Cheng Jin did not answer directly, but first took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Tang Yin. The latter took it, unfolded it and saw three words crookedly written on the paper: Si Liying. He asked: "
This is……"
"The assassin's forehead bone is broken and he can't speak. This is what he wrote with his own hand." Cheng Jin said carefully. When it comes to Si Liying, it is a very important matter. Not only the Sichuan ministers are involved, but also Mrs. Zhaoyang.
They also have to be involved.
If this matter is further investigated, I don't know how many people will be implicated. Cheng Jin knows this, Lei Zhen, Ai Wei know it, and Tang Yin himself knows it.
Tang Yin slowly narrowed his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. He didn't know what to ask next. Who was the person in charge behind the scenes? Who else besides Xiao Xiang could mobilize Si Liying?
If Cheng Jin's answer to him was really Xiao Xiang, then how should he deal with Xiao Xiang? Kill her? Or depose her wife's title? These are simply impossible, and the consequences would be too serious.
He was silent for half a cup of tea, and then he said, "Assassin...is there anything else you can tell me?"
"Originally, my subordinates asked for more details, but in the end..."
At this point, Cheng Jin paused and shook his head with a look of shame. After a while, he whispered: "As a result, the assassin couldn't stand the torture and died... It was because my subordinate did something bad, so I ask the king to punish him!"
"
After hearing this, Tang Yin couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the assassin would reveal everything.
Let alone killing or deposing Xiao Xiang's title, it would trigger riots throughout Sichuan. Now that Xiao Xiang was his wife, he couldn't bear to do it.
Now that the assassin is dead, it will be easy to deal with only the fact that he is from the Si Liying camp. You can say that he is an exception, or you can say that he is deliberately framed. In short, there is no evidence, no matter how you say it. Thinking of this, he raised his head
, looked at Cheng Jin.
Cheng Jin looked like a child who had done something wrong, with his head hanging down and not daring to breathe. Lei Zhen and Ai Wei on the side also had their heads drooped, but their expressions were changing. Tang Yin was so smart, he thought about it and immediately realized
The unusual thing about it.
People like Cheng Jin, Lei Zhen, and Ai Wei are all masters of torture, especially Cheng Jin and Ai Wei. They are in this industry themselves. How could they torture such an important prisoner to death?
Making people unable to survive or die was their best skill. After thinking about it, Tang Yin understood that this must be Cheng Jin deliberately trying to silence himself.
When the assassin confessed that he was from the Si Li camp, Cheng Jin must have realized the seriousness of the situation. If everything was exposed, it would probably get out of hand and he would be in trouble. Therefore, the captured assassin must
He was not tortured to death, but executed directly by Cheng Jin.
Thinking of this, Tang Yin nodded secretly. Cheng Jin was worthy of being his confidant. He knew what he wanted and what he didn't want, instead of just focusing on handling cases and doing things.
Tang Yin and Cheng Jin had a tacit understanding without any words, but on the surface, Tang Yin still pretended to be angry and said in a low voice with dissatisfaction: "Why are you so careless? For such repeat offenders, I would rather
Even if the trial is postponed, he won’t be killed!”
"Yes! It's all because I was too impatient, so I'm willing to accept the punishment." Cheng Jin bowed and said.
"Forget it, it's not a pity to die." Tang Yin changed the topic and asked slowly: "The assassin told him that he was from the Si Li camp. Could this... be a deliberate frame-up, deliberately framed the Sichuan people, with the intention of causing trouble?
The conflict between Feng people and Sichuan people?"
Cheng Jin thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "I think this is very possible."
"Then continue to investigate, be sure to find out the person in charge behind the assassin, and give Yuanji an explanation!"
"My subordinate understands." Of course Cheng Jin understood Tang Yin's true intention. Your Majesty wants to find a scapegoat himself. The real culprit cannot be found in this case, and it cannot be left unsolved. He can only arrest some irrelevant people.
Come and take the blame.
Tang Yin took a deep look at Cheng Jin, then waved his hand and said, "You all should stand down. By the way, this case will be handled by An Jian alone. The Duwei Camp and the Lieutenant's Mansion no longer need to interfere."
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Lei Zhen and Ai Wei are also smart people. This murder case is a big quagmire. If they can get out of it, they should get out of it as soon as possible. Otherwise, they will get dirty all over and it will happen again.
Deeply trapped in it.
Lei Zhen and Ai Wei both left, but Cheng Jin stayed behind and did not leave immediately. After they had left the room, Cheng Jin took two steps forward and came to Tang Yin's side. He whispered: "Your Majesty, please meet the assassin on your right."
The restaurant was newly opened, and the shopkeeper is from Sichuan. In addition, the assassin seemed to have known that the right minister would go there, so he made careful arrangements inside and outside the restaurant in advance."
Tang Yin looked deeply and said quietly: "As far as I know, it was Zhang Xin who invited Yuan Ji to that restaurant for dinner."
"That's right!" Cheng Jin said, "I'm rewarded. Ever since Mrs. Zhaoyang became pregnant, Mr. Zhang has been very close to Mrs. Zhaoyang."
Cheng Jin didn't need to clarify what he said, but Tang Yin already understood the meaning of his words. The assassination of Shangguan Yuanji would definitely be difficult to accomplish with Sichuan people alone. Only Feng people could cooperate with it to have any hope of success, and even interacting with Xiao Xiang
Mi Zhangxin is the most suitable candidate.
Of course, Tang Yin can also understand Zhang Xin's thoughts. The main reason why he clings to Xiao Xiang is because of the child in Xiao Xiang's belly.
He nodded and said: "I understand, Cheng Jin, you did a good job this time, go ahead!"
"Yes! I'm resigning!" Cheng Jin bowed deeply again, then turned and walked out.
After Cheng Jin also left, Tang Yin couldn't help but rub his sore forehead. Dealing with complicated government affairs every day was enough for him to work hard, and now he needed to coordinate the intricate relationships among everyone. Tang Yin felt that he was really
It's beyond our capabilities.
He sat there for a long time, took a deep breath, stood up, and said to Ah San and Ah Si outside the door: "Get the car ready, I'm going to Zhang Mansion!"
Tang Yin went to Zhang Xin's official residence. After the assassination in the restaurant, Zhang Xin was also injured, but the injury was minor. He had not attended the morning court in the past few days and had been staying at home because of illness.
When the king came to visit him in person, Zhang Xin couldn't tell whether he was scared or surprised. Speaking of which, this was Tang Yin's first time to visit his mansion.
Zhang Xin was supported by his servants and walked out of the mansion. When he saw Tang Yin outside, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "I am here to see you, your Majesty!"
Tang Yin stretched out his hand to help Zhang Xin up and said, "Zhang Xin, you are injured, so there is no need to be polite."
Tang Yin went in front, followed by Zhang Xin, and walked into Zhang's house. After entering, he did not go to the lobby. He turned back and smiled at Zhang Xin: "This is my first time coming to your house. Please show me around."
Let’s go shopping!”
Zhang Xin responded hurriedly, and then took Tang Yin to wander around the house. When Tang Yin walked to the back garden of Zhang's house, he stopped, looked at Zhang Xin, and said, "You are injured now, so you shouldn't move around too much.
Let’s sit in the pavilion.”
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Zhang Xin followed Tang Yin into the pavilion. Seeing Tang Yin waving his hands to Asan, Asan and Si and others, sending everyone away, Zhang Xin immediately ordered the surrounding servants to retreat from the pavilion.
Soon, someone brought tea. Tang Yin picked up the teacup and drank the tea slowly and said: "Zhang Xin, many ministers in the court are now persuading me to seize the throne and become the emperor. What do you think about this matter?"
watch?"
Zhang Xin's mind was racing and he didn't understand what the king meant by asking. He pondered for a moment and said cautiously: "The minister always takes the king's lead as his guide. No matter what decision the king makes, the minister will support the king..."
Tang Yin was amused, waved his hand and said, "Stop talking about these superficial things in private. I just want to hear your true thoughts."
"Oh..." Zhang Xin paused, then raised his hands and said: "Of course I also hope that the king can go one step further and become a veritable supreme king in the world. However, the right prime minister has always opposed the king seizing the throne. The right prime minister is the head of the civil servants.
I dare not make mistakes, so I should respect the decision of the right prime minister."
Tang Yin nodded and said meaningfully: "What you said is right. In addition, there is another point. Yuanji and you are both wind people. It is you who I rely on the most. Now, the situation in the court is complicated, and we need to
There is a mainstay to support you, and you are that pillar. Therefore, you should stick together tightly. Even if there are differences between you, you should focus on the overall situation and be as courteous as possible. To me, you
The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh and they are killing each other. This is the last thing I want to see."
His words were spoken from the bottom of his heart, and Zhang Xin was frightened and panicked.
The king has spoken to this extent, and has obviously found out the truth. Thinking of this, Zhang Xin could no longer sit still on the stone bench, directly slid to his knees on the ground, kowtowed forward, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I am a humble minister.
I was confused for a moment and lost my mind until I..."
Before he could finish his words, Tang Yin leaned over and grabbed his arm, and said quietly: "Everyone makes mistakes, and I'm not afraid of you making mistakes. As long as you can sincerely repent, I'm just afraid that some people are stubborn and make mistakes again and again.
By then, I won’t be able to protect him even if I want to.”
"Your Majesty..." Zhang Xin's body as he was kneeling on the ground shook violently, and then he burst into tears. He cried until he couldn't make a sound, and kept repeating in his mouth: "I am confused, I am confused..."
Tang Yin stood up, pulled him up at the same time, laughed loudly, and said: "Zhang Xin, you are already old, how can you cry like this?"
As he spoke, he took out the handkerchief, handed it to Zhang Xin, and said with a smile: "Wipe it clean quickly, so that people can see it, and they will think that I am here to ask for guilt in the name of visiting a patient!"
How could Zhang Xin not feel the king's favor towards him? Because of this, he felt even more ashamed and shed more tears. He took Tang Yin's handkerchief, but did not dare to use it. He only used his sleeves to wipe the tears on his face.