Qufu Confucius, a descendant of the saint, Jia Cong wanted to push Wu Zonghui to the front to take the lead, but unfortunately they didn't take the bait at all, and they also took Jia Cong's army.

Wu Zonghui kicked his cub and fainted, with a businesslike look, and lowered his posture: "The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone a dog. But ......"

In the lobby on the first floor of the literati residence, everyone followed Wu Zonghui's gaze and looked at Kong Lingren.

I only heard Wu Zonghui say lightly: "The martial arts family will not bend the law for personal gain, and this official hopes that General Xiao Jia can also deal with it impartially!"

This is a clear warning!

Of course, Jia Cong never thought of relying on the idea he came up with on the spur to tie a squire to his warship.

can be an old fox, how can he be led by his own little kitten.

"Wu Shilang, don't worry, there is no guarantee for the lower officials, but it can still be done by dealing with these four words impartially."

Jia Cong waved his hand: "Escort Wu Mingrun and the others back to the Imperial Prison......

"Pacification Division? General Xiao Jia, you don't have to go to prison, it's just a small case."

As soon as the word edict was exited, the lobby on the first floor of the literati residence seemed to have blown a cold wind, and everyone took a deep breath. Wu Zonghui felt sorry for his son in the end, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it.

Jia Cong's face was surprised: "This is wrong! Not to mention that this case involves a murder, not to mention that this literati has seized so much hibiscus paste in the center, can Wu Shilang still remember what His Majesty's forbidden will said?"

"Whoever sells, transports, keeps and grows hibiscus ointment, shall be immediately beheaded, and the clan shall be punished! Those who participate in it are to be beheaded at the worst and exiled to the lightest."

"The lower official believes that Wu Shilang will not be involved, but ...... The fifth son may not be!"

Wu Zonghui finally realized one thing, his son was really set up by someone if he couldn't get it, and he was caught by Jia Cong.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he still knows very well what his little son is, and he has a lot of small problems, but he doesn't have the courage to let him violate the law of the country.

And as Jia Cong just said, he didn't dare to provoke Jia Cong and didn't have the brain.

The brother of the Dragon Guard had already begun to carry the unconscious Wu Mingrun to the carriage, Wu Zonghui's face sank like water, and after a long time, he said: "This case will be kept by the official, I hope that Lord Xiao Jia can really fulfill Fang Cai's promise."

"That's natural, the lower officials welcome Wu Shilang to come to Beizhen Fusi to watch the interrogation."

Jia Cong arched his hand, a trace of hesitation flashed in Wu Zonghui's eyes, and finally bowed back.

Although it did not meet the expected expectations, it was still not satisfactory.

When Jia Cong sent Wu Zonghui out, a whisper came from his ears: "General Xiao Jia had better stop in moderation, the water in here is very muddy, you can't grasp it."

Wu Zonghui glanced back at the plaque hanging under the eaves, and the words of Yan Shenggong were elegant and elegant, but it was a pity.

Jia Cong watched Lord Shilang's carriage leave, thinking about his reminder before leaving.

Behind the literati residence is the Confucian family in Qufu, which is indeed an unshakable mountain. But in the face of absolute force, everything can only be stopped by paper tigers.

Wu Zonghui definitely did not mean the Yansheng Mansion, but something else......

Damn, the DPRK and China are all riddlers!

"Little Third Master, what about those people on the first floor?"

The Dragon Guards have already turned over the literati residence, and the hibiscus paste confiscated is enough for Kong Lingren to die eight times.

Jia Shiyi leaned into his ear and whispered, "Yang Qianhu said, maybe it was a coincidence or maybe it was premeditated, the literati in the middle who smoked hibiscus ointment were either Guozi prison students or young scholars with meritorious reputations. But there is not one of them, who are a little older."

"How can there be so many coincidences!"

Jia Cong is almost certain that no matter whether it is the people of the Qufu Kong family who instructed Kong Lingren to do this behind him or not, there is definitely a bigger plan.

It was a coincidence that Wei Shicheng crashed into his carriage, but the cause of Wei Shicheng's death was definitely not a coincidence.

Fortunately, he was sitting in this carriage, otherwise the real cause of Wei Shicheng's death and the conspiracy of the literati would have been there

It's really going to be covered up.

Soon, in addition to the group of addicts, only Li Shouzhong and a few prisoners from Guozijian remained.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

"I'm not good!"

Li Shouzhong looked at the ugly disciples who had been personable in the past, which made him, the division leader, feel heartbroken.

This is a respectable elder who has adhered to the ethics of laziness for most of his life.

After a long time, he sighed, "Virtuous nephew, send them to the outside of the city to quit."

"I'm afraid they won't be able to go for the time being, and my nephew will have to find out how they came into contact with hibiscus paste first, as well as the case of the Wenren Residence."

Li Shouzhong nodded, and suddenly bowed down to Jia Cong and said, "Virtuous nephew, I beg you for something......

"Oops!"

Jia Cong hurriedly ducked aside: "Uncle, what is this doing? What you don't ask for, you just say. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse."

"Yes, yes, we are a family, where do we need to get a word."

Jia Baoyu also walked over quickly, and the brothers helped Li Shouzhong together.

I saw Li Shouzhong looking at the addicts who were still distorting bitterly, and said quietly: "Virtuous nephew can have a way, bring a few addicts who have been anointed by Hibiscus and are not ghosts, and come to Guozijian......

The number of people addicted to hibiscus cream in the capital is increasing, and the situation of confinement is much more serious than imagined.

The case of the literati settlement involved the Confucian family in Qufu, and the number of people in the DPRK and China who paid attention to this case was innumerable.

After Kong Lingren was thrown into the imperial prison, there were more than ten people who put pressure on the Fusi of Beizhen.

Including the cabinet, the Metropolitan Governor's Office, the royal family, and even the "virtuous" in the opposition, the capital Su Ru opened his eyes, and it was even rumored that the Dragon Guards blamed Kong Lingren and did the thing that pointed to the deer as a horse.

A Kong Lingren, just a side branch of the Kong family in Qufu, can have such a great energy, which makes Jia Cong dumbfounded.

"Did I stab a hornet's nest? It seems that our martial servant is really right."

Jia Cong collapsed on the soft collapse, holding a plate of dim sum and nibbling on it.

Jia Shiyi sealed the confessions of those addicts, where is the method of Beizhen Fusi that this group of scholars can withstand, and before the whip is beaten, he tells everything he knows like pouring beans.

As Jia Cong guessed, the literati house was like a spider, using this group of scholars to weave a huge web. Z.br>

Hibiscus Balm ...... No, the Wei and Jin dynasties and Wushisan were bait, and they took those young gentlemen who were not deeply involved in the world as prey.

"There were no less than 100 prisoners in the Guozi Prison who smoked and bought hibiscus paste in the literati residence. Those who are famous or talented in Beijing are Kong Lingren's targets, and judging from the books confiscated, there are about four hundred and twenty-two people in total."

Jia Shiyi flipped through the report sent by the Fusi of Beizhen, and the numbers on it were shocking.

It's really incomprehensible, are all these people who read books stupid? The holy decree forbidden in the palace is clear to the world, they are the first people to contact the content of the holy decree except for the officials of the court, what is the hibiscus ointment, and what consequences will it cause, they don't know?

He spoke out the doubts in his heart, but Jia Cong was not surprised. In the previous life, not many of the college students in the ivory tower were trafficked, defrauded or even embarked on the road of crime.

"It's not that they're stupid, they're too smart and conceited."

Jia Cong pointed to Baoyu who was playing with the sisters in the yard: "Second Brother Bao was still eager to try it before, wanting to see what the magic of hibiscus paste is. What's more, Kong Lingren threw out a name that is difficult for some people to refuse-Wei Jin is romantic!"

Jia Shiyi couldn't keep up with Jia Cong's thinking, and he couldn't fully understand it for a while.

Jia Cong didn't continue to explain, but just instructed him to go to the Xieyu Institute outside the city to select a suitable candidate, and the Dragon Guards escorted him to Guozijian to hold an on-site report meeting.

"What about the Literati Habitat case? Beizhen Fusi said that he asked the little third master to come up with an idea."

Jia Cong looked at the thick stack of confessions on the table and smiled, "Drag, drag."

The longer it takes, the more some people can't sit still. It's all grass, and the snake doesn't startle out, so we won't move. Uncle Eleventh remembered to go to the Wei family to send a letter of worship, and when I finished meeting Wu Zonghui, I would ask the Great Minister's opinion."

"Emperor, the secret music sent by the dragon guard."

As night fell, Liu Heng was still dealing with the folds of the dragon case.

Xia Shouzhong spread out the latest secret music sent by Beizhen Fusi and put it in front of Liu Heng.

Liu Heng briefly browsed it and sneered: "It's really impossible to think that others are stupid, and I want to borrow hundreds of officials to force me to make concessions......

"Otomo, go and tell Kitajin Fuji, drag it on, the longer it drags on, the more anxious the people behind it will be. Then let the cabinet draw up a decree and ask about the Yan Sheng Gong Mansion and Kong Lingren, and the Yan Sheng Gong knows if he knows."

Xia Shouzhong bowed down and promised, and was just about to retreat, but he heard Liu Heng stop him again.

"By the way, that Wei Shicheng is Wei Ge Lao's nephew?"

Xia Shouzhong bowed and replied, "Emperor, the bloodline is a little farther away, and he is a grandson of the clan outside the five suits."

"That's also a grandson, Wei Ge is old, and his health has always been bad, and he will be heartbroken when he suddenly hears bad news. Spread the decree, allow him to recuperate, send the imperial doctor to stay at home for a long time, and set it for half a month first. The affairs of the cabinet are temporarily handled by Qi Bohan, and no one is allowed to disturb Wei Ge Lao with the affairs of the DPRK and China."

Liu Heng put down the red pen in his hand, and suddenly said with a smile: "Our old Qi Pavilion is very thorough, and I don't know if he will break his skills this time."

The emperor's bad taste made Xia Shouzhong laugh, and Wei Qinghe returned home as soon as he learned that his grandson had died in the literati residence.

The cabinet went to Beizhen Fusi to put pressure on the Confucian family in Qufu, and Qi Bohan, who presided over the matter, gathered the favor of many literati.

Although Qi Bohan is an excuse to Yan Shenggongfu, the matter is very important, and it should be stopped in moderation. But the emperor doesn't think that the Confucian family in Qufu can't move, and my holy decree is clear, anyone who sells, transports, privately collects, and plants hibiscus paste will be immediately beheaded and punished.

How? Do you want to make it impossible to change it?

I don't want to lose face, huh?

Hum!

Wei Qinghe died of a grandson, how could he feel good in his heart.

It's good that the old man can suppress his anger for the sake of the overall situation and doesn't act without permission.

But some people always think that their family is special, and they even send someone to send a letter, wanting to make a big deal into a small thing and make a deal......

Boom!

"Li'er, break the dog's leg of the messenger and throw it to Kong's house."

Wei Shuli unswervingly carried out the old man's order, and immediately went to break the dog's leg of the messenger in person, and asked the servant to send it to the Confucian family in the capital.

When he returned to the study again, Jia Shiyi was respectfully listening to Lord Shoufu's instructions.

"This kid really knows how to make up his mind."

Wei Qinghe looked at the gilded greeting post in his hand, smiled and said, "You go back and tell Jia Cong that you want the old man to be a pawn for him, you can, write a few more poems." By the way, the old man's requirements are not high, he must write a poem specifically for the old man, and if he can't write well, don't come."

Poetry or something, the little third master is very skilled.

Jia Shiyi bowed down and said, "The last general remembers, and he will definitely report to my master word for word."

Wei Qinghe nodded with satisfaction: "Li'er, go and send off the eleventh general."

When Wei Shuli sent Jia Shiyi out of the study, the old man had a headache. This kid will really make trouble for him, if it's just the Qufu Kong family, it will be okay, there are obviously other people behind Kong Lingren, and they are the kind with deep pockets.

Sad!

When Lord Shoufu was worried, a report came from outside the door: "Master, Grandpa Xia in the palace is here."

Wei Qinghe slapped his thigh: "Hey, isn't the helper here!"

Everyone thought that the case of the literati residence involved the grandson of the great minister, and it was against the emperor's forbidden will, and he would definitely kill people in the wrath.

Unexpectedly, it was calm for several days, only the poor prime minister suddenly heard the bad news and fell ill at home.

It is said that the emperor not only allowed him to recuperate at home, but also sent an imperial physician to Wei for a long time

Prefecture. As for the affairs of the Cabinet, it will be temporarily presided over by Qi Bohan, the deputy assistant to the Cabinet.

At this moment, many people who were worried that this case would affect the Yansheng Mansion were boiling, and they handed over excerpts to the cabinet, wanting Qi Bohan to take this rare opportunity to force Beizhen Fusi to finalize the case as soon as possible, and the big thing turned into a small matter.

The folds piled up in the duty room almost didn't annoy Qi Bohan to death, he had been thinking about the power of the cabinet for several years, but he really didn't want to take it over at this time.

Through the window, he looked at Wei Qinghe's room.

"Well, if only I could go home and recuperate!"

After a long sigh, Qi Bohan rubbed his temples with a faint pain, and shouted outside the duty room: "Someone, go and ask the Dragon Guards to command Cao Dudu."

He is different from Wei Qinghe, Wei Qinghe is a peach and plum with his own strength, and has no friends and no party.

And he, Qi Bohan, has too many forces entangled behind him. He hated this kind of thing hibiscus ointment, and the Kong family was involved in this kind of harmful thing, so what about the clan punishment?

But the families behind him are all closely entangled with the interests of the Confucian family, and it is he himself who regards himself as a disciple of Confucius, so that he can stand in a high position.

Therefore, the Kong family cannot fall!

Jia Cong sat in the study of Wei Mansion, the old man leisurely sipping tea, tasting the poems that the little fat man "composed" overnight.

Wu Zonghui sat on the other side, as if he was very interested in the tea cup in his hand, and he never spoke except for the greetings when he first came in.

"Old man, you have a happy word, I'm going to smash the Kong family, can you help me?"

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