Chapter 133 will at least be afraid

On the fourth day of the fourth month of April, the dragon body is not safe and exempt from the court.

At sunrise, the ministers who were waiting for the early dynasty outside the Taiji Hall walked towards the palace gate in groups, and a few others bowed their heads and quietly went to the direction of the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter? The day before yesterday was also uncomfortable. "The dragon body owes An Yi, and it is just a scene, who doesn't know that Li Shimin is in good health, and most of the troubles encountered by Japan and the DPRK are encountered.

"I don't know, the imperial examination is about to end, the King of Wei is also married, the envoy from Tubo who came to ask for marriage has been sent away, and the flood relief silver in the south has also been allocated, what else is going on?"

"Alas, just Lord Wei is still recuperating at home, if you know that the emperor will not go to court for three days, you must not make a scene."

"No, I'll have to ask... Lord Fang, Lord Fang, do you know what's going on? ”

Before he left the palace gate, Fang Qiao had been stopped three times, stopped and saluted good-naturedly, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then replied, "Fang doesn't know." ”

Sent people away, and then looked left and right, several ministers were pestered and questioned like him, he hesitated for a moment, and then went in the direction of the eldest grandson Wuji.

"Lord Eldest Sun."

The eldest grandson Wuji was with Gao Zhixian, the secretary of the Criminal Department, turned his head and saw Fang Qiao, so he whispered a few words to Gao Zhixian, who greeted Fang Qiao and left first, while the eldest grandson Wuji stretched out his hand to Fang Qiao and pointed to the palace gate, and the two walked along the side of the road and walked forward.

"Who is in trouble?" Fang Qiao inserted the ivory wat upside down into his cuffs and asked softly, although he didn't know, he could roughly guess that the princes of King Wei's wedding had returned to Beijing, and so many people got together, how could there be no accidents.

"King Qi," the eldest grandson Wuji said as usual, "Last night King Wu was invited to a banquet, King Wei, King Qi and others were present, and after the banquet was dispersed, the case was handed over to Dali Temple for trial, King Wei was confined in the Qionglin Palace, and the others only left the palace in the morning." What happened last night, he was able to tell Fang Qiao exactly what happened, and he didn't know where he got such accurate news.

The two walked around the flower bed and fell behind the crowd, Fang Qiao shook his head, "I don't understand, this thing doesn't look like King Wei did." Help? No, Qujiang Pond is deep and easy to drown, and throwing yourself into the river late at night is a life of nine deaths, and the King of Qi will never take such a risk. But if there is a third party, why would King Qi bite King Wei to death before he fell into a coma. ”

"Yes or no, we have to investigate and review it in detail to know," the eldest grandson Wuji did not participate in his analysis, but just said another thing to him: "Twenty-eight literati died in the literature hall under the Wei Wangfu last night, and they were found in the big library building in the morning. ”

Fang Qiao's footsteps paused, and the eldest grandson Wuji also stopped, adding, "The autopsy did not show the slightest sign of poisoning and injury, it was sudden death." ”

More than 20 people died suddenly in one night, and everyone knew that such a dead case was a gruesome murder case, but the corpse showed no signs of poisoning or injury, which was unreasonable and could not be found.

"It seems that there is a strange case-twenty-eight lives," Fang Qiao looked up at the rising sun in the palace complex in the east, sighed lightly, and said, "I want to go to the Literature Museum to have a look, what about you?" ”

"The Criminal Department has temporarily sealed the Literature Museum, you can't enter and leave at will, if you want to enter, go through the side door to find De'an to pass." The eldest grandson Wuji took out a hook-shaped jade ornament from his sleeve and gave it to him, and did not mean to accompany him, "Zhen'an has been in good spirits for the past two days, I will go back and accompany her to Qingyunguan to repay her wishes." ”

Mrs. Changsun is frail and sickly, which is a well-known thing, so that the eldest grandson Wuji has many children, and most of the banquets are to bring their children to go, this lady lives in the deep house all the year round to recuperate, and rarely goes out.

The two of them talked, and they had already walked outside the palace gate, and many carriages were picking up people one after another, and when they came out, the two coachmen drove over one after the other, and Fang Qiao waved at the eldest grandson Wuji, and got into the carriage first.

"Well, the child has only been married for three days."

There was a group of officers and soldiers guarding the front of the Literature Museum, but there was still a group of people on the inside and three floors outside, including literati studying in the museum, and ordinary people living nearby, pointing at the door where no one was entering, and there was a chaotic discussion everywhere.

Yi Yu and Qi Zheng passed by the front door in a carriage, lingered for a while, and then reversed into a narrow street, turned three times and turned five times, and got off in a secluded alley.

"Is this it?" Qi Zheng stood left and right and looked around, but didn't find any way.

Yiyu was helped out of the car by Pingxia, and also looked around, after seeing an old locust tree, Fang walked towards the tree, there was a three-foot-long back fold in front of the wall, if you don't look carefully, who can find that there is a small door behind the tree, there is no lock outside the door, and it can't be pushed flat, but after she groped on the door a few times, she pushed it open.

Behind this door is a small road, leading directly to the backyard of the Literature Museum, Qi Zheng followed the Yu Yu in his mouth, and when he saw the green trees in front of him, he couldn't help but ask:

"I've been in the Literature Museum for a few years, and I didn't know there was such a place."

"The prince brought me here." As she spoke, she reconnected the brackets behind the door, remembering that on the night of her birthday two years ago, Li Tai took her all the way from the side gate of the palace to walk all the way through here, watching the stars on the terrace on the top of the Fengling Pavilion.

Thoughts were short and temporarily deserted, Yi Yu and Qi Zheng whispered all the way through a verandah, walked through a small lake, were sealed in the morning, and the students in the hall were urged back to the school hall by the official to wait for questioning, Qi Zheng was familiar with the way to lead Yu Yu to avoid the guards of the inspection, and walked in the direction of the big library.

It's not that there is no way for Yiyu to enter through the front door, but there are so many people outside, and all kinds of eyeliner are mixed in it, so try not to make extraneous branches.

The sun had just risen, and the corners of the two long corridors lined with green shade were probing the light and shadow, and it should have been a warm morning, if there had been no twenty-eight deaths in the large library building at the end of the corridor.

The Criminal Department has limited manpower, and most of them are sent to guard the door, Yi Yu and Qi Zheng stood in the corridor and looked at the other end, only to see four guards holding their hands outside the door of the library. The two looked at each other, then walked out of the corridor with their feet raised.

The official errand in front of the big library was transferred early in the morning, and he was sent to guard the dead man's study building before he ate early, and he didn't see anyone come after standing for an hour, and he was a little dissatisfied, and he was screaming hungry, and suddenly heard a noise in the south, and a few people looked at the past, and saw two women and a man walking briskly towards this side, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at the door, and the four of them had a tiger face, and at the same time they pressed the waist knife to scold, and at the same time, they also heard clearly the man's voice that was blocked behind the woman who looked like a master and servant:

"Princess, princess, listen to me, the prince is really not in the museum, there is a murder in the big library, don't run around, hurry back to the palace."

Princess? How did this man get in? The officials looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in the eyes of the other party, and they couldn't exit with a "stop" sound, and they were angrily reprimanded:

"Nonsense, the prince didn't go home at all yesterday, if it wasn't for the Literature Museum, where would he stay? I just married him for three days, and he treated me like this, is he bullying my mother's family? Let me tell you, my grandfather is Huai Guogong, even if his old man died, he was also the hero of this Tang Dynasty, get out of the way, you dare to stop me even if a petty official from the sixth grade dares to stop me, are you too long? ”

The four officials in front of the door looked dumbfounded at the angry and delicate woman who almost poked a finger on the nose of the scribe who was several feet high, and after scolding, they blushed and walked straight into the door without looking at them.

"Stand, wait," knowing that this was Princess Wei, several officials didn't dare to slack off, but they didn't dare to neglect their duties, so they had to stretch out their hands to block her way, and said stubbornly: "You can't enter here, you-"

"Smack", before he finished speaking, he received a slap in the face, the force was not big, but it was enough to make the official who spoke stunned, and before he was ashamed, he saw the woman in front of him squinting and looking at him with contempt.

"What are you, dare to block the way of this concubine, are you going to die?"

After saying that, he scraped the other three with his eyes, such a brutal attitude, the four of them choked silently, and watched her angrily walk away from the big library.

"Ahem, brothers," Qi Zheng saw Yi Yu walk in, so he took two steps forward and said, "I'm sorry, our princess doesn't have a good temper," and pointed to the left side of his face, and looked at the beaten official with sympathy:

"Look, I was slapped just now, but what else can I do, she is Princess Wei, one sentence can make us people die and come back to life, what is right and wrong, we don't all have to listen. Alas, bear it, she didn't find anyone, and she will come out later. ”

The four of them saw that there was a red mark on his left cheek, and a few words hit their hearts, and a few people forgot to ask where these two people came from, and the beaten one covered his face and lowered his voice Qi Zheng muttered:

"No wonder His Royal Highness King Wei is newlywed and stays out of the house, marrying such a rude woman, I don't like to go home if I change it..."

Qi Zheng sighed twice, swallowed his saliva, leaned to the side, pointed to the shade next to the door, and winked at them, "There's a lot of going on here, let's go there." ”

Who didn't have any curiosity, the four of them looked around at the people around, and then walked a few steps away from the door with him and listened to gossip.

Yi Yu stood at the corner of the stairs on the first floor, watching a few people leave before the door, and then lifted her skirt and went downstairs, the room where the books were stored was inevitably damp, but the big library was usually quiet with the smell of ink, and it was on this sunny morning that she found a gloomy smell from the smell of ink, which was the residual rot of the dead, and she had smelled this smell in the slums in the year of Pusaro City.

After the investigation, a pergola was set up on the outside of the big library, and the corpses were all transferred in, waiting for the relatives to claim afterwards, the literati who died suddenly last night were not all on the first floor, and the widow led Pingtong through the middle of the bookshelf, looking for the corpse marks sprinkled with sticky stone powder on the ground, and a total of six people died on the first floor.

Walking upstairs again, counting the past layer by layer, nine people on the second floor, thirteen people on the third floor, next to the bookshelves, under the windows, in the aisles, next to the bookcases, the distribution is very scattered and irregular, the relics walked through the places where these corpses had been placed, and could still imagine that before they died, some were turning books, some were writing, and some were talking to people.

"Miss," Pingxia followed Yi Yu as she walked lightly between the buildings, and after entering the door, she twisted the corners of her clothes for the first time and whispered, "You—Aren't you afraid?" ”

She knew that many people died in this building last night, she was exiled to Chang'an from her disaster-stricken hometown, and she was used to seeing people starving to death and freezing to death, but she didn't understand how a delicate person like Miss would have the courage to walk around in this ghost place.

"I'm afraid, how can I not be afraid," Yi Yu squatted beside the corpse marks, took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and pinched a small thing, and said softly while taking it to his eyes and looking at it:

"I'm afraid, that proves that we still have a conscience, but some people can't even be afraid."

(It's late, the fruit will rest tomorrow, these chapters are more meticulous, and it takes more time, so I'll write quietly.) ）。.。

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