“…… The official register of Ma Qi and Su Li......"

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“…… Zhou Shangshu found the official register of Ma Qi, Su Li and others...... He was looking through it, comparing the official registers of Ma Qi, Su Li and others...... He's looking for what these people have in common...... What will be the common denominator? The common denominator recorded in the official register......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hongrun raised his voice violently, and shouted with bright eyes: "It's the reason why these officials are transferred!" ”

This move frightened the guards in the distance, and the whole person suddenly trembled.

"I said ......"

Swallowing his saliva, Zongwei Mu Qing whispered timidly: "Your Highness is really there...... Deduction? How do I look like I'm in the wrong ......?"

When he said this, Mu Qing looked at Zhao Hongrun's hands intently, although the latter was making a move as if he was flipping through something at the moment, but in fact, in the eyes of all the sect guards, his highness's hands were empty.

This strange appearance made the guards can't help but shrink their necks, only to feel a little chill in their backs.

"Didn't Your Highness learn something from Lord Mi Jiang? …… I mean that. Zong Wei He Miao also said cautiously: "Lord Mi Jiang is a witch, a ...... who can pass through the heavens and the earth and ghosts."

Hearing this, Mu Qing's eyes widened, he gasped, and said in disbelief: "You mean, His Highness is possessed by Zhou Shangshu?" ”

"Yes, please." Zong Wei Zhu Gui also said softly: "I heard that there is a kind of witchcraft on the side of Chu that invites the gods, which can summon the ghosts of Huangquan to the living......

"You're talking about the Conjuring, right?" Zong Wei Gao Kuo rolled his eyes.

Listening to the whispers of the sect guards beside him, the sect guard Changwei frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!" …… Don't disturb Your Highness! ”

Seeing that Zongwei Chang spoke, all Zongwei stopped talking.

They didn't notice that Zhao Yuanyan's eyes suddenly changed at this time.

Because at this time, Zhao Hongrun said a word, a sentence that made Zhao Yuanling's heart tremble.

“…… Zhou Shangshu found common ground from the official rosters of Wang Ling, Ma Qi, Su Li and others, all of whom were transferred from below the Great Liang...... Why? Why was the Beijing official transferred? What happened in the second year of Hongde? …… In the second year of Hongde, something happened to Daliang. …… Wang Ling used to be the secretary of the Ministry of Officials' Literature and Anthology Division, in charge of the affairs of officials; Ma Qi is the right martial artist in front of the palace, and he has military power in his hands...... Su Li used to be the Governor of the Gate, responsible for guarding the gates of Daliang City...... Why are these people getting together? ”

"......" Zhao Yuanli pursed his lips and silently looked at Zhao Hongrun, who was contemplating not far away.

“…… Something is wrong, something is wrong, when Hong De was in his second year, Wang Ling and others were in their twenties at the time, and it stands to reason that they had just stepped into their careers at this age, and they should not have been promoted to positions such as Si Shilang, Youwu Lang, and Dumenlang...... Why did the imperial court promote young people unusually? …… No, these officials were transferred out shortly after the fact, and it is not like they were promoted because of their talents. …… I understand, these people are chess pieces, they are the court, no, who is my father going to deal with at that time...... Yes, yes, yes, so after that thing was done, these officials were all transferred......" Speaking of this, Zhao Hongrun opened his eyes wide again, and muttered affirmatively: "This is the relationship between Wang Ling, Ma Qi, Su Li and others, these officials, in the second year of Hongde, did one thing for their father, one thing that made those fierce parties hate, so those fierce parties want to take revenge on these officials, so that these officials' families will be ruined and their heirs will be cut off...... Blood feud, blood feud...... Death all over the house! In the second year of Hongde, some people were executed all over the house! Today's murderous party is the remnants of those people back then......"

"......" Zhao Yuanyan's breathing became a little short, and he secretly inhaled and calmed down.

This son is really a rare genius in the world, and in this case, he can actually deduce the events of the year...... It doesn't matter, he can't find out about "that incident", this matter is already taboo, and the fourth king brother will not allow anyone to mention it again......

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanyan glanced up at Zhao Hongrun, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

Maybe that's a ...... No, no, no, I can't involve Hongrun......

Shaking his head, Zhao Yuanyan took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed a tempting thought in his heart.

He knew that he had to find a way to interrupt the nephew in front of him, although he didn't know what kind of deduction it was, but it was undeniable that the nephew who had the talent of the world had deduced the events of the year to the point of seven, seven, eight, and eight, and let him check it out, Zhao Yuanli couldn't guarantee to keep him out.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanyan stepped forward and said, "Hongrun, it's not early...... hour."

But as soon as he spoke, Zhao Hongrun's face changed before he met, and he said in a deep voice: "...... That's when someone came! ”

"......" Zhao Yuanli was stunned, standing in place and not daring to move.

“…… Zhou Shangshu raised his head, he saw the other party, who was it? …… There was no trace of a fight in the vault, indicating that the other party did not arouse Zhou Shangshu's strong suspicions, and there were no other visitors in the record book at that time...... It's Zhang Sanxiao! ”

Zhao Hongrun narrowed his eyes and continued to reason: "What is Zhang Sanxiao doing here?" Hmm, he saw that Zhou Shangshu hadn't come out for a long time, and he became suspicious. …… Zhou Shangshu saw Zhang Sanxiao, but he didn't fight here, indicating that Zhang Sanxiao explained his intention...... He's just a petty official...... Wait, it's an oil lamp. Judging from the fuel consumption of the oil lamp at that time, it should have been around dusk, and I understood that Zhang Sanxiao was probably coming to urge under the pretext that the officials were going to close the door of the house...... Zhou Shangshu asked Zhang Sanxiao to go out for the time being, put the official register of Wang Ling, Ma Qi, Su Li and others in his arms, and he walked towards the door......"

Muttering to himself, Zhao Hongrun walked towards the door of the storehouse, but as he walked, he suddenly stopped and shook his head: "No, no...... Zhou Shangshu was knocked unconscious in the Ministry of Officials, and then he was tied up by Zhang Sanxiao and Liu Wang, and moved into the carriage from the back door...... In other words, when he came out of this door, Zhou Shangshu perceived the crisis...... Yes, yes, he began to suspect Zhang Sanxiao, so he returned to his original position and left a clue......

As he spoke, Zhao Hongrun took a few steps back to his original position, looking at the long row of wooden frames in front of him.

“…… Zhou Shangshu left a clue...... Zhou Shangshu's right thumbnail was deliberately embedded with a trace of wood wire...... I see, he left a few words on these wooden shelves, where...... Where? It was impossible for him to squat down and write, he was worried that Zhang Sanxiao would see it, so he stood ......"

After a few glances left and right, his eyes fell on the oil lamp placed on the shelf, and a trace of realization flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said: "Under the compartment of the wooden frame where his old friend Wang Ling's official register is placed......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hongrun squatted down and turned his head to look at the position he said.

For various reasons, Zhao Yuanyan also squatted down and took a look.

However, the location that Zhao Hongrun said had no traces of anything at all, let alone any words left.

The uncle and nephew glanced at each other, Zhao Hongrun scratched his hair with a stunned face, and muttered in disbelief: "How is it possible? ”

Looking at his appearance, Zhao Yuanli laughed.

"Hongrun, Hongrun, look at your serious appearance, what does the sixth uncle really think, you bluffed ...... turn around"

The Sixth Uncle smiled heartily.

On the one hand, he laughed at this beloved nephew who regarded him as a son, and this time he made a fool in front of him, and on the other hand, it was also because he was secretly relieved in his heart.

After all, he really didn't want the kid in front of him to be involved in that incident.

As Zhao Yuanyan couldn't straighten his waist with a smile, all the sect guards couldn't help but laugh, after all, when Zhao Hongrun was in the process of interpretation, he was very troublesome, as if he was like that Zhou Shangshu on his body, and these sect guards didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing his own highness, or an unspeakable existence attached to his own highness.

"Laugh at the fart!"

Zhao Hongrun's face was a little unbearable, and he said indignantly: "It's the first time I've performed it, it's always inevitable that something will go wrong, who makes too few clues!" …… Mu Qing, you bastard, you dare to laugh again, believe it or not, I really transferred you to the Horse Army to pick up horse manure! ”

Annoyed and angry, His Royal Highness King Su rushed over with his teeth and claws, so frightened that Mu Qing hurriedly hid behind Chu Heng, a big man, and begged for mercy with a smile while hiding: "Your Highness, don't blame me for this, who made you pretend to be serious...... Besides, I'm not the only one laughing, why do you always look for me? …… Look, Lord Yi is still laughing so much that he can't stand up! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun turned his head to look at Zhao Yuanyan, who was still squatting in place, and saw that he was really holding his stomach and laughing almost out of breath, so he said angrily: "Sixth uncle, is it so funny?!" ”

Zhao Yuanyan waved his hand, as if he wanted to show that it wasn't funny, but the smile on his face couldn't be taken back.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun's face became more and more ashamed, and he kicked out one of the guards who were snickering on the side, and scolded in his mouth: "Let's go, let's go, let's ......."

Outside the house, there was also a ridicule from Mu Qing who didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "Your Highness, are you no longer acting?" Maybe this time it will be rewarding...... Ah, Your Highness, I was wrong, I was wrong, you went around me...... Zhou Pu, you smiling tiger, you hand a sword to His Highness? Yes...... Help ......"

Listening to the noisy sound outside the house, Zhao Yuanling shook his head and took a few deep breaths before he could barely suppress the unstoppable laughter.

But just as he was about to get up, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the compartment of a wooden frame next door, only to see that there, a few words were scribbled in handwriting, barely legible - Xiao Shi Weiping!

Zhao Yuanyan chuckled in his heart, and the smile in his heart suddenly faded without a trace.

After a moment's hesitation, he glanced out of the room, and at the same time lifted the oil lamp next to him, and with a blank face, he roasted the words with a fire, and roasted them to the point that they were illegible, and completely covered them up.

……

After doing all this, Zhao Yuanli stood up and thought about something with deep eyes.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun shouted resentfully from outside the house: "Sixth uncle, you haven't laughed enough?!" ”

Taking a slight breath, Zhao Yuanyan's face was full of smiles again, and he walked out with the oil lamp casually.

"Hahaha, it's rare to see you ugly once, Uncle Six, I keep it in my heart...... Ha, I'll tell Yulong later. ”

"Abominable ......" (To be continued.) )