It took less than two days for the news of Yan Shaoshan's defeat to reach the Jingshi.

The successive dynasties of the Central Plains regarded Ma Zheng as an important task, and the dynasty was naturally no exception.

Even after thirty years of stability, the imperial court still took out a lot of silver every year to subsidize the post road, although the household officials would mention every few months to reduce the post road expenses, but they were all suppressed by the emperor.

Now the battle situation of 2,000 miles can be transmitted to the capital in more than a day, thanks to the work of Ma Zheng in the past 30 years.

Wang Quanquan was woken up in the middle of the night, and hurried to the palace before he had time to complain, at this time the emperor and several military attachés were already waiting in the imperial study, and Wang Quanquan was not polite, and went straight to the point:

"Lost?"

"General Yan is afraid that it will be a momentary mistake......"

A military attache with a lion patch on his chest said.

Wang Quanquan glanced at the other party, and said in his heart When is this still putting aside this to play a round for his colleagues, that is my eldest brother, even if the teacher is not good, can he still cut off his head?

"Lord Zhao, what's going on?"

Wang Quanquan turned his head and asked a military attache who was familiar with him, he still knew something about the other party, not to mention that he was selfless, but he was also impartial, and he would not run the train like other people.

The military attache who was asked replied:

"Lord Wang, there was a sudden rainstorm near Zhongdu Mansion the night before yesterday, and General Yan's headquarters was accidentally burned to the granary by the other party.

The second prince took advantage of the situation to attack, and General Yan organized resistance as soon as possible, but the granary was burned, and the army's morale was already slack, plus ......"

"Plus what?" Wang Quanquan asked with a frown.

"Coupled with the fact that the other party invited the thunder to descend into the world, the morale of the dynasty army was completely crushed, and this is ......"

Wang Quanquan's brows furrowed even more when he heard this, "What kind of mess, is Wang Quande unable to be possessed by Zhang Jiao, and can attract heavenly thunder?" ”

"Back to the prince, it is said that it is Wen Fuding of the Chuan Qi Mansion who recruited thunder." The military attache whispered.

Wang Quanquan had a headache when he heard this, he only knew that there were a few capable people under Wang Quande, but he never expected it to be so outrageous.

"That's it, you guys go out first, and we'll discuss it tomorrow morning."

When the rest of the people left the imperial study, only the little emperor with royal authority and an old eunuch who had been serving by the side were left in the room.

Wang Quanquan looked at the old eunuch and said in a deep voice:

"I heard that you fought with that Wen Fuding?"

"Back to the prince, I did fight each other."

"Does he know Leifa?"

"Not only will, but also very tight, the minion is not an opponent." Zhou Xuantong paused when he said this, and then added: "As soon as the slave came back, he told Emperor Xian'en about this, but Emperor Xian'en didn't tell you?" ”

Wang Quanquan rubbed his temples and said helplessly:

"The first emperor is in a hurry, and the matter is only partially explained, I blame me for not asking clearly, you go back and give me all the information about Wang Zhide collected by the secret guard, I want to read them one by one."

"Huh."

……

That night, Wang Quanquan and the little emperor picked up the lamp together and flipped through Wang Zhide's life.

Zhou Xuantong, as the leader of the secret guard, is extremely careful and thoughtful, which not only contains Wang Zhide's life, but also includes important people related to him.

Wang Quanquan even searched for records about Nie Yingxue in it, and driven by curiosity, he opened the file.

After looking through it carefully, Wang Quanquan was more confused, these two people should have known each other since childhood, and then Wang Shande was admitted to the palace, and the two broke off contact, and then reunited again It is already a disparity in identity, and there seems to be no too close contact.

But the more this is the case, the more the kingship feels that there is something wrong with it. Others may not know, but he knows very well, Wang Zhide seems to be gloomy, but in fact he is a very nostalgic person, especially for those he knew before entering the palace, which can be seen from his visit to the old man who raised him in the middle of the night.

Would such a nostalgic person ignore a childhood playmate?

Thinking of this, Wang Quan couldn't help but have a guess:

With the second child's city government, it may not be impossible for all this to be seen by outsiders, Nie Yingxue left strangely, and if she couldn't keep it, she went to find him.

Then what is the reason why the other party is doing this, is it just to protect Nie Yingxue?

Wang Quanquan couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to put the dossier in hand aside, and at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the little emperor holding a picture in his hand, in which a black-clothed monk was seen, and Wang Quanquan looked familiar with it, so he took it from the other party's hand.

"The living Maitreya of the Western Regions, in February of the fifth year of the dynasty, he got acquainted with the sword god Zhao Zhiyi, and the two hit it off at first sight, drinking in the drunken cow slope.

In June of the same year, the two traveled north together, and met the Bodhisattva on the way.

In March of the sixth year of the dynasty, the living Maitreya and Zhao Zhiyi fought in the Gobi Desert, the victory or defeat was unknown, and the two parted ways.

At the end of the sixth year of the dynasty, Zhao Zhiyi traveled to Xiejia Village and met a woman, and the two made a private agreement for life. The following year, the woman gave birth to a baby boy and took her life as virtue. ”

……

Wang Quanquan couldn't help frowning when he saw this, things were really as he had guessed at the beginning, Monk Lai Tou and Emperor Sheng'en were old acquaintances, but there was a contradiction later.

In this way, could it be that the other party went to the capital to seek revenge and happened to be bumped into by himself?

Wang Quanquan speculated as he continued to flip through the file.

The next few pages are all recorded when Wang Zhide was a child, and even what he ate and where he went are recorded in detail, which should be the order of the Holy Grace Emperor.

Wang Quanquan turned four or five pages in a row, and finally stopped.

"At the beginning of the tenth year of the dynasty, Emperor Sheng'en ascended the throne, and the laughing Maitreya reappeared in the capital.

The two were drinking in the suburbs, and Emperor Sheng'en retreated, and the content of the conversation was not allowed to be recorded.

In March of the tenth year of the dynasty, the second prince Wang De recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, changed his name to Wang Shande, and apprenticed to Yu Xiao Maitreya. ”

Seeing this, the dossier in the hand of the king fell to the ground with a "click", and the little emperor who was concentrating on reading on the side was excited.

"Uncle Huang, what's wrong?"

The little emperor asked in a low voice.

Wang Quanquan opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he said:

"I know who's cheating on me."

The little emperor scratched his head when he heard this. After a period of time, he has gradually become accustomed to the other party's hammer and stick, and he didn't ask how to look at the file and still see a pit, but obediently lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.

……

Nie Yingxue is his childhood friend, Monk Lai Tou is his master, Nie Yingxue took Yan Rongrong to hunt down Monk Lai Tou and was captured, and he went to rescue almost braided hair...... Co-authored all of this was calculated by this bastard.

The king finally had an answer in his heart.

Where did he offend him, just because he spied on him every night? It's not going to kill you, is it?

The more Wang Quanquan thought about it, the more angry he became, he counted all the bad luck he had encountered over the years on the other party's head, even the he stepped on in the alley may have been pulled by the other party, in order to disgust himself.

The more Wang Quanquan thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and in the end, even things like, pee, and farts were installed on the other party's head.

"Boy, this is what you brought on yourself, don't blame the master for not being a person."

Wang Quanquan's face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said, looking at the little emperor on the side and sending a chill down his spine.

……

Because of the previous incident of Liu Ge Lao slapping the Shangshu of the Household Department, the military officials of the early dynasty had no objection to sending troops to attack the Zhongdu Mansion again, and some Wenchen wanted to make some articles about the defeat of Yan Shaoshan, but they were also suppressed by the royal authority.

Wang Quanquan was afraid that the civil officials would feel lonely if they did not participate in the war, so he sent them a task, and the civil officials who received the task cried and mourned one by one, which was more ugly than the dead old lady, and the little emperor on the dragon chair was a joy when he saw this, and secretly said that this imperial uncle was really ruined.

It was much more difficult for the imperial court to gather 30,000 soldiers and horses this time than the previous time, and the territory of the dynasty was vast, and a staggering number of soldiers were needed to garrison the border.

Nowadays, Northern Turkistan and Donghan are still harassing the border from time to time, and the border soldiers are almost a turnip and a pit, and it is indeed not easy to transfer 30,000 people.

This matter is not urgent, and the Ministry of War needs to seriously consider it, Wang Quanquan took the time to go to the ordnance station, but he didn't find Liu Luming after turning around, he pulled a craftsman and asked only to know that Liu Luming went to Beishan early in the morning to test fire, and he might not be able to come back until the evening.

Wang Quanquan didn't have so much time to wait for him, so he planned to go to the Criminal Department to ask some things about Nie Yingxue to verify his guess.

Came to the gate of the Criminal Department, and before he could go in, he heard bursts of cheers from inside, and Wang Quanquan thought about how this Criminal Department was like a vegetable market, and walked into the gate with his feet raised.

As soon as he entered the gate of the Criminal Department, two officials blocked the way, "Stop, who is it?" ”

"Oh, I'm ......"

Before the king finished speaking, an acquaintance walked not far ahead.

"If you are blind, the prince will dare to stop you?"

The person who came was Duan Kun, Duan Fatzi, who was in charge of the prison.

Seeing Duan Fatzi speak, the two officials hurriedly waved towards the king's authority:

"The villain doesn't know that the prince is coming, and I ask for forgiveness."

Wang Quanquan waved his hand, looked at the fat man with a flattering face, and asked:

"What's going on inside, so lively?"

"Oh, today is the day of the selection of the Criminal Department, is the prince interested in going and seeing?"

Wang Quanquan smiled when he heard this, "It's okay to take a look. ”

……

Duan Fatzi nodded all the way and explained the selection conditions of the criminal department for Wang Quanquan.

The first thing in the selection of the criminal department is skill, the official must be strong and the limbs are sound, not too thin, of course, if there is an outstanding ability, even if there is a lack of arms and legs, you can also be hired exceptionally.

The second is the ability to investigate, which can solve cases through some clues.

Now the people participating in the selection are competing in it, and the officials are almost idle on weekdays, and they finally caught up with the excitement, so they naturally came over to cheer.

And every time there is a selection, there will be people who bet on the game, if you feel that who will win in the ring, they will bet on the silver, the odds of the kind of fierce and vicious at a glance are naturally lower, and the odds of those skinny skinny bones are much higher.

In previous years, there have been a few unreasonable characters, who look like bean sprouts, but they can actually fight very well, and a few people who happened to be in the bet smiled crookedly.

For this kind of innocuous thing, the chief also turns a blind eye, and even occasionally takes a fancy to it, and will send his subordinates to bet on his behalf.

After all, no matter how big the rules are, they are no bigger than the silver in your pocket.

Wang Quanquan came to the ring in the center of the compound, there were two men in short clothes in the ring who were trying their fists and feet, Wang Quanquan looked around, they were all rough old men, and there was no female catcher like Nie Yingxue at all.

When the king looked around, many people around him were also looking at him.

As soon as he entered the hospital, many sharp-eyed officials noticed it, and when they saw his fine skin and tender meat, and a fat man accompanied him, they took it for granted that he was a son from a high family.

Duan Fatzi has always had a very bad reputation in the Criminal Department, in addition to his creepy torture methods, he also has an annoying sycophantic face.

No matter how big or small the officials in Beijing, as long as he knows him and has a higher grade than him, he doesn't mind flattering, and there are even rumors that he once recommended himself to a certain person in power who likes men, and wanted to give his ass out, but people thought he was ugly, and he didn't take this stubble at all.

Everyone's minds are bright, and they know that this thing is made up nonsense, in order to disgust this dead fat man who has no bottom line.

Although he knew that it was false, everyone was still happy to spread the matter privately.

Duan Fatzi himself naturally knew, but he didn't pursue it, in his opinion, this was clearly an affirmation of himself.

Wang Quanquan noticed that the eyes of the people around him looking at Duan Fatzi were full of disdain, and although his heart was full of doubts, he was embarrassed to ask, so he had to treat it as if he couldn't see it.

The battle between the two men on the stage has come to an end, the two are of equal strength, after throwing the last punch at each other, one of them finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell, and the other struggled to straighten his waist, attracting a cheer from the audience.

The battle came to an end, and some of the people in the audience rushed to a room on the side with joyful faces, and some people were depressed.

The king's authority was puzzled:

"Lord Duan, what's wrong with them?"

Duan Kun explained with a smile:

"The prince doesn't know, everyone can bet before each game, everyone wins and loses, and naturally there are joys and sorrows."

When Duan Kun said this, he changed his words and said with a smile on his face:

"Do you want to make a bet too?"

"Don't worry, let's see."

In the next game, there were still two men, but this time one of them was obviously much stronger, and the final result was naturally an easy victory.

Duan Kun explained on the side:

"We don't have any masters here, and real masters won't go to this kind of place, so everyone usually bets on the strong one, and usually nine times out of ten can bet on it, although the odds are a little lower, but at the end of the day, you will be content to earn a drink money."

"I see."

From the very beginning, Wang Quanquan felt that this group of people was not even a showman, at most they were three-legged cat kung fu, relying on brute force mostly, and now it seems that it is indeed like Duan Fat said, if you have real skills, you will not come here, and it is much better to go to Beijing Huwei to apply for a small leader than to be an official.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the crowd:

"Get out of the way, it's time for this girl to come on stage."

"Girl, you're not as tall as the ring, don't join in the fun."

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and I saw a girl with a door panel on her back struggling to climb into the ring, not to mention, it was really not much higher than the ring.

The corners of Wang Quanquan's mouth unconsciously pulled out a smile, and said to the fat man on the side:

"Help me bet a hundred taels and bet on this little girl to win." With that, the king took out a silver ticket from his bosom.

Duan Fatzi took the silver ticket and said in disbelief:

"Lord Wang, are you sure it's this little girl, not the one opposite?"

Today, I blame this little girl for being unlucky, and I happened to draw the one who looked the most difficult to mess with, that person was more than seven feet tall, with dark skin and a shaved head, and a scorpion on his exposed arm, obviously a ruthless character.

You must know that the odds of the little girl in this competition are one to ten, and the bald man is directly one to one, and it is clear that the organizer of the game is sure that the big man will win, and he doesn't want to do this loss-making deal at all.

The smile on the corner of Wang Quanquan's mouth was even better, "It's her, I haven't seen a potato on the top of the knife handle." ”

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