After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Zhao Xun was a little tipsy and felt a little ecstatic.
We are all full of joy, strong and full of joy, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon.
This poem is somewhat appropriate.
When Zhao Xun's eyes were blurred, he seemed to see a familiar figure.
Burly, tall figure, majestic with a hint of indifference.
"Zhao Xun, you disappoint me so much! You are actually drinking here. Do you know that Shuozhou Jiedushi Wang Zhongyi has been thrown into the Ministry of Punishment Prison by His Majesty's decree."
Zhao Xun woke up instantly, and the smile on his face froze.
The person in front of me is none other than the bad handsome man Feng Hao!
Who would have thought that the talker of a delinquent person would actually visit a restaurant in Dongshi!
Moreover, Zhao Xun was brought here by Wangcai, and Wangcai had to give Zhao Xun face if he had to treat him.
Zhao Xun has a feeling that the baby is very innocent.
Of course, it is meaningless to say this now. If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright.
"It's my subordinate's fault."
Zhao Xun, who is well versed in workplace rules, knows very well not to make excuses when the leader is accountable. Just follow what the leader says.
What the leader wants is your attitude of admitting your mistake.
"Well, I didn't expect that things would happen so suddenly. His Majesty sent Wang Zhongyi to prison. He obviously felt that we bad guys did not handle the matter well. But it is not too late to make up for it. If we don't make up for it next, I'm afraid
You will really lose your heart."
"Master Feng, what should we do now?"
"Follow me back to the Yamen first."
Feng Hao said a word coldly, then flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
…
…
Delinquent Yamen, second floor.
There was only one person standing in front of Feng Hao's case, and that was Zhao Xun.
Feng Hao tapped the table with his fingers. According to the information he received, Wang Zhongyi was taken away directly by Jin Wuwei.
So this incident made a big fuss, and it can be said that the whole city was in turmoil.
"Come and tell me your opinion on why His Majesty suddenly issued an order to arrest Wang Zhongyi."
Zhao Xun had basically determined that Wu Ci's death was related to Wang Zhongyi, but after some advice from his mentor Wu Quanyi, Zhao Xun had a different idea.
Even if Wu Ci really got hold of Wang Zhongyi and forced Wang Zhongyi to kill Wu Ci to silence him, there would be no reason to dump the body in Changle Square, right?
Does this mean that he should tell the investigators that Wang Zhongyi was related to Wu Ci's death?
This is more like a trap set up by others.
Of course, Zhao Xun has no evidence so far.
He could only tell Feng Hao his guess.
"Master Feng, my subordinates feel that there is something fishy about this matter. If Wang Zhongyi is really the murderer of Wu Ci, it can only mean that he is a fool. There is no reason to kill someone in this house and leave the body here."
"But the corpse was forged into a white zombie, making people mistakenly think it was the work of a monster."
"Even this is not normal. He could have buried the body or dismembered it. Either way is better than turning the body into a white zombie and then throwing it away."
"Master Feng, does Mr. Zheng know about this?"
Zhao Xun asked proactively.
"Although it was the Jinwu Guard who arrested him, there must have been eunuchs from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who came to deliver the order, so Zheng Jie must know about this."
Feng Hao said it for sure.
Zhao Xun nodded: "That's it. So I suggest that Mr. Feng might as well go see Mr. Zheng first to see if he can get some useful words. After all, Mr. Zheng is the person closest to and most trusted by His Majesty. If His Majesty has
Mr. Zheng must know what he thinks."
"Forget it, I will go to the palace for a moment. Just wait here and don't wander around again."
Feng Hao sighed and walked away immediately.
…
…
Department of punishment, prison.
Wang Zhongyi, the governor of Shuozhou, was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the cell.
He had been sitting like this for three hours, like an old monk in meditation.
The cell was very tidy and had no smell. The bed piled with hay was where Wang Zhongyi rested.
But this feudal official was obviously not in the mood to sleep.
He was thinking hard, but he couldn't figure out why His Majesty suddenly sent him to prison.
After Jin Wuwei took him to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, the attitude of the Ministry of Punishment was also very strange. They ignored him, did not try him, and did not beat him, so they left him alone.
As for the jailer's attitude, he was pretty good, but he was probably worried that he might be acquitted one day.
Those who can be imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment are all big shots, and the jailers will not take the initiative to offend them.
At present, Wang Zhongyi cannot communicate with the outside world and can only passively wait for the results.
Who will be the yamen who will interrogate him next?
The Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple or Yushitai, or the bad guy who can stop children from crying at night?
No matter who comes to trial, Wang Zhongyi just wants to find out what his crime is.
Since ancient times, powerful ministers and generals have been jealous of kings. This is an indisputable fact. However, in Wang Zhongyi's view, the emperor today is an unparalleled wise king and will not be suspicious of his ministers at will.
So there is either some misunderstanding or there is a villain who is deliberately trying to frame me.
Wang Zhongyi is more inclined to the latter.
He must find this person and retaliate in kind.
Although he is in prison now, his confidants must be working hard to mediate for him.
But his mentality is still good.
He will never give up until the last moment.
Because he is Wang Zhongyi, the flying general who defeated Beihu with 30,000 cavalry.
…
…
"Your Majesty, Feng Hao went to the palace overnight to meet with the old slave. The old slave told him according to Your Majesty's wishes that Wang Zhongyi was arrested for secretly collaborating with the Mobei Hu tribe and the Demon Cult."
In the Zichen Hall, the eunuch Zheng Jie stood with his hands tied and reported the report in a very respectful manner.
Emperor Xianlong's face was as dark as water and he didn't say a word.
The air seemed to be frozen, and Zheng Jie could even hear his own heartbeat.
After a long time, Emperor Xianlong finally opened his mouth and muttered: "What did Feng Hao say?"
"Feng Hao didn't say much, he just said that he would try his best to investigate the case."
"How did he know that I would leave the case to him?"
Emperor Xianlong looked unhappy.
"I don't want to say much, but if your Majesty wants to interrogate Wang Zhongyi, he will definitely choose a place that has no interest in him. For this reason, neither the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple nor the Yushitai is suitable."
Zheng Jie paused: "It seems that only the bad guys are left, so I think Feng Hao is gambling."
The clouds on Emperor Xianlong's face gradually faded away: "So he has decided to accept me."
"My dear friend, if I leave this case to you, can you handle it successfully?"
"Your Majesty, eunuchs cannot interfere in politics. This is an ancestral system."
Zheng Jie was also an old fox, so he pushed back without hesitation.
Although Emperor Xianlong felt very uncomfortable being pushed, there was no reason for the attack, so he could only hold his nose and admit it.
"That's all, since he wants to interrogate me, I will grant him permission. Five days, I will have a result after five days."