"Now it is clear that Pei Guanren wanted to lure Jin Ren into the urn, but the Pi brothers leaked the secret, but was tricked by the Jin people, Jin Ren was afraid that he would not be able to kill Pei Guanren on the battlefield, and he took the opportunity to report him anonymously, and wanted to fake the hands of the government to save his life", Wei Qing interrupted Pi Wan's self-harm and asked everyone, "It's just that we should deal with it, if you have a good plan, you might as well refer to it together."

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, but they don't speak, this matter is really difficult to come up with solid evidence to prove Pei Jun's innocence, empty words are really difficult to win the trust of the government, just when everyone looked at each other, Pi Wan suddenly said: "Only call the Zhu shopkeeper of the Yongxin Commercial Bank to confess in person."

"It took a lot of effort for Zhuergen to trap Pei Guanren in prison, and he understood why he had to self-destruct for no reason", Wei Qing shook his head and said, "If you want to capture him here, there are so many golden soldiers in Chuzhou City, but it is difficult for me and a few others to do it."

"No, I'm not saying that I'm going to capture Zhuergen in Haozhou", Pivan grinned and explained with some pride, "We can invite the governor of this state to Chuzhou, and then design to let Zhuergen talk about this matter in front of him."

Wei Qing seemed to ask with some understanding: "Do you want to set up a situation, and then lead Zhuergen to confess the matter without knowing it, and say it to Zhizhou in person?"

Piwan smiled: "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

Li Rui thought for a moment and said: "This can indeed wash away the grievances of Pei Guanren, but will this Lord Zhizhou be willing to risk going to the enemy territory just for this matter? Not to mention that as a parent official of a state, even if he is willing, he can't leave the letter lightly, otherwise there is no one in Haozhou City who has an idea, so it will not be messed up."

"If you don't move Zhizhou, hum, you can't say it, you have to go and invite the undertaker of this state", a ruthless look flashed on Piwan's face, "No matter what, you have to invite someone who can speak in the official face, otherwise it will be useless even if Zhuergen recruits."

"Chengshilang is just a low-end petty official, and Zhizhou may not be willing to listen to his words", Wei Qing wondered, "Besides, Chengshilang in Benzhou may not be willing to go."

"Wei Daxia doesn't know", Pi Wan hurriedly explained, "The name of the undertaker in Benzhou is Huang Mingyang, and he is the nephew of Zhang Jun, the envoy of the Privy Council of the dynasty, and the one who led troops to arrest Pei Guanren at the gate of the city before, the lord of Benzhou sees his maternal uncle's face, and he is not close to him on weekdays, and he is the most talkative person, as long as he is willing to help, I think this matter can be mostly done."

Wei Qing sighed: "I'm afraid that this Huang Chengshi won't help, I don't know how Brother Pi plans to invite him, it's best to prepare a statement in advance."

"That guy is very arrogant, it's useless to say anything, he can only come hard, and he can be tied up directly", Pi Wan clenched his fists and said, "Kidnapping tickets and kidnapping people is Lao Tzu's old business that has been running for more than ten years, although you can rest assured that it will be handed over to me, but when the time comes, you will have to trouble Miss Li and come forward to lure him into the bait."

Pi Wan immediately motioned for everyone to come over and whispered so, Cao Lu couldn't help but laugh after listening to it, and said: "Brother Pi is really an expert in this industry, you can figure it out, it's just that there are some people who can't live this surnamed Huang, hehe, but Yi Rui'er's appearance, it can't be said that he was wronged, maybe he will be tied up willingly, and I don't know, haha."

The words are divided into two ends, this Haozhou Chengshi Lang Huang Mingyang was originally from a lifting person, and he is not yet thirty years old, it is said that according to his fame and age, he will not be able to do the seven-grade official position of the Chengshilang, but his maternal uncle Zhang Jun will try his best to protect the ministers, and the officials of the officials are also happy to accept personal favors and send him to the Huaixi front line to experience, so that he can get some credit for promotion.

Huang Mingyang has already married a wife and had children, but the family members have stayed in Lin'an, did not bring to Haozhou, he as a scholar loves elegance, used to come to a tea house in the city at noon after finishing business, like to go to an elegantly decorated teahouse in the city to taste tea and poems, this day also used to come to find a street Accord, called the tea doctor to order a cup of fragrant tea, while enjoying the scenery while brewing thoughts.

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard a woman next door reading leisurely: "I don't mean that the early autumn is as cool as water, and my heart is frosty with cardamom and sideburns, Ping'er, do you think this poem on the wall is well written?"

Huang Mingyang couldn't help but move in his heart when he heard the coquettish voice, and some of the poetry in his mind had already flown out of the clouds, and he immediately listened carefully, only to hear another woman reply: "Miss, I haven't read a few books, where do you know the quality of this poem, why don't you tell me about it."

The young lady did not answer immediately, thinking that she was savoring the charm of the poem, although Huang Mingyang was anxious but it was inconvenient to go over to inquire, and when she was scratching her ears and cheeks, the young lady said slowly: "This poem is about a man who misses his childhood sweetheart.

The woman who was called Ping'er immediately asked, "Miss, you haven't said whether this poem is good or not."

"Of course it's a good poem," replied the young lady, "I think the man who wrote the poem must be an amorous and talented man, and when I saw his poem, I couldn't help but feel the sentiment in his poem, and I really don't know if the poet was a passing traveler, or if he lived in the city of Haozhou, if only I was lucky enough to meet him and see what he was like."

"Hee-hee, Miss, you have a spring heart", Ping'er joked with a smile, "Why don't we ask the shopkeeper later, to see if he remembers the person who wrote the poem, maybe the marriage sign you asked for a few days ago should be on this poem."

"Don't talk nonsense", the young lady was busy scolding, but there didn't seem to be any anger in her words, but she said with a little shyness, "I don't know what year this poem is inscribed on the wall, maybe the person who wrote the poem is now a white-bearded old man."

Huang Mingyang couldn't hold back anymore at this time, hurriedly adjusted the clothes on his body, slowly walked to the door next door and coughed lightly, and arched his hand: "I'm disturbed, I'm in Xia Huang Mingyang, this is a courtesy."

"Ah", the two women in the room couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the strange man at first glance, only to see one of the women quickly turned his back to Huang Mingyang, not letting him see his face, and another woman dressed as a maid stepped forward and opened her hand to stop her, and asked: "Who are you, why did you break into our room", and the voice was that Ping'er.

Huang Mingyang hurriedly explained: "Xiaosheng is not rude, but I heard the girl commenting on the poems next door before, so I took the liberty to come and ask for it.