Placid Chang'an

Su Cen thought it was almost time, lit incense, made tea, and after a while, the courtyard door rang softly, and Qi Lin led a person in from outside.

It's just that this person's hands were tied behind his back, and a black cloth was covered over his eyes, obviously he didn't come here voluntarily.

Su Cen nodded slightly, Qi Lin backed away calmly, and even closed the door for someone when he was done.

Qu Ling'er had been looking around at the door for a long time, when she saw someone coming out, she immediately stepped forward and asked, "Who is this?"

Qi Lin looked at the door again, frowned and said, "Old friend."

Qu Ling'er tiptoed to look in, "Old friend? What old friend? Whose old friend?"

Qi Lin pulled Qu Ling'er from behind: "Go back to the room, don't worry about what happens later, just let them go."

As the sky was getting darker, Su Cen looked at the person in front of him by the candle lamp. It was not easy for him to be an official at Dali Temple at such a young age. He never imagined that this person looked a few years older than himself. She is similar to herself, her eyebrows are covered and she can't see clearly, but her complexion is bright and her nose is straight, so her eyes must not be inferior.

What is worthy of praise is this man's demeanor. He was taken captive to a place he was not familiar with for no reason, but this man showed no signs of fear. He stood upright in the hall without any embarrassment at all.

Su Cen stepped forward a few steps, originally intending to remove the black cloth from the man's eyes, but he changed his mind half way through, and lightly touched the side of the man's face with the back of his finger.

The man was slightly taken aback, and then moved after hesitating.

It was a close movement.

Su Cen could clearly feel that the man was getting closer, and the smooth and delicate skin rubbed against the back of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the man said: "My lord?"

Sure enough.

He specially ordered sandalwood, although the taste is somewhat different from Li Shi's, but with the tea flavor, people who are not extremely sensitive to spices should not be able to distinguish it.

As a result, this test came out.

Everything before has been confirmed. Li Shi tried his best to keep Yiming in the court, and he did not hesitate to fabricate a death memorial; as soon as he noticed Li Shi, he undressed him and told him to "don't think too much"; Even Mr. Ning remembered that Li Shi took Feng Yiming there.

So this is for him to clear up his old friend?

Li Shi has a lenient heart, and he is not afraid that Feng Yiming will be convicted of the crime of planting.

A sense of vengeance arose spontaneously, Su Cen kept that hand still, and the other hand went around behind his head to help someone untie the cloth.

Feng Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, those eyes were indeed good, with a compelling look, but after seeing the person in front of him clearly, the joy in his eyes quickly turned to surprise, and finally to disappointment, but after a moment, his face returned to calm, without any panic. He hurriedly stood up straight, his face moved away from the back of Su Cen's hand, and he let it happen without any embarrassment.

Su Cen withdrew his hands and said with a smile, "Yangzhou City is really a good place, not as windy and sandy as Chang'an City, no wonder Master Feng's skin is as smooth as fat, it's really enviable."

Feng Yiming ignored the jokes in Su Cen's words, and asked directly, "Where's the prince?"

"My lord takes care of everything every day, so he is naturally in the capital."

"Then Qi Lin..." Feng Yiming was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Su Cen seriously, and couldn't help laughing at himself, "He actually left his bodyguard to you."

He was stationed in Yangzhou for him for three years, and Zhou Huan tried to survive in many ways, but in the end he couldn't get him to come and see him in person.

He hated Li Shi for being ruthless, but he didn't know that Su Cen was also angry at the moment.

Erjia Chuanlu, knowledgeable and well-growth, so it seems that Li Shi is good at this, there is a Feng Yiming, maybe there is another Wang Yiming and Li Yiming somewhere, it really was a few springs, wild peanuts everywhere.

After a confrontation, both sides were scarred.

But it is obvious that both of them are peerless masters, their emotions and anger are not displayed, and while they scold Li Shi thousands of times in their hearts, they can still talk and laugh happily on their faces.

Su Cen untied him, and while looking at the purple and blue blood marks on his wrist with satisfaction, he said: "I hope Lord Feng will forgive me for being so negligent. There is a reason for this. Lord Feng is surrounded by eyeliner now. This bad plan is also for the sake of Mr. Feng's return when he returns."

Feng Yiming said calmly, "I'm sorry to trouble you to be thoughtful."

"Don't dare to do it," Su Cen said with a smile, "I'm Xia Su Cen. At that time, Dali Temple was in charge and the Department of Economics and Economics Bureau washed the horses. He was ordered by the prince to investigate the murder case on the Yangzhou post road. I hope Lord Feng will take care of him."

"Master Su is too serious. I really dare not take the words of caring." Feng Yiming said politely, but there was no humility on his face.Although he and Su Cen are both in the fifth rank, there is still a certain gap between Beijing officials and local officials. What's more, Su Cen was assigned by Li Shi to investigate the case, so he should be the first rank of Feng Yiming. Cen should be greeted.But Feng Yiming Quan pretended not to know about this, so he sat down on his own, and continued: "But Master Su must also be aware of my situation. I am now being closely monitored by Xue Zhi and the others, and they know every move. I can’t help Master Su any more.”

Su Cen thought in his heart that you would be thankful if you didn't cause trouble for me. He poured a cup of tea and handed it over to someone. He stopped being polite and said bluntly, "Then let's talk about the case."

Feng Yiming frowned and moved his wrist a few times, and said impatiently, "Didn't I say everything in my notebook?"

Su Cen rolled her eyes in her heart, what you said was like a delusion, who can understand?He said patiently: "The ones who died on the post road were all private salt dealers, right? So who wants to kill them? The salt merchants or... the government?"

Feng Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Cen: "What about the government? What do you want to do?"

Su Cen frowned slightly and pursed her lips unconsciously.If it was really done by the government, he really can't do anything to those people.Selling private salt is a crime. Although the government did not go through the proper channels of trial, at most it would be fined for a few months of salary, which is of no importance to them.

Feng Yiming smiled softly, and said: "It's not the government, but it's not the salt merchants either. The ones who killed them should be well-trained assassins, capable of killing them with one blow. And those who died were not the little ones below, but the These big salt smugglers have countless hidden clues in their hands, and when they die, the people under them will naturally disperse if they can’t get the salt. Those assassins are very accurate, and someone should provide them with information.”

Su Cen frowned and thought: "Secret door?"

As soon as he came into contact with this case, he vaguely felt that this matter was not so simple. He always felt that there was a force behind it, and it was not only in Yangzhou, but even in the capital.

Feng Yiming smiled, unable to tell whether it was self-deprecation or frustration, "He even told you about the secret door."

Su Cen ignored the multiple meanings in the conversation, and continued: "Shengmen is begging for money, Dumen is an official, and Jingmen is in charge of assassination, so the secret door really got involved in the dispute between official salt and private salt. It’s really not shallow.”

Feng Yiming said: "Xue Zhi's gang are just a group of flies that smell the smell of copper, and the secret door doesn't like them. They used the salt merchant's money to help crack down on private salt dealers. If things get serious, they are afraid of getting burned, so they have no choice but to block the news and clean up the mess. Those who really colluded with the secret door should be people from the salt merchants."

"Salt merchant..." Su Cen thought, "Wang family and Jia family?"

"It's quite clear," Feng Yiming said, "But the one who needs the most attention is a man named He Xiao."

"Who is He Xiao?"

Feng Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Cen: "Don't you know everything?"

Su Cen rolled her eyes back, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Three years ago, the master of the Wang family chose a son-in-law for his parents and daughter with great fanfare in Yangzhou City. After thousands of choices, the one he finally chose was a scholar who failed the ranking—that scholar was He Xiao."

Su Cen nodded, it turned out to be the son-in-law of the Wang family that Wang Er mentioned.

Feng Yiming continued: "This He Xiao is not good at studying, but he is good at doing business. The reason why the price of salt in Yangzhou City is ridiculously high is because of this He Xiao. Three years ago, the Wang family and the Jia family were still powerful. In the same situation as water and fire, the two families are fighting against each other, and there is still a check and balance on the price of salt, but after He Xiao came, he did not know what method he used to make the two families reconcile and drive up the price of salt together. He Xiao can't get away with it."

Su Cen didn't have any worries when he heard this, instead he smiled lightly and said, "This person can mobilize the secret door to help him, so he must have a lot to do with the secret door. If I can get evidence of the collusion between the salt merchant and the secret door, it is The serious crime of treason is enough for them to hand over the salt order. As long as the biggest salt merchant pays, the rest will follow suit."

"It's easy to think," Feng Yiming snorted coldly, "If it was that easy, would I still have to wait until now?"

Su Cen gave him a look: You are stupid.

Feng Yiming pretended not to see it, and smiled meaningfully at Su Cen: "Oh, I forgot to tell Mr. Su that this He Xiao has a life-long relationship with the shopkeeper Su of Yutai Tea Shop. Before doing anything, Mr. Su may as well Say hello to your elder brother first."