Placid Chang'an

All of a sudden, the crowd fled in all directions, and everyone retreated after hearing that there was an assassin. Su Cen's mind went blank for a moment, and when he realized it, he had already rushed to the front of the imperial court against the flow of people, and saw the man sitting in the sedan chair in full health It was a sigh of relief.

The little emperor was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears.

It was only then that Su Cen realized that there was a smell of burnt flesh in the air, and the people surrounded by the Habayashi Army were vaguely humanoid.

The Empress Dowager Chu was obviously also frightened, her face turned blue, and she let the little emperor cry for a while before remembering to send someone to hug the little emperor to comfort him.

It seemed that the sacrifice would not last this day, the orphans and widows were all terrified, and for a while the whole scene was supported by Prince Ning.Li Shi frowned at the crying little emperor, waved his hand and said, "Escort Your Majesty back to the palace."

After the imperial driver was escorted away by the Yulin Army, Su Cen stepped forward, saluted Li Shi and said, "My lord."

Li Shi got off the sedan chair, and accompanied by Su Cen, he walked to the charred body.The fire has been extinguished, but the smoke has not completely dissipated, and the corpse can be vaguely seen curled up, the flesh and flesh on the body is basically burned, and even a small piece of burnt black leg bone can be seen.The deceased's mouth was wide open, and it could be seen that he was in pain when he died.

Su Cen frowned, "Is this man burned alive?"

"In full view, so many people have seen it, so it's impossible to pretend that he was burned to death." Li Shi gently covered his mouth and nose with a square handkerchief, "The question is why he didn't burn early or late, but he died on the day of offering sacrifices. Before the Son of Heaven."

Li Shi took two steps back and turned around to order: "Call me the people from the Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Punishment, Taichang Temple, Dali Temple, and Jingzhao Yamen."

The relevant personnel had been waiting outside for a long time, and when they were summoned by Li Shi, they rushed over and knelt on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Matters related to offering sacrifices to heaven were assisted by the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Temple. The head of the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Shaoqing were shaking like chaff. The Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture was naturally to blame for this kind of incident among the crowd watching the ceremony.Prince Ning was very imposing, and he hadn't spoken yet. Just standing there, everyone was too angry.

"Who will give me an explanation?"

Li Shi twitched his fingers, walked slowly in front of the crowd, condescendingly looked down at the ministers who buried their heads like quails, and couldn't help laughing, "Whoever's head is lower will be fine, right?"

Before the ministers raised their heads, Prince Ning shook his sleeves, and the king burst out with arrogance: "In front of the people in the city, the royal family has lost all face. Tell me who will take the responsibility?!"

The servant of the Ministry of Rites, who was swept away by his sleeve, slumped on the ground, then quickly got up and knelt down again, "Your Majesty, calm down, I deserve death for my crimes!"

All the people kowtowed together: "The minister deserves ten thousand deaths for his crimes!"

The deputy commander of the forbidden army stepped forward and said: "The identity of the deceased has not been verified yet. I don't know if there are any accomplices. Please return to the palace for a while to avoid any accidents."

Li Shi's face was as cold as a cold river, he glanced at the man coldly, and immediately dared not speak any more.

In the end, it was Su Cen who braved the thousands of miles of freezing cold and leaned forward, cupped his hands and said: "The safety of the prince is the most important thing. His Majesty has to be comforted by the prince. It will take time to check the truth here. As soon as there is a clue about the matter, it will be the first time." Tell the prince."

Only then did Li Shi's expression soften, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's leave this matter to Dali Temple. In three days, I need to know who this person is, what his purpose is, whether he has any accomplices, and why he was there on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven." Burn to death in front of the emperor."

Everyone immediately said yes.

After Li Shi left, these people supported each other to stand up, their underwear was soaked through in the cold winter months.The servant of the Ministry of Rites barely stood still, and Taichang Shaoqing helped him to stop.

Everyone showed gratitude to Su Cen, and then turned to show sympathy to Zhang Jun.

Only Zhang Jun looked like he had eaten Coptis chinensis, and silently greeted the eighteen generations of Su family ancestors.

This little ancestor is really capable, and he took such a big job for Dali Temple with a casual opening of his mouth.What's the matter with this sweet jujube, it's so stupid to move up, the Ministry of punishment and the Jingzhao Yamen are all kneeling here, why are they being quails one by one!

It's not him who dares to take the blame and receive the punishment when the time comes.

three days?What can be found in three days?

Not even a hair can be found!

Just as I was about to go back to find the little ancestor for a theory, I saw that the person had already gone to the corpse.

"Su Cen, stop!" Seeing that everyone had left, Zhang Jun yelled at Su Cen's back.

Su Cen turned around, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jun rushed forward angrily, looked at Su Cen with a calm expression, lifted his breath to his chest and swallowed it forcefully, and finally discussed helplessly: "Ancestor, do you know what this case is? The assassination in front of the imperial court can't be handled well." I'm going to lose my head! Can you say hello in advance before you take on a case next time, at least give me a chance to resign and return home?"

Su Cen looked at Zhang Jun innocently, "Isn't the case of the imperial assassination under the jurisdiction of Dali Temple?"

As soon as Zhang Jun thought about major cases in Beijing, especially those related to the royal family, the Dali Temple should indeed be in charge. Su Cen's actions are understandable... Zhang Jun was almost fooled by this little bastard again, With a heartbroken face, "This is not a matter of who cares. There are assassins among the audience, and the Jingzhao Yamen has to be responsible. They dare not speak up. Why should we stand out? No matter how bad it is, we have to be dragged to the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Metropolitan Procuratorate." The third division will save you, have you let our Dali Temple take the blame for you?"

While listening to Zhang Jun's complaint, Su Cen noticed that two people were talking quietly. One of them must have seen the situation at that time, and his words were quite exaggerated. The ground caught fire at once, and if it was just sleeves, it would be extinguished by throwing the fire, but the fire came very fast, and the whole person was on fire in a blink of an eye, and then the person rushed out, rushing to the little emperor , After a while, people burned out.

Finally, the man lowered his voice and said: "This is God's punishment, otherwise, what fire can burn so fast, the sky will send down the sky fire to warn the world, we Da Zhou will suffer disaster!"

Hearing a light cough, Su Cen came back to his senses, and forced a smile on Zhang Jun's livid face: "It's not necessarily a pot, isn't there still three days left?"

"Three days? Even if you pack your bags and leave quickly, you won't be able to leave Gyeonggi for three days. Are you still counting on three days to solve the case?"

"I'll explain it to the prince in three days." Su Cen patted him on the shoulder, "I'll have two and a half days left if my lord continues."

"You," Zhang Jun knew that the nine cows would not be able to pull back what the ancestors believed, and sighed, "You heard it just now. No matter what the truth is about this matter, the most important thing is to stabilize people's hearts. You You have to keep the face of the royal family, and you have to give an explanation to the people of the world. This is the most difficult part. In the past three days, the whole Dali Temple is at your disposal, and you can order anything at any time."

"Thank you for your reminder, my lord. I really have something to ask." Su Cen looked at the burnt black corpse not far away, "I need a job right now."

The newcomer is named Ning Santong. It is said that he is the nephew of the old fellow who just returned to his hometown. Wearing a white robe, with elegant eyebrows and raw skin and tender flesh, it's okay to write poems with a pen to tease girls, but it doesn't look like someone who can be autopsyed at all.

Su Cen frowned, what did Zhang Jun find?

Sure enough, the man lifted the scorched corpse's chin with a handkerchief to look at it, then picked off the almost burned clothes on the corpse, and stood up after a while. The first thing he did was to find a piece of paper. The wet handkerchief first wiped his hands from the inside out.

Su Cen stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

The man didn't lift his head, he was wiping his fingers carefully, and said casually, "It was burnt to death."

Su Cen: "..."

Master Su looked unhappy, and asked coldly: "What else?"

Ning Santong noticed the innocence in the words, raised his head, and smiled at Su Cen's cold face, "Oh, and the deceased was a man."

Su Cen: "..."

Su Cen turned around to leave, but Ning Santong finally stopped wiping his hand, grabbed Su Cen's wrist, and said with a smile: "I know you, you are the champion of the new department who has solved several big cases, I admire Master Su already." It's been a long time, but it took a lot of effort to come here and see Mr. Su's demeanor."

Su Cen didn't like to be in contact with people, frowned and pulled his hand back, without turning his head, he said to the servant at the side, "Tell Mr. Zhang, bring me another person."

"It doesn't matter whoever comes here," Ning Santong followed slowly, "This is the only thing this corpse can tell me here. I can tell you the rest after I take the corpse home and study it carefully."

Ning Santong moved closer to Su Cen's ear, "Master Su doesn't want me to cut people open on this street, does he?"

Su Cen frowned and turned his head, "How long will it take?"

"Tomorrow morning."

Su Cen nodded, "I'll find you in the mortuary tomorrow morning."

"By the way, Lord Su," Ning Santong called out from behind, "I have something here that may help you find out the identity of the deceased."

Su Cen turned around slightly, and saw that what Ning Santong was holding was a blackened jade pendant.