Clam Pearl

If anything happens, it depends on whether you are dedicated or not. The Duke of Wei's mansion was wiped out. Such an unstable force has twisted all the sects and classes in Shangjing into a single rope.

This case must be broken!It must be broken!It must be broken!

In this way, from everyone being terrified, to asking everywhere, to the passing of time day by day, in the blink of an eye, it will be a month...

Recently, Lord Jinshan has been sick and stays out of the house. He expresses his dissatisfaction to His Majesty the Emperor in this way.

There is no way, after coming to Beijing for so many years, even though he was asked to grant the study of emperors to his three sons without prejudice, he thought that King Yan, a child of a concubine, was nothing more than studies of emperors. It is the affairs of that fiefdom, which is simply trivial, so it is said that they are treated equally, and Jin Shanzhu has weighed it in his heart. Love, after so many years, the children of the two palaces of the abolished king can be considered to be grown up by him, and he took care of them. Lord Jinshan also has a measure of the third generation of emperors.

But who would have thought of it!Hulala everything toppled over?

What is he?Is this just playing with Jinshan today?Isn't he afraid of historical records and comments from later generations?

Now the master of Jinshan is not young. Thinking about the previous generations of masters on Jinshan, the most inconspicuous of them all have the achievements of educating a monarch. How could it be his turn to fail?

Master Jinshan is full of depression, and under the despair of all thoughts, it is inevitable that he will be hit and become ill.

He really can't see it, the apprentices and grandchildren he brought out, and now how many years have passed, they are not used or relied on today!If he hadn't educated the two kings in the past few years, with Lord Jinshan's old eyes, he would have seen the clues long ago.

It's all right now, there is no such happy match between Mingjun and Jinshan's monarchs and ministers in the history of the government. The most disgusting thing is that the Ningjun King used some method to kidnap his disciples and grandchildren. Now, his family The kids suddenly looked at Qian!

this!What's the point?

The fact that Duke Wei's family was exterminated once again touched a certain nerve of Lord Jinshan. The old man suppressed his discomfort, ordered someone to support him, and went to the Bingmasi Yamen in Wucheng.

He thought, he must have a heart-to-heart talk with the former King of Yan and now the crown prince, Zhao Yuanxiu, and speak his mind.

Speaking of which, he had dealt with this prince before, just because this prince was a concubine, Lord Jinshan taught him more things to cultivate his temperament, and Zhao Yuanxiu liked to play around, and his personality was not that hardworking, so Even in the piano class, he fished for three days and posted on the net for two days.

When he had something to attend to class, he would bring some messy things to class. Zhao Yuanxiu, the director of Jinshan, had hidden a lot of things in his sleeves, such as snacks, dried meat, cats, orioles, story books, puppies... In short, He never had an empty sleeve.

At that moment, what is your attitude?According to Jin Shanzhu, he basically regarded King Yan as transparent, he didn't talk or scold, he didn't reprimand...

Now that I think about it, maybe... King Yan probably already knew where he was going... Thanks to his old eyes, there is no one in his life, and now, he really wants to dig out the two beads with one hand, and then crush them Yes!

He was blind, so what if he died?

Tomorrow, I will see the mountain masters of all dynasties again, he can't explain it anymore!

Recently, every time Jin Shanzhu thinks about it, he wants to cry but has no tears...

Lord Jinshan arrived early that day, and it was almost the end of the day. He was not allowed to enter the compound where the case was heard, so he was supported to sit in a side room and waited.

Waiting for this time, he thought a lot. Their Jinshan was built hundreds of years ago, and most of the knowledge passed down to his generation is the art of emperors. , Jishi, etc. do not need to be listed in detail.

For the two abolished kings, Jin Shanzhu believed that he did his best, and he also observed King Yan in detail at that time. To be honest, the talents of the two abolished kings are much better than those of Yan Wang. If you don't rely on him, Master Jinshan made a mistake and made a wrong move. His move is somewhat similar to Hu Ji, thinking that one of the two deposed kings can make it.

Now, there is no news of the abolished king being dispatched to the remote southern region, and Jinshan Lord thought, even if he is abolished as an old bone, he still has to teach the prince a knowledge, so he can't break Jinshan's hundreds of years of inheritance.

What are you going to teach the prince?Lord Jinshan was a little confused. He carefully studied the experience of the crown prince Zhao Yuanxiu. Zhao Yuanxiu was born as a concubine in his early years and was enlightened by the eunuchs in the palace. After that, he was only raised according to the general education of a prince. Among them, the courses were mostly to relieve boredom and cultivate his temperament The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, related to imperial studies, on the surface, the prince has never studied any of them, and he has never studied political science 24.

But it is such a prince, after the present day took him to deal with the government affairs, Lord Jinshan was surprised to find that the prince is a very interesting person, when he stood there, the courtiers realized, oh, this is what the prince should be In some ways, he is the prince, the future emperor, he can afford it and live in it.

It has been so long now, there is nothing in the court that can make things difficult for the prince. The most important thing is that the prince is a gentle and good-natured person, especially able to understand the embarrassment of ministers from small things. In short, ministers I prefer dealing with the prince,

How did such a person grow up?Lord Jin Shan couldn't help but think of the person standing quietly behind the prince, Ning County King Gu Zhao.

Others can't see it, but he knows how to do it. Although Lord Jinshan is kind on the surface, in the interior, Lord Jinshan is very opposed to Gu Zhao, because Gu Zhao has set up a thing that completely violates Jinshan's political system in the seven counties of Juehu.

That’s right, Lord Jinshan thinks so. His ancestors have collected and practiced it for many years. Those are all learned from the emperor’s experience for thousands of years. He has been waiting to see a joke for a long time. The momentum has become huge, and now the seven counties have just opened three and a half counties, and the annual tax revenue alone tops [-]% of the national treasury's income.

The matter of money is a trivial matter. The most unacceptable thing is that wherever there are people, natural disasters and man-made disasters cannot be avoided.

But after so many years, natural disasters and man-made disasters have occurred in all seven counties. However, the affairs of the seven counties were quickly digested internally before the imperial court. First, they allocated money and goods from the seven counties. This time, the whole six departments were very passive, and they had to cheer up. They did things very neatly, and they didn't dare to pass any embarrassing words to Yuqian.

What is wrong there?Master Jinshan can't figure it out?Could it be that the ancestors were wrong?If Jinshan's lineage is broken in his generation, he will die without redemption...

Lord Jinshan coughed a few times, and looked out the door eagerly, he beat his chest, his face was calm, but his heart was in a mess, and the numbness was entangled until someone shouted three times outside the door, and he slowly helped him. Standing up with a stick...

"His Royal Highness is on mission! His Royal Highness is on mission! His Royal Highness is on mission..."

The sound of footsteps could be heard in the courtyard. Master Jinshan went to the door to have a look, but saw officials all over the courtyard, officials dispatched from the Ministry of Punishment and the Wucheng Military Division, standing in three rows, silently. They all waited in the yard with their hands tied.

Lord Jinshan leaned against the door and watched, knowing in his heart that the crown prince already has the respect and power from the heart of the ministers, it is too late after all...

Thinking of this, Lord Jinshan coughed vigorously, and after a short cough, someone beside him gently supported him, patted his back, and asked softly, "Why did the old man come out?"

Master Jinshan panicked, fearing that the prince would dislike him as an old man, so he coughed even more severely.

Prince Zhao Yuanxiu supported Master Jinshan with a concerned expression. Seeing that the old man was coughing hard and some phlegm was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he took out his handkerchief from his sleeve to help the old man put it on and wiped it.

Master Jin Shan was in a hurry, and wanted to speak, but gasped for breath.

Zhao Yuanxiu hurriedly comforted: "Don't be in a hurry, it's a big deal, I'll wait for you today."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the officials over there retreated quietly again.

After the old man finished coughing, Prince Zhao Yuanxiu helped him to the office room in the backyard. His room was not big. On one side was a newly installed bookcase to store files, and on the other side was an Arhat couch for resting. The couch was covered with cotton cloth. Mattresses, soft pillows, Kang tables.

The wall opposite the middle of the room was covered with a large black cloth, with a seal on the edge of the cloth, and under the cloth were office desks and chairs. On the table were neatly arranged pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as some files.

After helping Lord Jinshan into the room, Zhao Yuanxiu moved out his chair with a backrest for Lord Jinshan to sit on, and said: "Your old general will just leave it here, this is a temporary yamen, there is nothing superfluous."

Master Jin Shan didn't dare to talk, but Zhao Yuanxiu said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite to me. Earlier, I learned Erqin from you for two days. Anyway, you are my half-teacher! It's rare that you miss me, so don't worry. Come to see me, the weather has been raining for several days and you are not comfortable, so just let me sit on this cushioned seat? You are doing me harm! It is not good to spread the word!"

After Zhao Yuanxiu finished speaking, he winked at Lord Jinshan like he was avoiding playing the piano when he was a child.

Master Jinshan felt sore in his heart, felt that he had treated the true Buddha slowly, and saw Zhao Yuanxiu's sincere attitude, not calling him alone but talking about me, and saying that he was a half-master, and suddenly a long breath was squeezed out of his heart, and his comfort doubled guilty.

Not long after sitting down, without waiting for greetings, a small official came into the room with a brazier and placed it directly at Lord Jinshan's feet.

Lord Jinshan hurriedly refused, saying that he would be carried by the prince, but Zhao Yuanxiu took off his outer robe, revealing a neat golden embroidered dragon jacket underneath, and threw the outer robe on the Arhat couch, Zhao Yuanxiu came over with a torch The pliers turned the charcoal and saw that the charcoal was red, and then he smiled with satisfaction and said:

"This is for you. I'm young and full of energy! Besides, people don't come to this house often, and it's been a few days of spring rain. You have a spring cough, and you are most afraid of the cold! In this way, you always bake first, I... Go to work, if I have any difficulties, I will ask you, can you give me some pointers? Okay?"

Lord Jinshan was even more joyful, clapping his palms and nodding repeatedly: "If the prince has any troubles, the old man is here, you can just ask."

Zhao Yuanxiu nodded with a smile, turned around and walked to the wall behind the seat, first checked the side pins of the seal, and saw that the seal was correct, then tore off the black cloth, and immediately, a large list of character relationships was revealed.

On this relationship table, people are divided into left and right. The name on the top on the left is Emperor Tianshou, and the name on the lower right is Geng Cheng, the Duke of Wei.

The white cloth on which the name is written is very thick, and there are about twenty layers of hanging, just like curtains threaded on a thread, and it is very convenient to pull back and forth.

After the cloth cover was pulled away, Zhao Yuanxiu picked up a file on the table and started flipping through it.

Master Jin Shan originally thought that since it was a copywriting, it was natural that all suspects should be detained for interrogation, beaten and frightened.

He sat for a while, but felt that the small courtyard was as quiet as if there was no one there. The loudest noise was his coughing, which was heard one by one and returned by the wall over there, bang!bang bang...

In other words, the case of Geng Cheng has been around for a month now, and the city gates were sealed for a day on the day of the incident, and then there was a big funeral. No matter how difficult and angry the higher-ups are, in short, Emperor Tiancheng Zhao Chunrun reiterated again and again The meaning is, do not disturb the people, handle the case quickly.

Moreover, this case did not embarrass the minister, he just turned his head and asked his son, are you going?

Then the prince accepted the errand without a word of nonsense.

Now the prince's way of doing things is already familiar to the ministers, it is neat and direct, simple and effective, and it is hard to be a man if you don't like it...

Ever since the crown prince took over the case, there has never been any sign of arresting people for questioning in the middle of Beijing. It is inevitable for outsiders to inquire everywhere if they don’t know. But the strange thing is that they can’t find out any information, only the relationship with the Duke of Wei. of people are called in for questioning every day.

Different from the past, interrogation is interrogation. On the same day of interrogation, people are released on the same day. There is no embarrassment, no detention, no interrogation, no evil, and even the gentlemen who interrogate are gentle and gentle.

It took a few days for him to go to Beijing to settle down safely.

The folks are like this, but the people in the court understand that this is nothing but looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside. Since the crown prince took over this matter, all the yamen related to criminal law in Beijing have been highly nervous and are ready to be dispatched at any time.

In addition, 30 capable passers-by were dispatched temporarily from all over the country, and there were also expert investigators recruited from seven counties and government offices in various places in eight hundred miles on the night of the incident. These officials came from all directions within a month. Enter Beijing secretly.

Zhao Yuanxiu took the new case file and summed it up for a while, then pushed away the cloth on the wall, revealing the scene in King Jibei's house, and ordered the outside: "Let's start..."

Not long after, more than a dozen people came in from outside the door and began to report the situation one by one.

The reason why King Jibei was investigated, although it was kept secret at this time, Lord Jinshan still knew about it, because the first emperor's first line of red, because King Jibei fell from the roof of his home the day before the incident.

The king of Jibei is still in a coma. The imperial doctor has already checked the pulse together, and the result is that one day the king of Jibei wakes up, and his brain is probably broken. Anyone who has been in a coma for such a long time will have something wrong with his brain.

If you don't count on the king of Jibei, then find a way to check it yourself.

In this way, today I started to investigate the servants of King Jibei's family. Some time ago, I started to investigate from his relatives, friends, old friends, new friends, enemies, and personal grievances, and today I started to investigate the servants...

Master Jin Shan watched quietly from the side, he had never seen such a way of handling a case.

For example, the cook of the royal family in Jibei, what year, month and day was this cook born, where did she stay, who can prove it?Where and when was it sold, and by whom?Who bought it?Who can prove that...

There are always traces of people in the world, so some slaves only have one volume, and some slaves are sold back and forth, so there are ten volumes and eight volumes of archives. The archives not only have detailed graphics, but even his own. The certifiers have pictures and pictures, and they are also looking for certifiers.

too thin, too thin...

This is an unprecedented way of handling a case. This way of handling a case makes Lord Jinshan feel terrible and fearful. He can already feel it now. This case will be solved sooner or later...

Is this the prince?The future monarch, the future of this country... At this moment, Lord Jinshan can already analyze Zhao Yuanxiu's style of doing things. He dares to predict that this is an unprecedented future monarch. He will be famous forever, this is the best Tei Cai...

At this moment, the old man became sad, and he also wondered, why didn't he see it before?

But he didn't know that Jinshan was only a few hundred years old in the end, but a summary of a thousand years.

But Zhao Yuanxiu's teacher, Gu Zhao, has lived in his heart for 5000 years!

A few days of spring rains have passed, and the surroundings of Shangjing are humid. This year, the spring rains came late and lasted for a long time. The folks all said that the Emperor of Heaven shed tears when he saw the injustice of the Duke of Wei. Maybe it was the Duke of Wei who was kind. Unable to bear God's anger, the Emperor of Heaven could only cry silently, and those tears were the continuous spring rain.

Early this morning, Feng Shang went out. He just led the donkey by himself. Two jars of wine were hung on the donkey, and he also carried a bag. The front and back of the bag were full of paper money, gold ingots, and silver. Ingot origami.Today is the whole month of Wei Guogong Geng Cheng's death, Feng Shang is going to burn paper for Wei Guogong.

Feng Shang is considered a suspect now, and his superiors ordered him to stay away at home, not to go anywhere, not to contact anyone, not to talk too much, not even to meet and talk to the servants at home.

Every day, meals and baths are prepared by others, and Feng Shang will go to eat and clean up by himself.

There is still an outsider living in his family. This person is a small official who is a soldier. The small official records everything Feng Shang eats, drinks, and says every day.

Yesterday, Feng Shang ordered people to go to the city to report, saying that the old Duke was one month old and he was going to Biluo Mountain to offer sacrifices.

Then, before dawn today, a fast horse came from the city and sent news:

allow!Hurry up!

In this way, Feng Shang went out before dawn, and he did not enter Shangjing to walk the road in the city, but walked around the city wall to the foot of Biluo Mountain, and the little official followed on horseback not far away.

When Feng Shang arrived at Debiluo Mountain, the road down the mountain was blocked. Feng Shang had no choice but to ask if there was any running water nearby, and the captain of Fengshan pointed him to a place.

In this way, Feng Shang rode a donkey slowly in the direction pointed by the captain. After half a stick of incense, he finally came to a secluded stream, and he began to burn paper money, burning, throwing, and Crying and whining.

The little official followed silently all the way until Feng Shang found a place where there was a huge cypress tree. He unloaded the wine jar under the tree and poured it into the stream... The little official had seen it for a long time. Impatient, I had to find a stone and sit down, look at the stream for a while, and look at Feng Shang for a while.

Feng Shang beat his chest and cried for a while, then took out the newly written sacrificial oration in his arms, cried and recited it three times, then came to the root of the cypress tree, burned the sacrificial text, and dug a big hole under the root of the tree with his bare hands. Put the ashes of the sacrificial oration into the cloth bag and bury it at the root. In this way, he finally finished his work, and the little official was also relieved.

But the little official didn't know that this night, in the dead of night, Feng Shang lit a candle in the bed, and took out another cloth bag dug out under the cypress tree from his cuff.

Inside this cloth bag is Yun Guang's suicide note...