After Xiao Jun saw it clearly, he was shocked: "You doubt him?"
"I don't doubt him, I just have some doubts about this person. When you find some clues, I will tell you my thoughts in detail. Remember not to show off, let alone scare the snake. If you run into Pan Zhuqing again this time
Man, I am too late to save you."
Xiao Juan knew that this matter was not trivial, so he immediately solemnly agreed: "I obey."
What these two desperate generals are thinking about outside the pass also makes a group of people inside the pass like ants on a hot pot, having trouble sleeping and eating. The emperor issued an imperial edict that if the case is not solved within a month, Cangzhou will be investigated for dereliction of duty.
All the administrative officials of Fuyousi. At this moment, these officials also gathered together and invited a relative of the emperor who they all believed could turn the tide and save them from the fire and water - the Sixth Prince. He was also the one who almost kidnapped Liu Xiaoyu.
An old guy who goes home to be his little wife.
"Sixth Prince, what do you think the officials should do? Please give us some guidance. Your Majesty is going to kill us for this matter. Now, if you, the great Buddha, don't come to our rescue,
, no one can save us!" Lord Zhizhou Qian Fujing was the person who could best speak to the Sixth Prince among the officials. Everyone looked at him eagerly, pinning their hopes on his words.
He has not lived up to the high expectations. From the beginning to now, he has been flattered loudly.
The Sixth Prince was sitting in the middle of the hall. Seeing the panic of the old men below, he found it both funny and irritating. He held a tea bowl and said leisurely: "Master Qian, why are you panicking? You are not a murderer."
What the old man said was really light. His feelings didn't let him take responsibility, so of course he didn't panic.
"But..." But Mr. Qian, who is anxious and impatient, wait...
The Sixth Prince smacked his lips and said arrogantly: "This matter is said to be difficult to handle, and it is indeed difficult to handle. The murderer is too rampant. You guys and Pan Zhuqing, after searching for so long, didn't even find any clues. It's no wonder that the Holy One is angry.
But...it's said to be easy to handle, but it's actually easy to handle."
Hearing what he said, these originally depressed officials came to life as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Mr. Qian even patted his chest and promised: "Please make it clear to the Sixth Prince. If we can survive this time,
Guan, from now on, all our net worth will belong to the Sixth Prince."
The face of the Sixth Prince suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum smile: "Master Qian, you don't need to be so serious, we are all our own people, aren't we?" After he was sent here by the emperor a few years ago, he often took advantage of these officials.
Youshui. Now that people are in trouble, if he doesn't even fart, it really can't be justified. What's more, Mr. Qian's little girl just celebrated her sixteenth birthday. She is as beautiful as a flower and is very cute...
When he noticed that the Sixth Prince was staring at him and smiling a little obscenely, Mr. Qian immediately guessed what the old immortal was planning in his heart. A few days ago, he took the little girl to the Sixth Prince's Mansion for a banquet, and the little girl was stared at by this old pervert.
I kept having nightmares when I got home. But in this situation, I could only coax him and stroke his fur to get over the difficulty and then say: "Hey, it's yes! We are one of our own!" Master Qian said.
When I said this, my heart trembled with hatred.
The Sixth Prince nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Let me ask you, what is the purpose of Pan Zhuqing coming to Cangzhou?"
Mr. Qian thought for a while: "Improving local people's livelihood..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Sixth Prince interrupted him impatiently: "Stop it, stop it! If you ask him, the Censor Zhongcheng, to come all the way from Luoyang to do this, what use does your Majesty want from you?"
"Is that... a detailed plan to control the enemy?" Mr. Qian finally got it right this time.
The Sixth Prince nodded again with satisfaction, a cunning look on his brows: "This is the main purpose. So if something goes wrong in this regard, who do you think should take the blame?"
Master Qian suddenly realized: "I understand!"
Not only did he understand, everyone present also understood. As long as this matter is blamed on the enemy, Pan Zhuqing will be charged with dereliction of duty. What's more, such a big case happened to happen after Pan Zhuqing came to Cangzhou
, which makes people think that he is incompetent.
The Sixth Prince took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "This matter itself seems to be done by an outsider. As long as you are smarter, Pan Zhuqing will take care of this matter."
"Your Majesty is wise!" All the officials below breathed a sigh of relief and praised the Sixth Prince's bad idea.
The Sixth Prince also loves to hear flattery. The more he is praised to the heavens, the more uncontrollable he becomes. "The Emperor is old-hearted and loves to hang out with those brats in Luoyang. It really chills us old guys."
Na."
"Isn't it..." Someone immediately started to agree.
"Most of the military power was given to the pretty boy named Zhao, and most of the power in the court was given to the wolf bastard named Pan... Neither of these two little guys are fuel-efficient, especially Pan Zhuqing and Zhao Changyuan.
Pretty boys also have weaknesses. You don't even know what Pan wants, he is invulnerable. Call him black... He is neither greedy nor prostitute. Call him white... No matter how I look at it, he is white.
I don't think it's like..." The Sixth Prince was particularly dissatisfied with the Emperor's emphasis on these two young descendants and his contempt for them, relatives of the Emperor. He had been grudges for a long time, and now if he could take this opportunity to kill Pan Zhuqing, it would be something he would like to see.
"Your Majesty's analysis is that the time he spent in Cangzhou was not easy for us." Mr. Qian also agreed with the Sixth Prince's statement.
Although Pan Zhuqing has his dark side, he also has his own advantages. And this advantage, no matter which dynasty it is placed in, is a rare advantage, and that is clean government. If it is said that he has never taken dirty money
It's not realistic. He is definitely not Bao Qingtian. As an official in the government, there will inevitably be times when he has no choice. What's more, he has been unsuccessful for a long time, and he cannot avoid being contaminated by gray areas and gray behaviors. At this point, it is
Even Zhao Changyuan is not exempt from vulgarity.
But Pan Zhuqing is an honest person at heart, and he is also a conscientious person. In terms of fulfilling his duties, Zhao Changyuan, Pan Jingyuan, the two Yang brothers... and even looking at all the officials under the age of 40 in the court, no one can compare with them.
He had passed him. So when he became the Yushi Zhongcheng, or in modern terms, as the highest officer of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, wherever he went, he cracked down on corruption with a thunderous force.
The officials in Cangzhou are lucky. After all, Pan Zhuqing only has one pair of hands, one brain, and one heart. He is busy enough with the detailed improvement work of several cities along the border, but as long as he is given the gray area that he can see with his peripheral vision, he will immediately
It will be smashed to pieces by him.
Seeing that everyone had the same attitude towards Pan Zhuqing, the Sixth Prince complained even more unscrupulously: "How did the Jin family die, how did the Wei family collapse? If Pan Zhuqing is here for a day, our lives will not be easy."
Mr. Qian nodded and said solemnly: "Understood, let's do it according to the prince's wishes. This case of family extermination and arson must be the work of that person!"
This group of people found a common topic to complain about, and the discussion was lively and exciting. Little did they know that some of the guards standing outside the door had already remembered the conversation word for word in their minds.
An hour later, the guard came to the mansion where Pan Zhuqing was staying. When Mo Yu led him into the study, Pan Zhuqing was immersed in writing.
"Master Pan!" The guard stepped forward, and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of the large character "Shou" on his desk. The moist ink stains glowed dimly under the candlelight.
Pan Zhuqing raised his head and glanced at him. With the tacit understanding between master and servant, the guard immediately understood. He stepped forward and leaned into his ear and told him the conversation about the arson case he heard an hour ago, word for word.
Got him.
Pan Zhuqing listened quietly all the time. It wasn't until the other party finished speaking that he said three words casually: "I understand."
The guard knew his master's temperament very well and was not worried that he would take it lightly. Without saying another word, he withdrew again.
Mo Yu eagerly waited for Pan Zhuqing's response, but after the other party calmly finished washing his hands and wiping his face, he strode out of the study and said only one sentence to him: "Yes, this is the only word.
"
Mo Yu chased after him in disbelief: "But that's the Sixth Prince..."
Pan Zhuqing stopped, turned around and smiled at him: "Don't worry, Mo Yu, I can tell that on that day, this calligraphy will be the most expensive gift."
"Yes!" The master must have his own reason for saying this. Mo Yu said no more, responded, and then took the calligraphy treasure and watched Pan Zhuqing leave.
After Pan Zhuqing left, he did not return to the mansion for two days and two nights. No one knew where he was. Only Xue Jiu knew that he had locked himself up in his temporary office in the Cangzhou Prefecture Yamen and never stepped out.
On the evening of the third day, the sky, which had been clear for many days, suddenly started to rain heavily. Thunder roared and lightning tore the sky. People hid in their houses one after another, enjoying the safety and warmth under the eaves.
However, Pan Zhuqing was the only one who was different. He had not stepped out of the room for many days. Perhaps he was awakened from his dream by the lightning and thunder, so he pushed the door open and came under the eaves... "It's raining heavily.
"He stretched out his hand in the rain and let the cold rain soak his warm palms.
"Yes, young master, it hasn't rained so heavily for a long time." Xue Jiu stepped forward and sighed.
Pan Zhuqing had not left the house for several days, and Pan Zhuqing's originally healthy face looked a little pale and weak. "It's good. Only such heavy rain can wash away the dirty things."
About an hour later, people had already finished digesting their dinner and were preparing to carry out the plan to create humans or fall asleep. Yu Shuangxi, a villager from Yujia Village, had just rinsed his mouth and planned to hold his wife and have some intimacy. Under the violent storm,
His tenderness seemed particularly stimulating. But as soon as he lay down on the bed, before he could pull off his clothes, he heard his own dog barking like crazy. (To be continued)