Jing Zhaoyin looked down and saw that this copper plate was engraved with intricate patterns, which was obviously something that only the carriages of rich and noble families would have.

"What is this?" Jing Zhaoyin immediately asked.

The master bookkeeper pointed to the pattern on the copper sheet and explained to Jing Zhaoyin: "This is the copper sheet used for decoration on the car, and as far as my subordinates know, the pattern on it is different for every household in the capital. This was discovered by Lord Jiang on the official road next to Yang Laohan's death, as long as we follow the search, we should be able to find out. ”

"Good, good!" Jing Zhaoyin happily patted his thigh and stood up from his chair, "What's the bad news?" Tell me about it. ”

The main bookkeeper looked embarrassed, walked to the door and looked outside, and saw that there was no one nearby, so he attached it to Jing Zhaoyin's ear and said, "Lord Jiang has also determined the approximate range for us......

The sky was overcast and it seemed like it was going to rain again.

But fortunately, it was not as hot as a few days ago, Zhang Yanyuan went down to the court, and the maid served him so much that he took off his court clothes, sat down and drank a cup of tea, and turned the teacup boredly.

Since the incident of his father-in-law, King Xiangyang, as the son-in-law of King Xiangyang, not only was he not implicated by King Xiangyang, but he was promoted to the position of a waiter in the Ministry of Rites.

After becoming a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, he could show more places, and as soon as he took office, he put forward a lot of opinions, so he was deeply loved by the Ministry of Rites, and he was often promoted in front of the emperor when he was in the last court.

During this time, Zhang Yanyuan can be described as smooth sailing, except for a small incident that happened recently, his subordinates reported the progress to him from time to time, and things didn't seem to be going well, which made him a little bored.

"Oh? There was a rainstorm recently, and the old man's body was washed out? ”

"What do you do to eat? Even destroying corpses and destroying traces is such a layman, I spend so much money on you every month, and you still want me to wipe your ass for you? ”

There were several guards kneeling in front of him, all of whom were too frightened to speak.

Perhaps outsiders will think that their master is gentle and elegant, not only good-looking, but also very talented.

But only they know that Zhang Yanyuan's temperament is uncertain, and when King Xiangyang could still restrain him in the past, he still restrained himself. Now that the king of Xiangyang has been demoted to a concubine and sent to work in a cold and bitter place, Zhang Yanyuan has no scruples in private.

I saw Zhang Yanyuan, who was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, was silent or angry at them, but tapped the lid on the teacup with his fingers, and only made a decision after a while: "Since this matter was caused by you, it is up to you to bear this guilt." ”

"Your Excellency!" Cold sweat the size of a soybean fell from the foreheads of several sturdy guards.

Zhang Yanyuan hooked his lips and smiled: "What?" What else do you have to say? ”

"It was the order of the adults that day, and we started to beat the old man. Who knew that the old man was so unbeaten, and he was killed after a while! A bold guard stood up, "Now that something has happened, how can you pull us out to take the blame!" ”

"I only let you beat him, but I didn't let you beat him to death." Zhang Yanyuan said lightly.

His attitude made these guards understand, how could Zhang Yanyuan not know that the old man would be killed? He had already planned from the beginning that if the East Window incident happened, he would take them to blame!

"Brothers, although we have a cheap life, we can't let him do this! Anyway, it's a dead end, and killing a waiter of the Ministry of Rites is enough! The guard who stood up first shouted at the other guards.

The guards also red-eyed, glanced at each other, and then jumped to their feet.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yanyuan slammed the teacup. After the teacup hit the ground, a row of archers suddenly stood out of the screen behind him, and directly shot them to death.

When Jing Zhaoyin arrived at Zhang Yanyuan's mansion, he saw such a bloody scene.

Zhang Yanyuan's face was pale, what happened just now seemed to frighten him, and he walked a little floating.

"Master Zhang, are you alright?" Jing Zhaoyin didn't expect that he came for Yang Laohan's case, but encountered another bloody case.

He hurriedly stepped forward, held Zhang Yanyuan with one hand, and asked eagerly, "What happened?" ”

Zhang Yanyuan waved his hand: "I also just learned that the group of guards under my command stole a large sum of silver in my treasury and buried it somewhere on the outskirts of Beijing. As a result, when burying the silver, it happened to be seen by an old man in the suburbs of Beijing, who brutally killed people and dug a pit next to them and buried them together. ”

"When I heard about this, I immediately asked someone to take them down, but I didn't expect them to want to take my life! Fortunately, another batch of people in my house arrived in time. Otherwise, you'll see my corpse now!" ”

Jing Zhaoyin listened to Zhang Yanyuan's words, and couldn't find a loophole for a while, so he nodded and asked, "In that case, does Lord Zhang have evidence of their murder?" ”

"Naturally, it is all in the hands of my housekeeper, and I will send the housekeeper to the yamen of the capital at that time." Zhang Yanyuan looked like he couldn't stand steadily, so Jing Zhaoyin had no way to continue asking, so he had to nod, "That Lord Zhang is so resting." ”