The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 80

Hearing this, Li Miaozhen was completely attracted, she looked dumbfounded, and at the same time, a thought came to her mind that No. [-] is a talent.

And an inexplicable sense of familiarity was getting stronger and stronger, but she did not interrupt, and continued to listen attentively.

"The Sangbo case that shocked the entire dynasty some time ago was discussed intensely at the Tiandihui, and the organizer of the whole case was No. [-]!"

"Before the Sangbo case, No. [-] participated in an operation by a prisoner to ransack the family of the prisoner. Because he was dissatisfied with the abuse of the prisoner's family by his superiors, he slashed Yingong with a knife and nearly killed him on the spot. Then he was imprisoned and sentenced to be cut in half."

As she listened, Li Miaozhen's expression became more and more weird, and she couldn't control her expression. A name was about to come out in her mind, but the sense of absurdity made her unable to utter the name immediately.

But Chu Linyang’s narration was not over yet, he glanced at Li Miaozhen, his expression almost made him scream out of laughter: “Because of his outstanding ability to solve the case, after the Sangbo case happened, His Majesty ordered No. He committed crimes and meritorious deeds."

"No. [-] is smart and clever. During the investigation process, he solved the disappearance case of Princess Pingyang. You know this. No. [-] once said it. However, the Sangbo case was at an impasse for a while. If you hadn't found Zhou Chixiong, a hundred householder of the Jinwu Guard , No. [-] can't escape the ending."

"And the fact that the Qi Party colluded with the Witch God Sect to support the bandits in Yunzhou was unintentionally uncovered by No. [-]."

At this time, Li Miaozhen's expression had already started to become numb, and her heart gradually sank to the bottom, but the torture was not over yet:
"In addition to being good at solving crimes, No. [-] is also proficient in alchemy, and has a close friendship with Si Tianjian's white clothes. Before he joined the watchman, he was sent to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice because of the revenge of Mr. Zhou Shilang, but Si Tianjian's white clothes and The rescue of the Confucian of Yunlu Academy made him leave the Ministry of Punishment safe and sound."

"There are two reasons why the Great Confucian of Yunlu Academy saved him: First, this person wrote a poem and presented it to Layman Ziyang. Second, his cousin is a student of Yunlu Academy, and he has already passed the exam."

"This person is deeply trusted and valued by Wei Yuan."

"Finally, at our party last night, he was on top of us!"

"Come on, tell me the first name that comes to mind now!"

Chu Linyang finished speaking in one breath, and then waited quietly, let the storm be more violent. From now on, I, Chu Linyang, will be Xu Qi'an's gravedigger.

He didn't realize that he was the same as Xu Qi'an, and Xu Qi'an at this time would be him in the future.

"Smelly shameless, stinky shameless! Before I saw that he was weak and cared about him, I should have let Mei squeeze him dry if I knew it." Li Miaozhen murmured to herself, and her chest heaved violently. Like a monkey being tricked.

She snatched the silver gun, Huo De stood up, and was in a hurry to find Xu Qi'an for a showdown, like a warrior charging for dignity.

Chu Linyang stopped Li Miaozhen, then pushed her back on the seat, patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Okay, okay, calm down, don't be impulsive, what can you say in the past at this time, why did you lie to me? But he didn't say anything before, and the rest is all your own imagination."

"Besides, you haven't got the information related to the case yet. Once the cards show up, Xu Qi'an must be vigilant, and it will be difficult to get the information."

Seeing that Li Miaozhen was still angry, Chu Linyang spread his hands and jokingly said, "I'll teach you a trick to make sure you win this round."

Li Miaozhen glanced over with her beautiful eyes, and waited for Chu Linyang to write without saying a word.

"Actually, this matter is not a big deal. It's just that you feel a little ashamed and a little embarrassed when you think of certain words before. But there is a good saying, as long as you are not embarrassed, the embarrassing is someone else."

"You just need to play it lightly with Xu Qi'an. I can guarantee that Xu Qi'an will be the one who will be embarrassed at that time. After all, what he boasted about in the underground book is also true."

Chu Linyang said in a low voice.

"En." After Li Miaozhen made a nasal sound, she looked at him silently, was silent for a while, then got up and tidied up a little, and was ready to go downstairs.

"Go home." Seeing what you want in Chu Linyang's eyes, Li Miaozhen popped out two words sullenly, and then left expressionlessly.

To be honest, she has a good impression of No. [-]. No. [-] is not as deep-minded as No. [-], and always loves to spy on the screen.

It's not as gentle as number four, but it's actually extremely proud.

As for number seven, she didn't know what it was like, she always felt that he was floating in the sky, seemingly close but actually far away.

Unfortunately, everything is a lie.

Chu Linyang was terrified by Li Miaozhen's last look, and murmured: "The Tianzong Taishang has made great progress in forgetting love? No way!"

"Let's go, what's good about tea? At this moment, only the girl from the Jiaofang Division can soothe my hurt heart. No, the girl has nothing to do. Come back."

Turning his head and looking out the window, it was already noon, and Chu Linyang got up leisurely and walked away.

Come to the street and walk towards the post station.

Inadvertently, the pace was a little slow.

The capital, the imperial study.

Emperor Yuan Jing, who devoted himself to Taoism for 20 years, never went to the early court, because it would conflict with the time when he meditated and enlightened.

Only when major state affairs were encountered would the ministers in Beijing be summoned to discuss matters in the Golden Luan Hall. On weekdays, there was only a small court meeting every now and then, but it was not frequent.

This time is another small court meeting after many days. Emperor Yuan Jing, who had regenerated black hair, sat on a gilded chair, his cold eyes swept over the ministers below, and the ministers stood in line, all wearing green robes or scarlet robes. Senior officials of the fourth rank and above in robes, six ministers, Wei Yuan and other important officials are listed one by one.

At this time, Emperor Yuan Jing's voice sounded without emotion: "The matter of water transportation in Yuzhou has been settled in this way, and the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Metropolitan Procuratorate will send people to investigate the matter thoroughly."

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one was making a sound, Emperor Yuan Jing nodded, his eyes were deep, and he could not see any emotion, and continued:
"Qingzhou chief envoy sent back a note. A few days ago, the chief envoy Yang Gong erected a stele in every yamen in Qingzhou. The inscription reads: You eat and you are busy, and the people are rich. The people are easy to abuse, but the sky is hard to bully." .

"The chief envoy of Qingzhou believes that this poem is deafening and has the effect of warning all officials, and it is suggested that the imperial court order all states to follow suit, and then set up a stele of warning.

"What do you ladies think?"

In the imperial study room, the princes started to commotion, whispering to each other.

"Good poems, good poems!" One cheered up and shouted: "This poem is simply a stroke of genius. It is beyond words. This is the poem I should have, not "Dark Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk" ’, or ‘Full boat full of clear dreams pressing down on the galaxy’ or ‘Only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals’.”

Hearing this, Emperor Yuan Jing flashed angrily, "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals", so what did he practice in the past 20 years? In the end, he is not as good as two mandarin ducks!

But even the emperor couldn't say that.

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(End of this chapter)