Nanfei

Without waiting for all the powerful ministers who "worry about the country and the people" to wake up, Qi Zhan's complexion was frosty, and his expression was like ice, and he left the imperial study with his sleeves.

The atmosphere in the imperial study room was extremely quiet for a moment. If you were not in it, you would not be able to experience the dead silence that is so oppressive that it is difficult to breathe.

After a long time, the people, whose clothes were almost wet with cold sweat, woke up from the panic and looked at each other, each other's eyes were full of surprise. They obviously couldn't believe that the emperor who had always treated them kindly and courteously would go round and round in such a way. They all had no face, and looked down at the black and white writing all over the floor. Before they had time to recollect their feelings, they bent down to pick up the paper, and leaned forward to pick up the paper. They took a closer look, and took a step back in shock. Unsteady, the arm holding the paper trembled.

He unconsciously murmured to himself: "Yandai Xie Street runs from south to north, and there are massive thunderstorms buried deep underground in the entire street. If it explodes accidentally, half of the capital will be destroyed...".

The person next to him stared wide-eyed, his brows twisted into a "Chuan character", which could almost kill a big fly, and the corners of his mouth twitched endlessly: "This portrait of the suspect is a portrait of the suspect who asked many people who witnessed the murder scene. The picture of the gangster..." The murderer's appearance in the painting is really horrifying, and the two black eye sockets are like a bottomless pit, but no matter whether you look left or right, the portrait is clearly two skeletons with white bones. What's even more ridiculous is that the slightly shorter skeleton has a black veiled cap on its neck, and hides its entire head under the gauze, holding a bamboo stick on its long and pointed claws. It's cutting corners, so it's not a deliberate perfunctory in order to get rid of suspicion.

This man stared at the two skeletons for a long time, looking at the sky speechlessly. With these two piles of bones, the murderer could be brought to justice in the Year of the Monkey. .

The man snickered a bit stuffedly, covered his lips and gave two "cough coughs", and put on a terrified expression, "Hey, this suspect looks so vicious, no wonder he committed such a shocking murder."

The person next to him was holding a piece of paper in his hand, walked over with an extremely ugly face, and murmured: "Look, Zhou Panfei has committed so many things that both people and gods hate by virtue of his status as a foreign relative over the years, provoking troubles, provoking fights, picking trouble and other small troubles. Breaking around twice in three days, occupying civilian women, beating and killing people happens from time to time, such a cruel and dehumanized person with all five poisons deserves his death."

"..." Everyone glanced at the contents of the paper in their hands, and suddenly realized that the situation in each other's hands was completely different. They took a deep breath, stabilized their minds, gathered around, and exchanged views.

After exchanging with each other, everyone opened their mouths dry, and felt smoke coming from their throats, and their faces turned pale again.

"...".

If these crimes are true, if it is spread, it is unknown how much blood and rain will blow up in the capital and even the whole world, and how much panic will be caused. It is no exaggeration to say that it will cause a storm of thousands of feet.

Everyone tacitly stacked all the papers neatly, and silently put them back into the dark box.

As if this little black box was a thunderbolt, the tentacles were about to shatter into pieces.

Looking at each other, seeing the anger in each other's eyes, they were afraid of being uneasy, and they all lowered their heads, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and felt a little grateful for their old life.

If it is confirmed that this is indeed the case, everyone in the court will be unable to escape the word of death, and the first to bear the brunt must be them, the six high-ranking nine ministers, and the black hands behind the scenes hidden in the dark are certainly vicious and utterly devoid of conscience, but They are also to blame. Where did such a huge amount of thunderstorms come from, who did they go through, and which channels did they bypass the capital's defenses? Buried under Yandai Xiejie, the mastermind is planning when to use these thunderbolts that can put the entire capital in danger, on whom, or which group of people, or to kill them... ..., seek power to usurp the throne, and replace it. "

The more I thought about it, the more frightened my heart became, the colder my body became, and my whole body was drenched in an instant, and I could hardly stand up.

The frozen time became more and more unbearable, and there was silence in the imperial study room, and breathing could be heard.

Just when everyone thought that the emperor was angry, left and never returned, and imprisoned them here forever, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.

The stiff crowd twisted their necks, wept, knelt down and kowtowed, shouting long live.

The emperor who came against the light couldn't see his face clearly, but he was more majestic, upright and unpredictable than before.

Qi Zhan walked slowly into the imperial study room with his hands behind his back, walked in front of everyone, glanced at them one by one, and said coldly: "There is no need to say more about apologizing and resigning. This matter is related to the safety of the country. Why don't I want to see it today?" Everything I saw was just a nightmare. When I woke up, everything was the same as before. I don’t like bloodshed just like you, but I don’t want innocent people to live with me in a thunder mountain that can erupt at any time. In the sea of ​​fire, there is a muddle-headed death without a place of burial, this matter must be thoroughly investigated to find out the truth, so as to return the country to peace."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the expressionless emperor tremblingly. Somehow, they felt that the emperor's face, which was as cold as a thick layer of frost, seemed to ease up a bit, and the cold coercion around him also dissipated a bit.

Even so, they did not dare to ask the emperor to think twice before acting as usual, and they kept arguing and bargaining to "coerce" the emperor to compromise, so as not to expand the situation and cause shocks in the temple and the countryside.

My own life is so precarious, almost dying, how can I have the open-mindedness to be compassionate to the world,

Dozens of years of ups and downs in the officialdom, exhausted scheming and strategy, stepped on the shoulders of many people, and experienced many swords and swords before climbing to the current high position, displaying what he has learned all his life, unleashing the burden in his chest, and dying for the country and the people. It's just the appearance of going up to deceive the emperor and coming down to deceive the common people.

Maybe when I was just studying hard in the cold window, I was named on the gold list, and when I stepped into the officialdom, I had such a grand ambition to report to the court and serve the people. But in my current position, I still have a little bit of sincerity to seek the well-being of the people and be loyal to the country.

A hint of deep meaning flashed across Qi Zhan's eyes, and he glanced at the tearful crowd, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want anyone outside the imperial study to know what I saw and heard today, and those who violate it will be from the barbarians."

"...", is this the end?

How to check later?Who is going to find out and how to deal with it? Is it done in secret, or...

How come there is no explanation.

Everyone was puzzled and at a loss, Qi Zhan flicked his sleeves, turned around, raised his feet and walked non-stop. He walked in a crisp manner, and his movements were as beautiful as flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Kneeling in peace" is called by the eunuchs.

The footsteps seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the body seemed to be rescued from the ice cellar. I returned home in a daze, drank a bowl of cold soup, took a tranquilizing pill, and sat in the study thinking hard about this whole confusing thing. They sorted out a little bit of clues, and some family members hurried over to report that Jing Zhaoyin Zhang Boren was taken down by the Imperial Guards, dismissed from office on the spot, and thrown into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. They are leading the yamen to investigate the assassination of Zhou Panfei and the fire in Yandai Xie Street; Chengenhou Zhou Binghai has been deprived of the position of secretary of the household department, and the household department is temporarily supervised by the servant Liu Zhengming. A false title of Marquis, the outside of the Marquis of Chengen's Mansion is guarded by Imperial Guards, only people are allowed to enter, no one is allowed to go out, and those who want to come out need to be released with an order from above; the homeless people in Yandaixie Street are all resettled in Chaoyang Street, it is said that the entire Yandai Xiejie was bought by Sanxiaotang.

The servants retreated suspiciously. Today, the master’s expression is really strange, and his actions are also very strange. On the one hand, he ordered his family’s confidantes to quietly inquire about the movement of the capital. , the family law waiter, let out a sigh, the master's mind is really unfathomable.

Little did he know that the master of his family was also trying to figure out a person's thoughts and intentions. Zhang Boren was only a fourth-rank official, and this person didn't have much real ability. Hanwei, without a strong family behind him to rely on to support, it is simply as difficult as going to the sky to go further.

If he keeps his own place and is satisfied with the fourth-rank Jingzhaoyin official position, with his long-sleeved and smooth skills, it is not impossible for him to serve for three years, and he will be re-elected.

It's a pity that he lacks people's hearts, and he wanted to take advantage of Zhou Panfei's incident to establish a relationship with Cheng Enhou's mansion, and sell it to Duke Ningguo's mansion. What he did at both ends was even more contemptible. Instead of reaping the benefits, he took a life instead. Although he did not make a decision, he was not far from death.

Whether Zhang Boren died or not is not important, what is important is that the position of Jing Zhaoyin fell into the hands of Qiao Zizhao, and the deep meaning in this is worthy of careful scrutiny.

Cheng'enhou's Mansion originally relied on women to make a fortune. To put it bluntly, the ability is not as good as Zhang Boren's. Anyway, Zhang Boren started his fortune by "opening his mouth".

If it wasn't for the fact that he was a relative of the head of the state, he would not be able to climb up even if he borrowed an extra 100 years from God for his birthday with his meager skills.

It's just that I didn't expect him to be dismissed from the official position by the superiors, not because of his lack of ability and unbearable responsibility, but because he was completely implicated by the prodigal son of the family.

Self-cultivation, governing the family, governing the country and the world, even a mere child can’t be taught well, so what face is there to live in the temple, enjoy high-ranking officials and generous salary, pack up your bed early and go home to eat your own food, the emperor ordered him to rebuke him angrily, "Teaching children is useless, in vain For the honor of the head of the country."

This was a bit unexpected, and it made people feel regretful and shook their heads again and again.

This is where a son was born to carry on the family line, and it is clearly an evil ghost who came to collect debts.

Self-cultivation, governing the family, governing the country, and the world, even a son can't be taught well, so what face is there to live in the temple, enjoy the high salary of high officials, pack up your bed early and go home with the marquis to play and eat yourself.

Sending away a relative of the head of the state, and bringing in a relative of the emperor's uncle, this made it very difficult for the important ministers who were the assistants.

Not only are the emperors very guarded against the power of foreign relatives, but they are also afraid of the power of foreign relatives, and secretly bully them.

The old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum was full of entanglements and irritability, and suddenly he collapsed on the grand teacher's chair in dejection. Compared with the "Booming Thunder Case", all these are nothing worth mentioning.

Hiding such a big secret in my heart, it would be strange to be able to eat and sleep well, haggard and sophisticated, sighing, the emperor's methods became more fierce and thunderous, and his scheming became more and more hidden, an inexplicable thought flashed in my heart, once The emperor is a courtier.

In addition to being frightened, I can't help but panic.