He came here during his lunch break and couldn't stay too long.
Moreover, such three-party talks cannot be seen by others.
"This trick of yours seems to be of no use!" Mingwei said.
"Huh?" Yang Shu's mind was still immersed in the conclusion he had just reached.
"I deliberately disagreed with Mr. Jiang, and secretly spread the news that I had received the Holy Order. It seems that Prince Qidong did not do anything inappropriate because of this."
Yang Shu smiled: "Most of the plans in this world are actually useless. But you can't stop doing them just because they are useless. Only when a right opportunity appears, some useless plans will become useful."
Mingwei thought for a while: "For example, the Ming family?"
"For example, the Ming family." He leaned back on the recliner, put his hands behind his head, and chatted with her in a leisurely manner, "The death of Geng San should have passed without a trace for the Ming family. Ming
No one else knew about the dirty things in our family. But ten years later, an unintentional opportunity triggered them."
Mingwei nodded silently.
On the surface, this opportunity seems to be the encounter with the ghost. In fact, it should be her arrival.
Someone wanted to scare the people in Yu Fangyuan and released Geng San's evil spirit early. This evil spirit frightened Miss Ming Qi to death, allowing her to be resurrected in this body.
Therefore, "Miss Mingqi" who was supposed to be dead is still alive.
Mrs. Mingsan, who was supposed to be disheartened after the death of Miss Mingqi and most likely committed suicide, became the key to exposing all this ugliness.
It's just that this is God's plan.
"Then what are you going to do next?"
Yang Shu opened the folding fan coolly: "There is the most direct way."
"What?"
"He rushed into Ming's house and found Ming San."
Mingwei frowned. So they rushed in based on a mere guess and found out that Ming San was fine. If they couldn't find him, everything they had done in Dongning would be ruined.
"Unfortunately, we can't do this." Yang Shu sighed.
They came to Dongning with a sacred mandate, and they must not act haphazardly.
It must be well-founded and make decisions before taking action.
If you want to search for Ming San, you must make sure that Ming San is in the Ming family and be able to produce evidence of guilt immediately after arresting the person.
Only in this way can their arresting behavior be reasonable and legal.
"I have two questions, Mr. Yang, can you clarify them?"
Yang Shu said lazily: "I even let you read the secret records of the Imperial City Secretary. Why are you so polite, girl?"
He said this as if they really had something to do with each other.
Mingwei sighed inwardly, but still asked seriously on his face: "First question, did Prince Liuyang really rebel?"
"Geng San found the evidence." Yang Shu picked up the tea and took a sip.
"This is unreasonable! Ten years ago, the Holy Emperor had already secured that position. He was still in the prime of life and in good health. He had virtuous ministers and good generals. No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible for him to succeed in his rebellion."
Yang Shu held the tea cup and chuckled: "When it comes to imperial power, there is no reason. Let me ask you, do you know about the rebellion of the former violent prince?"
Mingwei nodded.
"Prince Ru was the eldest son of the previous Emperor Xuanzong, and he had done nothing wrong in setting up the prince for many years. However, because the queen preferred King Xian, she blamed him a lot. Just a rumor about deposing him made him rebel."
Yang Shu asked: "Do you think his rebellion is rational?" Without waiting for her answer, he said, "Emperor Xuanzong still had control over the court. At that time, rebellion was a doomed outcome. On the contrary, he continued to endure and did not cry.
If a person finds fault, even if he really wants to depose him, the courtiers will not agree."
"Why did he do such a thing? In the final analysis, the reason is only one word, fear."
He looked down at the tea cup, and a face that was too handsome to look like a real person was reflected in it: "Once you get to the Nine Five-Year Plan, the love between the six families is unparalleled. His father, King Jin, died not long ago, how can Prince Liuyang not be afraid? His Majesty is kind, but
No matter how benevolent a person is, sitting in that position, he will kill many people who don't need to be killed."
Mingwei nodded, and the first question was over.
"Second question, does Prince Qidong really have any objections?"
Yang Shu smiled: "If there is any refutation, of course we have to investigate, otherwise what would we do in Dongning? It's not like the Imperial City Division can't afford to kill the secret agent. The reason why they went to war against Geng San's death is naturally because of his death.
It’s about something more important.”
Mingwei thought for a while: "Because Prince Qidong is in Dongning, so you are particularly nervous about Gengsan's death in Dongning?"
"You can say that."
At this point, Yang Shu frowned, as if thinking to himself: "If Ming San is really not dead, and he faked his death and sneaked back to Dongning, has he made up his mind to join Prince Qidong? Then he wants to obtain Qidong County
For the trust of King Dongjun, there should be some certificate of surrender in his hand..."
"Sign up for a petition! By the way, submit a petition!" Yang Shu suddenly stood up and walked back and forth in the room, tapping his fan bone on the palm of his hand, "Geng San must be here for this matter! This thing is very important.
It can give Prince Qidong a lot of help. Ah Xuan!"
He called out, and Ah Xuan opened the door: "Young Master."
"Where is the file on the Liuyang County Prince case? Bring it quickly!"
"yes."
Axuan closed the door, and not long after, he opened it again: "Young Master."
There were quite a lot of files, and there was a thick stack on the table. Yang Shu picked up one and started flipping through it quickly.
His flipping movements were different from others. He held the bound volume with his right hand, held the spine of the book with the three fingers behind him, pressed the pages with his thumb, raised the page with his index finger, bent the book, and quickly turned the pages forward.
After a while, I finished reading one booklet and picked up the next one.
Mingwei wondered: "See it so fast?"
Ah Xuan glanced at her, thinking that the young master didn't avoid her when he was looking through the files, so he should trust her very much. Then he replied: "The young master's eyes are different from others. No matter how inconspicuous things are, once you see them, you will remember them."
"
Mingwei's mind, isn't it just about photographic memory? Although this skill is rare, it can be trained the day after tomorrow.
Ah Xuan seemed to see what she was thinking, and added: "It's not an ordinary sight, but the ability to distinguish subtle things. For example, if this tea has been changed by someone, the young master will know it at a glance."
"Oh." Mingwei understood.
Photographic memory focuses on memory, while he focuses on discrimination.
No wonder he could recognize her without looking closer that night.
This ability really makes people jealous. Unlike her, no matter how hard she looks, she still can't remember faces...
"Found it." Yang Shu turned one of the books to a page.
Mingwei saw that he had no intention of avoiding it, so she reached out and took it over to take a look.
"Someone reported that the Prince of Liuyang County was secretly hiding soldiers and armor and secretly raising military funds?"
"Yes." Yang Shu took a sip of tea, "But afterwards, the Imperial City Division did not find this batch of soldiers and military supplies."
"You mean, Ming San might have this secret?"
Mingwei felt that she needed to revise her impression of that cheap dad.
She had heard people mention many times how smart and talented Mr. Ming San was during his lifetime. They also said that the hope for Ming's rise again lay with him. Therefore, his death was particularly regrettable.
She has always regarded Mr. Mingsan as a talented man. Perhaps his intelligence is not limited to reading?