Almost the sixth day after the Qionglin banquet was dispersed, the theft of the national mine in the mountains of Linqi County has been in an uproar, and the Dali Temple has banned it, and a group of high-ranking officials in Linqi County and Beijing have been found out, and the whole dynasty is in an uproar.

In the case of conclusive evidence, Dali Temple took over the prisoners escorted by Jin Wuwei, skipped the trial of the three divisions and directly played to the saint, sentenced to the crime of stealing and destroying the mountains and forests, and immediately returned to prison, in order to set the record straight, the infringement of state property is a great disrespect to the saints today, although it is not within the scope of the death penalty and the law of confiscation, but dismissal and exile are inevitable.

And the source of the clues for all this is just the remains of a jade Pixiu made of Nanyang jade.

A casual investigation turned out to be more and more out of control.

Pull a hair and move the whole body, this Dali Temple's ability to handle the case is indeed amazing, with information clues to trace back to the source, but to pick up a whole transaction network, shake out a lot of fish.

If someone with a heart still intends to turn a blind eye and deliberately suppress this matter, but now even Qin Tianjian has already made it clear to the saint: there is a vision in the sky, and this matter must not be hastily done.

The way of heaven is strict, although it is quietly criticized by the world that it is often absent from the world, but for thousands of years it has been rooted in the depths of the soul and the faith cannot be disappointed, which is the earnest teaching of the ancestors, and it is also the personal practice of the ancestors, so that there are generations of leaders and prosperity in the world.

Song Zhixi has always been a little anxious these days, uncomfortable, and very bored, thinking crankily, if he can't get it right, there may be bad luck or misfortune on his head recently.

I'd rather believe it or not, muttering in my heart, or going to the temple to burn incense to feel at ease.

There are too many maids, she is afraid of trouble, so it's good to pull a playmate to relieve her boredom.

The carriage turned around on the official road, Song Zhixi lifted the curtain, there was a constant stream of people in the guest buildings in the city, and there were also people in the noodle soup restaurant gathered in twos and threes, I don't have to say, they must be talking about a topic.

At this time, how many high-ranking officials will fall from power, and how many people will wait and see.

"You're restless again."

Inside the carriage, Feng Zheng blinked his peach blossom eyes and was about to lower the curtain, Song Zhixi's apricot eyes slipped and grinned to reveal half a row of Hao teeth, "There are even more restless!" As he spoke, he hugged Feng Zheng's waist, and the itchy flesh on her waist almost overwhelmed her.

"Hahahaha! Where did you learn, get up! It's not in shape! Feng Zheng laughed so much that tears were about to flow out, and he inadvertently let out a wheezing sound.

Many people on the side of the street looked sideways.

"Yo, it's so loud, and there are people fighting inside."

"Look, the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion ......"

"Isn't this ?!??"

"If the king of Hengchuan knows about it...... Alas, changing people is faster than me changing clothes, what a fairy the king of the county, don't say don't want it......"

"Ha, why are the hats so green?"

The people walking the streets exchanged the light in their eyes for a while, and the people in the carriage were unaware.

Honglu Temple is located in the Gyeonggi area, the incense has always been vigorous, there are many pilgrims on weekdays to worship in, today of course, there is an endless stream, the temple entrance carriage pavilion such as the cover can be seen.

Seeing a group of beggars at the entrance of the temple, they salivated, "There is a lot of sesame oil." ”

Honglu Temple was originally known as the Academy of Tribute Academy, and many well-known scholars have been provided through layers of examinations.

But the world is unpredictable, in the chaotic change of the previous dynasty, there were old scholars involved in the party dispute, after the chaotic party was investigated and killed, the party dispute was settled, and now it is an old thing that the people of the capital do not mention.

But in Song Zhixi's opinion, there is no need to be so exaggerated, even if he says it on the street, he will not fulfill what others say about causing trouble, at most some people will check the details.

She has this confidence.

Although the sentence that the body is not afraid of the shadow is defined as a fallacy in the context of guilt and deceit, it works here.

"After that, the status of the Tribute Academy gradually became a little embarrassing, and at the request of people of insight, His Majesty specially approved the establishment of a new Tribute Academy, and the old site of this school was also derived...... No, to be exact, it was rebuilt into today's Honglu Temple. ”

Feng Zheng deliberately lowered his voice and said with heartfelt emotion: "But look at this person's comings and goings...... It's rare that no one shy away from it, and it's a different time than it used to be. ”

Song Zhixi knew it in his heart but did not express his position, the emperor personally ordered the demolition and reconstruction, isn't this attitude an approval, where is there a lack of people in the capital who figure out the current situation? It is really rational to let go of scruples in this way, and the people above deliberately erase it is to try to start over in a new situation, how can the people below be twisted again?

A nostalgia is a curse.

Honglu Temple has become more and more prosperous because of its geographical location.

Song Zhixi and Feng Zheng held each other together, and after passing through the verandah, their eyes suddenly opened up.

The temple is divided into two side halls and a main hall, which are dedicated to different Buddha spiritual treasures.

The main hall is flanked by copper-colored beams and pillars with copper bucket arches, which are the same color as the carved ceiling in the hall, and such a tone makes people who see it look solemn.

The two of them entered the main hall of the temple.

Song Zhixi knelt down on the futon and recited a few often-read scriptures to pray for the peace of the Song family recently, purifying her restlessness in the past few days.

Her eyes were closed, and her eyebrows were meek.

She knew that the old women, who were kneeling with her, were glancing at her.

Don't think that as long as you hide it, you won't find it if you look around the corner, you can't worship the Bodhisattva, just ask what she can see?

Looking at each other's granddaughter-in-law?

Song Zhixi shook his head with a smile, and suddenly realized something and quickly got up and looked around.

Where did Feng Zheng go? Won't you be fooled away by the old way that said last time that it would solve the marriage, right?

The old man didn't look like he was in the temple at first glance, and eighty percent of them came to the temple to steal business.

Not!

Thinking of this, she patted the beige dress of the gauze with a determined expression, and walked towards the back of the hall with steady steps.

The ladies waiting behind saw it, but they thought that the girl's appearance and expression were quite pleasing, and asked each other which girl it was.