Their crown prince of the Qin Dynasty, His Highness the Emperor Taisun, still has no official wife!
Not only was there no main wife, there was no side room or a main room, and the backyard was terrifyingly empty!
Looking at the current situation, the status of the emperor's grandson is getting more and more stable. She is definitely the future emperor. The woman of the future emperor, even if she is not a queen, is still a concubine.
As a result, families in Beijing who thought they had some confidence began to make plans to put their daughters in His Highness Qin's backyard.
Even if she is not qualified to be the head wife, it doesn't matter. She can be just a concubine. As long as she is the wife of the emperor's grandson, when the emperor's grandson ascends the throne, she can always get a good position in the harem, right?
People with some connections began to think of ways to build connections so that their girls could be sent to Prince Qin's Mansion. After hearing the news, the second wife of the Gu family also hurriedly went to find the old man and asked him to take away Concubine Gu or Gu Qiancheng's.
Luzi, give Qianmeng to His Highness Qin as a concubine.
"Our Qian Meng has always been well-behaved and obedient. Even if he wins His Highness's attention in the future, his heart will definitely be towards the family. Old Master, just be at ease. You don't know about Qian Meng's child yet. She is a good boy. You can let her
She will never go east." The second lady really went all out to promote her daughter.
The second master also echoed: "Father, this matter is really feasible. Although I am not a good father, I have a son who can live up to his expectations. Cheng Huan has made great achievements in the northwest, and His Highness the Emperor Taisun is trying to win over him.
Cheng Huan will also be willing to take Qian Meng as my concubine."
The old man didn't have that plan originally. In his opinion, Qianmeng was completely impossible, but as soon as the second master said this, Mr. Gu felt that it was feasible.
With Cheng Huan, a young general, it is not difficult for Qian Meng to enter the emperor's grandson's backyard. As for Gu Qiancheng?
Anyway, with Gu Qiancheng's status, she can't be the first wife. When the time comes, the two sisters will serve the same husband, and they will still have someone to take care of them.
"I know this well." The old man neither denied nor agreed.
As soon as the second lady and her husband took a look at it, they knew there was something going on...
Qin Jiyan was at Ning'an Temple at the moment, inspecting the murder scene. He had no idea that because of the clumsy seduction drama in the temple, he became the son-in-law that every parent in the Qin Dynasty wanted. Countless people were planning how to give their daughter to him.
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His Highness Qin looked at the murder scene and couldn't help but frown. The sweeping monk of Ning'an Temple died in the Sutra Pavilion with only a fatal wound on his heart. The person who struck was quick and precise, killing him with one blow, and the deceased did not even have a chance to call for help.
Under the heart of the deceased's right hand, there is a "キ" symbol with two horizontal lines and one vertical line.
His Highness Qin refused to allow him to conduct an inspection and stepped forward in person, holding the deceased's hand through a white brocade handkerchief.
Although the bloody words on the ground were written by the deceased's hand, they were not written by the deceased himself. Instead, the murderer grabbed the deceased's hand and drew them one stroke at a time.
After checking what he wanted, Qin Jiyan took a step back and motioned for Wu Zuo to step forward.
The six-door gangster's strength soared under the stimulation of Gu Qiancheng, and he quickly found out the situation on the scene clearly.
The deceased was a male monk, thirty-seven years old, eight feet tall, with calluses on his mouth and palms. He was suspected to be a martial arts practitioner, good at bows, arrows, daggers and other sharp weapons.
There were several stab wounds on the back of the deceased, which should have been old wounds that were more than ten years old.
There is also a scar on the abdomen, which may have been injured by a sharp object. The scar is initially estimated to be more than ten years old.
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These characteristics are enough to show that this humble sweeping monk of Ning'an Temple has an extraordinary origin.
"Send someone to find out his identity." Qin Jiyan has no intention of investigating this case personally, he just needs to ask questions.
"Young man, I understand." Upon hearing Qin Jiyan's words, the police officer from the Six Gates knew that Qin Jiyan attached great importance to this case.
There are many cases, large and small, in the Six Doors, but there are really only a few cases that His Highness Qin may give advice on...
After returning to the capital, Qin Jiyan immediately sent someone to Jingzhai to ask Jingyan to come to the door. Of course, the door that came was not the door of Prince Qin's Mansion, but the door of six doors.
Obviously, His Highness Qin suspected Jing Yan. In other words, His Highness Qin had suspected Jing Yan for a long time, but he just had no evidence and did not want to scare the snake, so he never touched Jing Yan. But now it seems...
Jing Yan is smarter than he thought. He must reveal something to make Jing Yan confused and reveal his flaws.
Jing Yan admitted that he was really shocked when he heard that His Highness Qin sent someone to invite him!
He had no friendship with Qin Jiyan, and there was no way that Qin Jiyan would want to meet a little person like him for no reason.
"You can't really find something, right?" Thinking of Qin Jiyan's deception in Xihu, Jing Yan felt more and more likely that this was possible.
He was really too impatient!
Perhaps he was overconfident due to his great victory over the Fifth Prince some time ago.
Jing Yan secretly warned himself, reminding himself to be more careful...
Of course, he was thinking this in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. In front of the guards, Jing Yan showed just the right amount of surprise and nervousness, then immediately went to change clothes and followed the guards, without revealing any flaws in the whole process.
Jing Yan was quickly taken to the six gates. His Highness Qin did not give Jing Yan any low-level threats and asked the guards to bring him in as soon as he arrived.
Jing Yan is both a talent and an opponent. His Highness Qin respects both talents and opponents.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty the Emperor, is a thousand years old." Jing Yan lifted up his robe and knelt down gracefully.
It was just a ceremony of kneeling down, but Jing Yan showed the magnanimity and charm of a young man from an aristocratic family, making it impossible for His Highness Qin to associate him with the people in the world.
Raising his eyes and glancing at Jing Yan, His Highness Qin said calmly, "No courtesy. I'll give you a seat."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jing Yan sat down calmly and straightly, with his hands folded flat on his legs.
When His Highness Qin saw Jing Yan lowering his head slightly, with a respectful look, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, he leaned back slightly, and said in a casual tone: "Master Jing, I heard that you were killed by you when you were seven years old.
Adopted by an adoptive father?”
"Yes." This matter is well documented and Jing Yan will not lie.
"Seven years old is already the age to remember things. Does Mr. Jing remember what happened before you were seven years old?" His Highness Qin's words were enough to frighten Jing Yan.
His Highness Qin must have discovered something, otherwise he would not ask such a question.
But what about discovery?
His Highness Qin has no evidence!
His past was so perfect that no one could find any flaws.
Jing Yan lowered his eyes, covering up the contempt in his eyes, and said gently and calmly: "Your Highness, I remember. Before I was seven years old, I lived in a remote mountain village in Zhu County, Jiangnan. When I was seven years old, I encountered a famine. My father
My mother escaped with me, but my father and mother died on the road, and I wandered all the way, begging for a living, until I met my adoptive father."
The year Jing Yan was adopted, many counties in the south of the Yangtze River encountered disasters. There were many children begging on the streets that year, and many were adopted. Jing Yan was just one of them, and he was not the luckiest one.