Zhang Xing and Li Ding, two smart men, couldn't think of any ideas. Bai Yousi couldn't see them at all, and Qin Bao could only continue to observe the development of the situation with some anxiety.

And then, things turned out to be more and more biased and intense.

No one can resist the wrath of the saint. In other words, everyone, like Zhang and Li, knows the price of the sage's anger, and everyone does not want to be the price. This leads to the process of searching for the source of the rumor.

, excessive punishment and plundering are inevitable, followed by natural attacks and false accusations.

Inevitably, it is inevitable that some of the father-in-laws in Beiya are so self-righteous that they really think that the rumors are aimed at people like them.

For a time, everyone in the entire Western Inspection Team was in danger. No one knew how many people were dismissed from their posts and investigated, and how many palace officials, guards, and soldiers were dismissed, even imprisoned and executed.

Under this situation, even Zhang Xing, who had the skin of Jing'antai to isolate Beiya, was summoned by some father-in-laws for "spreading rumors", but instead because of Niu Dugong's behavior at the scene,

Appearing and scolding accidentally escaped death.

It can only be said that after such a comparison, Niu Du Gong's pattern will be revealed.

The huge team stopped at the foot of Lishan Mountain. It was only a few dozen miles away from Daxing, but it could not advance at all. Nanya Xianggong, who had already entered Daxing in advance to prepare for the arrival, and Guanzhong's left behind, the general managers were completely confused and hurriedly sent out Sima Changying.

Xianggong and Xianggong Yu Changji came to inquire, but received the sage's unsparing statement that he would not leave until the matter was investigated and cleared, and would wait at Lishan Mountain.

Everyone was completely helpless, and the rumor investigation work became more and more severe and the scope became wider and wider.

Three or five days later, before June arrived, there were already fifty or seventy people dead, and their corpses were hung together for public display at the foot of Lishan Mountain... It was hot in the summer, and when the corpses were hung up, flies would immediately cover them.

The smell will show up within two days.

This is only within the Western Inspection Team, and according to some of the confessions, they purchased it somewhere, and heard the rumors while drinking with the local officials somewhere. It is conceivable that under the pressure of the Ministry of Punishments, the local authorities may also

The pursuit continues, and then a large number of prisons are launched.

At this time, Zhang Xing finally let go of his last worries and decided to divert the trouble to the west. After all, this was no longer a case, but a political turmoil.

"Sanlang is in such good spirits."

The weather was hot. When Wang Daiji, a member of the Ministry of War, entered a room on the edge of the back mountain palace of Lishan Mountain, he was already sweating profusely and his clothes were all wet. After seeing the simple food and wine on the table in the room, he was even more excited.

A little surprised. "How do you get food and wine? How do you find such a clean and nice place?"

"It's up to Xiao Zhou." Zhang Xing didn't even get up. He just sat there, raised the wine bottle, and poured the wine first, but it turned out to be blood red, as if it was rare wine. "His father had a wine for many years.

In the old department, I was the second Ying Yanglang general on the left wing in the middle base army, and this is where he is stationed..."

Wang Daiji naturally knew Zhou Xingfan's background, so he just nodded and looked back at the door again, only to find that Qin Bao who invited him had stayed outside without entering, and there was no trace of Xiao Zhou. He knew inside that the other party had something to say, so he

Just come forward and take a seat.

Immediately, Zhang Sanlang put down the wine bottle, and Wang Daiji went directly to drink the wine, but the wine did not enter his throat. It was actually ice-cold red wine, which immediately refreshed his heart and spleen. Then he shouted "Hello" on the spot regardless of his appearance.

Zhang Xing, who was opposite him, smiled and poured another cup for him. Wang Daiji was also unceremonious and immediately poured it for him to drink again.

This happened again and again, no matter how many cups he drank, his yellow beard was stained with red. Only then did Wang Yuanwai Lang stop for a moment, and then let out a long, sultry breath.

Zhang Xing finally raised his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Ninth, is this a good rain after a long drought? In the end, my timely rain in domestic affairs is better than your timely rain in military affairs."

"Sanlang, if you say that, I won't admit it." Wang Daiji held the cold wine glass and shook his head in reply. "Now you can have some leisure time, but I am so busy because the father-in-law in Beiya is punishing me with resentment.

In the army, the people you want to entrust are the heroes of the Fifth Army... Even if you want to be busy, you can't be busy outside in the army."

Zhang Xing also picked up the wine glass, but he seemed to be smiling.

"Sanlang, please tell me if you have anything to say." Seeing this, Wang Daiji felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly picked up a chopstick of vegetables and urged him.

"I have a few things I would like to ask Brother Wang Jiu." Zhang Xing finally calmed down slightly and put down his wine glass. "Let's do it one by one, there's no rush... Tell me, how should this rumor case be concluded?"

"How can we end it?" Wang Daiji also looked a little depressed when he heard this. "Can the exact source of this kind of rumor really be found? If we find out, no one dares to believe that he is the first one, right? It's just to investigate, to find out.

The purpose of killing is to make the saint breathe out such a bad breath... When the saint feels comfortable with the killing and the saint feels it is okay to investigate, then the case can be closed... Don't you know this truth?"

"Brother, of course I think so too." Zhang Xing nodded: "But I still want to ask, Brother Wang is out there, does he have any real clues about this matter?"

"Really not." Wang Daiji shook his head and said. "Now we can only confirm that the Guanzhong area probably spread widely after the Holy Emperor entered Tongguan, and he probably made his fortune between Huayin and Zhengxian... But it's hard to say, because there are several

Documents reported by local officials all said that there seems to be this rumor in the east of Tongguan, and the local officials there have stepped up their inquiries."

He sighed in his heart, but on his face Zhang Xing did not comment, but calmly changed the question: "Brother Ninth has worked so hard these days, how much benefit have you gained?"

Wang Daiji quickly drank a drink, then shook his yellow beard and laughed dryly: "What did Sanlang say? How about this kind of thing...how to measure the benefits?"

"That's right." Zhang Xing held his chin and said thoughtfully. "It's just that he is from a humble background and has no cultivation, so he has to try his best to make friends with heroes to pave the way for future promotions... How can we measure the benefits?"

Wang Daiji instinctively wanted to deny it, but how could he not know that the other party had always acted in the same way as him and had no intention of ridiculing him, and this time he specially asked him to drink in a remote house in the back mountain and meet in private, so he must have something of real interest to say.

So, after thinking about it for a while, the military officer, Wailang, just held his chopsticks and said, "Do you have anything else to ask, Sanlang?"

"Yes." Zhang Xingfu poured another glass for the other party and continued to ask, "I would like to ask Brother Wang, what kind of person do you think the saint is today?"

Wang Daiji was finally startled, then immediately put down his chopsticks and said solemnly: "A saint is naturally a saint. Under the three splendors and four emperors, he is the supreme on earth! Otherwise, how can we call him a saint?"

"Well said!" Zhang Xing suddenly laughed, and then responded. "What I want is Brother Ninth's words."

Wang Daiji thought that the other party was looking for him to vent his dissatisfaction and complain about the saint. At this time, he was surprised when he heard this, but when he thought that the other party was Zhang Sanlang, who was famous in the Eastern Capital after all, he could reject Cao Huangshu at the top, rely on the Yitian Sword at the middle, and he had a lot of friends at the bottom.

, a hero with broad knowledge, whether he is in Jinyi Patrol or Fulong Guard, he can manage well, and there is Huaiyou League outside to wave his hand... He even dares to fight... Such a person has always felt that his future life is to be feared, how can he be like that today?

So stupid that he easily exposed his sincerity in front of himself that could be used as an excuse?

As soon as he thought about this, the well-known military officer Wailang became cautious: "Sanlang, what exactly are you asking?"

"Don't worry, let me ask you one by one." Zhang Xing put away his smile and continued to ask questions with an expressionless face. "Since Brother Wang Jiu respects the saint so much, let me ask an unnecessary question... Are you stuck as a member of the Ministry of War and Law?

It has been several years since Wailang has been in the position of the fifth rank. He is only one step away from the fifth rank of entering the palace, but he has never crossed over. Have you ever been tired of it? And seeing Zhang Han and Zhang Xianggong rise three times in five days, he has reached the extreme of human ministers.

, have you ever been envious?"

Of course I'm tired of it!

Of course I am envious!

Wang Daiji was speechless in his heart, but he was cautious after all, so he looked at the other person's face, and although his mind was changing all over, he didn't miss a word in his words: "Zhang Sanlang, don't play riddles. What do you mean?"

"Suppose there is an opportunity now for Brother Wang Jiu to obey the saint's wishes and vent his anger on the saint's behalf. Are you willing to follow the example of Mr. Zhang Han and risk offending his colleagues?" Zhang Xing also didn't agree.

He kept trying to cover it up again. "In exchange for this, his career will jump up?"

Wang Daiji said nothing.

"Or in other words, after the battle between Nanya and the Saint, the situation has become very clear. No matter how many heroes you make, no matter how famous you are, it is useless to make the Saint happy. That makes you give up on making friends with heroes in the past.

Are you willing to take the lower-level route and wholeheartedly cater to the saint at the top in exchange for an official career?" Zhang Xing waited for a moment and saw that the other party did not speak, so he simply said it more openly. "If you say yes, we will continue to talk, you

If you say you don't want to, just think that I, Zhang San, have lost my mind today and we are just here to have a drink."

The face of Wailang, a member of the military department opposite, twitched, and he tried his best to look straight and sighed: "Zhang Sanlang thinks too much... It is the duty of a minister to serve the saints, and to make friends and know heroes, it is to be warm-hearted... This

There is no conflict between top and bottom."

Zhang Xing also pretended to be pretentious: "I knew that Brother Wang Jiu was happy, but unfortunately, I just asked... There is no sure good thing for Brother Wang to share the saint's worries, and then he entered the palace like a fish into the sea."

"It would be weird to be completely sure that an official from a poor family could get into the house in one fell swoop. Otherwise, why would I have wasted so many years? Even Li Ding, who came from such a background, wouldn't have been stuck here for many years.

"?" Wang Daiji also laughed on the spot. "Sanlang, if you have any ideas, you might as well say it openly... Look at this place, there is no one else but you and me. If it comes out of your mouth or enters my ears, it is a rebellious word."

, I can’t even file a lawsuit.”

Well, wasn't he the one who just expressed his loyalty to the saint?

"Okay." Zhang Xing shook his head inwardly, with a sincere expression on his face. "Actually, the reason is very simple. It just depends on whether Brother Wang Jiu has the courage...Does Brother Wang Jiu still remember that before Zhang Wenda's death, the Ministry of Punishment Prison was robbed?

?”

"Of course I remember." Wang Daiji was already a little anxious, but he still managed to stay calm.

"How similar was that time to this time?" Zhang Xing sighed. "The saint was also furious and pursued the whole city... However, when it comes to the specifics of us under Jing'an Tower, no one knows it, and we only say that we are responsible for each other.

In those one or two markets, the chance of finding fugitives is too small, and it will be in vain because of starvation and loss of life. But the higher-ups want you to search the whole city, and they want you to blockade the cities, work hard, and work hard to get out.

...Does Brother Wang Jiu know how I responded at that time?"

"How did you deal with it?" Wang Daiji asked sincerely.

"I told my Miss Bai, who was still on patrol at the time, that the higher-ups want to see your hard work and ask you to do your job ruthlessly. In this case, instead of blocking the market for a long time and starving innocent people to death, it is better to be ruthless.

Select the strong men in the workshop and kill a lot of them!" Zhang Xing laughed in response. "Kill until there is a river of blood and a lot of corpses. The top will be satisfied, the bottom will avoid trouble, and the middle can make a fortune..."

"You mean..." Wang Daiji's heart moved slightly, as if he had caught something, but he couldn't figure it out for a while. "You want to..."

"I mean..." Zhang Xing picked up the already hot wine in front of him and brought it to his mouth, but it actually became cold. After drinking it down, he sneered slightly. "We all know where this rumor came from.

I knew that I was destined not to find the real criminal, and I just wanted to kill and bleed to calm the saint down... Instead of continuing to torture like this, letting the palace people, soldiers, and even innocent people along the way shed this blood, why not let the noble bleed?

?”

"Noble..." Wang Daiji instinctively thought it was ridiculous. "Is your noble so prone to bleeding?"

"Of course the blood of noble people should not be shed." Zhang Xing put down his wine glass and said something expressionless. "But when the blood of noble people is shed, it will be easier for the saint to calm down, because in the saint's place, a pound of noble blood will probably

It is better than the lives of ten civilians or soldiers on patrol; secondly, have you ever thought about who the saint would rather see bleed?"

Wang Daiji was silent for a moment, then asked slowly: "Do you think the saint's true heart would rather see the noble bleed?"

"It must be so." Zhang Sanlang pressed the table firmly.

"Why?" Wang Jiulang pinched his yellow beard and asked, he was really confused.
To be continued...