Zhuoying

Until Zhong Xie sat on the stool in the autopsy hall, he was thinking about why this person died suddenly.Now he has been assigned to be the deputy envoy of the procuratorate, and then he will be the deputy envoy of the procuratorate. He is not big or small in Qingping Mansion, but he is also worthy of being called Mr. Yizhong.

Wu Zuo is examining the body.This person picked up a bright light and looked again, his face and lips were obviously bruised, and his body under the clothes was thin and protruding.Zhong Xie's eyes lingered on that finger, the nails were burnt yellow and filled with smoke.

"Does your lord know Xu Hang's soil and grass?" The one who inspected Liu Wanchen in Changhe Town last time was known as "Chen Ding".

"I've seen it several times." Zhong Xie stood up, leaned over to look closely at the marks between his fingers, and soon discovered the spark burn. "This person smokes grass?"

"It's not like." Chen Ding said, "Smoking dirt is a pastime, and his posture is free. This person has a new scratch on his back, which was caused by his own scratching. His left shoulder is collapsed, which is caused by lying on his side for a long time. And his face It is bluish white and the teeth are loose, which is definitely not a sign of eating soil and grass."

Zhong Xie's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Yansu."

Chen Ding wanted to clean his hands, but when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "What is that?"

"This person kept thinking about this thing before he passed away." Zhong Xie raised his body and recalled: "It should also be something that was smoked with a bong."

"I haven't heard of it, so I can't make a decision." Chen must wash his hands carefully, and the old man's goatee trembled slightly, "A villain must know the real thing. He has seen it with his own eyes, so he can check it. Do you have this thing?"

"Like Chen Bo, I have never heard of it." Zhong Xie flipped through the name of the card he had taken from this person, and saw an unusual name.He didn't see a penny on his body, even his clothes were torn and smelly, but there was a brand name next to his body. Judging from the scratches, he probably carved it himself.There is a brand name, which means that it was born in a decent family, has read books, and can read.Listening to his complaint "my shop" before his death, it seems that he has done business.How did a businessman who has read the book end up in this situation?

"It can only be written as 'died from drinking alcohol'." Chen must have taken off the clean handkerchief on the shelf, stood beside Zhong Xie to wipe his hands, shook his head, and said, "Birth is only a hundred years old, so I will pay you all. ①"

"It's time for fun, why wait here." Zhong Xie pinched the name of the brand with his fingertips, closed his eyes and sighed: "It's impossible to die of drunkenness. Although it has no real meaning, I also want to know this What is Yansu?" He opened his eyes, "Please trouble Chen Bo with writing, tomorrow I will submit documents to various places, and see if any family members come to claim it."

Chen Dingfolded the handkerchief, hung it back on the rack, and said with his hands behind his back: "What if no one comes? This person has no background, and no one pays attention to his death letter."

"If no one comes, then I'll donate a handful of coffin money. I want to make peace of mind by making it happen." Zhong Xie turned around and took out his dirty coat, bowing his head to Chen Yibo, "Thank you, Chen Bo."

"Where." Chen must beat his waist and said, "Where."

Zhong Xie came out of the autopsy hall, raised his hand and unbuttoned it, only to realize that his back was soaked in sweat.He walked a few steps, and was going down the stairs to the chasi, the drunk colleague was still thrown inside.When he entered the door, he was listening to several people whispering, seeing him coming, he hurriedly raised his hand to greet him.

"Ruchen, guess what news just came?"

Zhong Xie just wanted to go back to the house to clean up as soon as possible, so he packed the case and said, "What?"

The half-sober man had already forgotten about the dead man just now. He pointed at the note and said in a sharp voice: "The Zhong family has let go, the Xuhang merchants have formed an alliance, and the sea merchants have sold the source of goods. Do you know that this news is just going well?" According to rumors, the capital issued an order that in the spring of the coming year, construction of the Tangjing Canal will start from Jiangtang!"

Zhong Xie paused and was in a trance for a while.Tangjing Canal——How long has it been since Baiou proposed Cewen?The Holy Majesty had been hesitant before, and Hou Ke privately resisted, but in a blink of an eye, it was already on the agenda.

"It seems that the merchants going south are not as strong as the Zhong family's waterway. The Zhong family in Jiangtang has a millet in hand, such as Chen, you Jingdu Zhong family should be careful."

Zhong Xie was slightly taken aback, "Yansu?"

Kyoto Royal Palace.

Gui De entered the curtain lightly, and the inner room was quiet.The crushed ice in the center was served fresh, but no one touched it.The emperor on the couch had already woken up. It was hot outside in the afternoon, and the scorching heat of early summer came quietly.

Xin Ming raised his head, his brows were deeply wrinkled at such a young age, he said, "Are you still there?"

As the emperor, Gui Degong smoothed the hem of the dragon robe, and said softly: "Return to Your Majesty, you are here."

Xin Ming got up, walked a few steps, stopped when he was about to lift the curtain, paused for a moment, and then stepped out.Kneeling straight down the steps was Zhong He from Jiangtang Zhong's family. He had been kneeling for a long time, his face pale with frost.Xin Ming stood on the steps and said in a deep voice, "Zhong He."

He just called out, didn't talk about it, didn't talk about retreating, he was already dissatisfied, and left a way for Zhong He to retreat.

However, Zhong He leaned over and knocked his head on the stone slab. He spat out sonorous words with his dry lips, and he said: "Your Majesty, going south to the Merchant League is no different from raising a tiger."

Xin Ming stared at the man, surrounded by silence, didn't even see a trace of Xia Feng, as if he was afraid of the emperor's power.Gui De looked up at Xin Ming's sleeves from behind, and seeing the emperor's four fingers slightly bent, he knew in his heart that he was suppressing his anger, and wanted to show Hou Ke and Qing Liu a face.But Mr. Xiao Zhong, since the first day he entered the Central Academy of Sciences, he has not been a character who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.

Zhong He knelt, the sweat on his back soaked his shirt.His long neck was flushed red, as were his hands lying on the ground.Since Jiangtang Zhong's family made a move, he wrote to Jiangtang to dissuade his father, and at the same time, he strongly said that it was wrong.But the emperor's heart is now on the canal, all he needs is that Jiangtang Zhong's family has enough money to invest.And his father received the letter, but there was no reply for a long time.

Zhong He insisted - he has a reason.The Zhong family has already offended the merchants in Xuhang in order to win the exclusive sale of tobacco and millet. Even though the two sides have taken a step back and set up a business alliance with the Zhong family alone as the leader, this thorn is set.Besides, with the emperor watching from the sidelines, and the Zhong family controlling the waterway, isn't there any grudge against the court?Not only that, the deeper reason why Zhong He resists the smoke is that the effect of this thing is not obvious for the time being, and if it is allowed to flow in, who can guarantee that there will be no problems?Haishang had previously made huge profits in gold, so how could he easily let it go to the Zhong family?

Zhong He was uneasy.He draws maps at night, from the edge of the glacier to Dayuan Canaan, from the south to Haikou to Xuhang Jiangtang, he remembers every official road, but he knows nothing about the seaport.

In other words, Da Lan knew nothing about the harbor.

Maritime merchants came from Yidao, which is the way of their appearance.Large Lan boats shuttle across the long river, but few of them go to the sea.What kind of Yidao can raise such a profiteering book?What kind of purpose could send such a thing far away to please Dalan?

Zhong He couldn't sleep at night, he intuitively felt there was a reason, but the emperor's mind had been made up.The young emperor promoted young officials, but at some point, the emperor's youth was as important as the emperor's arbitrariness.Zhong He can only fight against the wrath of the emperor once, as far as the current situation is concerned, he cannot change.

After lying down for an unknown amount of time, Gui De called out softly from the side: "Master Xiao Zhong, please come back." The young eunuch with a beardless face held the dust, looked at him with reverence and pity, and said: "Your Majesty, please be kind, My lord, don't offend Tianwei again."

This time Xin Ming tolerated him, it was for Hou Ke's sake.But next time, whose face can we look at?

Zhong He watched the sweat dripping down the stone slab in silence, closed his eyes and said dimly: "Thank you, Father."

When the person was helped out, Zhou Pu had already been there for a long time.He hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the man from the eunuch, helped him onto the sedan chair, and persuaded him heartbroken, "What are you doing? Don't you know His Majesty's thoughts? At such a time, who can block the holy will! You Even if you kneel for 100 years, you will not be able to prevent hidden dangers from going south."

"Don't kneel." Zhong He looked back while supporting the sedan chair, looked at the high palace, and said: "I will never be reconciled."

"You are like this, Hou Xiang should feel so distressed, and Ruchen and Bai Gu should be so distressed."

"It's all because of this, we are all the same." Zhong He's knee hurts, he said: "The white gull raised a discussion that day, but I didn't want it to become a disaster."

"Then you have to tie the bell to untie it." Zhou Pu supported him, "You can use this to persuade him to come back. Just ask whose advice His Majesty trusts the most, it's nothing more than—"

"Chunjing." Zhong He slowly left his support, stood upright, and said: "Let him go, no need to persuade. The three thousand imperial scholars in the capital are twice as talented, and without Zhong Baiou, there will be someone to take his place. "

Zhong He didn't get into the sedan chair, he just walked slowly along the official road with the memorial that he couldn't hand out, gradually drifting away.

The quiet hall of the academy.

Pu Cheng knelt upright, with the seal of the ring ruler rewarded by his husband on his back.There was no one in the quiet hall, and my husband punished him to meditate.He had a pen and paper in front of his knee, but he didn't write anything.

It can be seen that the gentleman is really angry, and even Su Zhou and Shaozhen are grounded together, and Rongyang's broken pieces of tobacco are also taken away by the husband.

Pu Cheng felt that he was wrong, that he was a little arrogant.But he still doesn't know how serious this thing is, he still only regards it as an ordinary private item, but it's just a little bit rare.What in this world can be addictive?Gambling addiction has never been a problem for him.He was only at fault for being reckless and frivolous, and he almost fell into the trap, implicating Rong Yang, Su Zhou and Shaozhen.

My stomach growled a few times.

Pu Cheng raised his head and sighed and sighed at the portrait of Dao Xue Da Zong.For a while, he wondered if his father would be scared out of his wits when he knew about this, and for a while, he wondered if Su Zhou and Shaozhen hadn't come, would he have really just fallen like this.

A figure swayed past the window, and then swayed back, it was Rong Yang.He was holding the oiled paper bun in his hand and shaking it on Su Zhou's shoulder.Su Zhou was carrying the man, but he couldn't lift his head under the pressure, so he could only say in a muffled voice: "Shaozhen, point it out to him!"

Shaozhen climbed up the tree, looked into the quiet hall, and said to Rong Yang: "Point to the left, hit it straight in, he can catch it!"

Rong Yang held up the steamed stuffed bun frightenedly, and said to Pu Cheng, "Hold it firmly."

Pu Cheng was about to say that I must abide by the rules, but he was thrown back by the steamed stuffed bun who was looking straight at him, and he cursed in a low voice, "Which direction did you point him in!"

"It hit just right." Shaozhen slipped and jumped off the tree. Su Zhou had already squatted down and let the banyan down.Rong Yang asked him: "Is he still kneeling?"

"No." Shaozhen said sincerely: "This kid is the best at stealing and playing tricks. He steals buns at the banquet."

Pu Cheng's head popped up above, and he gestured a little finger to Shaozhen.The three people at the bottom were sticking to the railing again, sneaking back to Shengxinshe.Pu Cheng leaned over the window to see the appearance of these three people, he copied a pen by mistake, threw it over, and cursed.

"It's all wrong."

But the steamed stuffed bun was hot, even his chest was hot.

The author has something to say: ①, ②: Excerpted from "Nineteen Ancient Poems Birth Years Less than a Hundred Years"

The original poem is as follows: "Birth is only a hundred years old, and I often worry about a thousand years old. The days are short and the nights are long, why don't you swim with candles. It's time for fun, how can you stay here? The fool cherishes money, but it's for the future generations. Fairy Prince Qiao, it's hard to do and wait."

Among them, "Birth years are less than a hundred years old, and all of them are paid for Xu Huan." I picked it up without authorization.

Finally, the eldest brother finally showed up and rolled three times excitedly!