In the Jinluan Palace, the atmosphere is solemn.

Liu Jing knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head all the time.

After searching for two gold bricks, it should have been a final conclusion to cover the coffin, Liu Jing knew that he couldn't keep Liu Xun, but he wanted to do his best to keep himself.

That letter of self-incrimination is his most important method.

Raising a son is easy to say, but not easy to do.

He Liu Jing didn't teach it well, and the same is true for the saints.

Half a catty is against eight taels, although there is a difference between the monarch and the minister, but Liu Jing must come like this.

He hoped that the Holy Lord would raise his noble hand for the sake of his diligence as an official and his good political achievements for so many years.

Even if it is degraded to the nest, it is better than going to fame.

Until a moment ago, Liu Jing thought to himself that his progress was not bad.

The saint obviously did not get angry, and his subordinates and acquaintances also stood up to intercede on his behalf.

It's just that what Liu Jing didn't expect was that the coffin board that had almost been covered was lifted again.

The golden note, like a talisman, was directly covered on the door of his head, and he was to push him into the coffin and close the board.

His life is thinner than that piece of gold.

The saint took the golden paper to Gonggong Cao and motioned for him to look at the ministers.

Gonggong Cao held it with both hands.

The crown prince was grounded, and Prince Ping was not in Beijing, and the first person standing at the forefront of the imperial family was Li Du, the king of Jin.

Li Du took it with both hands, looked back and forth a few times, and handed it to the virtuous king Li Yuan.

Li Yun only looked at it briefly, and then handed it over: "I haven't seen their gold papers before, and I can't see them now."

Spread all the way, watch all the way.

When it came to Xu Jian, he only looked at it briefly and didn't make a sound.

Honglu Temple and the officials of the Ministry of Rites are the most careful.

They had been in charge of receiving the missions and knew the gold paper best.

Huang Shaoqing looked at it for a long time, his face was a little tangled, and he looked at Liu Jing from time to time.

Another Shaoqing also hesitated, not daring to judge between truth and falsehood.

Feng Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites not only looked at it himself, but also discussed it with the two waiters, and finally said, "It should be true."

The last person to watch is Liu Jing.

Liu Jing raised his head at this moment, took the golden note, and looked at it extremely carefully.

He is serious in his work, and the matters related to the envoy are engraved in his head, and he knows exactly what the other party's gold paper should look like.

Those gold papers were limited in number, only available to the members of the legations, and together with their customs clearance papers, they were all status symbols.

No one loses easily.

And the one in his hand is also true.

Even if it's fake, it's already to the point of being real.

If you can't produce evidence of falsification, you can't keep shouting "fake".

"The envoy has already left Beijing," Liu Jing took a deep breath and said, "I have also checked it when I left the capital, and there are all kinds of people, documents, and gold papers, and no one is missing a copy. When they were in the capital, no one threw a piece of gold paper."

The reason behind it, Liu Jing can't figure it out.

There was only one thing he was sure of: it had to be shaken out.

No matter who it throws it to, it can't be on him anyway.

Wan Tang looked at Liu Jing, holding back a fire in his heart.

He was "trapped" by Shan Shen into Chenmi Hutong.

I didn't see the credit, but my neck was very sore, and in order to solve the problem, I simply took a nap for the past two days.

Yesterday, before Xu Jian found the gold bricks, Wantang rolled up his trouser legs and went to dig the yard with a shovel.

The appearance of gold bricks made him breathe a sigh of relief, but it still didn't count his work.

After thinking about it, Wan Tang stayed up for another night and demolished the flower hall.

Just opened a gold note, but Liu Jing meant that this thing couldn't be real?

"Lord Liu," Wantang Urn said angrily, "So, this gold note is fake?"

Liu Jing hurriedly said: "

It looks very real, but if someone loses it, how did they get it out of the capital?"

Wan Tang said: "Xu was a lot of people when he went out of the city, and the investigation was not rigorous, and he was confused by the fake."

As soon as these words came out, Huang Shaoqing couldn't stand still.

"No way, it was all right at the time," he said hurriedly, "not only our Honglu Temple, but also the officials of the Ministry of Rites that day."

In a word, this case can't be found from Lord Liu's son, to Lord Liu, and then expanded to the entire Honglu Temple, there is no such reason.

"Among the envoys, there are Guyue officials, and there are also Guyue merchants, and the merchants are doing business, as long as the formalities are complete, they can enter and leave the capital anytime and anywhere," Liu Jing stabilized his mind, "Lord Wan, can you be sure when this golden note fell into that gap?"

The legation was sent out at that time.

After coming to Beijing, he tossed something in private, even if it was related to calculating the prince, it was not his Liu Jing's negligence.

"This ......," Wantang hesitated.

Liu Jing bowed deeply to the saint and bowed deeply: "The saint, the minister leads the Honglu Temple, and receives the mission together with the Ministry of Rites, and the agenda is all in accordance with the rules.

At that time, it was not found that anyone in the mission was plotting against him, and Gu Yue's idea of making peace with our dynasty and resisting Xiliang together was also firm, and in the opinion of the ministers, they should not have any plans against the prince.

Could it be that this gold note is also a conspiracy?

Calculating that the prince is a watch, they know very well that after His Royal Highness the prince is involved, the house will definitely be strictly investigated, digging into the ground to find clues like ten thousand adults.

And to provoke the relationship between our dynasty and Gu Yue, the submission of the golden note will inevitably arouse suspicion from all sides, and even the court will be unstable.

If we have a dislike for Gu Yue because of this, the happiest people should be the Xiliang people."

After listening to this, the Holy One did not judge.

And the Jinluan Palace, which seemed to be floating because of the gold paper before, was much quieter in an instant.

Courtiers, you look at me, I look at you, each has his own thoughts.

Xu Jian lowered his eyes and looked at Liu Jing twice.

I have to say that Liu Jing does have the ability.

When the wind and clouds suddenly changed, his quickness and his response made him barely stand in the precarious situation, and he didn't really fall off the cliff.

In this comparison, if Liu Xun has one-tenth of Liu Jing's ability, he will not be forced to retreat again and again.

Seeing that it was very quiet below, the saint said slowly, "Check this golden paper clearly, and then check the envoys, especially those who have entered and exited the capital in recent days."

Wantang and Shan were busy with it.

"What else do you want to say?" The Holy One asked.

No one answered.

There are many things they want to say, but they have to think about it and think about it.

At this moment, it is the most stalemate, like chess, one step right, you can cut a piece of chess; And one wrong step, the ground is lost.

Gonggong Cao shouted to retreat.

The saint walked down, his eyes crossed over Xu Jian, Shan Shen and others, and walked out of the main hall.

Xu Jian thought about it, and followed with Shan Shen.

Liu Jing didn't move until Huang Shaoqing helped him and he got up.

My legs and feet were numb, and if I hadn't been supported by someone, I might have to stumble a few steps.

With a steady face, only Liu Jing himself knew that his underwear was soaked.

This gold paper really disrupted his position.

He's done his best to reverse it, but can this rhetoric scare people......

Don't look at his analysis, he is the first to be the truth, and he has pulled a few big flags, but Liu Jing is actually not sure.

His "confidence" is his political achievements.

And if his political achievements are stained, no matter how high the banner is, his confidence will be gone.

On the other hand, Xu Jian and Shan Shen went towards the imperial study.

Not long after, Wantang also caught up with them.

"I think it's all true," Wan Tang wiped his face, "The golden paper is not as thin as a cicada's wings and not much thicker, one side is high and the other side is a word, how can it be so easy to fake."

？ There has to be a mold, and it has to be formed in one piece."

Shan Shen looked serious and nodded from time to time.

Xu Jian didn't speak.

As Wan Tang said, counterfeiting is indeed difficult.

On the same day, after Xuansu found that there were Guyue people entering and leaving the house, Xu Jian made this preparation.

He needed a piece of gold paper.

Not sure when you'll use it or where you'll use it, but be prepared.

The one in his hand is real.

Xuan Su stole the gold paper of Gu Yue's deputy envoy, handed it over to a skilled old craftsman, rushed out a fake that could be real, and quietly stuffed it back.

The envoy was very arrogant, and he came to visit sincerely, and he didn't notice it from beginning to end.

And when they went out of the city, the deputy envoy had a special status, and the customs clearance documents were in hand, the gold paper was not the most important, and both parties had friendly hearts, how could they be as strict as the prisoners to examine, and if they didn't see the clues, they would pass.

No one thought that a piece of gold paper would be exchanged.

It's dark under the light, and it's really easy to make.

Otherwise, Xu Jian would not have been able to do anything under the noses of the saint and the prudent every time.

The more Wan Tang spoke, the more annoyed he became: "Lord Liu didn't teach his son well, but he really did a good job as an official, just after listening to his analysis, I think he is right, this gold note may be provoked by someone."

Shan Shen said, "Yes or no, we have to give the holy answer."

Several people entered the imperial study.

The saint sat on the big chair, still reading the gold paper.

Shan Shen sorted out his thoughts and roughly said: "The minister asked His Highness before, but he had met other guests in that house, and His Highness said that he had never met him.

Therefore, the minister has always felt that the existence of the house is for the sake of this bureau of His Royal Highness.

What Lord Liu said is not entirely unreasonable."

The saint bowed slightly.

He exchanged a few words with Wan Tang and Shan Shen, and when he saw Xu Jian sitting aside, he didn't mean to speak, so he didn't ask him.

Only after finishing with the other two did he leave Xu Jian alone.

"There is no one else," said the Holy One, "and if you have any ideas, just say it."

Xu Jian didn't hesitate, but his tone was a little awkward, or rather, he was a little embarrassed: "The minister is reflecting on the previous admonitions.

At that time, I didn't know that such a gold paper would be turned out, so I specially arranged for a gold brick in order to solve the matter.

But I don't want to, the more complicated it gets.

It's just a gold brick, or just a gold paper, you can take things away, but the two things are put together."

Hearing the emotion in his tone, the saint couldn't help but smile.

Young people are like that.

If everything can go smoothly just by relying on the layout, then the winner of the "paper talk" is the god of war.

No matter how detailed the arrangement of troops is, there will be a situation against the enemy in the immediate formation, which needs to be adjusted, dealt with, and finally summarized.

It should be summed up by experience, not by the psychological burden of change.

This is a step that young people need to take in the past.

"Xu Jian," the saint looked at him, his tone calm, "Your grandfather should have taught you that people are not as good as heaven, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. Now you're not facing a battlefield, but it's a truth."

Xu Jian stood up and saluted and thanked the Holy Lord's teachings.

After going back and forth like this, he thought that the Holy One would not count the matter of the gold paper on his head.

"The minister thinks," straightened his mind, Xu Jian said, "This matter should have been resolved quickly, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to His Highness." All parties are busy plotting with each other, which is also prone to exacerbate contradictions. Now that there is a gold note, it will take a lot of time to check it again, and it may not be accurate."

The Holy One motioned for him to continue.

"What Lord Liu said is indeed a possibility," Xu said simply, "Those envoys leave the capital, and it is not necessarily only the merchants who can return again, the gold paper is small, hidden on the body, and entrusted to others, and it can also be sent back, and then put into the house, without the gods knowing."

No matter how capable Master Shan is, he can't understand this one.

It's just that the prince is the prince, and the fine work is the fine work.

Put away the matter between the prince and Liu Xun, and let Master Shan continue to check the gold papers, of course, he also has to check the gold bricks, he doesn't know what the gold bricks are all about.

Regardless of whether there is a fake Li Mi behind him, or someone who really provokes Gu Yue's relationship, the matter of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Liu Xun's drinking and having fun will not change.

It's been a long time......

Xu Jian paused when she said this, pursed her lower lip, and said calmly: "You remember the prince's affairs, and Mrs. Xu is also worried about Liu Xun, as if she was cutting flesh with a knife, it is better to be happy, so that she will not suffer so much."

Hearing this, the saint sighed.

Back ago, he said that Xu Jian had a "knife mouth and tofu heart", which was really not wrong at all.

Let's use Ning An as an excuse first, but now I'm more honest.

Human.

After all, it's her biological mother, how can she not care at all?

"Where's Liu Jing?" The saint asked him, "Why don't you say a few words for Lord Liu?"

"The minister said that Liu Xun deserved his crimes, and Lord Liu could not escape responsibility," Xu Jian lowered his eyes and said in a very light tone, "For Lord Liu, it is enough to lose his fame and leave the capital, and let half of his life's hard work be in vain."

The saint took a sip of tea.

Look, still say that you are not soft-hearted?

Xu Jian said that the most fierce thing is to get rid of his fame.

For a moment, the saint remembered Xu Mang.

When Xu Mang was seriously ill, he went to visit the Fuguo Mansion, and the two of them talked a lot behind closed doors.

That was also the first time he heard Xu Mang tell the truth.

Xu Mang is most at ease with Xu Jian.

In his words, Xu Jian is a very affectionate child.

has little contact with his biological parents, also because he misses his grandfather.

Once he died, with Xu Jian's temperament, it was difficult not to rely on his parents.

He wasn't afraid that Xu Yi wouldn't take good care of Xu Jian, he was just afraid that Liu Jing would be too biased and hurt Xu Jian.

That being the case, it is better to let Xu Jian go to the border to fight again.

These words are almost a request for help.

At that time, the saint was willing to let the young Xu Jian go to Yuguan after dealing with the funeral, in addition to Xu Jian's insistence, it was also in line with Xu Mang's idea.

And after Xu Jian returned to Beijing after being injured, some friction between him and Liu Jing was somewhat visible to the saint.

Father's love is eccentric.

The saint himself is partial.

He loved Shao'er more than his other sons.

But Liu Jing's treatment of Xu Jian does not seem to be merely partial......