I run a newspaper in ancient times

In this case, Jingzhao Mansion Yin felt that his judgment was not wrong, although everyone knew that Feng Liang would lead someone to hurt Qian Tong and take Wang Zhen away, it must be Yu Shihong behind the scenes.

There is no evidence!

According to Dayan's laws and regulations, Feng Liang was arrested and sentenced to exile, the case was closed.

As for Qian Tong's old lady, the Yu family lost a lot of money, enough for her to live a prosperous old age.

Things have come to this point, Fu Yin thinks this is already a good ending.

As for the rumors about this case caused by gossip and tabloids, the final outcome will dissatisfy those ordinary people in the city. The scholars in the capital may condemn it, and the governor will let them go.After all, there is no evidence, and he cannot be allowed to convict at will.

When the body is brought back tomorrow and the funeral is done, it will have nothing to do with Fu Yin.

He finished writing the notes, went to bed, and finally got a good night's sleep that night.

However, early in the morning of the second day, he was called out of bed urgently by his master.

"My lord, things have changed."

Jingzhaofu Yin hurriedly put on his official robe, and led his master into the morgue.

Although the early spring is still a bit chilly, but the warmth has returned in the past few days, the smell of this morgue is not very pleasant, and the faint smell of corpses makes Fu Yin's face even more ugly.

On the mortuary table where Wang Zhen was placed, the white cloth on her body had been removed, and there was a clear opening between her waist and abdomen.Next to the table was a tray covered with a white cloth, on which was a piece of blood-stained... jade pendant!

As soon as Fu Yin's eyes fell on the jade pendant, he shrank suddenly, then turned around and looked at the servants and office workers surrounded by him, his expression changed, and he asked sharply: "Who, who tampered with the corpse?" ?”

The surrounding yamen servants and foremen all looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to stand up, instead they directly lowered their heads.

Fu Yin's eyes became more and more serious, but he looked at each head, and finally he asked loudly: "Who is looking after the morgue?"

When this question was asked, an old man replied with a trembling voice: "My lord, it's... the little one."

"What's going on?" the master asked.

The old man said: "My lord, this, this villain doesn't know! This morning I came in with a few brothers to have a look, and found that the white cloth on Wang Zhen's body was not covered properly. I was wondering, and saw... The clothes on this body are also open. If you look carefully, you can see such a big gap in the waist and abdomen! The little one was startled, so he yelled, and Wu Zuo brought people over to check, and found the body hidden inside. This jade pendant."

Fu Yin's eyelids twitched when he heard that, and he heard the master ask in a loud voice: "Are you a pig, you don't even know anyone came here last night?"

Lao Fangtou shook his head again and again: "The little one really doesn't know."

The master then looked at Fu Yin, and saw that the latter was staring at the jade pendant, with a sense of uneasiness lingering in his heart, fearing that this matter could not be resolved.

Suddenly there was a sound at the door, and footsteps were approaching, but it was the neighbor who accompanied Mother Qian to collect the corpse.

Fu Yin's eyes flickered, and he glanced around. He suddenly realized that too many people saw the jade pendant being taken out of Wang Zhen's abdomen.

But they are all subordinates, so they are not afraid to speak out...

He was about to press the matter down, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man with low eyebrows standing beside him. This man couldn't see his face clearly, and his clothes were similar to those of the yamen servants around him. The governor came in a hurry. Didn't notice.

"who are you?"

The man stood up straight, raised his head and revealed an unattractive face, smiled and raised his hands, and took out a wooden sign from his jacket calmly and said: "My lord, the young one is a reporter from a gossip tabloid. Keep an eye on this case."

Gossip?

Fu Yin's entire face turned dark.

Jingzhaofu Yin used to have the habit of reading gossip tabloids, knowing how well-informed this tabloid is, he used to laugh along with it, but now he doesn't like it at all.

Thanks to the gossip tabloids, this is just an ordinary bullying case, but it has become a household name in the entire capital.

He wanted to order someone to take this person down, but the reporter smiled indifferently and said: "My lord, this jade pendant has already been drawn in such a small size, and I have already sent someone to the tabloid. I guess the prince knows about it."

The implication is that it is useless to catch him.

Hearing this, Fu Yin frowned fiercely.

The reporters of the gossip tabloids are all-pervasive, and they are the targets of being shouted and beaten by voyeurs.

It's no big deal for them to go to the house to expose the roof tiles for the news. There is no pressure to hide in the toilet or dig into the dog hole.

However, the one who lives well so far is because of the master behind them——Prince Yi.

It's not that no one has caught these daring reporters, and they were so angry that they even wanted to kill to vent their anger. However, the front side was tied up and prepared to sink into the pond, and Prince Yi Shi Shiran came to visit.

Everyone knows that this prince is not a four-year-old, and he does not do anything serious. I don't know how many people laugh at him behind his back.

It's ridiculous to laugh, the dignified prince's status is there, and everyone has to give up three points.

Do you dare to sink his subordinates in front of him?

Others have to worry about one or two things before making a move, but this one can do anything, as long as he bypasses the law and can't get a handle, it doesn't matter how Ren Chaotang criticizes him.

For the rest, you can do whatever you want without a lower limit. Generally, people who are shameless can't play with him.

Thinking of this, Jingzhao Mansion Yin felt aggrieved and angry. He was just a small fourth-rank official, and he didn't want to provoke this absurd prince to sit in the yamen.

The guard at the door came over and told: "My lord, someone from the Qian family has come to claim Wang Zhen's body."

Now this appearance, how to take it back?

Fu Yin was upset, waved his hand and said: "Tell them to go back, there are still some things that have not been dealt with, and they will be notified when they can get it."

"This..." The guard felt a little embarrassed, this reason was untenable.

However, there are two official characters up and down, and ordinary people naturally have to listen to them.

"You can go too." Fu Yin said coldly to the reporter in front of him, "The yamen is handling the case, and the idlers are waiting to leave!"

The reporter didn't say much, raised his hand and bowed respectfully, then left.

As soon as his figure left, Fu Yin let out a heavy breath, and ordered: "I will be strict about the matter of the jade pendant. Without my order, it is not allowed to spread to the outside world!"

All the guards in the morgue immediately shouted: "Yes."

At this time, the jade pendant had been cleaned and presented to Fu Yin.

The tentacles are warm and moist, the color is translucent, and the luster shines under the sun. This jade pendant is a piece of top-quality jade.

How could a bastard like Feng Liang have such a jade pendant? Fu Yin knew it must belong to Yu Shihong at a guess.

The master looked at the lord's frown, and couldn't help but test: "My lord, maybe someone secretly stuffed Wang Zhen's abdomen in order to put the blame on Mr. Yu? Mr. Yu is really, he didn't even know that he lost such an important jade pendant." .”

However, the master said so, but Fu Yin shook his head: "Everyone knows that Yu Shihong did a good deed. It doesn't matter whether this jade pendant was stuffed by someone else. Does anyone believe it?"

"Then what should we do?" The master said anxiously, "Although the yamen is silent, the reporters of the gossip tabloids witnessed everything and even drew the pattern of the jade pendant. The small pattern looks quite special, and I'm afraid it will be easy to find out if you look it up. Whose it is. Had it been published in the tabloids, the case would have been closed."

Hearing this, Fu Yin took the jade pendant away, glanced at the master, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "What should I do? What has this matter to do with me, the Minister of Rites should be anxious, who asked him to raise such a bastard son."

There are so many Gaoliang disciples in the capital, and there are countless relatives of the emperor, and no one is as unscrupulous as Yu Shihong in doing bad things!

The master thought about it and nodded: "Then what the lord means is..."

"The gossip tabloid comes out every seven days, and this issue will be released tomorrow, so it should be too late to report today's events." Fu Yin stood up and called someone.

The head catcher walked in, bowed and said, "My lord."

"Take this jade pendant and go to the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Rites to ask if it belongs to Mr. Yu. By the way, tell Mr. Yu that the reporters from the gossip tabloids have seen it."

"Yes, my lord." Catcher put the jade pendant into a box, put it in his arms, and went down after saying yes.

Fu Yin looked at his back and said in a low voice: "The words have been brought, it's up to the Yu family to decide what to do."

Although Li Li devotes almost all his energy to the tabloids, as the top dude in Beijing, he enjoys eating, drinking and having fun, so he naturally has friends, one, two, three, and his contacts are among the best in the capital.

The sunny spring day is just right for spring.

Shen Yuling, the young master of the Shen family, invited his friends to go hunting in the city, and Li Li was naturally invited, so he happily went.

Regardless of how the Shen family used to follow the lead of the Zhou family, now that they have Empress Shen and Fan Zhiyuan, and after controlling most of the military power, they have already broken with the Zhou family.

In the court hall a few days ago, the leftist faction forced Fan Zhiyuan, who had recovered Yanjing Kyushu, to return to the court on the grounds that the national treasury was empty and the soldiers’ salaries were exhausted, preventing him from making great achievements, and he was detained in the capital away from the army, indirectly cutting off the Shen family. With the title of prince and marquis almost at your fingertips, the precarious face between the two parties has completely disappeared.

Now the situation is like fire and water, and I can't wait to bite off a piece of meat from the other party.

Therefore, those who participated in Young Master Shen's spring hunt today, there were no members of the Zhou family, most of them were descendants of the generals attached to the Shen family, and there were other honorable children.

Li Li watched and shook her fan with a smile.

Spring hunting, when others bent their bows to shoot wild game, he held a fan in one hand and was ready to shout and cheer, while the big bow inlaid with gems and jasper and the quiver filled with arrows were followed by horses to the east and south. Hold it in your hand.

The appearance of this school of romantic young men doesn't look like they are hunting, but they are here to enjoy the flowers and the scenery. They are very incompatible with the friends around them who are about to have a big fight.

Shen Yuling looked suspiciously at Li Li, who suddenly became elegant, rode his horse to his side, and asked strangely: "A Li, why don't you bring your usual longbow, this kind of bow that has no other use except viewing What are you doing?"

Li Li covered her mouth with a fan, only showing a pair of smiling cat eyes: "It's just for the sake of looking good, just for the occasion."

"You don't hunt anymore?" Shen Yuling wondered, "You are so good at riding and shooting, I want to shoot a big guy with you."

Li Li smiled lightly and shook his head, walking the horse while holding the rein, his horse gait was as elegant as others, only to hear him say: "From today onwards, I am a civilized person, it is inappropriate to fight and kill."

Li Li's words made everyone puzzled, Shen Yuling asked: "What do you mean?"

"Stupid!" Li Li rolled his eyes at him, then lowered his eyes slightly in a reserved tone, "My great general is coming back soon, it's not good for him to see my brutal appearance!"

Hearing this, not only Shen Yuling, but also all the dudes who were about to ride and shoot all stretched out their hands to rub the pimples on their arms, feeling a chill.

Fan Zhiyuan himself kills people like hemp, so he still cares about you hunting a rabbit and pheasant?

Furthermore, isn't this just wishful thinking on your part?Does the general care if you are elegant or brutal?

Shen Yuling twitched the corners of her mouth and laughed dryly: "Isn't this still coming back?"

"It's the same whether he's around or not. Now I have to cultivate my moral character and not kill."

In terms of fallacies, no one can speak against Li Li.

"My lord, do you still eat the game we hunted?" A young master next to him scratched his head and asked.

Li Li thought for a while, then nodded: "Eat."

All the gangsters: "..."

"Who just said not to kill?" Shen Yuling plucked his ears.

However, when the voice fell, Li Li said straightforwardly: "I didn't kill, you did it, and the dead are dead, why don't you eat it? By the way, Ah Ling, you go to the depths of the forest, the hares there are better than the ones outside. Big, good taste, chewy."

Everyone around suddenly looked up at the sky, not knowing how to answer.

Shen Yuling didn't have any temper when facing Li Li, grabbed the bow and arrow and said, "Understood, but Ah Li, do you really want the ice?"

Li Li blinked her eyes and said with a smile on her face, "Of course."

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