Go back to ancient times to explore the case

"People in the world don't care about the truth, and they don't care who the murderer is. Within five days, whether you catch the real murderer or find a scapegoat, you have to hand over someone to me, to the capital, and to the world. Explain, do you understand?"

"I'm sorry for the teacher, I'm sorry for the Yan family."

"Five days, within five days, I will definitely find out the real culprit. If after five days, I can't find the murderer, I will ask the Ministry of Punishment myself."

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With the help of the system, Xie Yu'an completely saw the scene of the conversation between Emperor Yengan and Yan Qingchuan and the five-day appointment.

From their conversations, we can see that Emperor Yuanqian knew clearly that his father was not responsible for the theft of tax and silver, but in order to appease the people and stabilize his rule, he chose to sacrifice his father. Later generations Yan Qingchuan felt guilty.

Xie Yu'an vaguely sensed that it must be the emperor's arrangement for Yan Qingchuan to enter the Qingtian Division, otherwise how could the daughter of a criminal minister enter the court again.

"System, show me Master Yan's memory."

The system didn’t talk too much nonsense. The scene around Xie Yu’an was like watching the lights on a horse. First, the scene of Yan’s father hanging himself in prison to apologize, then Yan’s mother died suddenly, and then the emperor pardoned the remaining female family members of Yan’s mansion. Finally, the scene was frozen to Qing Tiansi six years ago.

At that time, the Qingtian Division was first established, and the drum for complaining of grievances at the entrance was still bright, and the stone lion was majestic. A girl held a heavy drumstick with two slender arms, and beat the drum with difficulty but tenaciously.

The sound of the drum was thick and melodious, each sound showed the girl's unwillingness and grievance, and it also fell on Xie Yu'an's heart.

This girl was none other than Yan Qingchuan whose family was ruined and only his younger sister was left alone.

At that time, she was only 17 years old. After the emperor pardoned her for her crimes, Prime Minister Sheng Huaimin brought her and her sister into the Prime Minister's Mansion, acting as elders to take care of the orphans of these two close friends.

But Yan Qingchuan couldn't accept the fact that her father died wronged anyway, and since then, she has embarked on the road of clearing up her father's grievances and rehabilitating the whole family of Yan's family.

Spring goes to summer solstice, autumn comes and winter goes, the four seasons rotate, Yan Qingchuan beats the drum of grievance in front of Qingtian Division every day, but no one pays any attention to her.

The speed of the picture became faster, and Xie Yu'an saw the green buds on the tree sprouting, white flowers falling all over the ground, and seeing the leaves turning yellow and floating in the air, the branches were bald and covered with white snow.

But the slender figure in front of the grievance drum was still standing there, with a thick layer of snow on her black hair and thin shoulders, but her straight spine could not be pressed down.

Xie Yu'an's throat was slightly choked, and when he almost couldn't help walking over there, the scene changed.

Gorgeous long flags and flower balls are hung everywhere in the capital, the avenues are clean and bright, and the common people are lined up on both sides of the road in an orderly manner, looking excitedly at the direction of the palace.

Today is Emperor Yuanqian's [-]th birthday, and it is the beginning of another year, so he decided to tour the capital and have fun with all the people.All of a sudden, with the sound of gongs and drums, a group of armored guards with long spears and guns lined up on both sides of the avenue in strict discipline. The emperor's imperial chariot slowly drove out of the palace, guarded by soldiers on tall horses at the front and rear.

In order to catch a glimpse of the emperor's face, the common people raised their toes and stretched their necks to watch, but in the crowd, a young girl watched all this silently, until the imperial chariot came to their side, she suddenly With a vigorous charge, he knocked away several people crowded in front of him, even tall and mighty soldiers, and suddenly fell in front of the imperial driver.

Xie Yu'an was terrified when he saw it, and suddenly understood what Ye He said at the beginning, "Sometimes the power of hatred is more amazing than love."

It was unwillingness, resentment, and resentment suppressed in her heart for the tragic death of her parents and relatives that made the general Yan Qingchuan break through the defense line of the guards with such a thin body, and appeared directly in front of Emperor Yuan Qian. She knew, Wanting to vindicate his father's grievances, only the emperor opened his mouth to reopen the old case, so that the case of the year can be brought back to the surface.

Before Yan Qingchuan had time to move when she fell to the ground, the surrounding soldiers had already surrounded her, with several long halberds resting on her neck.

"Who dares to stop Yujia!"

Yan Qingchuan raised his head slightly, following the scrutinizing gaze of Emperor Yuan Qian behind the yellow curtain.

"Grassman Yan Qingchuan, the daughter of Yan Zheng, the former minister of the Ministry of Industry, boldly implores His Majesty to reopen the tax and bank corruption case in Yuanqian 13 years."

There is no evidence, and the reason for rushing into the imperial court is only a lonely courage. If this kind of behavior is put on the current Yan Qingchuan, she will definitely not be so impulsive. , just a girl who was suddenly pushed out of the greenhouse to withstand the wind and rain.

The people around gradually came to their senses. Some people began to recall the tax bank corruption case that shocked the world two years ago. Because the tax bank was stolen, the court could only increase the tax. So the people who didn't know the truth blamed it on the culprit they thought The culprit even has a lot of dislike for the descendants of the Yan family.

"It's the daughter of that greedy and strict dog! How dare she show up!"

"Yes, it's her. If you catch her, no one in the Yan family should be spared!"

The crowd suddenly burst into loud noises, and after two years, the anger was ignited again.

Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore and said, "She's just a little girl, why should she bear the mistakes his father made?"

The rebuttal sounded immediately, "Who called her Yan Zheng's daughter! Don't you understand?!"

"Yes, she still dares to come out to call for injustice. What grievances does she have? Yan Zheng has pleaded guilty. What grievances can there be? The injustice is that the tax money paid by us ordinary people has fallen into the hands of these corrupt officials. , for them to eat, drink and enjoy themselves!"

The scene fell into chaos, until Emperor Yuanqian's furious "presumptuous!" sounded, the emperor gathered power, and the common people fell to their knees tremblingly, but the Dao, which was still noisy just now, fell into a strange silence.

"Take this person away." Emperor Yuan Qian gave an order, stopped the parade ahead of time, and the motorcade turned back to the palace.

Although Xie Yu'an knew that Emperor Yuan Qian would not do anything to Yan Qingchuan, he couldn't help but worry about it.

The screen then shifted to the third memory point. In the Mingluan Hall, Emperor Yuan Qian stared at Yan Qingchuan with dark eyes, and said in a flat tone: "You know that today's move will range from detention to death."

Yan Qingchuan looked directly at Emperor Yuan Qian, without any fear in his eyes, "If the death of Caomin can give father a chance to be wronged, even though he died, he still has no regrets."

Emperor Yuan Qian was silent for a moment, then said with a deep voice, "It's good that I don't regret it."

Yan Qingchuan knelt down again, with a resounding and forceful voice, "Caomin boldly implore Your Majesty to restart the thorough investigation of Yuanqian's 13-year tax and bank corruption case." As soon as the words fell, Emperor Yuanqian walked up to her, stretched out his hand to help her up "I still remember that when I was young, I hugged you as an infant at the teacher's house. The little dumpling carved in pink and jade at that time has now grown into a slim girl."

Yan Qingchuan was startled, the teacher Yuan Qiandi mentioned naturally refers to Father Yan.

Emperor Yuanqian retreated in front of the case, his majestic appearance showed a trace of weariness, "The teacher taught me when I was young, and then he helped me to ascend the throne by overcoming all opinions, helping me manage government affairs at the top, and comforting me at the bottom. Minxin, the teacher treats me...he is loyal, I always know it."

Yan Qingchuan was shocked and puzzled: "Then...why..."

"I am the son of heaven, the emperor, and the lord of a country. Sitting in this position, the people stare at me, the officials look at me, and the clansmen stare at me all the time. The evidence of the teacher's case back then is solid, and it coincides with the Northwest University Drought, refugees everywhere, the theft of tax and silver is like a heavy blow to Daqi, if no one comes out to take responsibility for this matter, the refugees riot, and the peasants revolt, it will not be the teacher who falls, but the whole Daqi.”

Emperor Yuan Qian closed his eyes, his eyes showed grief, "You think why the teacher didn't justify himself after the incident happened, it was because he knew the pros and cons of it, and he was willing to sacrifice for it."

Yan Qingchuan's eyes were red and his nose fluttered, but he couldn't speak a single word.Her father was willing to sacrifice himself for the stability of the world, but she didn't want her loyal and upright father to suffer eternal infamy.

"If you want to reverse the case for the teacher, you can only find out the real culprit behind the scenes. I have sent people to investigate privately these years, but they found nothing..."

Yan Qingchuan seemed to have found the only hope in her despair, she suddenly knelt down and said: "I implore Your Majesty to allow Caomin to enter the Qingtian Division and investigate the old case."

Emperor Yuan Qian pressed his brows, sighed slightly and said: "Come on, come on, since you are so persistent, then I will allow you, but this matter can only be investigated privately under the authority of Qing Tiansi, and you must be extra careful. The huge tax money that disappeared in the past is still missing today, and the people who stole it are extraordinary."

The picture gradually dimmed here, and the pictures around Xie Yu'an seemed to be falling off in colored pixels. She saw Yan Qingchuan entered the Qingtian Division, starting from the lowest level of patrolling, cock crowing, falling asleep in the early morning, hundreds of Day and night, every day.

Although Da Qiyun's daughters entered the official position, most of them were civil servants. It was rare for Yan Qingchuan to enter the official office and do such tiring things, and it was even rarer to be so diligent and hard-working.

At the beginning, everyone in Qingtian Division had some complaints about the daughter of the guilty minister, but after a long time, they were touched by her tenacious character.

There is a kind of person who is born to be a leader and possesses innate leadership ability, and Yan Qingchuan is such a person. In her second year in the Qingtian Division, when she was about 20 years old, she had He was promoted to the chief arrester of the second rank because of many major cases.

After cracking a corruption case, Emperor Yuanqian rewarded him as usual, and Yan Qingchuan wanted nothing else but to go back to the sealed-up Yan Mansion. In the same year, he moved back to his former home with his younger sister Yan Zi.

The formerly lively and warm Yan Mansion has long been dilapidated, but at any rate, her sister and her sister can still cling to each other, but they don't realize that the seeds of disaster have already been planted at this moment.

Yan Qingchuan was the chief arrester of the Qingtian Division. Naturally, many of the people he came into contact with were vicious criminals, and he offended many dark forces. Finally, at the end of the year, 16-year-old Yan Zi was taken away. Yan Qingchuan When they found her, she had been humiliated to death and abandoned in the wilderness.

It was raining heavily that day, Yan Qingchuan knelt on the ground, listening to the rumbling thunder, just like the night when she lost her parents, her life was completely shrouded in darkness.

Later, she personally took over the case, broke into the gangster's den alone, and captured the four men who killed Yan Zi alive. During the whole process, she was not as hysterical or angry as Xie Yu'an thought.

Yan Qingchuan was calm from the beginning to the end.

On the day of the execution, four men were pushed onto the execution platform. Yan Qingchuan stood in the first row and watched with his own eyes as the heads of the four men were chopped off with a beheading knife.

The still warm head rolled twice on the stage, and rolled to the position closest to her. Warm blood splashed on her face, but she didn't even blink her eyes, her dark pupils were stained with demon It was bright red, and those bright eyes completely turned into a dead and deep pool of water.

Xie Yu'an's breathing was heavy and her body was cold. She understood that Yan Zi's death at this moment had completely contributed to Yan Qingchuan's transformation.

That cheerful and bright girl in the past has finally turned into Yan Qingchuan, the Qingtian Secretary Shaoqing who is as cold as ice in the future.

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"The memory of the target person has been traced back. A total of [-] credits have been paid in advance, and a total of [-] credits are owed to the system. Please actively solve the case, promote the plot, and make up the credits."

"Shut up." Xie Yu'an's heart was beating fast, and she staggered into Yan Qingchuan's room. The room was dark and cold.

Yan Qingchuan never liked to warm up to the fire, and even resisted the feeling of warmth. She kept herself forever in that winter day when she lost everything.

Xie Yu'an walked slowly to the bed step by step, then knelt down on both knees, choked up and said to the hazy figure on the bed: "Master Yan..."

Yan Qingchuan woke up when she opened the door and came in. She turned around with a tired expression and a gentle voice, "What's the matter?" But after asking, she saw clearly the red corners of Xie Yu'an's eyes by the moonlight, and With the faint traces of tears on her face, she was taken aback for a moment, then half raised her body, and touched the corners of Xie Yu'an's eyes with slightly cool fingers, "Why are you crying?"