely difficult to raise this kind of person, even if it is a stabbing Yan King, it is reasonable, what is the useless thing to kill Hou Xiaoping and the like? Zhao Cheng couldn't figure it out. Because he knew that Liu Xiaoqi's kung fu was high, he also went to the Falcon Bookstore to investigate. Liu Xiaoqi said: "There are many masters in the world. Unless he fights in person, the younger brother can't guess the path of those people. Zhao Cheng has seen a lot of comments on the green forest recently, and there are hundreds of thousands of masters there who follow the sect, and they don't feel that they take the story seriously, so they don't suspect that what Liu Xiaoqi said is prevarication.

Hou Xiaokang and Feng Ziying met each other when they urinated, and now they are both working under King Yan; Seeing that Zhao Cheng had checked for a few days and didn't have any letters, and knew that Feng Ziying had another set of people in his hands, he entrusted Feng Ziying with a special return. In fact, these things have already alarmed Feng Ziying, and they have been investigated for a while, but there are no more clues than Zhao Cheng has found. Feng Ziying encountered something that she couldn't think of, so she went to find Jia Cong. Without him, this kid has a wider mind than ordinary people, and can jump out of the cage to suspect randomly. Even if the guess is outrageous, I can't guarantee that Feng Ziying can get inspiration from it. So he went to the Hanlin Monastery to look for him.

Jia Cong is fighting with a group of Hanlin scholars. A few days ago, he had already gotten Situ Pan's promise to build a Yenching University. In the old years, when he was in Shu University, the king of Shu valued him, and the Shu minister feared him because he broke the Seven Yin Array, and things went very well. I thought it would be difficult to go to Jingli, didn't Situ Pan also value him? I never thought that it would be difficult to add a few mathematics, physics and chemistry courses to students. Feng Ziying listened to it for a long time, talking about chickens and ducks, laughing so much that her intestines hurt.

Nai found a space to call Jia Cong out and tell him about the case of "Ranger". Jia Cong thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Brother Feng, I can't calm down this time, my heart is full of those stubborn old Confucian students, and my brain hurts." You wait for me to be quiet. ”

Feng Ziying became more and more amused, and said, "Brother, please invite you to have a drink." You're only here to focus on school. ”

"That's right."

The two of them left the Hanlin Courtyard to find a family restaurant and sit and eat wine. After eating wine and food for a long time, Jia Cong put his chopsticks together and said, "If those murderers left, can you ask someone to check it?" But really? ”

Feng Ziying said: "It's all true. ”

Jia Cong bit his lip: "If I just look at the matter of Xiuguo Mansion, I will guess that someone has taken revenge." But when these messes are added together, not every bitter master can afford to hire a killer. If it is said that it is uneven, who is so idle and dedicated to holding uneven as an errand messenger? If someone has bad intentions and wants the hearts of the people, why don't they leave their names? If it is said to be too. The people left by my grandfather, why didn't they make a move in the early years? ”

Feng Ziying hurriedly said, "You wait! The front is still gone, and too. What does grandpa have to do with it? ”

Jia Cong said: "Some cases are justified by the public and the mother-in-law is reasonable, and some are not clearly discussed and discussed. All that you have just said is the latter - those who die are guilty. Could it be that the masters of the Xiuguo Mansion can not pay for their lives if they kill someone? Is there such an article in the law? ”

Feng Ziying said: "The law can only bind ordinary people who have no ability, and you said it yourself. ”

Jia Cong said: "What I said is the truth, ordinary people are coaxed by the government and don't know this fact. Brother Feng, according to the thoughts of ordinary people - according to the thoughts of good people, what those 'rangers' do is what the government does not do, and it is good for the prince. The law is the cornerstone of the kingdom, and the law will be chaotic before the world is in turmoil. Naturally, I have been in turmoil with the law for many years. The tall and strong tree, from rotten small roots to rotten big roots to the whole dead, is quite a long time. Most of the dynasties and dynasties began to mess with the law from two or three generations of monarchs after the founding of the country, and when they met the Ming monarch in the middle, they cleaned it up and then rotten, and then it rotted slowly, and finally rotted until the monarch overthrew the country. There are also bad luck. When it should have been in the middle of the rise, he not only encountered a faint king, but also encountered a foreign enemy. Song Huizong was wronged. The country left by Zhezong was enough for him to lose for a while, but it was a big deal that his children and grandchildren would be prosperous in the future. He was so unlucky that he met Jin Bing going south. After saying that, he spread his hands and pretended to sigh on his face.

Feng Ziying pondered: "You suspect that these rangers are too. The people who were secretly left by the ancestors, in case the rotten small roots became rotten big roots? ”

Jia Cong said: "Aren't my thoughts flying all over the sky? Thought about it for a moment. Later, it felt wrong. If it's too. Grandpa's people, how could they not make a move until now? How many years ago it should have been struck. When it wasn't left by his old man. He thought about it for a long time and shook his head, "I really can't guess." People are willing to put a lot of effort into doing something, and they always have to get something. If there are only one or two people, it may be that the family is not short of money and wants to do chivalry; Not so for many. Fame, fortune, power, and sex cannot be obtained. What do they want? ”

Feng Ziying said: "Didn't you rob the money?" ”

Jia Cong showed a smirk: "You have such a great ability to only rob money? Wouldn't it be more convenient to rob Brother Xue's treasury? ”

The two racked their brains and thought about it for a long time, but their stomachs were overwhelmed and there was still no result.

Soon after Feng Ziying returned to the yamen, she asked Situ Pan to call out. It turned out that Situ Pan was discussing with the staff, and seeing that Hou Xiaokang was uneasy, he asked. Hou Xiaokang pleaded guilty sadly and said: "Weichen's family was robbed last night, and his younger brother was killed. Weichen is a relative. ”

Situ Pan exclaimed: "The Xiuguo Mansion is guarded by a few family guards, and it was even robbed? ”

Hou Xiaokang sighed: "That thing was his own, didn't it...... It's not Wechen's. It's all because Weichen is too lazy to control him, so it will cause a big disaster. He shook his head and sighed, "But ...... Can...... The younger brother also deserves it. Can ......"

He is so spitting, can Situ Pan just ask for details? Hearing this, he was shocked: "Zhao Cheng and Feng Ziying have no clues?" Recently, there are many such cases in Beijing? "Busy people went to call Feng Ziying.

Feng Ziying didn't dare to hide it, so she really replied, and said, "I guessed with Cong'er for most of the day, but I really couldn't guess what these people wanted to do. ”

Situ Pan's eyebrows moved: "Jia Cong can't guess either?" ”

Although Situ Pan asked Hou Xiaokang to say it, this move was somewhat complaining about Feng Ziying's disadvantage. Feng Ziying then elaborated on what Jia Cong said, what rotten small roots rotten big roots. I don't know how many people looked at him, but he didn't see it. Finally, he said, "I can't figure out what they want, so we don't know what to do next." After saying that, Situ Pan's face turned pale, and he bowed down and clenched his fists, "His subordinates are derelict in their duties." Let's go to Xiuguo Mansion again, and see if there are any clues on the side. ”

Situ Pan pondered for a moment and said, "What about Cong'er? ”

"I'm back at Hanlin Academy."

Situ Pan ordered: "Call him over." "Everyone was silent, and did not dare to speak nonsense; Hou Xiaokang couldn't find an excuse to slip away.

Not long after, Jia Cong came over. After saluting, he asked blankly, "Lord, what's the matter?" ”

Situ Pan said: "Since you are here, everyone will discuss." What to do with this 'rotten little root'. ”

Jia Cong asked Feng Ziying quietly: "What 'rotten little root'?" ”

Feng Ziying said: "Not your analogy? A tree is a metaphor for the country, and the law is a metaphor for the root? ”

Jia Cong wrinkled his nose: "What's there to talk about, there's no way to do it." If there is a way, it will be solved for thousands of years and dozens of dynasties. Human nature, the natural laws of society. Situ Pan furrowed his brows when he heard this.

Then Roman stood up and said, "Lord, no matter if the small roots are rotten or the big roots are rotten, if they are rotten roots, just cut them off." Jia Cong rolled his eyes, and Feng Ziying kicked him.

Situ Pan said: "Cong'er thinks you can't cut it? ”

Jia Cong said: "Dare to ask the prince, which emperor was born to be a mediocre lord?" Which emperor was born not to be a Ming monarch? Many things are like summer snow and winter thunder, and they can't be done at all. ”

Roman arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask Mr. Jia, why can't you do the severe law?" ”

Jia Cong said: "In his later life, he only asked Mr. Luo one sentence: Are people divided into three, six, nine and so on. ”

Roman said: "Naturally. Since the beginning of the world, people have been divided into saints, mediocre people, noble people and sluts. ”

Jia Cong shrugged his shoulders and said, "However, these divisions are not the same for eternity, they are always changing. As a result, it is often difficult to define who is superior to whom, or who is higher than whom is free to kill without committing a crime. For example, the third master of the Xiuguo Mansion and the people who were killed by him...... "......He looked at Hou Xiaokang," he said, "for example...... For example...... By the way, Brother Xue also killed people because of jealousy when he was a teenager. Feng Ziying couldn't help but cover her face.

Situ Pan raised his eyebrows: "Really?" ”

"Yes! It's still the uncle of the Wang family who wiped his ass for him. Jia Cong stabbed and said, "At that time, there was no official in his family, but he was just an ordinary businessman's son." Shinong, industry and commerce, and commerce are at the end. If the law were to be severe, would he not pay for his life? But he paid for his life, and the dead man couldn't come back alive! ”

Roman immediately bowed to Situ Pan and fell to the ground: "I implore the prince to send someone to investigate this case, so as not to let the murderer go unpunished." ”

"You can't say that!" Without waiting for others to speak, Jia Cong hurriedly said, "If Xue Pan dies, how much less tax will the prince have every day?" He has the ability to make a lot of money and pay a lot of taxes, do others have this ability? There is only one Xue Pan among thousands of people. ”

There was a humane below: "Lord, there is money to offset the ancients!" ”

Jia Cong said again: "Don't! He's not going to be happy. Brother Xue has a cool temperament, it is better to tell him directly, the prince is a little tight now, you support a little, just do a favor to Yan Guo. Then he said, "No, no, don't say that, he is not next to the prince." Let's just say that Brother Feng is a little tight on hand? I'm a little tight on cash? He takes the idea money out of the way. But let him pay for his sin with money, this statement is like we are slandering him, and it will make people unhappy. If Xue Pan wants to evade taxes, it is not difficult. He didn't do it, but he paid enough tax money for peace. lest any man covet and take possession of his inheritance. Let's talk about that. Can someone else take over his property and pay him so much in taxes? ”

Situ Pan drank: "Nonsense! Are there any rules? ”

Jia Cong pouted and said, "Aren't the rules all set by people?" Besides, there are too many cases like this. Unless all the countries find out, they can't just stare at Big Brother Xue. Nai glanced at Situ Pan. Situ Pan understood that if other countries did not check Yan Guo's investigation, Xue Pan would turn around and move to Jinling, and all the taxes would be handed over to King Wu's treasury. Where will King Wu be severe, what laws! I can't hope that the more money the better.

Roman coughed: "Mr. Jia is off topic?" ”

Jia Cong high-fived: "Why digress?" Severe laws are simply impossible. Xue Pan is an example, and the third master of the Xiuguo Mansion is another example. If there were no rangers, would you really let the young master of the Guogong Mansion pay for the lives of the people's children? Don't shout a few empty slogans, it's impossible. ”

Hou Xiaokang couldn't sit still, and got up to plead guilty: "It's all Weichen's lax discipline." ”

Jia Cong whispered: "This is off topic." It's not just that there are gentlemen in your house, and it's not just that your brother has killed people. ”

Roman said: "Even according to what Mr. Jia said, Xue Pan's tax money is sufficient and he has merit for the country." Dare to ask the one who repaired the country's mansion what merit can atone for? ”

Jia Cong said: "He has a brother who is useful to the country. Brothers and sisters are connected, and they can atone for their crimes with the merits of their brothers. Nai clapped his hands and said, "What am I talking about?" A grim calendar is out of the question. Everyone looked at each other. What Jia Cong said is clearly reasonable, but it is clearly wrong! Jia Cong shook his head and spread his hands, "Everyone is an adult, can you not pretend to be innocent?" ”

Feng Ziying coughed: "It's just that there must be a limit." ”

Jia Cong said: "The amount of merit and sin can be offset is the limit!" If Xue Pan is useless to the country, I support you to investigate his old case now. ”

Feng Ziying said: "Even so, it can't be regarded as a rotten root." ”

Jia Cong said: "But most people can't see themselves clearly. The others did not have Xue Pan's wealth and Hou Xiaoping's brother, and when they saw that they killed people and were safe, they also felt that they could be safe and sound after breaking the law. For example, bribing an official or something. Those officials saw that it was okay to collect money and do things, and they would dare to do other things in the future. The officials on the side saw it, and they dared to do such things again. Gradually, if the law is not faithful, won't it rot the roots? ”

Situ Pan glanced at him: "You kid is so cheerful, playing tricks is like spitting beans, think you have a way?" ”

"Nope." Jia Cong waved his hand again and again, "In ancient and modern times, no one in China and abroad can solve this matter. Situ Pan frowned slightly.

After a while, Roman snorted: "According to what Mr. Jia said, those rangers did the right thing?" ”

Jia Cong said: "Of course not. They are not fast arresters, they are not officials, and they have no right to kill. But what they do can shock people's hearts and benefit the prince. Just like Xue Pan and Hou Xiaoping, it is not right to be jealous and kill people for the sake of fighting for the wind, but Xue Pan's wealth and Hou Xiaoping's brother are beneficial to the prince. After that, he suddenly closed his mouth and leaned back in the chair: it means that the late life is finished.