After Jia Cong and others received the urgent letter from Rongguo Mansion, they hurriedly went to Jia Taijun's place to say goodbye and had a brief talk with her. Reading at zero o'clock
Jia Taijun was shocked: "What should I do if this is the case?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "No problem, our family is still capable of delaying the lawsuit for a few days. I have some ideas, but I have to return to Beijing quickly. If it is late, I am afraid it will be too late."
Jia Taijun thought that he was a man from the lower world to save the living beings from disasters, so he didn't ask him, nodded and said: "In that case, let Mang'er go with you."
Jia Cong was startled: "Cousin Mang?"
Gao Mang is the youngest son of Gao Li. He is seventeen years old. He has a quiet temper and excellent martial arts skills. Jia Cong and the others have deliberately tried to seduce him these days. But they never thought that Jia Taijun would be so generous and willing to let him follow him.
Jia Taijun said calmly: "He is not young anymore. It would be good to go to Beijing to see the world."
Jia Cong blinked tacitly: "We all like Cousin Mang very much, so don't worry, great-aunt."
When Jia Taijun smiled, his wrinkles smoothed away.
Returning to the East Guest House, everyone began to pack up. Jia Cong took Gong Kun and explained the key points of the half-day discussion with the princess and Bai Lingen. He repeatedly told him not to change the name of the place. Hong Kong has an excellent name. He also asked him if he could.
There is a way to get the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi or the navy.
Gong Kun shook his head and said: "Such a big thing is definitely not something we can accomplish right now. Third Master, please don't rush."
Jia Cong sighed: "It's not that I'm in a hurry, time waits for me." He then said, "Does Beringen have a master builder there?"
Gong Kun asked: "What do you want a master builder to do?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Nothing, I just thought that Sister Lin might be involved in the construction of the port. She has been studying the house for two years, so she has some skills. This is a big project that will go down in history."
Gong Kun said curiously: "It's just a private port, and there is no shadow yet. It may not be possible in three years or two, so why worry now? No matter how smart Ms. Lin is, she is just a child. In the end, she just broke a mechanism. Where?
How can it compare to a real construction master? She can't come to the scene in person. If the third master really feels that it is extremely important, he can repair and rebuild it in the future."
Jia Cong thought it right and said with a smile: "I am eager for quick success."
Then they discussed it for a while, and together with Jia Cong went to say goodbye to a few important people in the Gao family, and the group was on their way soon.
This time they took the official route. They had documents from Gao Li in their hands. They pretended to be military secrets and went straight to the inn to exchange horses. They didn’t bring any luggage with them. They traveled hundreds of miles a day and arrived not far from the capital in only seven days. If
Hurry up and you can enter the city before dark. Jia Cong suddenly ordered everyone not to rush and to find a town on the outskirts of Beijing to rest for the night to recharge. Everyone was surprised, and Jia Huan first asked him what he was thinking.
Jia Cong said with a smile: "I'm going to study tomorrow, and I can't eat anything that will make me angry tonight." He refused to say any more. Jia Huan made a few innuendoes, but to no avail, so he had to give it up. That day, everyone rested in the suburbs of the city.
, and had a satisfying sleep.
Early the next morning, everyone got up and packed up to go to Beijing. Jia Cong took the lead and went straight to Nan'an Prince's Palace instead of returning to Rongguo Mansion.
The funeral at the Nan'an Prince's Mansion had not yet been completed. There were many cars and sedans from high-ranking families passing by, and their group was very conspicuous. Jia Cong jumped off his horse at the gate of the mansion. Someone who had seen them had thought that they were from outside to worship, so he went up
Say hello in front.
Jia Cong cupped his fists at him and said, "Brother, could you please ask the Crown Prince Huo Sheng to come out? I have something important to tell him."
The boy hurriedly asked: "What's your guest's name? The prince is keeping vigil at the moment."
Jia Cong said loudly: "The death of Prince Nan'an was unjust. It was not an accident, but someone secretly murdered him. If Huo Sheng is still a filial son, he should find the real culprit for his father!"
There were quite a few people at the door at this time. The guests who had just arrived, the coachmen and horsemen from various families staying outside, and the ordinary people who came to watch out of curiosity all turned their heads and stared at Jia Cong.
Jia Cong said loudly: "And the real culprit behind this is probably interested in dealing with Prince Huo Sheng."
The boy guarding the door was so shocked that he opened his mouth for a long time, and then asked: "This young man, may I ask his name?"
Jia Cong said with a sullen face: "Huo Sheng knows me. He knew it when he came out. This matter is important, let him hurry up."
The boy had no choice but to go back and hurriedly ran in. Jia Cong put on an enigmatic look and waited outside the gate of Nan'an Prince's Mansion. The people onlookers talked about it, and even those who passed by were talking.
He refused to leave, and after a while a circle of people gathered around him.
Not long after, Huo Sheng came out. He had lost several laps of weight now. Because he came out at a trot, he stumbled a bit and had to be supported by someone.
His father is gone. Even though he is usually dissatisfied with Huo Xuan, after all, he is his biological father, and he is so dead that he has nothing to do with him. These days, he has been in trouble, and he has been in a daze and kept silent about everything.
Regardless of what the boy said just now, it was as if a skylight had been opened. Without asking who was coming, he hurriedly left the inside and ran out at all costs. When he saw Jia Cong when he went out, he was shocked and pointed at him and shouted: "
Jia Cong! Why is it you!"
Jia Cong hummed: "Who else is so smart except me? I'm not like you. I look smart for nothing and don't even think calmly when things happen. Master, that's your biological father!"
Everyone was confused by what he said. They wanted to hear more and more, and they all fell silent involuntarily.
Jia Congnai asked him: "Your father has passed away. Can a detailed autopsy be done on his body?"
Huo Sheng closed his eyes and said slowly for a long time: "I hit a brick on the back of my head and died suddenly."
Jia Cong waved his hand and said: "That is probably a coincidence. Have you ever checked it carefully, for example, whether it has been poisoned?"
Huo Sheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly popped out, and he grabbed Jia Cong's chest: "What did you say?!"
Jia Cong glanced at him: "I guessed it. Fortunately, you were still at the scene, but you didn't think about this? I could guess what was going on when I read a letter from two thousand miles away. Are you here?
You didn’t even notice the scene? What a confused son!”
Huo Sheng grabbed his clothes higher and said, "Speak clearly!"
Jia Cong was a lot shorter than him, so he felt quite uncomfortable being caught. He hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Let go, let go! What's the use of catching me? It's only right to have the strength to catch the person who killed your father."
Huo Sheng looked down at his hand, quickly let it go, then grabbed Jia Cong's arm and said urgently: "Brother Cong! I know that you are a good boy from the lower world, and you are extremely intelligent. Who killed my father?"
?”
Jia Cong glared at him and said: "I'm not Zhuge Liang who can count things! I can only guess some traces. After all, the government must investigate the case in detail. I didn't examine the body in detail, right?"
Huo Sheng nodded. Because Huo Xuan died suddenly and there were no external injuries, Huo Sheng himself was still at a loss. That day, the gangster only looked at the wound and concluded that Huo Xuan was indeed dead.
due to that trauma.
Jia Congnai sighed: "Huo Shizi, this matter is too strange. There are many things that are extremely strange from beginning to end. If it is strange, there are differences, and if there are differences, there is a hidden meaning."
Huo Sheng nodded repeatedly: "That's right! It's so strange! Because my father is gone, I don't have the time to think about anything else. It's all strange when I look back."
Jia Cong said slowly: "Let's first review how the prince went. At that time, the prince of Nan'an was in an inexplicable rage. He fought with his favorite eldest son, Prince Huo, and Brother Baoyu took it.
An inkstone was going to hit him. When he heard the wind, he turned around and saw the inkstone flying over, but he did not dodge, and even had a sneer on his face. According to ordinary people, if he saw someone hitting him with an inkstone, he would definitely dodge. Huo
Why didn’t the prince dodge?”
He paused sincerely, glanced at Huo Sheng, and saw the curiosity in the eyes of the onlookers getting stronger, and then said: "Let's take a look at these two people. Prince Huo Xuan of Nan'an is a general of our dynasty. He is now in his prime. Earlier,
I have killed barbarians and fought pirates in the south. I have guarded Hebei in the past few years and trained our most elite soldiers to defend the royal city. Needless to say, my body is made of steel. On the other hand, who is my brother Baoyu? He is not yet young.
Thirteen years old, a frail scholar, a young master with no strength in his hands. The heaviest thing he has held since he was born was a teapot filled with tea. His thighs are three times thinner than Prince Huo's arms. A frail man
The scholar used a small inkstone to hit a general who was made of steel and iron! Who of you believed that he would hit the general to the ground?" Jia Cong looked around with a cold face, "Who believes that?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Wu You said loudly: "I don't believe it. If a scholar does something to martial arts practitioners like us, it is just scratching an itch, and the scratching is not enough!"
Jia Cong said loudly: "I am only nine years old, but I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. Therefore, I know that martial arts practitioners are very stable. A general like Prince Nan'an must be much more stable than me. Brother Baoyu is four years older than me.
He is a weak little scholar. It is better to let him hit me with an inkstone. If he has the ability to hit me, I will take his name!"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh - Huo Sheng had already called him Jia Cong, and he called him brother Baoyu. It was obvious that he had the same surname as Jia Baoyu, who was rumored to have accidentally killed Prince Nan'an.
Jia Congnai looked at Huo Sheng and said: "If a person with the body of Prince Huo is knocked to the ground by a little scholar, it can only mean that his health is already bad, and extremely bad. Therefore, there are two possibilities.
. He was seriously ill, and the illness made him ill. Patients can sense that they are sick. Since Prince Huo sincerely did not avoid the inkstone, it was obvious that he was not sick. He thought that he was not sick anymore.
His body was so strong that the inkstone just scratched his body when it hit him. Therefore, the prince wanted the little scholar to see how strong and powerful he was, and to laugh at how powerless and incompetent the little scholar was. That's why he didn't
Dodge." He paused, and suddenly a chill came over his body, "Therefore, it can only be another possibility. Prince Huo didn't know that his health was not good, and he was kept in the dark. Because he
He was poisoned."
There was a commotion and a lot of whispering among the others. Huo Sheng stared at him intently.
Jia Cong added: "The above is purely speculation, because I can't find any other possibility to explain this matter. I have to ask a widower to conduct an autopsy. Another strange thing is that Prince Huo ran to my brother inexplicably.
Go to the academy. I won’t shy away from this. I think many people have probably guessed this.” Jia Cong curled his lips and said, “I guess the rumors in the market are like this. Huo Sheng, the crown prince of Nan’an, and Jia Baoyu, a scholar from Yuntai Academy,
When they met Longyang, the prince Huo Xuan was furious when he learned that he went to Yuntai Academy and got furious. He had a fight with the prince Huo Sheng and even used weapons. The young scholar Jia Baoyu threw an inkstone to help the prince.
, accidentally hit the prince and staggered him to death. Is that right?"
Huo Sheng's face turned blue and purple, and he gritted his teeth: "What do you want to say?"
Jia Cong said seriously: "Jia Baoyu is my brother. I naturally know how much he likes women. I don't think you, Huo Shizi, are as good as Long Yang. So you two are ordinary."
The man is definitely not a rabbit. So here comes the question. Why did Prince Huo Xuan mistakenly think that you two have broken sleeves? Prince Huo usually makes a lot of good friends, but my brother Baoyu is not the one who has a good friendship with you. Why do you
Father will misunderstand that you two are unusual? He actually chased you to his academy and started fighting with you without even listening to an explanation." Jia Cong's face suddenly darkened. "Huo Shizi, have you ever thought about what happened with you that day?
You beat your own father, dragging a body that could be knocked to the ground by a weak scholar? If my brother Baoyu hadn't smashed his inkstone, you would have no idea that your father's body was already dead.
It’s inappropriate to think that he is as tough as usual, and what will happen if we fight him for another ten rounds?”
Huo Sheng was shocked. Yes, Baoyu's thin arms like firewood could knock down his father with an inkstone. What would happen if he still treated his body as usual?
If you fail to protect everything, you will kill your father if you miss it!
What he could think of, others naturally thought of it too. Everyone was in an uproar for a while. Wu You pretended to shout loudly: "What a cruel strategy! One end killed Prince Nan'an, and the other end made the prince bear a huge crime! If it weren't for
Master Jia made a mistake, and the prince jumped into the Yellow River to clear his mind. Even if he was cleared, his life would be over!" Killing his father by mistake is also killing. Even if he is framed, Huo Sheng can still be convicted of patricide.
It's a life-long commitment to him.
I heard a sharp female voice coming from behind: "Come here! Please do it!" I saw a group of maids slowly walking out of the palace gate, and the one being held up among them was Princess Nan'an, who was dressed in plain clothes.
Because she had given up on Huo Xuan a long time ago, she was not very sad. Her son was the most important person to her. She had already heard the rumors on the street these days. There were rumors that Huo Xuan was the Rabbit Master for many years. There were no unpleasant things outside.
Yes. She saw Huo Sheng in a trance, and her hair turned white in anxiety. Just now someone came to her door and said: "A child came to the door and asked the prince to go out and talk. He claimed that the prince was killed by someone, and that the real culprit was someone else.
Man!" She couldn't sit still immediately. If what this child said was true, it would have saved Huo Sheng's reputation for the first time! He also hurried outside and heard Jia Cong's words clearly at the door! In his heart
A secret surprise welled up.
At this moment, Huo Sheng was scratching his head and his heart was in confusion. When he saw her, he immediately rushed towards her like a child: "Mother!"
The princess stroked his hair and said solemnly: "What this young master said is absolutely true. Your father is so tall that even the enemy generals can't move a hair on his face on the battlefield. How can a weak scholar take a piece of his hair?"
Can a small inkstone be knocked down? I'm afraid there is some other reason behind it." She secretly decided in her heart that if the test showed that Huo Xuan was not poisoned, she would have to try to make him change his story and say that he was poisoned by a strange poison.
Jia Cong then walked over and saluted solemnly: "Meet the princess!"
Although the princess looked sad, her eyes did not hide the joy: "Are you Jia Cong? I have long heard that you are extremely smart, and you are indeed worthy of your reputation."
Jia Cong said: "It's all false rumors from outsiders. I'm just a little smarter than ordinary people." Everyone onlookers laughed when he said this.
The princess nodded and stretched out her other hand to stroke his head: "Good boy!"
Jia Cong said: "Now that the prince is gone, I hope that the princess will show her condolences and find the real culprit to avenge him. This will be worthy of the prince."
A daughter-in-law came down below and said, "Princess and Crown Prince, do you want to go in first?"
Just as the princess was about to open her mouth, Jia Cong hurriedly said: "No!" The princess was stunned. Jia Congnai bowed to her again and said, "If the princess is not too tired, please wait at the door with the prince until the death."
Let's go in together. As for why, I can't say it now. I will know when the time comes. Anyway, it is to clear the name of the prince and the prince."
The princess wholeheartedly hoped that what he said was true, and secretly thought that the son was sent by God to save Huo Sheng. Seeing the mystery of what he said, she nodded and said: "Okay. I'll just rely on you."
Princess Nan'an didn't care about the door, so she led her sons Huo Sheng and Jia Cong to stand waiting at the door of the mansion. Such a new thing happened once in a lifetime, and more and more people were watching.
, no one was willing to leave, and they were all waiting for the widow to come over. Several dignitaries from the Nan'an Palace who came to pay homage also walked out of the crowd, and they saluted with the princess. Jia Cong got to know him by the way. Among them, there was
The very famous Prince Shui Rong of Beijing in Dream of Red Mansions indeed had a painting-like appearance. He then curiously glanced left and right at him. Shui Rong also looked at him with a smile, and their eyes met.
Jia Cong was a little embarrassed and stopped peeking.
Not long after, the servants invited by the Prince of Nan'an hurried over, and Zhao Cheng, the commander of the Wucheng Army and Horse Division, personally led a few people to follow behind. Jia Congnai bowed his hands to the crowd: "This matter is important, so why not?"
I would like to invite some respected elders to come in." He glanced at the princess again.
The princess hurriedly said: "Listen to Mr. Jia."
For a while, seven old men were recommended among the people who were watching. Jia Cong felt that there were too few, so he invited a few more, making up twelve people. They went inside together with the princess, the crown prince's widow, Jia Cong, and others.