The fifth year of Zhenguan has arrived, and the first day of the year should have been a day of heavy sacrificial activities. All the civil and military officials will gather in the Linde Palace, which was built in the end despite a year's suspension of work, to pray for the blessings of the Tang Dynasty, and to see the three national teachers and countless monks, and there is a true ritual of worshipping the sky. But this year, many people were absent, Chang'an Mansion Yin Changsun Sheng, Zhongshu Province Shangshu Right Servant Shot Fang Xuanling, Shangshu Left Servant Shot Changsun Wuji, etc. did not attend this event, they were all tracking down what happened last night. The group of thieves who dared to be presumptuous in Chang'an City, the sixteen guards guarding the capital were also under Li Er's will, and 3,000 people were dispatched, and the whole city seemed to be lax, but in fact, they were all secretly monitored. It can be said that since last night, even a fly in Chang'an City has not escaped the eyes of these people.

But from last night to now, there has not been the slightest news of the thief, but there is bad news. That is the injury of the eldest grandson Chong, the son of the first powerful minister of the dynasty, and the nephew of the current queen. His injuries can be described as serious, because this group of people didn't seem to think that they would kill him, but the attack was really vicious, and Changsun Chong's limbs were all violently broken, and now he can only lie on the bed. You can't even sit up, you have to be served when you eat and defecate. This also made the eldest grandson Wuji anxious, and he lost a lot of weight overnight, which is more effective than any weight loss decoction. His hair, which had begun to turn gray, turned gray in half overnight, and now he looked even older than Xiao Yu, who was more than a decade older than him.

This does not allow the eldest grandson Wuji to be impatient, because the Holy One has already issued an order. For his son and Princess Changle to marry, he can choose a day to get married after Shangyuan. But now that his son looks like this, how can he still be worthy of the golden branches and jade leaves of God's royal family? If you quit this marriage! Then his previous plans all failed. And they have to bear the charge of non-compliance. But how can I make my son recover in the next half a month? With such an injury, even if the divine doctor Sun Simiao is invited, he can't let the eldest grandson Chong run and jump within half a month! The imperial doctor has already come to diagnose it, saying that the other party did not kill him, and Changsun Chong's limbs were only discounted, and there were no comminuted fractures, that is, after recuperation. Changsun Chong can still walk and move like an ordinary person, but he can't do strenuous exercise.

Although there are no sequelae that the eldest grandson Wuji can't accept. However, it also gives a prerequisite, that is, at least half a year of bed rest. This condition made the eldest grandson Wuji even more sad and angry in his heart, this was the basis for breaking his plan, and there was no marriage between the eldest grandson Chong and Li Lizhen. So how can you realize your original idea? Those things that have been planned in their hearts for a long time. All of them need the full support and trust of the royal family. Otherwise, once he touches those sensitive areas, then the eldest grandson family will have to bear the wrath of the entire imperial family. Their family is not a big family like the five surnames and seven hopes, when the eldest grandson's family declined, all the previous foundations were exhausted, and now this bit of family foundation is still accumulated by themselves over the years. Once squeezed by the royal family, then the eldest grandson's family will have no power to fight back.

Looking at his son who was still lying on the bed with a pale face and falling asleep, a trace of fierceness flashed on the fat cheeks of the eldest grandson Wuji: "Don't let me know who did it." Otherwise, I will crush you to ashes!" The fingers of the turnips were clenched into fists, and the goatee under his chin was curled.

"It hurts! Yes! A faint moan. Let the eldest grandson Wuji walk out of his thinking world, and when he saw the eldest grandson Chong who opened his eyes on the bed, he hurriedly leaned down: "Chong'er, how is it?" The words were full of concern, and the fat face was also worried, and the previous fierceness was completely gone, leaving only loving eyes and worried faces.

"Daddy! Those people, not people! Changsun Chong said this to Changsun Wuji, as if he remembered something, rolled his eyes, and fell asleep again.

"What?" The eldest grandson Wuji was surprised, what do you mean by 'those people, not people?' 'It's not a human, it's a ghost?' Are there really ghosts in this world? Eldest Sun Wuji fought horses for half his life, and there were no less than 10,000 people who died indirectly at his hands on the battlefield, if there were really ghosts, those ghosts would have died eight hundred times since they came to ask for their lives, so Changsun Wuji did not believe what Changsun Chong said in his half-asleep and half-awake words, but he also believed that something extraordinary must have happened during this period.

Not to mention that the eldest grandson Wuji is suspicious, look at Fang Xuanling's side, he is responsible for investigating the suspicious people who have been in and out of the capital recently, but there are no less than 100,000 people in and out of Chang'an City every day, how can they find out? So now he is still at a loss, sitting in the Cao room in the office of Zhongshu Province, looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, he has no master. In his mind, countless figures were churning, these people were all big people who could mobilize elite troops in the capital, but who were they?

These people all have deep backgrounds, and they also have great power in their hands, and it is really easy to mobilize a small elite army, but what army dares to beat Zhao Guogong's son so unscrupulously? Moreover, this prince of the country will be promoted to a concubine in half a month, hugging the lap of the supreme power holder of the entire empire. How could such a person be an ordinary soldier who dared to beat him at will? And he beat so hard, his limbs were broken, and it didn't affect his recovery later, how many people would do such a technique? As he thought about it one by one, most of the people were gradually excluded, and only a few figures were left wandering. Most of these people are supported by the big families with five surnames and seven hopes behind them, and they are either directly born with these families, or they are disciples and protégés of the elders of these families.

"Whoa......" rolled up the bamboo slip in his hand, Fang Xuanling rubbed his temples, although there were suspects who had guesses, but what could he do with them without evidence? Moreover, these people were all by Li Er's side at that time, and they arrived in the palace from the end of the afternoon, and Changsun Chong and the others only remembered to visit Du Xiang's house when they were in Youshi, such an accidental decision that was completely close to no arrangement, who could guess? And sent someone to intercept them on the way?

I can't figure it out! Although Fang Xuanling is good at planning and reasoning, when it comes to judgment, he still seems hesitant. After all, this is not his field of expertise, but the one who is good at this aspect has been sleeping under Jiuquan for a long time last year. Walked out of the door and blew a cold breeze. Let the tangled mind relax. Thinking about his family affairs again, he once again had a big head. The eldest son was presumptuous before the holy drive, although such a thing was not pursued by the saint, but it also had a profound impact on the future of that kid, and it was impossible to get ahead in the future without extraordinary talent. But how many taels does that kid have, how can he, a father, not know? So the achievements of this eldest son in the future must not be high, but what about the second son? Since he was a child, he has loved to dance and play guns, and he has a good way of boxing. Asking him to read and write is like killing him. The thick-skinned scholar hammered him with a stick, but his hands were sore.

There are a lot of things that make people dizzy, Fang Xuanling really can't think of a real clue, and is thinking about Li Eryu's report. Unexpectedly, he met the eldest grandson Wuji head-on. So he stepped forward and greeted: "Lord Eldest Sun, I don't know how the virtuous nephew is injured?" The words were full of concern, but there was no contradiction between the two of them, or there was quite a tacit understanding between the people from Tiance Mansion. There can be civil and military disputes. But that's just a joke of contempt for each other.

The military generals looked down on Wenchen's powerlessness, and Wenchen looked down on the vulgarity of the generals. Although both sides dismantled each other, they maintained a friendly tacit understanding, and they all cooperated sincerely with each other when facing other factions, because they were Li Er's original descendants and the part that was most loyal to Li Er. Li Er also knows this, and he is very conniving, because there are no such people. Then the court may have been divided by those families a long time ago, and he, the emperor, is only left with a shelf. It is like a clay fetus and wood sculpture in a temple. Therefore, Li Er just turned a blind eye to the big situation in the court, and he just turned a blind eye to the existence of these factions.

"Master Fang, that group of people is so rampant, I don't know if I have found out who is hurting people with such a secret arrow, the old man will definitely fight for his life and will not want him to have a good time!" When the eldest grandson Wuji saw Fang Xuanling, after returning the salute, he said angrily, every time he thought of his son, every time he thought of his own plan, he wanted to swallow the life of the person behind the scenes. The eldest grandson Wuji, who loves his son, is now like a lion who has been provoked, as long as he finds the enemy, he will definitely ravage the other party to death, and only in this way can he vent his anger.

But if you want to work hard, you have to have a goal! So what he wants to know most now is who dares to do this, no matter what their purpose is, as long as they are sure of the person, then even if they take the lives of the eldest grandson family, they have to fight to the death, otherwise what face does his eldest grandson family still have to stand in this forest of Tang Dynasty nobles, and what face does his son say that his son will marry His Majesty's favorite princess?

"This, the old man is ashamed, he still has no clue, there are so many people who have that strength, but he can't guess their motives, and there is no substantial evidence, it's hard to assert!" Fang Xuanling really didn't know what to say, this incident happened suddenly, and the technique was sophisticated, leaving no traces, only a mess of ground and a few pools of blood. Those blood stains are all from the eldest grandson, how can the murderer be found?

"No matter what, as long as there is a suspicious target, the old man will come to the door one by one, not afraid of making a big deal, as long as the real murderer can be found!"

"Alright! The old man will go to report to the emperor with the adults, what to do or let the saint make a decision! Fang Xuanling said and walked towards the Lizheng Palace, and the eldest grandson Wuji hurriedly followed.

"Qi Xiang Xià, the old minister has some news, but there is no substantial evidence! Don't dare to make a decision, I here's here! After Fang Xuanling saluted Li Er, he took out a fold from his sleeves with both hands and presented it.

"Oh! I'll take a look! Li Er took the fold and opened it, his brows furrowed.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is willing to go and inquire, as long as the real murderer can be found, the old minister will not rest with him!" The eldest grandson Wuji bowed down and bowed, asking for his life.

"Fang Aiqing, are these people really like what you said in your recital?" Li Er's face changed, with a solemn taste.

"Back to Your Majesty, every sentence is true!" Fang Xuanling's source of information is very secretive, it was Li Er who gave him a temporary token for this matter, so that he could order those people to do things for him, so the news he got was extremely secret, and the truth was very high.

"It seems that you really have to come to the door to ask!" Li Er said and handed the fold to the eldest grandson Wuji. (To be continued......)