On March 21 of the first year of Shengong, Taiqian Palace.

In the imperial history of the Imperial History Tower, Cheng Fang Chuchu was found tragically dead in a mansion, coincidentally, this mansion is a partial mansion in the family of Yang Yi, the official of Xia Guan.

coincided with the recent impeachment of Yang Yi for privately changing the chief general of the Northern Army, which led to the fiasco of the Northern Army in Mobei.

When something like this happened, Yang Yi couldn't argue. The servant Yushi denounced Yang Yi's twenty-four cardinal sins on the Jinluan Palace, and asked him why he secretly sent someone to kill Fang Chuchu, such an act is despicable!

"The old minister is blunt, but there are thieves in Shendu City who openly kill the court officials, which has never happened since ancient times. The ministers played and strictly investigated the people behind Yang Yi. An old minister said.

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

Among the ministers, almost half of the ministers stood out, and the Taiqian Hall was quiet.

The impeachment of Yang Yi is probably not the purpose of these people, their real target is the vassal king who is located before the civil and military officials.

Lu Yuanjun, the king of Liang, was wearing a crimson python robe, with bright and bright dragons embroidered on his shoulders, and his teeth and claws. Lu Yuanjun wore a golden crown on his head, his face was handsome, and he stood in front of the military ministers, his face was calm.

King Liang had the support of the Great Zhou military behind him, and it was the group of civilian officials who impeached him.

In front of the civil officials, there was also a prince in a red python robe, who had a somewhat similar face to King Liang, but he looked younger, this was Lu Yuanzheng, the king of Yan.

One Wen and one Wu, two princes

"The report of the Shendu Mansion is very clear that Fang Chuchu ran into the Yang family's old mansion by himself and was killed by gangsters. Interestingly, there was an internal guard last night who was also attacked by gangsters in the Yang family's old mansion. A purple-robed military attache came out of the queue and confronted the civilian officials.

"The internal guard is the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, and the villains dare to attack the internal guard, which shows that there is someone behind it, otherwise who will have the courage to do it in the gods." The civil official sneered.

The military attache said: "It's ridiculous, is it that in the future, a bird flew to Lord Yang's mansion and died, and you also have to be impeached." ”

The civil official shook his head: "Since Lord Fang took charge of the Imperial Historical Observatory, the Xia officials and ministers have targeted the Imperial Historical Observatory everywhere. The last time he supervised the imperial history to go to the Northern Army, he died inexplicably in the big tent of the Chinese army. The Northern Army prevaricated with a water and soil disobedience. I ask you, is there such a thing? ”

The military attaché's face changed, Yang Yi walked up and said, "That's right, there is indeed such a thing." ”

"But there is a medical officer to prove when he died, how he died, no. You Xia officials only have a simple notice, the family member who supervised the imperial history cried and went to the Shendu Mansion to beat the drum, and the matter disappeared without a trace after being reported to Shangshu Province. No one accepts it, no one dares to check! On top of that, the family died on the way home. ”

The more the civil official spoke, the more angry he became, and he approached Yang Yi step by step, staring at him closely: "Lord Yang, I dare to ask, is it worth your trouble if the inspector has found something in the imperial history." Killing an Overseer in front of everyone's eyes was much more difficult than killing Lord Fang when the light was dark. ”

The atmosphere was a little delicate, and the one on the dragon chair never spoke.

Yang Yi's ears moved, and no one noticed. This is a habit he has been a child and only shows signs of this when he is nervous.

Yang Yi's mouth opened, and when he hesitated at this moment, he regretted it a little.

Because he saw it, the civil officials were staring at him.

These civil officials are very good at catching your slightest mistake and impeaching you to death.

"That's it!"

A soft shout came from the Jiuque Fengtai, and the civil and military officials stopped arguing at the same time, and bowed in the direction of the Ninety-Five Venerable.

"What happened in the Yang family's old house, I went to Si Xingsi to investigate, the matter is over, don't mention it again." The empress said in a deep voice.

"Obey the order!" A group of ministers knelt down.

The empress was obviously annoyed by the quarrel above the court, and Xiao Qianqin beside her accompanied her and hugged her back to the deep palace.

Yang Yi covered his frightened gaze with his long sleeves, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the group of civil officials standing on his right, who were looking at him with a very dangerous gaze.

Fang Chuchu died in vain.

This is a great opportunity to impeach Xia Guan, and even King Liang.

Your Majesty doesn't want to pursue it anymore!

Shi Qiu Chi glimpsed that the corners of King Liang's mouth gradually hooked up, and his fists couldn't help but clench a little.

The bell rings, and the next dynasty comes.

Qiu Chi hurriedly walked past the military attache who was deliberately laughing loudly, and walked in front of Si Xing Siqing Wei Xiangming.

"Lord Wei, stay." Qiu Chi said softly.

Wei Xiangming turned around and saw that it was a servant, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

The Imperial History is a petty official from the sixth grade, if it weren't for the identity of the Imperial History, Wei Xiangming, one of the Nine Qings, really didn't want to pay attention to it.

But he had to pay attention to it, there were no mad dogs who would want to anger the Yushitai, especially the Yushi of this group of Taiyuan.

Wei Xiangming had a hypocritical smile on his face: "It turned out to be Lord Qiu, what are you looking for me?" ”

"Lord Fang's body, the Shendu Mansion is not qualified to review, I think it has already been handed over to Sixing Temple." Qiu Chi tried to ask.

Wei Xiangming nodded, Fang Chuchu's body was sent to Si Xing Temple.

The former dynasty of Si Xing Temple was called Dali Temple, and the case of the prison was reviewed, and the deceased was the prefect of the Imperial Historical Observatory, and the Shendu Mansion would not accept it and be transferred to Si Xing Temple.

Qiu Chi sighed: "There is one thing, trouble Lord Wei." Please also ask your Excellency to ban all matters related to the Chongrangfang murder case, and don't let anyone come to check. ”

Seeing Wei Xiangming's brows furrowed, Qiu Chi added: "Your Majesty doesn't want to pursue it anymore, but it is inevitable that Xia Guan's group will do something to destroy the evidence." ”

Wei Xiangming wanted to refuse, he didn't want to participate in the party struggle between the two kings at all.

"If Lord Wei can do it, His Royal Highness King Yan will thank you." Qiu Chi's tone of speech was like that of an old fox who pondered people's hearts, and the imperial history of the court's righteous words was like two people.

Unknowingly, the civil officials inadvertently surrounded Wei Xiangming and went out of Chengtianmen together. King Yan stepped into the carriage that had been waiting for a long time, turned around and inadvertently glanced at Wei Xiangming, which made Wei Xiangming's heart fall into an ice cave.

His Majesty has not appointed a crown prince for a long time, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the future heir of the empire will be born among the two princes.

King Yan is in charge of civil officials, and King Liang is in charge of military attachés.

Si Xing Temple does not belong to any of the civil and military factions, Wei Xiangming boasts of the tumbler in the officialdom, the first rat at both ends. Now he wakes up like a dream, and if this continues, the new emperor will ascend the throne, and he will be eliminated sooner or later.

"Okay."

When Wei Xiangming said this word, he couldn't take it back. The ministers entered their respective carriages, and the horses' hooves seemed to be stepping on Wei Xiangming's heart, making him feel irritable.

……

Si Xing Temple, pestle hall.

"Shangguan has an order, the pestle hall is temporarily blocked, and no one is allowed to enter. Sir, please come back. ”

There is a row of officials standing in front of the door of the pestle hall, and there is a master book next to it, and a table is set up in front of the door, and all those who enter and leave are strictly scrutinized.

The waist card of the inner guard is useless for the first time.

Si Xingsi's attitude is very tough, and it is not easy for anyone to enter.

However, the body of that monster is still stored in the pestle.

The corpse was taken away by Wu Hou last night, and after asking around, he found out that it was actually sent to Sixing Temple.

Tang Yun turned around and left the Pestle Hall and went straight to the main hall of Sixing Temple.

The little official who originally received Tang Yun still remembered him, and when he saw the unicorn brocade armor, he hurriedly greeted him: "My lord, you are here." ”

"Hasn't the eldest grandson Lingxiu come back yet?" Tang Yun asked.

The little official shook his head, Tang Yun sighed in his heart, and asked the little official to find out the information about the butcher last night.

The little official took Tang Yun into a place similar to a side hall, and in front of him was a row of copper cabinets, with corresponding numbers engraved on them. The servant found the corresponding cabinet, turned the mechanism, and soon a scroll fell from the copper cabinet.

"This man's name is Zheng Wu, and he has been a butcher for generations. He had a son, but he was born insane. It is the only few remaining families in Wutong Street, Chongrangfang. After the accident, Shendu Fu went to his home to check on it, but found nothing. ”

The clerk opened the scroll, which contained detailed information about Zheng Wu.

There is no stain on this man's face.

Mrs. Zheng died early, and she supported her stupid son alone. Every day, they had to buy meat from farms outside the city and sell it in the southern market.

The butcher is a cheap business, and there is a stupid son, Zheng Wu is not married.

Who would have thought that such a person, at night, would be a murderous executioner.

The skulls used by Zheng Wu for sacrifice were all people who had recently disappeared in the Divine Capital, and they all died under Zheng Wu's sword.

……

Chongrangfang, Wutong Street.

The sun shines on the street, and the fog seems to have dissipated.

Tang Yun stood at the door of Zheng Wu's house, a very dilapidated small courtyard, with a broken earthen wall outside, full of potholes, and even the scene inside could be seen from a low place.

"What did Zheng Wu do to make the official so worried?" A hoarse voice came from behind Tang Yun.

Tang Yun turned around, and it turned out to be an old woman. She was very old, her face was full of the creases of time, and her hair was like a pile of gray dead grass. She was very thin, wearing a tattered cotton robe, and walked tremblingly with a cane.

The old woman said in a trembling voice: "You have already been here once this morning, there are too many living people...... It's going to make Xiaobao scared. ”

Tang Yun asked, "Who is Xiaobao?" ”

The old woman's voice was as harsh as a night owl: "Who else can it be, Zheng Wu's baby." Xu is Zheng Wu killed too much, so that this baby is naturally stupider than people, and when he is a grandfather, he can't even speak, and his wife looks pitiful. ”

"Is Xiaobao still in there?" Tang Yun asked.

The old woman said: "The official wants to arrest Xiaobao for interrogation, it's really confusing." Even if Zheng Wu did something angry, what did it have to do with this stupid child. There were few people on this Wutong Street, and I watched Xiaobao grow up...... It's distressing. ”

The old woman suddenly remembered something, and she suddenly patted her head: "Xiaobao is going to eat, I should go and cook for him." ”

Tang Yun stared at the old woman and left with a shudder, turned around and pushed open the door of Zheng Wu's family.

Squeak!

The old wooden door rattled and a puff of dust flew out of the yard.

The weather was still sunny, but it was cloudy in a blink of an eye.

The fog drifted from the end of Sycamore Street again.