The monarchs and ministers in the Taiji Hall seemed to be infected by Chen Gongzhi's words, and his momentum made many important ministers bow their heads in shame.

"Well, well said!" Nangong Qing took the case: "You people, how many corpses are vegetarian, how many muddy and chaotic people, I know very well in my heart. Look at Chen Gongzhi, Dan Xin recommended himself, for my David, he can sacrifice his life and forget his death, and move forward, this is the pillar of the court. ”

"Shame on you!" The ministers trembled and fell to their knees.

"Go back and straighten out your family style, think about it, how can you become the capable minister I want, don't know all day long to spend all day drinking, drunk and dreaming of death!" Nangong Qing continued to reprimand.

"Obey the order!"

"Passing the decree, from now on, promote Chen Gongzhi to Dali Temple, together with the Criminal Department and the Tsing Yi Division, find out the whereabouts of the 'White Tiger' and bring him to justice as soon as possible." Nangong Qing ordered.

Chen Gongzhi knelt down to receive the order: "Weichen thank Your Majesty Longen." ”

When the court meeting dispersed, the ministers congratulated Chen Gongzhi one after another, and he just clenched his fists slightly, and replied: "The higher the responsibility, the greater the responsibility, my lords, there are still many important things in Dali Temple, and I will leave first." ”

Nangong Shan and Nangong Ding walked behind the ministers, waiting for everyone to leave, and the two walked side by side.

"Shan'er, congratulations!"

"What does Uncle Huang mean by this?" Nangong Shan asked with a smile, pretending not to know what he meant.

"You and I know it, why hide and hide?" Nangong Dingyu's anger did not subside, and he couldn't help but hide his words.

Stopping, Nangong Shan glanced up at the sky, and said with a smile: "Look at this sun, it always rises from the east and sets from the west, this is the cognition that the people of the world have been imprinted in their bones, if one day, it rises from the west, can the people of the world accept it?" ”

His meaning is obvious, the father's death and son's succession is orthodox, and he Nangong Mountain is the only heir to the throne.

"What if I had to see what would happen if the sun rose in the west?" Nangong Ding was-for-tat.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and their eyes were full of endless murderous intent.

"Hahaha." Nangong Shan broke the silence with a loud laugh: "In this case, then the imperial uncle is so good to take care." ”

A threatening word stayed in Nangong Ding's ear, and Nangong Shan waved his sleeves and left.

But in his heart, he was far from being as confident and calm as he seemed on the surface, and Nangong Shan was already in turmoil in his heart.

Why?

Because his medical officer "in vain!" ”

From the dispute between Qian Liangye and Ying Zhengqi, to the reaction of the courtiers, the trial of Nangong Qing and Chen Gongzhi, and finally to the end, almost everything except for Chen Gongzhi's self-recommendation fell into Li Feibai's calculations.

Such a terrible person, is it really just a country boy?

No matter how stupid he was, Nangong Shan had to start to be suspicious, not to mention that he was not stupid.

Out of the palace, Lin Tianchong took the guards of the Qi Palace, who were already waiting at the gate of the palace, and when he saw Nangong Mountain coming out, he greeted him.

"Lord Wang, how is it?"

Nangong Shan naturally knew what he was asking, and waved his hand: "Let's talk about it when I go home!" ”

He got into the sedan chair, and Lin Tianchong saw his expression. I muttered in my heart: Could it be a failure?

I didn't dare to ask any more questions at the moment, so I ordered to get up and go home.

In the palace of the king of Qi, Li Feibai was drinking tea in the pavilion, he was not worried about the outcome of the court meeting, because he knew that from the moment Qian Shaocheng died, Ying Zhengqi could no longer be the secretary of Dali Temple.

As for Chen Gongzhi, before he "rebelled", he had occasional contact with this person, although he knew that he was very similar to Liu Renfang in temperament and comparable in ability, but this person was more flexible than Liu Renfang, and he did not admit death in everything, and was only loyal to his heart.

It is gold that will always shine, as long as the court is in the court, Nangong Qing asks him to judge the case, then he will definitely be able to succeed Dali Siqing.

"Fei Li, this king is back." Nangong Shan regained the posture he had when he got along with Li Feibai.

"Congratulations to the prince, you have weakened King Zhao's strength again." Li Feibai stood up and bowed.

"Do you know the result?"

"I don't know, but eight or nine are not far from ten, plus the prince is full of energy, it must be as we expected." Li Feibai replied.

"Yes, Ying Zhengqi was demoted to the head of the Criminal Department, and Chen Gongzhi was promoted to Dali Temple, everything is as you speculated." Nangong Shan did not show the slightest look of suspicion.

"Chen Gongzhi, is the prince sure that he will be brought into the camp?" Li Feibai asked.

Shaking his head slightly, Nangong Shan said: "Although this person is not as stubborn as Liu Renfang, he is also easy not to join the party struggle, and I am afraid it will be difficult to recruit." ”

"This matter must not be urgent, it must be done slowly, otherwise it will cause Chen Gongzhi's disgust, and I am afraid it will backfire." Li Feibai knew that this kind of person, coercion and temptation could not impress, and it would even cause him to protest, and then he would inevitably lose his wife and soldiers.

"It's up to you." Nangong Mountain seemed obedient.

"It's a pity that we couldn't pull Qian Liangye off the horse this time, otherwise our plan would have been perfect." Li Feibai said instead.

"Yes, since Qian Liangye dares to commit murder, if he is found out, then he will not want to be a secretary, I don't know what King Zhao's face will be?"

Since seeing Nangong Ding's angry and helpless appearance today, Nangong Shan seems to be addicted to it.

This was the first time since he was born that King Zhao had lost his cool so much.

"The person Qian Shaocheng killed was just an unknown old beggar, and the body was probably destroyed by the people of the Qian Mansion, and it was really difficult to investigate." Lin Tianchong echoed.

"Since this matter has been suppressed by the people of the Qian Mansion, then someone must know that Qian Liangye can't destroy the corpse by himself, right?" Li Feibai said.

Nangong Shan's eyes lit up, and then he said, "You mean, start with the people of the Qian Mansion?" ”

"Yes, the prince can inquire, have any people in the Qian Mansion left inexplicably recently, or disappeared inexplicably?"

"You're saying that Qian Liangye may have killed the person who handled this matter?" Lin Tianchong asked.

Shaking his head, Li Feibai continued to analyze: "No, if you think about it, to deal with the corpse of a beggar, it takes at least two people to be unaware, so if you want to kill these two people and kill them, does it take at least five or six people, then the question arises again, how to deal with these five or six people, do you want to kill them again?" In this repeated cycle, the matter will only get bigger and bigger. ”

"What does Mr. Bai mean?"

"There is only one possibility, the person who handled the corpse is still staying in Qian Mansion and is a person that Qian Liangye trusts very much. Of course, if Qian Liangye was cautious, he would dismiss the person who handled the corpse early, keep him away from the imperial city, and then wait for the opportunity to kill him. However, the deceased was just a nameless beggar, with no relatives and no reason, and no one would pursue it, and ordinary psychology would not make a big deal about it, so the second possibility is very small. ”

"So Fei Li, do you think that the person who handled the corpse is still in the Qian Mansion at this time?" Nangong Shan asked.