Chapter 322 The master asked me to bring you a message
Zhaoyamen.
Zhao Duan and Mo Chou parted ways and walked for a while before arriving at the Yamen.
Instead of going to the entrance of Lihua Hall, he walked straight into the Governor's Hall.
After crossing the threshold, the layout of the Governor's Hall is in the shape of a "pin", with Xiao Ma's office located in the "main seat" at the end.
The other two characters on the left and right refer to the "duty room" of the officials at the entrance of the hall.
In the middle is the patio, with a square "flower bed" filled with white stones standing in the middle.
"Zhao Jisi? Why are you here?"
At this moment, a group of Jinyi people in the duty room looked at him in surprise. Not only were they in the "office", but there were also two detectives who also came here, taking turns to be on duty at night.
Ma Yan was also in the room, hurriedly putting on his coat - he lived in the Yamen.
"Chen Yushi went to my house to inform Wang Chusheng. I couldn't let it go, so I came to take a look." Zhao Duan stepped into the room, briefly explained, and said:
"Do you know who killed him?"
Everyone shook their heads.
He said that he and others also gathered here after learning the news.
The case fell under the jurisdiction of the Three Laws Division and had nothing to do with the imperial office, but Ma Yan was worried that the empress would issue a temporary order tonight to mobilize Jinyi from the imperial office to do something.
That's why I waited patiently here, but it was obvious that a group of people were just sitting there.
Okay, the news is several versions behind mine... Zhao Duan complained and said seriously: "I have learned about new developments."
Ma Yan raised his head instantly, and everyone's eyes were also focused on him: "What's the progress?"
No one cares about the direction of this case or the outcome of the court game.
Zhao Duan said seriously: "On my way here, I accidentally bumped into Mo Zhaorong. She told me the news that Gao Lian is dead."
Then, he briefly described the encounter.
As expected, everyone's expressions changed after hearing this explosive news, and the clear night sky outside seemed to change suddenly.
"Dead...dead..." Ma Yan's long, thin and cold face was stunned for a moment, and then he stared at him: "You said Mo Zhaorong found out? She took people to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment?"
Zhao Duan spread his hands helplessly: "That's what she told me."
This kind of thing cannot be hidden, and as expected, the eyes of everyone in Jinyi changed, guessing the possibility that the empress would become angry and send people to directly fight back.
A group of them were waiting here for instructions, but His Majesty directly sent people from the palace to kill them...
"Something is going to happen." A detective swallowed hard, sensing that a storm was coming.
Not necessarily... After Zhao Duan's conversation with Mochou, he became particularly calm after learning about this big game.
Thinking that the worst possible scenario won't happen.
"Sir... something has happened..." At this moment, two people in Jinyi hurried in from outside.
One person said solemnly: "Gao Lian is dead!"
Then I was surprised to find that a group of people in the room were calm, as if they had already known about it.
Ma Yan looked past him and looked directly at the second Jinyi: "What about you?"
The man said: "The Prime Minister has gone out. From the looks of his car, he seems to be going to the palace!"
Boom!
Everyone's hearts sank again. Ma Yan stood up and walked around the room repeatedly, and finally chose to stay put. He said to everyone: "Let's all go back and rest. It seems that it won't be our turn to do anything tonight."
Li Yanfu has entered the palace, which means that even if something unexpected happens, it will be the imperial guards in the palace who will take control.
"I'll tell you the specific news when I get back from the court at dawn." Ma Yan said cautiously.
Zhao Duan didn't say a word because Mochou provided a cover. By chance, no one thought that he would be the one to kill Gao Lian.
He had no interest in taking the initiative. He just yawned and thought about the possible undercurrents in the palace. He suddenly turned his head and looked into the dark night again.
Thought:
"The Shen family should also have received the news."
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After the second master of the Shen family came to Beijing, he lived in a house purchased by the family in the city.
Tonight, after returning from the Prime Minister's Mansion, he went straight back to the mansion. Instead of sleeping, he spread out rice paper and wrote to meditate.
Even though he was neither humble nor arrogant in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and even showed his claws and claws when facing Li Yanfu, how could he be as sincere as Zhishui when he was facing off against a powerful official who had experienced ups and downs in his career?
Only he knew that when he left the Prime Minister's Mansion, his back was wet with sweat.
"Fortunately, everything is progressing according to the planned plan." Mr. Shen was thinking about it, but his soul was flying in the sky, thinking about the follow-up of this silence.
According to his prediction, even if Li Yanfu was angry, he could only resist when he was tied to the chariot of the "southern gentry".
"Haha, the empress is a woman after all, and her mind is easily dominated by anger. She will definitely pour out her anger on Li Yanfu, no later than dawn and early morning at the latest, and she may even take action now...
Li Yanfu took the blame and could only try his best to rescue Gao Lian and grab the support of the remaining nobles...
Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, it would be best if you can really come out. If you can't come out, don't blame me for being ruthless. It’s all for the sake of the longevity of the family business. So what’s the harm if you and I sacrifice one or two? "
Second Master Shen sighed in his heart, and then remembered that he could check and balance Li Yanfu, and even suppress the current empress. He felt proud and could not hide his pride.
"Second Master, it's not good!"
Suddenly, the family members outside anxiously opened the door without knocking. Before he could ask, they took the initiative and said: "Gao Lian is dead! I'm afraid he was killed by someone in the palace!" Then, he Tell him the news he got.
Mr. Shen's expression changed several times. He took a deep breath and calmed his mind. Although he guessed that the empress would make some move, he didn't expect that she would be so brutal.
"This is leaving no room for anything." Mr. Shen's eyes flickered, he threw away his pen and ordered in a deep voice: "Call everyone, prepare the cars and prepare to leave the city!"
Gao Lian was killed, which meant that the intensity of the game in the city had exceeded his expectations.
"yes!"
Not long after, the back door of the house opened. Mr. Shen took his belongings and got into the carriage. The group of people took advantage of the night and rushed towards the city gate.
The capital city is no better than other places, and the guards at night are extremely strict. It is difficult for those with special status to leave the city.
Mr. Shen couldn't leave the city at night, so his plan was to wait near the city gate.
It was already late at night, and in at most two hours, at dawn, the city gate would open.
"Laulu..."
The wheels were turning on the street, and the horses' hooves were particularly crisp in the silent atmosphere. Everyone lowered their voices, and the horses were locked in their mouths, for fear of alerting the soldiers on night patrol and causing additional trouble.
Amid the slight bumps, Mr. Shen moved forward nervously and anxiously, calculating the speed silently.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped. The driver tightened the reins and said nervously: "Second Master! Someone is blocking the road!"
Second Master Shen's heart dropped, he forced himself to calm down and stepped out of the carriage.
The accompanying clan guards also held down weapons wrapped in cloth or hidden in bags.
Under the moonlight, the long street was covered with a veil. Unexpectedly, there were the imperial guards patrolling the city holding torches and riding horses.
At the front of the street, in the center, stood a man whose appearance was unclear and who was wearing ordinary clothes.
Motionless, blocking the direction of the carriage and horse.
"Who's standing there?!" Mr. Shen has also seen strong winds and waves. He looks calm and bossy.
The man didn't reply, but just walked over step by step. Under the moonlight, he showed an ordinary face with no memory characteristics.
Ordinary ones are like the waiter in a restaurant, or the civilian man carrying sacks at the dock.
The other party did not hold any weapons. He walked over with cloth shoes and stared at him calmly: "Jian Jiancheng, the second master of the Shen family? My master asked me to bring you a message."
Second Master Shen frowned: "Who is your master? Stand still and don't move."
However, the next second, the man's figure flashed, and in the timid eyes of several guards, he appeared in front of his second master.
Almost stuck together.
This warrior, who was like a domestic servant, gently patted Mr. Shen on the shoulder with one hand, and then said: "My master said that it is not easy for the Shen family to build a century-old business. However, it is not as easy to start a business as to keep it, and future generations will Don’t follow the wrong person and end up having your family confiscated and your family wiped out.”
Mr. Shen was stiff all over and did not dare to move. The top of his head was covered with beads of sweat.
Just when he thought that this mysterious warrior was going to take action against him, the other party moved his footsteps, widened the distance again, turned around and disappeared into the night.
It's like stopping a car on the street, and it's really just a matter of passing a word.
"Second Master, Second Master, are you okay?"
At this moment, the servant next to him came back to his senses. The two guards, who were considered to have extraordinary martial arts skills in the world, were ashamed and horrified. There were really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital, and there were as many masters as there were.
"It's okay, it's okay." Second Master Shen said tremblingly.
However, he had no idea that the man's two taps on his shoulders had quietly shattered the bridge of life in his body.
There is no problem at the moment, but within a month, you will be infected with the disease, and within three months, you will be seriously ill. Even if you risk your life with precious elixirs, you will only have half a year to live at most.
In the darkness, I watched Mr. Shen and his entourage get into the car and continue to escape towards the city gate.
The man with an ordinary appearance, one of the Ouchi worshippers who was trained by Mr. Hai, jumped up like a falcon, jumping between the rooftops of the capital, and each time he jumped an extremely long distance.
When he returned to the palace, he half-knelt down outside the side hall and said to the figure of the empress reflected on the window: "Your Majesty, the matter has been settled."
"Go." Xu Zhenguan said casually.
In the room, after the worshipers outside left, Xu Zhenguan smiled and looked at Li Yanfu, who was sitting across from him: "Prime Minister, are you sure you want to remove Li Yinglong from these positions?"
Li Yanfu silently glanced at the window paper, withdrew his gaze, cupped his hands and said:
"The Taicang Silver Mine is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry. Quanzi is the minister of the Ministry of Industry and should bear the responsibility."
Xu Zhenguan's smile deepened: "The Prime Minister's words are serious. Well, it would be nice for the Prime Minister to say it again in the morning."
Li Yanfu breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing that he had escaped disaster: "Old minister, I obey the order."
However, under the seemingly harmonious scene between the monarch and his ministers, the cracks that already existed became larger after all.
…
same night.
While the empress was having a game with Li Yanfu, Zhao Duan was waiting for news.
Thousands of miles away, a road was built and the palace of Prince Jing was built.
"Your Majesty, Zhuang Xiaocheng has sent another letter."
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Thanks to the book friend Mi Chong who repeated the grade for his 10,000-point reward for his support!
Thanks to the book friend Xin Ge who only eats eight-treasure rice for the 500-point reward for his support!
(End of this chapter)