Eunuch Gan and Yin Zhuang searched the files all night, and finally found the origin of the arrow that sounded in the middle of the night. Twenty-five years ago, the old King Jin and several other princes received a letter from the arrow at the same time, saying that Zhou Yan, the general envoy at that time, was going to be thrown away.
Jia Cong was still a child at that time. It didn't take long for Zhou Yan to die. The Supreme Emperor promoted the deputy envoy to general affairs to the full envoy, and the vacant position of deputy envoy to general affairs was filled by Jia Lian.
I added a comment from Mr. Sun, the former official of the Imperial City Division: Four years later, it was revealed that it was the work of the remaining princes of Xian Yi Zhong.
Eunuch Gan thought: "Isn't it the year the late emperor passed away in four years?"
Yin Zhuang said: "Yes. The late emperor passed away, the Supreme Emperor disappeared, and the world was enfeoffed in that year."
Eunuch Gan immediately ordered him to bring in all the files from four years later. The two of them checked again and found that twenty-one years ago, the kings had obtained two arrow books. The first one told the princes that the late emperor was dying, and the emperor deliberately intercepted it.
In many places, the late emperor's confidant generals paid the army and made a list of generals. The princes then divided up to win over them. The last one pointed out that the Supreme Emperor was in the hands of King Yan, and came up with an idea to divide the kings into feudal states. The last one was not an arrow book.
Instead, he gave the kings a box of identical imitation tiger charms and left a message calling himself Prince Yichu.
Eunuch Gan held the file and pondered for a long time. He looked at Yin Zhuang and said, "What do you think?"
Yin Zhuang said: "It is exactly the same as "Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Wrongful Souls" and our matter."
"Do you believe it was Prince Yohitada's remnant who did this?"
Yin Zhuang thought for a long time: "If not them, who is it? The symptoms of the late emperor's illness are extraordinary for ordinary people to know, and the tiger talisman is also extraordinary for ordinary people to imitate. Prince Yi Zhong has been the prince for decades, and his mother has also been a princess for decades.
Queen, I don’t know how many nails have been buried in the palace in the army. It’s understandable that you have this ability. Others can’t.”
Eunuch Gan thought for a while and said: "Prince Yi Zhong didn't even leave any men behind. His people hate the Supreme Emperor to the core and want to disrupt his empire. It's understandable. You snatched it from my master and you tore it into pieces and refused to let him go."
You get it. It makes sense to ruin the reputation of the late emperor. I'm afraid they hate the late emperor more than they hate the Supreme Emperor. But what does it have to do with our country of Jin?"
Yin Zhuang said: "Could it be..." He hesitated to speak.
Eunuch Gan said kindly: "But it doesn't matter."
Yin Zhuang said: "I remember Mr. Sun once mentioned that our old prince secretly sought refuge with Prince Yi Zhong in his early years. Fortunately, he hid it deeply and stopped quickly, so he was never implicated. I wonder... if there is anything I can't do to Prince Yi Zhong."
Eunuch Gan was shocked: "This is happening!" He thought for a moment, turned around and saw that it was already dawn, and said, "You have a rest for a while, and your family will go to the palace to see the prince."
Yin Zhuang said: "May I ask, sir, do you have anything to do with me later? If so, I will just take a nap in the Yamen. If not, I would like to go home."
Eunuch Gan thought for a moment and said, "You can go back. Even machines have to rest."
Yin Zhuang said: "In this case, adults also need to rest."
Eunuch Gan smiled and said, "I have my own sense of proportion." Yin Zhuang then went home.
Eunuch Gan rushed to the palace to meet the King of Jin. When he returned to the Yamen, he saw that Yin Zhuang was back! He frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you to go back and rest?"
Yin Zhuangnai said in a low voice: "Bizhi didn't tell my uncle that I was working in the Imperial City Department. I only said that I was on duty in the governor's office. Because I was thinking about leaking the secret, I was a little absent-minded while eating. My uncle asked if I had encountered a problem. I was beaten by Bizhi.
Here’s an analogy.”
"What did you say?"
"The official said that a recent case in the yamen seems to be carved out of the same mold as several old cases from more than 20 years ago. The masters are wondering whether the same group of people did it. It's just that those people back then were the same ones.
Avenge a friend. The revenge has been avenged long ago, so why do they commit crimes again? My uncle, who was in a humble position, once walked through the green forest when he was a boy. He said that according to the custom of the green forest, there is no banquet that lasts. The revenge has been avenged, and most of the gangs have been disbanded for more than 20 years.
Yes. Maybe one of the brothers has made a new enemy recently, and he is doing it in the same way as before, and he is familiar with it."
Eunuch Gan nodded unconsciously: "What your uncle said makes sense. The Supreme Emperor has lost his throne, and Prince Yi Zhong's revenge has been avenged. His people may have dispersed."
Yin Zhuang said: "I don't know who he voted for." Eunuch Gan looked at him and smiled.
On the other side, the birthday banquet of Han Mansion was held. Due to the large number of guests, several pavilions were specially packed for retreat. Jia Cong and Feng Ziying did not reveal their names, but only sent Jia Meng’s name card in. The two of them followed
Jia Meng acted as a clean-up guest behind Jia Meng. When the steward of the Han family saw him, he hurriedly sent the boy to call a man who was greeting the guests to come and accompany him. However, the man was too busy to touch the ground and had no time to listen for a long time. The steward jumped around in a hurry.
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Jia Meng smiled and said: "No problem, no problem, you go about your business and send someone to lead the way so that our guys can carry the birthday gifts in."
The steward hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, Uncle Jia, for your thoughtfulness." Then he called for someone to lead the way. Jia Meng and others went to the table first.
The Han family set up a large table in the main room, covered with red carpet, and placed all the exquisite, expensive and novel things among the birthday gifts. It was said that it was cheap for Mrs. Han to come to watch, but in fact it was just to show off to the guests.
The lady in charge of the birthday hall heard that the eldest grandson of Rongguo Mansion came to deliver birthday gifts in person, and hurriedly rushed to greet her. When she arrived at the gate, she was stunned. Rongguo Mansion sent several gifts. There was a large glass flower made in the West.
There was a battery-powered floor lamp made in Taiwan, and a dozen burly men behind it were pushing a strange-looking black-grey iron cart. Many people around looked at the excitement, but they didn't recognize it.
The lady in charge hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "May I ask the gentlemen, what kind of car is this?"
The clerk from Rongguo Mansion said: "This is a car recently made by the No. 1 Che Factory in Dajiala. It is safe, stable, and fast. Only the old lady in charge of the entire Taiyuan City has such a car! Drive the car.
Driving is the most exciting and fun.”
The lady in charge walked around the iron car twice and said, "It's really strange. I've never seen it before."
An official was also curious and asked: "What can you use to pull such a heavy iron cart?"
The waiter said: "The qi che burns oil and does not require external force to pull it." He smiled and said, "Unlike horses, they get tired after walking. They can poop no matter where they are. If there are people walking on the street, they will poop.
qi che, how much effort do the cleaners need to save?”
Everyone was surprised: "Don't you need horses to pull it?"
"Need not."
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Oh, is this a Qi Che?" A young man got out and touched the hood of the car happily, "This is the Ford Model T, right?"
The clerk clapped his hands and said, "Here comes an expert! That's right, it's a Ford Model T."
The young man clicked his tongue and said, "I've seen it in newspapers many times, but this is the first time I've seen the real thing. So it's going to be sold soon? How much does one cost?"
The guy smiled and said, "We don't know that."
The young man touched the transparent glass in front of the car and his eyes lit up: "I beg the old lady to drive for me later."
A small yellow doorman had already followed him and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, please stop fooling around. You want us to go back and buy it." Then he tugged on his sleeves and said, "Your Highness, let me in." Everyone was shocked.
The young man said reluctantly: "It hasn't been officially released yet. The old lady will definitely not open it."
The waiter said: "Our little uncle Meng said he would teach Uncle Fei how to drive."
The young man immediately said: "Hey, teach me too." Xiao Huangmen pulled him again.
A steward from Han Mansion came forward to greet him: "May I ask this young master..."
Xiao Huangmen puffed up his chest and took out his name card. "This is our Fourth Highness."
Everyone around him hurriedly saluted after hearing this. His Royal Highness Situ Wei smiled and said: "I just got interested by chance and wanted to come and see the excitement. Don't be too polite. I'm not used to it." The man who greeted guests from the Han family had already rushed over.
, bowed and invited him in.
Because the qi che was too heavy, more than a dozen men worked together to lift it across the threshold of the Han Mansion. It was quite a scene. Several cameras were nearby to take pictures.
At the other end, Han Qi and others rushed to the front of the hall to welcome Situ Wei to the table. Situ Wei smiled and said: "I am a little hasty today and did not prepare any birthday gifts."
Han Qi hurriedly said: "It would be a great honor for Your Highness to come in person, so there is no need for any other birthday gifts."
Situ Wei said: "You must not be rude in front of an elder. How about this? I will draw a portrait of the old lady on the spot."
Can Han Qi say no? Then he invited the old lady out. Situ Wei ordered someone to set up a drawing board and draw with charcoal in hand. Many guests had come by now, and they all looked around curiously.
Jia Meng also stepped forward to take a look and said with a smile: "You draw a sketch!"
Situ Wei glanced at him: "Yes! I majored in architecture."
"Oh. I majored in history," Jia Meng said, "but I also studied sketching."
As soon as Situ Wei finished the painting, everyone saw that he looked exactly like Mrs. Han! They all praised: "Your Highness is very capable!"
Jia Meng muttered from the side: "It's just average. All art-related majors are better than this one."
Pian Situ Wei heard this and said, "I'm not an art-related major, okay."
Jia Meng said: "You are majoring in art." Then he said to Han Qi, "Sketching is easy, oil painting is the most troublesome. Let's hire an oil painting master to paint a portrait of the old lady tomorrow." Han Qi hurriedly agreed and asked his eldest son.
He winked.
Han Fei understood, put his arm around Jia Meng's shoulders and dragged him away. When they reached a deserted place, he complained: "Brother Meng, he is the prince's son, how can you compare with him?"
Jia Meng said: "If I didn't expose him, others would think he had given your family a lot of shame!" Nai whispered, "I don't think this guy belongs to An Sheng." Han Fei was stunned. Jia Meng took a photo
He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, go ahead and get busy." He turned around and went back to the table.
Jia Cong and Feng Ziying were both sitting and chatting. When Jia Meng came back, he asked, "What did you do?"
Jia Meng lay on his uncle's neck, with his head between the two elders and whispered: "Third uncle, Uncle Feng, is this fourth brother a bit pretentious?"
Jia Cong said: "How can someone show off after painting a portrait? Gifts must be gold, silver and jewelry. Gifts are light but affection is heavy."
"He is just serious about courtesy and affection." Jia Meng said, "I think he just came here to show off that he can draw portraits. It is not a rare skill. Few people in the Jin Dynasty know it. A white wolf improves his skills with nothing.
Popularity. Does he want to seize the direct line?"
Jia Cong and Feng Ziying looked at each other and said, "It's hard to say." Then he reached into his arms and took out a piece of paper and gave it to him. "This is the telegram received by Qian'er."
Jia Meng took a look and found that the co-authors had sent people to Dajiala University to investigate this Situ Wei. The people's committee was a sophomore in the Department of Architecture, and most of what Jia Cong said a few days ago was true. It's just that everyone
Everyone knows that he has a girlfriend, a junior sister from the Economics Department, who is petite and cute. And his classmates and friends don’t know what other girls from the same department he likes. Jia Meng held her chin and said: "Since there is
Girlfriend, why did you say no?"
"That's right." Jia Cong said, "If we didn't have a wai gua like telegram, how would we know if he has a girlfriend?"
"Third uncle, you're wrong about the point. The point is why he said he didn't have a girlfriend." Jia Meng said seriously, "Why are you talking about how his father's eldest wife and the younger wife want to marry him for him?"
Jia Cong rubbed his eldest nephew's head with his backhand: "It's obvious that you want me to intervene. I have always admired free love. If I intervene in his marriage, wouldn't I be helping him if I get involved?"
"Then wouldn't it be better if he said clearly that he has a girlfriend?"
"I don't know the reason for this." Jia Congte asked Han Qi to arrange for him to sit at a secluded table, then raised his eyes to look at Situ Wei in the distance, "We'll know in a few days."
"How did you get the time limit of 'in a few days'?"
"We're here to celebrate our birthday. Don't we have to leave in a few days?"
Jia Meng was confused: "Aren't we going to stay for a long time?"
Jia Cong knocked on him: "How do outsiders know?" Jia Meng shrugged and sat down next to his uncle.
Feng Ziying thought for a moment and sent a guard to call Han Qi. Han Qi came over and Feng Ziying had an ear-to-ear with him for a long time. Han Qi was surprised. Feng Ziying said with a smile: "Just listen to me. I've done a lot in this industry."
Year." Han Qi nodded and left.
After lunch, Situ Wei immediately left, and Han Qi and Han Fei escorted him out. Most of the guests were still in front of the hall, and someone immediately started talking loudly about the sketch and praising it. However, Jia Meng heard it and said: "The sketch is
One of the basic skills in Western painting, which I learned when I first started, is equivalent to red drawing in calligraphy. If you don’t believe it, let me draw one for you to see!"
Someone laughed and said, "Why should you take that young man seriously? He's just trying to flatter His Highness. I can do this, and I can draw better than him. Why do you think I'm silent?"
Jia Meng said with a smile: "Yes, he said he was from the Department of Architecture. I forgot about his identity for a moment. It's not mine. Everyone kept filming and bragging!" Then they looked at each other and smiled.
But it turned out that this man was only a boy of ten years old. He was nine feet tall, with big shoulders and a round waist. He was obviously the son of a military general. Jia Meng stepped forward and cupped his hands before speaking. The boy said with great interest: "Brother, you really know how to draw.
Son?"
Jia Meng said: "I'm not really good at painting. My fourth aunt is a very good painter."
The young man's eyes lit up: "I'm young, can Aunt Ling avoid it? Can you accept me as your disciple?"
Jia Meng said: "Both she and my uncle have gone abroad." The young man was immediately disappointed. Jia Meng comforted, "There are many great painters in the world, but it is not easy for you to learn painting? Taiyuan is a place with outstanding people, how can there be no painters?"
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The young man sighed: "I don't allow me to learn."
"Don't you know how to sketch?"
"No." The young man said, "I heard what you said is true. I want to help you. I want to go back and learn painting from you quietly - I can't learn painting from His Highness the Fourth Prince."