Hard to be a good wife

The North Vietnamese envoy was killed and the post house was burned. The news spread throughout Yecheng in an instant. The people applauded and some were angry.

After all, at the time of the peace talks between the two countries, such extreme behavior may cause the peace talks to fail, and ordinary people certainly do not like war, but they are more or less hostile to the North Vietnamese in their hearts. It is inevitable that a North Vietnamese envoy will be happy in their hearts. .

At the court, the King of Southern Jin issued a clear order, requiring Xue Tingwei to solve the case within ten days. Facing the aggressive North Vietnamese envoys, the King of Southern Jin could only appease them first. As for the conditions imposed by the other party, he did not agree at all.

"The matter has not yet been settled, and no one knows who the murderer is. It is too early to ask for compensation." The King of Nanjin said holding back his anger.

"The person died in the Southern Jin Dynasty. The murderer must be you from the Southern Jin Dynasty. The investigation must be carried out, but the compensation must not be small. Otherwise, even if there is another war, we North Vietnam will never tolerate it."

The King of Southern Jin was too lazy to talk to them, so he left them to Prince Zhao to appease them, and took several ministers to the imperial study to discuss state affairs.

Prince Zhao walked in front of those clamoring envoys, and sneered with the corners of his lips: "War? Okay, I will accompany you anytime!"

After speaking, he walked directly through the envoys and walked out of the hall, not paying attention to them at all.

The North Vietnamese envoy was so angry that he jumped and pointed at Prince Zhao's back and stammered for a long time, but he couldn't say anything threatening.

Prince Zhao was notorious in North Vietnam, and the envoys did not dare to confront him directly.

After Wang Zixian and others left, they gave one of the North Vietnamese envoys a wink, and then walked out of the hall.

Outside the palace gate, Xue Tingwei hurriedly walked, his brows were tightly furrowed. In just one night, he felt that his hair had turned gray.

"Really, I'm so lucky to die, but I just died at this stall. Which bastard did it? If I catch him, I have to skin him..." Mr. Ting Wei muttered for a while, but didn't listen. Someone called him from behind.

A civil servant walking beside him hastily pushed him, met the other party's glaring eyes, and smiled: "Lord Xue, His Royal Highness is calling you."

Xue Tingwei's complexion changed, he squeezed out a smile and turned around. As expected, he saw Prince Zhao walking towards him, only looking directly at him.

He hastily bent over and made a bow, "Your Highness, forgive me. I was thinking about how to solve the case. I was restless and neglected."

Prince Zhao walked up to him, waved his hands, and said kindly: "Your Excellency is busy with business, it's okay."

Xue Tingwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his smiling face and asked, "I don't know what orders your Highness has?"

"I've already understood the details of last night's case. I heard that the one who died was the chief envoy of North Vietnam?"

"Isn't it? Hey...it's not good for the thief to kill anyone, but he just killed the most important person. I heard that the chief envoy's official position in North Vietnam is not low."

This is nonsense, and it is impossible for those with low official positions to be sent out to lead peace talks.

Prince Zhao looked indifferent, "Death is death, but the case still needs to be investigated. Do you have an idea?"

Xue Tingwei shook his head with a bitter face, "The officer went to the scene to investigate last night, but he couldn't find any clues. We can only start with the cause of the fire in the posthouse."

"There are only ten days, are you sure?"

"You can only do your best." Xue Tingwei frowned, with an expression on his face that he was about to die.

Prince Zhao nodded and comforted him, "This case is indeed a bit difficult, and the clues can only be found at the scene. You can search every house to see if you can find any useful information. If there are not enough people , Gu can help."

Hearing Prince Zhao's words, Xue Tingwei was moved, "Thank you Your Highness, Your Majesty ordered the guards to help, there are enough manpower."

This encounter seemed to be just a casual question from Prince Zhao, Xue Tingwei only felt relieved and deeply felt His Highness's generosity and kindness.

"Let's go, let's go to the posthouse again." Xue Tingwei led the people straight to the scene of the fire and murder, and ordered people to search from room to room.

The adjutant saw his search in such a big way, and asked suspiciously: "My lord, why did you search every customer? It seems that the assassin didn't even enter the gate." What clues can we find by searching like this?

Xue Tingwei waved his hand, "Anyway, I don't have a clue, so I can only mess around."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several yamen servants coming out of the house, all holding things in their hands.

Xue Tingwei flipped through them casually, and found that they were all brought by the North Vietnamese envoys as a salute, including gold, silver and jade objects, as well as clothes, shoes and socks, apparently left behind when they fled last night.

Anyway, these things must be returned in the end, and even doubled, so they are not in a hurry.

Xue Tingwei sighed, "Register everything and send it to them as soon as possible."

"Here." The adjutant also thought of this matter, and hurriedly took over the work.

Seeing that he couldn't find any useful clues, Xue Tingwei stood in the messy courtyard and looked up at the sky, silently praying to God to strike the murderer to death with a bolt of lightning.

"Okay, there is nothing to look for. Send someone out to ask who passed by the neighborhood last night. Anyone who gives will be rewarded ten gold."

I only hope that someone will provide clues under the reward.

He lifted his foot and was about to leave when he heard the adjutant call him, "My lord, go slowly..."

"Huh?" Xue Tingwei looked back at him.

I saw the adjutant striding over with a box in his hand, sweating profusely.

"What's the matter?"

"Look at this..." The adjutant opened the box and handed the things to Xue Tingwei.

Xue Tingwei picked up a jade seal and looked at it. It was a high-quality chicken blood stone, but it hadn't been engraved yet, so it was obviously a new purchase.

"What's the problem with these things?" Although the things are good things, they belong to the North Vietnamese, and he dare not be ambiguous.

He and his adjutant did not do this kind of thing when they were usually investigating cases. They thought that the other party wanted him to accept the things, and they were immediately annoyed.

"Put things back without looking at what's going on now, how dare you take them?"

The adjutant shook his head, "No, my lord, take a closer look, these things are weird."

"Oh?"

"Look, does one of these jade pendants look familiar? There is also that begonia-colored red hairpin. There are no women in the envoy group. What do they bring this for? And do you think it looks familiar?"

"It's really..." The things in this box seem familiar, as if they have seen it somewhere.

The adjutant had a better memory than him, and reminded: "Look at the corners of these things..."

"Hiss... This, this is something in the palace..." Damn, these North Vietnamese bastards dare to take things from the palace?

"Think about it carefully, has the king ever rewarded this group of people?"

"No, absolutely not. Your Majesty sees that they are disgusted, so how can you give them rewards?"

"Then these..." Xue Tingwei and the adjutant looked at each other, "Go, take your things, let's go find those bastards, if you don't explain it to me, they won't even think about leaving Yecheng!"

A group of people aggressively went to find the North Vietnamese envoy, and when the news was sent back to the Prince's Mansion, Tang Yue was relieved.

"I'm afraid it's hard to involve Wang Zixian based on just a few things. Didn't you say that they went to the Third Prince's Mansion again at noon today?"

Wang Dingjun nodded, "I wonder what Mr. Lang will do next?"

"Master Xue will definitely lose two people if he goes at this time. You can ask him to remind him, let him follow the two messengers who are not present to check their whereabouts, and then arrange for someone to provide him with some clues, let him focus on the Third Prince's Mansion."

Wang Dingjun grinned, "In this way, with the pearls and jade in front of us and the evidence of their relationship, then Wang Zixian might not be able to escape the charge of being in close contact with the envoy, but can he be brought down just like this? "

Tang Yue took a sip of tea and said, "The point of this matter is Your Majesty. How do you think Your Majesty will feel when he hears such news?"

"Then we have no evidence to charge the third prince. It is obviously not enough to have close contacts."

"That's just a gamble. I think Beiyue and Wang Zixian must have reached some kind of agreement. As long as there is an agreement, there will be a token. As long as this can be found out, Wang Zixian will definitely die."

The corner of Wang Dingjun's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but strike: "Mr. Lang, this is all your guess." If you guess wrong... the whole plan will be in vain.

"But we didn't lose anything, did we?" There will be a next time if we don't succeed this time, and there will be a next time if we don't succeed this time. Who stipulated that he must kill Wang Zixian this time?

Wang Dingjun chuckled, "You're right!" It's so right!

They only used a box of jewelry and jade to bring disaster to Wang Zixian. This strategy is really clever. This princess is really not a good person, and they are usually mistaken.

Or... is this the black who is close to the ink?