After Cao Wenbing left, Emperor Jianping's face turned red, and he covered his mouth hard and coughed. After a few moments, he was a little quieter, gasping for breath. Looking at the blood stains on the yellow silk, he was still expressionless, and his eyes shone with a faint light. "Tell me, who did Liang Wendao's thing?"

The man in black said in a hoarse voice: "Master, the slave has let people check." The prisoners in the edict should have been arranged for a long time ago, and it has been seven or eight years now. At that time, something happened that led to many people being imprisoned. The dead prisoner was imprisoned until now because of his family's personal interests, and strangely he has never been killed. ”

Emperor Jianping's laughter was a little weird, and he said words of admiration in his mouth, but his tone was quite cold. "Hehe, all my good courtiers are long-sighted! Since seven or eight years ago, the layout has been settled, no wonder it has been able to do this. Who did Liang Wendao see before playing, have you checked it out? ”

"Back to the master, Liang Wendao has fewer people coming and going on weekdays. About ten days before the first recital, I had seen a man dressed as a scribe at home, and the two of them had a secret conversation for half an hour, and then the scribe left. Two days later, Liang Wendao met another person in secret. Because there was no one left or right, the minions couldn't hear what they were talking about. Please forgive your sins! ”

"Alright. You continue to keep people staring at this matter to see who will move behind you. It is estimated that after Liang Wendao's death, that person should stop for a while. Well, what has King Jing done lately? ”

"Master, Jing'an Hou has been staying in the barracks recently and has not returned home. Last night, there was news from a spy in the army that Jing Anhou secretly met with a person dressed as a scribe. After the spies' description, the slave guessed that it might be Li Youyu from the Xixi of King Jing's Mansion. ”

Emperor Jianping's eyes flashed, his face was as calm as water, his fingers kept tapping on the desk, and the soft sound of "tuk tuk tuk" was extremely harsh in the silent hall. "Ho-ho-ho...... Looks like some people can't wait! Among the twelve guards, can anyone contact King Jing's people? ”

The man in black hesitated for a moment before saying: "Back to the master, according to the report of the spies, Yu Deman, the general of the left Xiaowei, and Dong Qizhi, the general of the right Weiwei, may have been in contact with King Jing. It's just that because of the rush of time, the sitting probe has not yet been verified. ”

"Good, good, good!" Emperor Jianping laughed angrily, his face turned blue, and he said in a gloomy tone: "I haven't died yet, and there are people who want to take refuge in the new master." Tell me to go down, and once these people are verified, they will report back to me immediately! ”

"Yes!" The man in black bowed and retreated.

"Ahem, ahem...... I'd like to see how many of your heads can make it to that day. Emperor Jianping wrote the names of the two on a piece of paper with a red pen and circled them.

Ye Nanqing's injuries are almost healed, but he is still handling official business in the house and does not go to the public house. He was writing his opinion on the fold when he heard a knock on the door of the study, and without raising his head, he said, "Come in." ”

The old servant bowed down and said, "Master, someone has heard that Liang Wendao has died in prison. ”

Ye Nanqing was not surprised by this matter at all, but said lightly: "Well, I know." "If there is no backhand, Xia Guoyuan would not have been able to support the current emperor to ascend the throne in the early years, and he would have controlled the government for more than ten years. Besides, it is also a coincidence that the person who assassinated last time was killed by all the people of Beizhen Fusi! "Anything else?"

The old servant bowed down and handed over a letter and said, "Master, this is a piece of music that has just been turned around in the palace. Master Shangshu Yi of the Ministry of Rites drew up a candidate to teach the prince to read, and after the fold was submitted to the emperor, he was transferred to the prime minister's mansion by the emperor. ”

Ye Nanqing frowned when she heard this, and she was slightly unhappy in her heart. This Yi Mingtao is a bit old-fashioned, no matter what he says and does, he is like an old master, just like the matter of selecting a master for the prince without communicating with himself before playing. However, thinking that the other party did not have a strong conflict of interest with himself, he pressed the unhappiness in his heart and took the fold and looked at it. "What does the emperor mean?"

"Master, the people who came to deliver the news this time were silent, and Gonggong Cao didn't deliver the news. Therefore, there is no way to know what the emperor meant. ”

"Hmm. This Li Qingtong sang and harmonized with Xia Ge Lao in his early years, and I heard that he had a very personal relationship and was not suitable for the prince's teacher. There is also this Lu Youlin, although he has thoroughly studied the Five Classics, he can be a teacher for others, but he can disrespect his parents and elders in private, and his virtue is at a loss, and he is not suitable for being a teacher of the prince. Ye Nanqing pointed to the person on the fold and commented. He thought for a while, nodded a person's name, and then said: "He Hongli, this person has a great reputation among Shilin, and he is also very knowledgeable, and I heard that he has some fame and fortune. In his early years, when he was not yet famous, he also threw his scrolls into the old mansion of Xia Ge. You send someone to contact him privately and ask him if he is willing to be the prince. If he is on the road, the old man will not hesitate to recommend him. ”

The old man respectfully agreed, "Yes, sir." The old slave will arrange it. ”

After the old servant went out, Ye Nanqing did not continue to review the folds, but looked ahead with empty eyes, and the expression on his face was quite uncalm. One moment the face is fierce, and the next moment is slightly smiling. "Teacher, this time you're still a step ahead! However, next time the disciple will not let you succeed easily. ”

In the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, Yao Nai was gossiping with Yan Wenzheng, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed and harmonious.

Suddenly, Yan Wenzheng's voice lowered and said, "Brother Yao, do you know that Liang Wendao died in the edict prison?" ”

Yao Nai asked in surprise, "Is this serious?" ”

"Of course, this can't be faked. Brother Xian, Master Kang of the Criminal Department, and Lord Ling of the Metropolitan Procuratorate wanted to interrogate Liang Wendao this morning, but when they arrived at the Imperial Prison, they learned that Liang Wendao had committed suicide in fear of crime. Hahaha...... For the first time, the foolish brother knew that the person who committed suicide in fear of sin could still be bleeding from the seven orifices and having black and purple lips. Isn't that ridiculous, you say? Yan Wenzheng said sarcastically.

Yao Nai shook his head with a wry smile and said, "This spy department is really lawless, and he will kill a court official in prison at will. Alas! In the long run, the country will not be a country! ”

Yan Wenzheng was so angry that his beard blew up, patted the coffee table and said, "Yes! This spy department is fighting outsiders and insiders, and they know that they are embarrassed by civilian officials, and they also oppress the people everywhere and concoct unjust cases, which is not enough to be angry with the people! However, he changed his voice and said with a smile: "This matter is not a bad thing for Brother Yao. ”

"Brother Xian, how do you say this?"

"Brother Yao, think about it, who is the most suspicious of Liang Wendao's death?" Yan Wenzheng didn't wait for Yao Nai's reply, and said directly: "Naturally, it's Xia Guoyuan!" Hehehe, this dirty water is splashed, I look at Xia Guoyuan and I'm afraid that he is going to have a mortal enmity with Ye Nanqing! In this case, Brother Yao will have a chance. ”

Yao Nai shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If you rely on human life in exchange for opportunities, the old man would rather not leave the house for the rest of his life." ”

Yan Wenzheng stroked his hand and praised: "If others can think like Brother Yao, why worry about the injustice of the society and the unrest of the court?" It's a pity that these people are all just fighting for power and profit, where can they care about the lives of others. ”

Yao Nai waved his hand and said ashamedly: "Brother Xian is too famous!" ”