It is already a cold winter in the Tang Kingdom, and the land is already bleak, and even a little lifeless, but in some places, because it is approaching the end of the year, the people on the streets are still bustling.

When Zhen Feng and Landing arrived at the Privy Council, the sun was already in the west. Seeing Zhen Feng, the Privy Council was almost unimpeded.

Landing Du asked with some surprise: "Brother Feng, do you have the title of Privy Council?" ”

"No, the white one."

"The following people are often dog-eyed and low-looking, and you are the most likely to be harassed if you have no official position, and I look at them in awe of you." Landing paused and added: "I have been following the official family for a long time, and the looks of these people are still accurate. ”

"Maybe I'm on a relationship with Mr. Chen."

On the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the landing was not at the scene of the explosion, and I heard about it later, but I felt that it was just a matter of catching assassins at one time, and I was used to being a guard, how could there be such a way as so many officials and guards along the way to Zhen Feng now.

In fact, Zhen Feng's face is not only familiar to the guards of the Privy Council, but also awe-inspiring. The Privy Council privately spread that it was the handsome young man who often looked for Chen Shumi's to blow up the backyard, but this can only make people afraid, after all, no one wants to be like those assassins with incomplete limbs, who have no corpse and no place to be buried, this young man has this strength. The key is that he also personally led people to set up an ambush and captured many people, although he later committed suicide alive, but with this wisdom and courage, it is really difficult for the Privy Council to find a second one.

Chen Qiao was received in the study, not in the conference room. This move landed and knew that Chen Qiao regarded Zhen Feng as his own. When he saw Chen Qiao, Chen Qiao first said: "Before the old man finished speaking at noon, you left in a hurry, what a young man......"

"The blame for the sir is that the student is too anxious, so he rushed here immediately after explaining just now."

Chen Qiao looked at the landing and knew that Zhen Feng had an extraordinary relationship with him, so he said bluntly without taboo: "Actually, the old man doesn't have anything to tell you, because he didn't find anything unusual, this is a file compiled by the scribe, you can take it and take a look." ”

"Didn't find anything unusual?" Zhen Feng took the file, and it was clearly written on the file, seventeen corpses, eight of which were killed by arrow wounds, seven were poisoned after being hit by arrows, and two were poisoned and died without being hit by arrows. Their physical characteristics, clothing fabrics, and weapons are all ordinary, and they are people who practice martial arts, and there is no abnormality......

He flipped over and said, "The biggest anomaly is that nothing is unusual." Even if the assassins of the Song State had sufficient anti-investigation capabilities and preparations, it would not be possible to achieve perfection. This dossier seems to be very normal, dare to ask Mr., how credible is the work of the person in charge of the autopsy? ”

"You can rest assured about this, this time it was the Privy Council that jointly tried the case with Dali Temple and the Criminal Department, and sent three people to conduct an autopsy together, these three people are all old people in the yamen, and it is impossible for three people to be bribed at the same time."

"In that case, this dossier is indeed credible, but the student still has some questions to ask these three men, I wonder if they can be in the Privy Council?"

"They have all reported to their own yamen, but the old man can summon them for questioning."

"More sir. I wonder where those corpses are at this time? Students want to take a look at it too. ”

"The other two yamen have checked the files and have already dragged the bodies to the mass graves outside the city. After all, the matter of the assassin of the Song State should not be publicized, so it is better to deal with it as soon as possible, so as not to leave future troubles. ”

Chen Qiao's decision is actually a decision from Li Yu. It's okay to arrest people, but you can't put it on the surface, and you can't let Song Guo have any handle. Everything needs evidence, and with evidence can we attack the Song State openly, and now it has become a pile of useless corpses, and it may be beaten upside down.

But when Zhen Feng heard this information, he jumped up and said hurriedly: "Where is the mass grave?" Just because they can't test it doesn't mean it's fine. Ask the teacher to give the student an edict or token, and the student will have to look at it. ”

Zhen Feng understands that he has no official position or position, even if he goes to a mass grave, others will not listen to him, and he will be charged with disrupting the errand.

"Boy, the old man knows that you have put a lot of effort into this, and he also knows that you have been wronged by the official family, but I have seen the works of the three majors, and there is really no problem."

"Sir, it's too late. Sometimes the words of the dead are more reliable than those of the living, so please do it. ”

"That's it, anyway, the old man's backyard has been bulldozed by you, and these seventeen corpses are missing? You take this and go back quickly. Chen Qiao casually wrote four words on the paper "Do what you are told", stamped his seal, and handed it to Zhen Feng.

"Mr. Xie!" Zhen Feng bowed respectfully and said, "The three servants will wait here first, and the students will come back and ask for advice." ”

After Zhen Feng finished speaking, he ran away faster than a rabbit, and only turned around and left after landing, leaving Chen Qiao to shake his head helplessly and smile bitterly.

When Zhen Feng arrived at the door, he happened to see a team of guards dismounting, and the people led by him were a little familiar, Zhen Feng rushed over without saying anything and said, "Borrow two horses!" ”

Such behavior is tantamount to rushing into the group of bulletproof cars at the gate of the Ministry of National Defense in later generations and directly "borrowing" two cars, how arrogant and domineering.

The guards were usually nostrils facing the sky, and they couldn't react to the horrific act of being robbed of their mounts in broad daylight, but soon they all had to draw their swords. The four personal guards who landed behind and Zhen Feng hurriedly came, and one of the guards shouted, "Brother Wang, they are all your own people." Mr. Yan is a close friend of Chan's Privy Secret. ”

The leader suddenly realized something, looked at Zhen Feng with awe-inspiring eyes, and hurriedly waved his hand and ordered: "Stop." Lead the horse to Mr. Zhen! Then he said to the person he introduced: "Yang Wei, you fucking said it earlier." I almost offended Mr. Zhen, and I will fine you three glasses next time. ”

"What Brother Wang said is that next time the younger brother will punish himself with three cups."

The other guards had already prepared their horses, because when they heard the word "Mr. Zhen", they seemed to be like a god, this is a person who can make people thunder and shatter their bones, and they will swear to Mr. Zhen in the future that it is more convincing than to the heavens. So in the minds of these people, Zhen Feng and Mr. Zhen have a nickname: Thor.

Zhen Feng naturally didn't know that he had inadvertently added a nickname, just like everyone else. He didn't care about the look of these people when they prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, so he led the horse and left.

Zhen Feng, who had only learned to ride a horse on the westbound road, tried to keep a balance and speed up. On the horse, he bumped up and down, but fortunately the weather was cold and wore thick pants, otherwise the inner thighs and buttocks would have been unable to withstand this "BMW" without shock absorption. In this era, cotton was not popular, and there was not much down, so it could only be made up by thickness.

Along the way, the dust was flying, the cold wind was blowing, and the lower limbs were sore, Zhen Feng could only rely on thinking to divert his attention, for example, he thought about what the children who were not suitable for the later Li Ye and Fan Ye to shoot "The Woman of the Dynasty" thought.

When they arrived at the mass grave, three teams of men in different clothes pulled three empty ox carts and were about to go back. It's late, it's already buried.