Chapter 141 "Evidence" obtained
"What else do you need? If it doesn't exceed the agreed range between you and me, I can give it to you."
Yuan Li stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his hands, turned to him and said.
Zhao Duan shook his head: "Mr. Yuan's help is enough."
After a brief pause, he said curiously: "However, there is still a problem that I don't understand."
"explain."
Zhao Duan asked in confusion:
"Yuan Gong said before that it is difficult to investigate some of Zhou Cheng's little tricks. What do you mean by that?"
Yuan Li glanced at him, not surprised, and said thoughtfully: "Do you know why His Majesty suddenly ordered you to find trouble for Zhou Cheng?"
...Isn't it because he is from the "Xiangguo"?
Zhao Duan subconsciously wanted to say it, but he suddenly remembered the scene when the empress ordered him by the lake. He shook his head and said:
"I don't know."
Yuan Li said with emotion: "Because he is the Jiuqing, and he was also a minister who entered the cabinet during the late emperor's time. More importantly, before the Xuanmen coup, he was also one of the 'ministers who took care of life' entrusted to him by the late emperor."
Minister Gu Ming? he? Zhao Duan was surprised.
Yuan Li recalled: "On that day, the late emperor suddenly became critically ill and urgently summoned the three ministers and nine ministers to the palace. It was to take care of his fate. Zhou Cheng was originally not qualified enough, but because of Wang Zhen, he was able to become one of the eight. One of the 'Gu Ming Ministers', who assisted the prince after the death of the late emperor. But..."
But the prince is too... Zhao Duan silently complained:
"Is there anything special about Minister Gu Ming?"
Yuan Li explained: "According to the old system of Dayu, all ministers who care about their orders will not be subject to picketing unless they are serious crimes."
I see!
No wonder it’s hard to get into the details of his little tricks... This Minister Gu Ming is a weakened version of the gold medal for immunity from death... But in the history of my previous life, Minister Gu Ming seemed to have died quite miserably...
Zhao Duan suddenly realized and said:
"So, your Majesty wants to replace the old ministers with new ministers, so he can only order me to commit serious crimes?"
Yuan Li sighed softly, glanced at him, and reminded: "Your Majesty has been preparing to form a new cabinet, and this is something Li Yanfu, Zhou Cheng and others don't want to see. Zhou Cheng is particularly fierce in his opposition."
New cabinet?
Zhao Duan was overjoyed and flattered him as usual:
"When the new cabinet is opened, Mr. Yuan will surely join the cabinet and replace him with Li Yanfu!"
Yuan Li couldn't laugh or cry, and laughed and scolded: "Don't be imitative. The new cabinet is different from what you imagined. Most of them are young scholars. I can't enter either. Go and do your business, you military attache, don't pry into the literati." It has nothing to do with you.”
Who is talking about the military attache? I had a serious secretarial background in my previous life...I am also a literati, and I have a lot of poems and articles that I haven't copied...
Zhao Duan became increasingly curious about the so-called "new cabinet".
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Outside the Metropolitan Procuratorate, in the shade on the other side of the street.
"Zhao Duan has been in there for a while, why haven't you come out yet?"
Haitang, who has a dashing appearance, an oval face, and a bright mole in the corner of her eye, leaned against the carriage, hugging her shoulders and muttering.
He looked toward the door across the street.
"How can it be that Mr. Yuan is so easy to see when he is dealing with all kinds of things? Even if Mr. Yuan agrees to meet him based on his 'relationship' with His Majesty, he will have to wait for a while."
The king of rolls, Zhang Han, analyzed calmly, and the coachman, Xiao Wang, nodded frequently.
Haitang sighed, because the sun was dazzling, he raised his hand to build a "pergola" in front of his forehead, and stared at it:
"It's almost noon, why are we just waiting like this? If I had known earlier, I should have grabbed him just now. It's so crazy to ask Mr. Yuan for help. He really dares to think about it. Why doesn't he go to Li Yanfu for help?"
Zhang Han didn't say anything, but he didn't have any expectations for asking for help this time.
With Zhou Cheng as his enemy, even Duke Yuan had to be cautious. Zhao Duan was used to using his power to suppress others, but he could not suppress Yuan Li.
"Hey, the master is out." Xiao Wang, the coachman, whispered.
The two of them were shocked, and they saw Zhao Duan walking out from between the two white jade lions and returning straight to this side.
"How is it? Have you seen Mr. Yuan?"
Haitang teased and joked, looking forward to seeing the other person's frustrated look.
Zhang Han also looked over and comforted: "It's only normal that Mr. Yuan doesn't help. We can think of other ways."
Xiao Wang also said enthusiastically: "Sir, I know there is a good restaurant nearby."
Trying to soothe the boss's empty soul with delicious food.
Zhao Duan looked at them dumbfounded: "You have no confidence in me? Mr. Yuan has agreed to help us collect clues and they will be delivered before tomorrow. Things will change later, you two, it seems tonight We have to work overtime."
"I just said you don't..." The second half of Haitang's teasing words got stuck in her throat, and she looked at him blankly:
"Say it again?"
Zhang Han also showed an expression of disbelief, and Xiao Wang's eyes widened.
Mr. Yuan... agreed to help?
Unbelievable.
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The back office of Dali Temple.
The place where Xia Jianghou and Zhou Cheng drank tea and traded.
"So, what did you learn about Qin Qiu's mouth?"
Wearing a crimson official robe and a black gauze on his head, the Dali Temple Qing, with a face that has the Chinese character for "Chinese" and a heavy "chuan" pattern between his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and locked eyes with his subordinates with slightly cloudy eyes.
He Zheng, who had changed back to his blue official robe, said with a flattering tone as if he was asking for credit: "Sir, it is indeed true. Qin Qiu has been thrown into prison and is under separate custody. If you want to see him, you can start interrogation at any time."
"That's not necessary. I can rest assured that you are doing the work." The Minister of Dali Temple, who was over sixty years old, smiled and nodded as a sign of commendation.
He Zheng was encouraged and said eagerly: "Sir, since the death of the prince and his resignation, Wang Shan has been hanging around among the powerful and powerful children in the Beijing circle, and has hooked up with many people overtly and covertly.
He knew clearly that Zhao Thief was favored by the empress, but he still gave the woman away... He must have had some control, and he thought that there must be evidence in his hands. If you want it, go and get it. "
Zhou Cheng glanced at him, but didn't say a word, but was thinking and weighing.
A pair of precious "dragon eye" large pearls slowly rolled in his hand. The big pearls from Binhai Road are one pure white and one pure black. They are round in size. They are extremely rare. I don’t know where they were exploited.
"No rush..."
Zhou Cheng slowly spoke: "Wang Shan is an old acquaintance with me. If you go there rashly, he will blame me for being unkind. In this way, I will write you a letter." , you ordered someone to send it secretly..."
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After Zhao Duan and his party left the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they went to a restaurant recommended by Xiao Wang to fill their stomachs. When they returned to Zhao Yamen, it was already afternoon.
"Are we really just waiting? Do you want to check out Wang Shan first, or simply invite him over?"
Haitang sat back in the chair to relieve the fatigue from running around for half a day, and couldn't help but say.
Zhao Duan made the same move, slightly loosening his belt to loosen his stomach that was a little full from eating, and said lazily:
"There's no rush. He's in the capital, and he can't escape for a while. We've already made a lot of moves today. If we go to check on him, it's easy to alert him."
Zhang Han also nodded in agreement.
At this moment, the three of them were sitting in the "inner hall" of Lihua Hall.
The empty chairs on both sides of the huge long table were reserved for three people.
The "Confidential Secretary" Qian Kerou, who had a round face and clear and stupid eyes, came in with a tea tray and poured it for the three of them one after another. There were three pears on the tea tray.
"Sir, the pears in the courtyard are getting ripe one after another. Please try them." Qian Kerou said softly.
Zhao Duan's eyes lit up, he picked up one and took a bite. The full and slightly sour juice filled his mouth, and his eyes lit up.
After waving his hand, the little secretary who wanted to leave suddenly thought of something and said:
"You stay on duty tonight, and then send someone to look for this person. Just tell him that I'm looking for him and tell him to come here."
Zhao Duan handed over a piece of paper, and it was Qin Qiu's name and address written on it.
He never ignored the memories of Wang Shan that came to his mind during the day.
On the way back, I was also reminiscing. I vaguely remembered that I went to Wangshan Mansion with Qin Qiu.
I was going to find this loser and ask him.
Wait for Qian Kerou to take the order and leave.
Zhao Duan then looked at his two colleagues:
"When the information that Mr. Yuan helped to investigate arrives, we will rely on the two detective masters to find clues."
Haitang gnawed on the pear and rolled her eyes:
"Only if what you say is true."
Although Zhao Duan's words were conclusive, she and Zhang Han were still wary of Yuan Lihui's help.
However, this suspicion was broken in the evening. The three of them waited quietly in Lihuatang until dark and turned on the lights. Qian Kerou, who took the initiative to leave the person on duty, ran in:
"Sir, someone is looking for you."
Zhao Duan was shocked and hurriedly asked her to come in.
After a while, a strange servant of the Yuan Mansion handed over his hand:
"I have met Zhao Jisi. My master ordered me to deliver what you want."
As he said that, behind him, the other two servants each placed a box on the table with a "bang" and opened the buckle. It was filled with documents and documents.
Was it really delivered?
Haitang and Zhang Han stood up, each holding a box, and quickly looked through it. Their eyes brightened, it was exactly what they needed.
"Thank you Mr. Yuan for me."
Zhao Duan smiled and said: "How quickly we collected so much."
The servant shook his head and said: "This is just the first batch, there will be follow-up. Mr. Yuan was worried that you would be impatient, so he ordered me to deliver them first."
The first batch? Zhao Duan was also stunned for a moment.
After seeing each other off, he turned around and saw that in the hall, "Tall Ponytail" and "Plump Face" had already lit candles. The candles were placed in the center of the table, and the lanterns were swaying under the eaves.
It was a quiet night outside, but the lights were brightly lit inside the hall.
The case involved a lot and needed to be kept secret. For the sake of caution, the two men were not prepared to call their subordinates for help, so they immediately rolled up their sleeves and started searching.
Zhao Duan, who became a hand-off shopkeeper on the grounds that he didn't know how to investigate the case, diligently cut lanterns for the two of them.
For a moment, the rustling of papers and the sound of whispered conversations and rapid discussions in the room drowned out the night.
And this is just the beginning.
That night, every hour, the servants of the Yuan Mansion delivered information, and the large table in Lihuatang was piled up like a mountain.
As each piece of information was delivered, the details of the case that year gradually became clearer.
Until early in the morning, Zhao Duan, who was sitting in a big chair with his eyes closed and taking a nap, was suddenly woken up.
"Have you received any more information?"
He opened the coat covering his face, opened his sleepy eyes, and asked vaguely.
I could vaguely see the sky getting brighter, and the night passed.
"There is no more information,"
Haitang, who had been awake all night, looked down at him expressionlessly, her eyes full of disgust for him, the hands-off shopkeeper.
Then, the corners of his mouth raised slightly:
"No more information is needed."
Why... Zhao Duan was a little confused in his sleep and his thinking was slow.
The king of scrolls, Zhang Han, was in high spirits. He was even more energetic because he stayed up late and worked overtime. He also stood up with a smile and said:
"We found what we need!"
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(End of this chapter)