Sounds like that, Zhang Ping thought to himself.

There are antecedents and consequences, and there are witnesses, but it's just too coincidental.

Because his son and nephew made a mistake and were frightened to seek death, and when they were at home, they did not seek death, but had to go to the master's house and suffer for most of the day before throwing themselves into the lake, who would believe such a reason?

The voice of the county lord of Anren sounded again:

"I was busy all night before I fished people out, and I was going to report it, but it happened that Zhang's husband came with the guards, and it was just right that he could take people away."

came to the door to pick up people, not to mention that they didn't find a living person, and they had to do the work of collecting corpses for people.

Zhang Ping lowered his head and was silent, got up and saluted to speak, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that the county lord of Anren had already taken a group of maids to the inner room.

The hall was empty and there were only a few guards from the palace, and everyone looked at each other, not saying anything, but the shock on their expressions was not concealed at all.

The people of the Yanling Palace, sure enough, are all domineering.

The head of the guard team approached Zhang Ping's side and whispered:

"Father-in-law, was that maid too perfunctory? How can we tell the emperor when we go back? ”

Zhang Ping shook off the dust and raised his feet and walked out the door.

"How? According to the original words, he told the emperor word for word. What can we do? Just by relying on you and me, can you still insist that the county lord's words are false, and take someone to force the truth in the Yanling Palace? ”

The head of the guard team had to be silent, Zhang Ping was right, even if he knew that Mama Hu's death was strange, there was no evidence at the moment.

But then again, even if there is any evidence, just with a mere guard, he doesn't dare to attack the people of the Yanling Mansion at will.

"The corpse, just find the Shuntian Mansion Yin to collect it, let's go back to the emperor like this first, and see how he arranges ......"

Coo-goo-goo......

Zhang Ping's words were interrupted by a familiar voice, and under the eaves of the corridor not far away, there were birdcages of various colors.

King Yanling stood under the porch in a rich orangutan felt cloak and teased the birds, and on his arm stood a canary with bronze feathers all over it, and a white bird feather on its head.

Legend has it that King Yanling loves to raise birds, the most common pigeons, the most precious peacock white cranes he raises, among which the favorite is a canary named Meishuang, presumably the one on his arm now.

Zhang Ping inadvertently turned his gaze to the nearest cage, where there were several pigeons that were cooing.

"Grandpa Zhang is here, a rare guest."

King Yanling seemed to have just seen them and beckoned to Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping bowed and saluted, "I've seen the prince." ”

King Yanling seemed to be in a good mood today, walked around the cloister and approached Zhang Ping, slapped him on the shoulder with a palm and said:

"I heard that Gonggong Zhang also loves to raise birds in the palace, come, come and take a look at a few new treasures of this king."

King Yanling looked at the guards behind him proudly, "You guys sit here and drink tea." ”

Zhang Ping looked helpless, and gave a look to the guards behind him, and the head of the guard team had to take people back to the hall, and several subordinates brought fruit plates and refreshments to serve.

"This king got a falcon a few days ago, and ordinary people can't see it......"

King Yanling pulled Zhang Ping into the door, the smile on his face suddenly dissipated, and his expression became obscure.

Zhang Ping was bitter in his mouth, and wanted to kneel down to salute, but was held by King Yanling.

"Father-in-law's news has been delivered in a timely manner these days."

His voice was low, and his whole person was shrouded in a heavy yin owl aura, which was similar to the rough and domineering appearance in front of people.

Zhang Ping felt that his words were abrupt, and he didn't know what he said, so he had to laugh twice and didn't answer.

"The news that you won in the palace that day spread a little slowly."

King Yanling turned around and teased the eyebrow frost standing on his arm, and his expression was a little more leisurely.

"We were almost ready that day, but we were still late, but Lin Shifan picked up the cheap. The king checked and checked, and there was no mistake in the other links of transmitting the news, and the question was in the link of handing the news out of the palace. ”

King Yanling's words sounded like no head or tail at first glance, but when they fell on Zhang Ping's ears, they were like five thunderbolts.

On that day, he rebelled, of course, whoever came to Beijing first, and got the edict of succession from the sick and weak emperor to successfully ascend to the throne.

For this reason, Zhang Ping worked hard in the palace to find out and hide the first emperor from the control of Li Zhaorong and Wang An, and then immediately sent the news to tell the king of Yanling to enter the king of Beijing, who knew that it was still a step late, and finally Lin Shifan and the king of Yanling entered Beijing at the same time.

Now, King Yanling suspects that he delayed the news, which caused him to enter Beijing one step later.

"This king does not doubt the loyalty of his father-in-law, but it was difficult to do things in the palace at that time, and it was definitely not the father-in-law who did it alone, and it was normal for his people to have a person who was not effective.

Which of those helpers in the palace did you not check the bottom details clearly, Zhang Ping said in his heart.

In fact, Zhang Ping himself checked back and forth several times afterwards, and everything that happened in the palace was done according to the plan, and he himself kept an eye on every step, no one made mistakes, and no one had the opportunity to do anything in the middle.

But since King Yanling was suspicious, he had to find out an answer.

"My subordinates will check when they go back, and they will definitely give you an answer."

The errand sent by the emperor has not been completed, where can the guards in the hall eat tea with peace of mind.

"Boss, do you want to go over and urge it?"

A guard asked the head of the squad and pointed to the open door under the eaves of the porch, Zhang Ping was brought into this room by King Yanling.

"Just wait."

The head of the guard team frowned and said.

This is an errand assigned by the emperor to Zhang Ping, if anyone is the most anxious, it is naturally Zhang Ping himself.

He really couldn't afford it, because of this, he was in a hurry to go to King Yanling to beg for fun.

It's just that today's errand really didn't go well, and after returning to the emperor, it is inevitable to cause a reproach.

While he was thinking about it, he had already heard the voice of King Yanling coming from the other side.

"If my father-in-law likes it, how about this king give you one?"

"The prince is kind, but it is disrespectful, but the villain is really on an errand today, and the emperor is afraid that he is already in a hurry......"

"Hahahaha......"

King Yanling burst out laughing, causing a burst of birds to jump in the corridor.

"Don't dare to delay the business of the father-in-law, and go to see the emperor quickly."

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In the quiet courtyard, under the gaze of the emperor and other cadres, Shen Chi, who was wearing a first-class robe, stood in front of the offering table majestically.

He recited words in his mouth, bowed to the incense case again and again, lit three sticks of incense, and respectfully inserted them in the incense burner, and the scene of "dancing gods" came to an end.

What's to be done?

Cheng Ye glanced at Yiqiu suspiciously, what she mentioned just now, the so-called "wonderful person" in this small courtyard, could it be Shen Chi?

"Your Majesty, the worship has been completed, please move to the inner hall with your ministers."

There are no tables and chairs and other furniture in the upper hall, but there are many lights and candles in the daytime, which illuminates the interior white, and the light is even more dazzling than the outside.

Cheng Ye followed everyone inside, bypassed a simple wooden screen, and saw the placement inside, only then did he know who the "wonderful person" that Cousin Fang Cai said was.

He turned his head and glanced at Yiqiu, secretly blaming himself for not paying attention, the inconspicuous small courtyard set up by the Shuntian Mansion was so empty, simple, gray and dilapidated.

It's a morgue.