The police are always the last to arrive.

The proper truth of this sentence is just as easy to use in the orthodox years of the Ming Dynasty, Yang Shangjing has finished tinkering with the "Qinglou pair", and the officers of Shuntianfu have only been late, because there is a murder case, and the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division who passed by also came with a team.

Then as soon as they inquired about the information of the prisoner, they all knelt down directly, Yang Shangjing didn't even have a shackle, and the messenger of Shuntianfu nodded and asked him out of Chunxi Tower with the soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, and the head catcher who took the lead also asked cautiously: "Does Yang Taishi want to go home?" Or do you have something to piggyback on? ”

No way, compared with other departments, the Hanlin Academy is the Qingshui Yamen, but all the people in it are all and do not explain, connections and prestige are indispensable, even if Yang Shangjing does not show the signboard of Yang Rongyan's second grandson, it is appropriate to treat each other with courtesy, otherwise they will definitely be eaten and hung up.

Yang Shangjing smiled slightly, the kind with a unique demeanor: "It's okay, even if it hurts people's lives, I always have to go to Shuntianfu, and when Shuntianfu changes my innocence, it doesn't hurt to go home again." ”

The head catcher of Shuntianfu was so moved that he was about to cry at that time, bowed to Yang Shangjing, and almost carried a sedan chair to send Yang Shangjing into the prison of Shuntianfu.

There is no way, Daming Jingshi, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the first good place, these servants of Shuntianfu looked at the cowhide coaxing, much more noble than their counterparts in other places, and there were a few more treasure notes in silver, after all, the boss was a high-ranking official of the third grade, and the ministerial-level treatment, and the ribbon was all silver, but this has an egg, just throw a stone on the street, you can smash out a few nobles, even if it is the most frustrated nobles in this orthodox year, they are all arrogant to their gang of errands, and it is not for nothing that a dog leg who does not go well will be beaten up, The boss of his own family does not sell heads, and thank God.

Therefore, if the nobles of Jingshi are as sensible as the second grandson of Yang Rong, how easy their work should be.

Inside Chunxi Tower, Yang Zhong looked at Yang Shangjing's dashing back, sighed, and dusted off his clothes: "My old bones have to run a little too." ”

If it weren't for a big case, Shuntianfu wouldn't be idle and do any night trials, and Shuntianfu Yin was a high-ranking official of Zhengsanpin, and he wasn't a weak chicken, so there was no need to rush out of the back office at night to meet the grandson of the former cabinet scholar, this is not only a matter of rule of law, but also a matter of etiquette.

So Yang Shangjing was arranged in an upper room, with good ventilation, a good environment, a large area, and the toilets were all new, not to mention the shackles and handcuffs were not worn, and he also lit candles very intimately, and the cell boss even came to ask if he wanted to get a few books to pass the time.

Yang Shangjing believes that if it weren't really inconvenient, there would be a Jin Ying eyeing him over there, and the cell boss would be able to call two girls for him from Chunxi Tower.

As a senior officer of Shuntian Mansion, after understanding the cause and effect, the cell boss said that the old man has also experienced a hundred battles in the drama of the gods fighting, which powerful family in this capital division did not come to live here for a few days when he was poor? This kind of thing, as long as the emperor does not hand-pick a day and says that he will be sentenced severely, it is all a distinguished guest, and he has to serve him well.

Then Yang Shangjing asked for a copy of "The Book of Rites" and began to read it at night, not to say that he wanted to learn to read through the story of the subset of scriptures and history in prison when Yang Pu, the first assistant of the dynasty, was pitted by the King of Han for a while, after all, he was not the former minister of Emperor Jingtai's hidden residence, he just wanted to follow the name of the book, let the possible Jinyiwei report the matter, and give the orthodox emperor Zhu Qizhen, who may know about it, what is called etiquette and what is called respect and humility.

As for whether this kind of information will be detained by Wang Zhen, Yang Shangjing said that there is no pressure at all, as far as Wang Zhen's IQ as a little expert in death, he has no other ability except flattery, and aside from the words of the saint, ten pinched together is not enough for him to beat.

This night, the huge city of Beijing was full of wind and rain, the people of the Hanlin Academy smashed open the door of their colleagues, and then the colleagues smashed open the door of their colleagues, and the cabinet triumvirate after Yang Shiqi Yang Pu, Ma Yu, and Cao Nai gathered not to mention, and even the giants with the Duchayuan, Dali Temple, and the six ministries were alarmed.

Yang Zhong was not idle, he himself took Jian'an Yang's worship post and smashed the door of several dukes and marquis's houses overnight, when Yang Rong followed Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji to fight in the south and the north, and Xungui was called a familiar network, not to mention that it was good enough to wear a pair of pants, but there were many people who took care of it, plus Jian'an Yang's wealth, this kind of rich, powerful and popular person, Xungui also liked it.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Qizhen, an eighteen-year-old young man who had just finished a concubine, had not been lying down for a few minutes, and was called up, Wang Zhen presented the information of Jinyiwei and Dongchang with a little trembling, Jin Ying knelt on the ground with a sad face, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

The young man Zhu Qizhen looked irritable, but after reading the information, his mouth instantly swelled.

What do these civil officials want to do, do they want to rebel?!

Although it has been more than nine years since he succeeded to the throne, it has almost been ten years, but Zhu Qizhen's control of the court is not much different from when he ascended the throne at the age of nine. However, the 18-year-old young man said that this was not the life he wanted.

What he wants is to go through the north of the desert and complete the unfinished business of his father, grandfather, and grandfather, and call him Dad, and then call Dad, and then call Dad, and call Dad...... In the end, I learned from my grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang to follow the law, and the entire Ming Dynasty knelt down and shouted Long live the emperor Zhen Shengming, and went to Mount Tai to roar "The emperor and the Ming dynasty unify the universe", far surpassing the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, and overturning the Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, is it not beautiful?

However, Atai and Duo'er in the north have only been on the side for many years, even if their subordinates win, they will learn from the gray wolf and roar "I will come back", and then continue the next year; The southern Luchuan, the rebel seedlings, make the whole south cool, don't want it, Mu Sheng, the prince of Qianguo, committed suicide in the army, what is this?

Looking at the information in his hand again, the eighteen-year-old young man who had just finished feeling that there was going to be a boil on his lower back, he raised his head and looked at Jin Ying, then at Wang Zhen, and asked, "Big companion, how should this matter be resolved?" ”

Jin Ying peeked at Zhu Qizhen, who was dark, and didn't dare to say anything if he wanted to speak, but buried his head lower, no problem, Zhu Qizhen In addition to his lofty ideals, he also valued his feelings, and it was not Jin Ying but Wang Zhen who took him to play when he was a child, which hurt a lot, even if Wang Zhen was a political amateur, then he couldn't interject.