Chapter 45: Views
The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.
The glazed jade tiles reflect the sunlight and are exuding the most dazzling brilliance of the day. The beautiful scenery scattered all over the imperial city is even more impressive.
Especially in the imperial study, as long as you open any window at this time, you can see the authentic works of Yousheng famous masters, and all kinds of ingenious spring scenes.
But unfortunately, the imperial study, which was guarded by the Imperial Guards, was tightly locked with doors and windows.
And from time to time, you can still hear the arguments and roaring bickering.
“…… How can you say that?! Could it be that Wang Shangshu is trying to say that the people in my military department all eat dry rice?! ”
Under the corridor across the door, the moment the soldiers on duty heard this, their whole faces suddenly stiffened into a stone slab.
From just a few words, they had guessed in their hearts that what the ministers in the house were discussing must be the Qingxing Street murder case a day ago, that is, the case of the prime minister who was stabbed to death.
And Lord Zhao, the secretary of the Ministry of War, must have been because Lord Shangshu Wang of the Criminal Department mocked their colleagues and escorted the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army who were in a different place with Prime Minister Lu in the court.
The thought of this possibility made their hearts angry and painful. But where the duty lies, as well as discipline and principles, the guards around the Royal Forest Army have straightened their backs more and more, clenched their swords at their waists, and performed their duties with angry eyes.
On the other hand, the dispute in the imperial study has entered a white heat.
"Heh, Zhao Shangshu is really old and strong. With such a neutral posture, does he want to use the momentum of the battlefield to intimidate the contemptible people? ”
"You ......"
Lord Liao, the secretary of Dali Temple, who had been listening, did not wait for Zhao Shangshu to jump like thunder, and quickly stepped forward to stop the person, and at the same time separated the two people who were like fire and water.
"Okay, let's not say a word. Lao Zhao was quieter, and Bai Zhi also paid attention to his words. This is in the imperial study, in front of Your Majesty! ”
With the highly respected Lord Liao coming forward, the atmosphere suddenly eased a lot.
Although Zhao Deyi grinded his teeth angrily, he controlled his impulse in the end. Wang Shangshu of the Criminal Department snorted secretly and turned his head not to look at him.
Emperor Xuande, who was sitting on the top, didn't put his eyes on the two of them at all, and only fell on the file that had just been sent from Zongzheng Temple on the desk, and he swept and swept it as if he was not looking at it.
When he noticed that the room was quiet again, he raised his head again, swept over the next crowd, and finally stopped in the corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence, and at the same time secretly watching the good show, Honglu Temple Qing Feichun.
"Fei Aiqing, what are you doing standing so far away? Come on, come to the front, I suddenly remembered a few things, and I want to ask Aiqing you. ”
Fei Chun secretly watched the show and was coming hard, but who knew that he was suddenly named!
When he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, he stepped forward with an arrow step, bowed down to look at the ground of the bluestone bricks in all directions, and replied respectfully:
"Your Majesty asks, as long as you know, you will know everything."
When Emperor Xuande heard this, he lifted the corners of his lips and said idly:
"Aiqing is in charge of foreign guests and the ceremonial festivals of the vassal dynasties in various places, do you still remember when the prince of Anyang came to Beijing?"
The moment Fei Chun heard it clearly, he immediately shouted luck in his heart.
At the beginning, the suicide case shocked the government and the opposition, and after he went down to the court, he listened to the report of his subordinates, and the third prince took the Royal Forest Army to escort the prince of Anyang into the palace, and he was informed that there would be this day.
Therefore, in less than two days, in addition to searching for news about the prince of Anyang, he didn't even touch it on official business.
is so "hard", just to be able to grasp this opportunity and let Emperor Xuande recognize his ability. Maybe he can get rid of this miscellaneous matter, but he doesn't have much oil and water, and he doesn't have the authority to be the secretary of Dali Temple.
Even one step further, it's not impossible!
Fei Chun was already excited in his heart, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control his expression well. Therefore, he only bowed his head, but his voice was as humble and respectful as ever:
"Back to Your Majesty, the prince of Anyang was played in May last year, arrived in Beijing in July, and according to the usual practice in Zongzheng Temple, he erected a monument for the old King of Anyang and entered the ancestral hall, and other affairs were ......completed in early August."
Lord Qingfei of Honglu Temple almost didn't stop in one breath, and there were official records, and all the whereabouts of the prince of Anyang were completely reported.
Emperor Xuande listened, and with his fingers, he regularly tapped the handrail.
It wasn't until Fei Chun's voice landed for a long time that there was no echo in the imperial study, and silence returned again, that he opened his eyes again and spoke:
"Well, Aiqing is really diligent, think about how to reward you for your efforts when I am free."
Before the words could land, Fei Chun was both surprised and delighted and did not react to thank Lord Longen, Emperor Xuande had already turned to Zhao Deyi, the secretary of the military department, and Liao Wen, the secretary of Dali Temple, and then asked a seemingly completely irrelevant sentence.
"Zhao Aiqing, Liao Aiqing, what do you think of the assassins, you might as well tell me about it."
Zhao Shangshu and Lord Liao are both old ministers who followed Emperor Xuande, and after hearing this, they glanced at each other before they bowed down one after another.
After the two got up, Lord Liao, who was in charge of the crime in Xing Prison, spoke first:
"Back to Your Majesty, the old minister was not the first to arrive at the scene of the crime because he had entered the inner court through the Jinshui Bridge at the beginning of the crime. However, according to the minister's later investigation, although the scene of the murder looked tragic, the traces left were not messy. ”
Emperor Xuande finally had some spirit and leaned forward, "Oh, that is, many people committed the crime?" ”
After Liao Siqing nodded, he continued to analyze:
"Just as His Majesty expected, the minister also thought that the murderer was a large number of people, and the assassination was premeditated and prepared. The place of the crime must also be the result of the choice of travel and many investigations. ”
When Liao Siqing said this, he couldn't help but sigh, and then continued:
"It's a pity that although there are few people on Qingxing Street on weekdays, there are ......" paused slightly, and after changing the appropriate wording, Liao Wencai said: "There are few people staying in the mansions, and the rules are strict. This gang of murderers is also very cunning, and it is not easy to find the witnesses quickly. ”
Emperor Xuande did not say anything, but began to tap on the handrail regularly, and at the same time turned his gaze to Zhao Shangshu.
Zhao Deyi understood, took a step forward and said:
Although Lao Chen was not good at chasing the murderer, he did not cross the Jinshui Bridge at that time, and the scene of the crime was relatively close, so he arrived in time. And judging from the fatal injuries of the victim and the few traces on the car, Chen has a bold speculation. ”
Emperor Xuande raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said casually but with a sharp gaze:
"Zhao Aiqing, although it is blunt."
Although Lord Liao also had the same guess, he couldn't help but secretly glance at the old man at this time, intending to stop the other party's reckless opening.
Wang Shangshu had a disdainful expression and waited to see a good show, watching from the sidelines.