Yang Biao bowed: "Mrs. Prime Minister." ”

Xie Changyu nodded in response, and in this way, revealing his identity, the Praetorian Guard politely invited the two in.

In the main hall, everyone was sitting precariously, looking at the eldest son of the Sui family who had fallen to the ground and had fallen to death.

Not long ago, the singing and dancing Shengping was suddenly cut apart, and the Praetorian Guards surrounded the inside and outside, which was impenetrable.

Jiang Yan squatted in front of the corpse, grabbed his sleeve robe and was about to start checking, but the Praetorian Guard behind him hesitantly interrupted: "Prime Minister, your status is noble, and this kind of work should be done by your subordinates." ”

For people of high power, especially literati, touching the dead is taboo.

"No, I'll come in person. ”

Everyone in the DPRK and China knows that Jiang Yan is in charge of Dali Temple, and he has a very good set of judgments.

Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to take a big breath, and there were palace ladies holding lanterns every other case in the hall, and the candles above the dragon pillar were all lit. The bright lights just happened to be inversely proportional to the dimness when Fang Cai was singing and dancing, and the mood of the powerful people present was also opposite.

Xie Changyu walked to the pillars around the hall in a low-key manner and watched the oolong murder from a distance.

The sons of the southern clan had gloomy faces, and it was their side that had an accident.

Chi Guoguo's conspiracy.

Only Chen Junyun was light and light, and his face was as usual, as if watching the fire from the other side.

Xie Ling'er nervously grabbed the robe of the person next to her, and said in a trembling voice: "The eldest son of the Sui family is just fine, why did he suddenly fall to the ground, husband, Ling'er is so afraid." ”

"I'm here, rest assured. ”

Wen Jingliang didn't look back, but he didn't know that Xie Ling'er stared directly at the white-clothed prime minister who was half-squatting on the ground, holding a silver needle in his hand, and carefully inspecting it.

sighed that such a handsome man was contaminated by Xie Changyu's dead waste, the toad ate swan meat, and stepped into the clouds, remembering the bright and noble posture of Xie Changyu just now, it was carefully maintained at a glance, which shows that the prime minister cares about him.

"Cousin, can you find out the cause of Sui Gongzi's death?" Wen Jialiang couldn't help but ask out loud.

Jiang Yan handed over the utensils in his hand to the Praetorian Guards behind him, got up and replied: "The son of the Sui family was poisoned to death, the poison was arsenic, and when he checked his drinking utensils, he found that his wine jug contained arsenic poison. ”

When the words fell, the audience was shocked.

This is in the heavily guarded Dayan Palace, the food and wine used in the palace have been heavily checked, and someone has to put arsenic in the wine glasses of the nobles, which is how bold it is.

The sons of the eight major families are quite dissatisfied.

Leng Qingming was the first to speak: "Our eight major departments in the south are all good in Jiangnan, and there was a murder on the first night in Shengjing, Lord Jiang, should you give us an explanation?"

"That's right, the imperial court is majestic, the supervision is strict, and there are very few cases of poisoning, and this happened as soon as we came, who would dare to continue to stay in the imperial city. We might as well return to Jiangnan tomorrow, this scientific expedition ...... It's okay if you don't take the test!" Han Jiu said indignantly.

Although the eldest son of the Sui family does not deal with a few of them, the person who is fine during the day, the partner who has been with him for more than 20 days, quietly dies in a foreign land, and he can't say anything.

Wen Jingliang kept silent, and in order to retain his position in front of the southern family, he could neither speak for the eldest prince of the Sui family, nor for Jiang Yan.

When the people of the southern tribes spoke like this, the people of the opposite tribes of the north were not happy.

"The Prime Minister is really unlucky, there was such a thing after the dust washing banquet, then the son of the Sui family has a short life, why do so many people have arsenic in his wine?"

"Shock! I heard that the Sui family was not among the eight major families, and it was only when several sons of the Lou family were seriously ill that they got the Sui family over. Xu is that Sui Gongzi can't stand the pressure psychologically, or he doesn't want to be an official, so he bought arsenic himself!"

"Eh, don't talk nonsense, I want me to think that someone should want to cause a dispute between the north and the south, and it is the eldest prince of Sui who deliberately poisoned him. Let me think about it, why do so many people harm him?"

The person who said this was Shangguan Jue, he was sitting in the second row, and in front of the table was Lu Wenjing~ Suddenly, he thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said to the fox friends on the left and right: "The Sui family is not as powerful as the family here, of course the bad guys have to pick soft persimmons and pinch them!"

“......”

Others have nothing to say.

However, when these words reached the ears of the southern family, it was Chiguoguo's provocation~

Seeing that the scolding of the war general was about to start, Lu Wenjing turned his head, holding the wine in his hand casually, and saw the young man who was talking nonsense and beating him crookedly, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Stunned, sit down for the master!"

"Uh...... Kindness. Shangguan Jue dared to be unconvinced, and he was unwilling, so he still covered his gossip mouth.

The family in the south asked for an explanation for this matter.

Jiang Yan turned his head and looked unflustered: "Don't be impatient, tonight, this prime minister will definitely catch the murderer and give an explanation to the Sui family and the southern clan." ”

Jiang Yan said this, and those who knew Jiang Yan's strength quieted down, ready to witness with their own eyes how the Prime Minister, who was famous in Kyoto, investigated the case.

"Bring all the palace ladies and dancing girls who entered the main hall tonight. ”

He commanded lightly.

Leng Qingming shook his head, feeling that this method did not work: "Prime Minister, why do you have to lock the murderer on Gong'e and Wuji, is it impossible for these sons of families and children of official eunuchs?"

He raised his voice abruptly, full of momentum.

With such arrogant words, it is difficult for the men in the north not to be angry.

"What nonsense are you talking about, boy!"

"The surname is cold, there is a kind of you repeat. ”

"Our northern family values cultivation and reputation the most, your Leng family is old, and it doesn't look like a few catties or taels, but your courage is not small. "Shangguan Jue is the main force in the scolding war, and the small mouth scum is endless.

......

Standing by the beams, the corners of Xie Changyu's mouth were slightly hooked, and he glanced sideways at Xie Changwei, who was full of confidence beside him.

"Sister of the house, you are awesome. ”

Xie Changyu couldn't help but roll his eyes, this kind of poisoning method can only be figured out by Xie Changwei's wooden fish head, what is there to be complacent.

Xie Changwei was too confident, she didn't think that her plan was a small trick to carve insects. Her purpose was to cause a riot and greatly reduce Jiang Yan's prestige.

"The best is yet to come. Xie Chang's slightly red lips couldn't help splitting, he raised his chin high, and slowly paced back to his seat.

Xie Changyu raised his eyebrows, interesting.

also blames Xie Changwei for not measuring himself, it is not good to harm anyone, he has to want to harm a big bad wolf.

......

Leng Qingming was arrogant and dared to speak out at Jiang Yan, at this time, Cui Zhiyue didn't stand up again, and he didn't dare to say that he loved Jiang Yan.

She got up, her pretty face was slightly angry: "Qingming, what kind of place should you be! The Taiji Hall of the Imperial Palace, at the feet of the Son of Heaven! If you have any objections, you can clear your mind and talk to the Prime Minister, don't cause public anger and mess with rhythm." ”