Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Fifth Killing Chickens with a Bull's Knife
King Jin was sitting upright in the study, with a serious face as if he was going to attend the coronation ceremony of King Yan tomorrow. He reached out to bring hot tea. As soon as he picked up the tea, he found that his hands were shaking.
Not only were his hands shaking, but his heart was shaking too, and his brain was about to explode. Xie Zhou asked him something from the side. His ears were buzzing and he didn't hear it clearly. Instead, he said to himself: "Kill all these silverfish."
Forget it."
Xie Zhou didn't hear what he was saying to himself clearly, thinking that he was asking him to continue talking, so he started talking again.
He was still young and had not cultivated the cautious temperament of Xie Chuan. When he saw the disaster at Qinxin Tea House, he immediately took his troops, one group went to the prefect's Yamen to redress his grievances, and another group went to Zhou Ke - it must be Zhou Ke who was causing trouble.
If Ke dares to talk nonsense, he will turn Zhou Ke's life upside down.
He still had many thoughts in his mind and could keep talking until dark, but unfortunately King Jin interrupted him.
The King of Jin spoke to Xie Zhou: "You write immediately and state that Zhou Ke and the fake rhinoceros brought the case. There is no need to cover it up. In addition, Zhou Ke has no way to seek an audience and framed the Qinxin Tea House. Make it clear that there are still survivors alive in the world."
, go after printing it, don’t sell it, just spread it all over Kyoto.”
The tabloid was only circulated through Qinxin Teahouse, and the printing shop and engraving craftsmen were hidden around the Daxiangguo Temple.
Daxiangguo Temple prints Buddhist scriptures all year round. There are countless printing shops around it, working day and night. Their small tabloid printing shop is really inconspicuous.
"Yes." Xie Zhou put away his full of ideas and quickly went to do it.
King Jin closed his eyes tightly and leaned back into the Taishi chair with his back facing the sky: "Open the window."
Huang Ting hurriedly stepped forward and opened the window. The biting cold wind swept in, temporarily suppressing King Jin's anger.
Xie Chuan saw that he looked unhappy and said, "My lord, don't be too impatient. Magistrate Dou is already on our side, and Sister Yue will not endure hardship."
King Jin shook his head: "There are still people watching from the side..."
He retracted the irrelevant words and issued a second order: "The fine work of the Xia Kingdom we are holding in our hands, let Hou Er quietly send it to the command post of the Third Yamen of the Forbidden Army. If King Yan wants to use the fine work to make a fuss, let the real fine work start.
A storm made everyone know that Zhou Ke was talking nonsense in the gambling room from beginning to end."
"It's a pity to use it now." Xie Chuan frowned.
Not only is it a pity, it is simply killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.
These craftsmen have been stationed in major stores in Kyoto all year round. They have had contact with the chief ministers and chamberlains of Prince Yan's palace. They have also done several small and medium-sized businesses. The craftsmen did not expect that their tasks would progress so smoothly.
They made a whimsical trip to Tanzhou, hoping to test King Jin's background and stir up civil strife. Unexpectedly, King Jin found out as soon as he showed up, and You Song followed them to Kyoto and watched for five months.
Nowadays, these few workers don't know that they have been exposed, and they have been working hard on the people around King Yan. Now that they are exposed, they will help King Yan eliminate a big problem in the future.
"There are four in total, leave one." King Jin nodded, admitting that it was indeed a pity.
But now there is a tight rope in his mind, and he just wants to rescue Song Huiyue as quickly as possible.
His mind was still spinning without stopping: "The third thing is, tell Ni Peng to stop being so arrogant and go see Dou Qushan immediately."
After hearing this, Xie Chuan mentally picked a person who didn't go out much and asked his chamberlain to deliver the message.
At this moment, You Song rushed over and stood at the door and shouted: "Your Majesty! Thank you Xianggong! Zhang Xutang has gone to the government prison!"
What are you afraid of?
He had known that Zhang Xutang would not miss this opportunity, so he went to get the person back in a hurry.
Zhang Xutang didn't waste a moment and went to the prison.
It's just that Dou Qushan won't let him act recklessly in his own place. What will he do if he wants to animate the moon?
Should I go to the Ministry of Punishment or the Dali Temple? Or the Jingjiti Punishment Department?
No matter who you are looking for, you cannot let him take people out of the magistrate's office.
He stood up and gave his final instructions: "Call the four heads of state, as well as the manpower you have not arranged, and wait outside the prison door. If the eldest lady is taken away by another yamen, grab the person directly, and then from The pier leaves Tanzhou."
"Your Majesty!" Xie Chuan suddenly stood up.
They only have so many people in their hands. Once these people go out, they will go to Shanghai to hunt for documents. They will either live all over the world or become river thieves, but they will never come back to serve.
Without manpower, they had to hide their capabilities and bide their time and remain silent in Kyoto.
The King of Jin knew what he was thinking and said word by word: "It's just a precaution. If it comes to this, then we can seek military power."
Xie Chuan knew that he could no longer persuade King Jin, so he did not hesitate and went out to do things with You Song. At the same time, he hoped that the previous strategy would work and would not have to go to this step.
Dou Qushan was also uneasy in the government office.
Those who were arrested were all King Jin's men, and all those who were hit were King Jin's faces. His leg was already about to get off before he even got on King Jin's ship.
A trial was necessary, but he didn't know how to do so in order to calm the situation and preserve the tea house.
Just when everything inside him was burning, Ni Peng came.
He had dug Ni Peng all the way from Tanzhou. When Zhu Guangli heard that Ni Peng was leaving, he immediately cried bitterly and tried his best to retain Ni Peng. However, to no avail, he cried again and sent Ni Peng away on the dock. He even cried bitterly in public, and even slapped Mrs. Zhu in the face for being too rude.
Therefore, Dou Qushan was full of expectations for Ni Peng. Several times he invited him to visit him, but Ni Peng always said that he wanted to spend the New Year in Kyoto with his wife and daughter before discussing official matters.
Unexpectedly, Dou Qushan came uninvited at this time. Dou Qushan knew that he came for the teahouse.
It seems that Mrs. Song did not lie, and Ni Peng was indeed the King of Jin's.
Ni Peng came with gifts, local rites from Tanzhou, bamboo shoots, and dried meat. It seemed that he was just here to chat with Dou Qushan.
Dou Qushan came out to welcome Ni Peng, invited Ni Peng to the back hall, and sat down separately. The servants served hot tea. When the others left, he raised the case in the tea house: "Master, what do you think we should do?"
Ni Peng said: "What do you think, Mr. Xian?"
Dou Qushan said: "I want to wait for some time and calm down slowly."
Ni Peng said with a smile: "Since it was the tabloid who reported it during the court meeting and colluded with Xia Guo to carry out the matter, we are ordering a strict investigation. If the matter turns into a major matter and becomes a trivial matter, and we are investigated in the future, my husband, you will not be able to escape the involvement. You must not do this."
Dou Qushan also knew that this method was not good for him. Seeing that Ni Peng defended him in every word and did not ask him to make any sacrifices just because of the King of Jin, he couldn't help but feel worried.
He secretly thought that it was no wonder that Zhu Guangli was reluctant to leave Ni Peng, and asked: "Master, what are your suggestions?"
Ni Peng said: "My husband and I think exactly the opposite. We don't need to keep things quiet. Instead, the bigger the trouble, the better. Since we need to strictly investigate, how can we only inspect one tea house and seal one tabloid? There are so many tabloids in Kyoto that criticize current events and slander the imperial court." There were so many, especially the explosion in the metallurgical field. Almost all tabloids criticized the imperial court, arresting them all and interrogating them to see if they had also had an affair with Xia Guoxi."
Dou Qushan slapped his thigh: "That makes sense!"
By muddying the waters, they can fish in troubled waters. Moreover, the Kyoto tabloids each have their own masters behind them. If this is affected, naturally some people will ask the people above to stop.