Han is Han Tiancheng, also known as Wei Wuque. On that day, Guangling City was destroyed and the White Lotus rebels were all captured, but Wei Wuque was the only one missing. It was only after the first trial that we found out that this guy had seen something bad and had greased his feet. At that time, we knew that Wei Wuque
The only person with a perfect life experience was Yu Gui, but despite being tortured to extract a confession, Yu Gui refused to reveal the inside story.
After returning to the capital and taking charge of Beizhen Fusi, Wang Xian ordered his people to check the situation of the Ming Cult in the south, and surprisingly discovered that the leader of the Ming Cult, Han Degong, was claimed to be the son of Xiao Ming Wang Han Lin'er, and Han Degong's only son was named Han Wuque, with the courtesy name Tiancheng.
He is probably the same person as Han Tiancheng and Wei Wuque... When he was in Jiangnan, in order to hide his identity, Han Wuque erased the left half of his surname and called himself 'Wei'; when he was in Jiangxi, he took the name of Yu Jian
, the names and characters are actually inseparable from their origins.
Could it be that the girly Wei Wuque actually has such strong skills? Wang Xian really couldn't believe it. He felt that another person named Lin should be more reliable. Wang Xian suddenly thought of the third brother Lin, that righteous man.
In Wang Xian's eyes, Yuntian's proud man was full of mysteries. For example, where did his powerful martial arts come from? Why was the old monk willing to pay for him? Why did Elder Tang insist on marrying the White Lotus Saint to him?
If he was also Han Lin'er's grandson, then all problems would be solved.
"This person should be named Lin." Zhang Fu said: "The Red Scarf Army in the north and south were not one in the first place. In this dynasty, they split into the Ming Sect and the White Lotus. The Ming Sect seemed to only have Monk Peng's art of war and Yin Yang skills, while the White Lotus sect
He only obtained Monk Peng's supreme mystical skills. So if this person really exists, he should be named Lin.
"It turns out that the father-in-law doesn't know whether this person exists?" Wang Xian said.
"I have not been in the Central Plains these years, and I know very little about the younger generation." Zhang Fu said: "But I believe he should exist."
"Why?" Wang Xian asked.
"Because the Ming Sect and the White Lotus Sect are still divided." Zhang Fu said: "The leader of the Ming Sect, Han Degong, is very ambitious and had the intention of annexing the White Lotus more than ten years ago. If the White Lotus Sect did not have such a top figure, it would have ceased to exist long ago."
"That makes sense." Wang Xian nodded and asked, "Which one of these three masters is the most suspicious?"
"They are all suspected." Zhang Fu said: "Hu is the least suspicious. He is deeply trusted by the emperor, and Wudang Mountain is deeply favored by the emperor. Normally, he should not do this. However, this person has been wandering around the world for more than ten years, and even his mother died.
When love comes back, he is not allowed to go to the funeral. No one can tell what he is thinking."
"Yeah." Wang Xian nodded and heard Zhang Fu continue: "So the main ones are the latter two. One is Jianwen who rebels against the party, and the other is Bailian who rebels against the party. Both are suspected. As for which one it is, it depends on you.
It's up to you.
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said no more. In fact, if it is true as Zhang Fu said, then Chang Sen's suspicion is very small. The reason is very simple. Since Hu Wei is chasing after him, it is impossible for Chang Sen to leave.
How could Lord Jianwen come to the capital to assassinate him? What’s more, he wanted to assassinate Emperor Yongle, so why did he attack the King of Han? Anyway, Wang Xian judged others by himself, and felt that if he were Lord Jianwen, he would definitely want the prince and the Han brothers to fight against each other.
Well, then Emperor Yongle would have an opportunity to take advantage of him a hundred years later
Therefore, Wang Xian felt that if Zhang Fu's idea was followed, the suspicion would still fall on Lin San. Only Lin San, who had seen the dragon but not its tail, would have the conditions to run to the capital to shoot an arrow. And Lin San was Bai Lian.
When he was dealing with the rebellion in Shanxi, he vaguely discovered the relationship between the White Lotus Sect and King Zhao. If King Zhao ordered Lin San to shoot this arrow, the whole issue seems to make sense.
And King Zhao was very motivated. Don’t forget, the King of Han stayed in the capital and did not become a vassal, and King Zhao also did not become a vassal. He was just a big support when the sky fell, so he never suffered any pressure. But once the King of Han
He had to obediently obey the vassal status, so for Zhu Gaosui, helping the King of Han to stay was helping him to stay.
Furthermore, if he accidentally shoots the King of Han to death, the emperor will definitely blame the prince. If he deposes the prince in anger, he, as the only remaining prince, becomes the only choice. Even if he cannot shoot the King of Han, with King Zhao's speaking skills
, he will definitely be able to instigate the King of Han to hate the prince deeply. When the time comes when the snipe and the clam compete with each other and the fisherman gets the benefit, he will still be the final winner.
So no matter how you calculate it, this arrow will make a lot of money for King Zhao, and King Zhao is also qualified and able to organize this assassination. All these factors made Wang Xian not hesitate to designate him as the number one suspect.
However, this case was so well done that it was almost impossible to accuse King Zhao, so we had to find another way... Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a report from my subordinates:
"Sir, the Xiamafang has arrived."
"Yes." Wang Xian finally came to his senses and saw a majestic two-pillar stone archway in front of him. On his forehead were engraved the words "Officials of various departments dismount their horses", reminding the ministers that if they go further, there will be a big stone archway.
In the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, regardless of official rank, one must dismount and walk to maintain reverence.
The Xiaoling Mausoleum is the mausoleum of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the place where the "Dragon Veins" of the Ming Dynasty is located. The safety of the Xiaoling Mausoleum means that the descendants of the Zhu family are prosperous and the national destiny is long-lasting. Therefore, in addition to the temple supervisors who manage the Xiaoling Mausoleum, the Ming Dynasty
Xiaoling Guards, who are equally elite as the Twelve Guards on the Upper Side, were set up on the east side of Xiamafang to guard this place closely.
Before a group of people even approached Xiamafang, they aroused the vigilance of the officers and soldiers of the Xiaoling Guards. Fortunately, the Jinyi Guards came forward to report in time, so there was no misunderstanding.
Wang Xian quickly dismounted and straightened his clothes. The British Duke Zhang Fu on the side also made the same move. The two walked forward and came to the foot of the archway. They showed the Imperial Envoy Guards to the officers and soldiers of the Xiaoling Guard stationed there, and then listened.
Only after the order has been tabulated can it be released.
However, their guards were all left outside Xiamafang, and they only brought a few followers into Xiaoling.
The entire Xiaoling Mausoleum took more than 30 years to complete. Its scale and majestic architecture were the only ones seen in previous dynasties. When it was completed, the surrounding palaces and pavilions were majestic and magnificent. Half of the 70 temples in the Southern Dynasties were enclosed in forbidden gardens.
Among them, I saw the pavilions in the cemetery, the smoke-filled palace, the sea of pine trees, thousands of longevity deer, and thousands of thousand-year-old cranes. While the deer croaked and the white cranes soared, it made people feel like they were in a fairyland.
Wang Xian has also seen the world, but after entering Zhu Yuanzhang's cemetery, he was still so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear and dug into the ground obediently. No wonder everyone wants to be the emperor. This is really an exaggeration.
At this time, the supervisor of the shrine came up to greet him. After saluting the British Duke, he led the two imperial envoys to wind up the Shinto. The Shinto was neatly paved with large bluestone slabs five feet long and three feet wide.
It is made of granite, paved with mat patterns, and was used by civil servants, military generals, eunuchs and other entourages.
On the way, we passed through Golden Gate, Sifang City, Shixiang Road, and Wengzhong Road, and walked a full four or five miles before we finally arrived at the Xiaoling Hall, where the thrones of Emperor Taizu and Queen Ma are enshrined.
The Xiaoling Hall is grand and majestic. In front of the hall, there is a three-story Xumi Zuo platform with a height of one foot. On the square stone flat in front of the platform, there are flower ponds at regular intervals. In the pond, there are two or three feet high ginkgo trees. Now it is
In March, the ginkgo trees in Jiangnan should be in full bloom. However, at this moment, the leaves of the twenty-six ginkgo trees have fallen off a lot. Some trees have even lost all their leaves and can be declared dead.
Wang Xian followed the British Duke and kowtowed outside the Hall of Enjoyment. The two of them stood up and carefully observed the ginkgo trees. To be precise, it was Wang Xian alone. The British Duke had no research on trees, so he contacted the steward of the shrine.
Start chatting.
"Eunuch Zhao, how many years have we not seen each other?" Mr. Ying looked at the white-haired old eunuch, who was an internal official and supervisor next to Emperor Taizu.
"It must have been fourteen years." The old eunuch Cang Sheng said with a smile: "Our family has always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you. If you hadn't suggested it to the emperor back then, how would our family have had the opportunity to continue serving Emperor Taizu all these years.
"
"Have you ever complained about me, father-in-law?" The British father-in-law looked at the old eunuch and asked.
"My lord, you are overthinking," the old eunuch shook his head and said, "A eunuch like ours who has served two generations of emperors, Taizu and Jianwenjun, can have such a fate. How can I still not know what is good and what is good? What's more, I am a fool.
At this age, can you still compete with those heroes who followed the emperor through hardships? It is a great blessing to live among the green mountains and beautiful waters like now, cleaning the courtyard for the emperor Taizu and the empress every day."
"That way I can feel at ease..." After talking about the past, Zhang Fu asked about the business: "My husband said he would sweep the courtyard every day, but he comes to Xiaoling Hall every day?"
"Yes, rain or shine." The old eunuch nodded.
"When did you realize that something was wrong with these ginkgo trees?" Zhang Fu asked.
"Ten days ago, we found that these trees began to lose their leaves," the old eunuch said sternly: "Our family immediately asked an experienced gardener to check, but no clues were found. After another two days of observation, we found that the phenomenon of leaf drop became more and more serious.
It was serious, so I reported it immediately."
"And after that?"
"After that, people from the Ministry of Industry and the palace came to carefully inspect the trees. They all said that these trees were not diseased or damaged, and they were neither drought nor flooded. I reluctantly came up with a few ideas, but it was useless to follow them." The old eunuch said and fell.
Tears: "Then the situation became more and more serious day by day. Several trees have died now, and the rest may not survive."
"How could such a big ginkgo tree die for any reason?" Zhang Fu frowned.
"It is said that some ginkgo trees will suddenly die a few years after being transplanted." The old eunuch said with a bitter look on his face: "But these trees have been transplanted for more than ten years, and the shrine supervisor has been taking good care of them. How could they suddenly happen?
What about death? It’s really hard to figure out..."
"Think carefully, what has happened to these ginkgo trees in the past six months?" Zhang Fu asked.
"..." The old eunuch thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Our family has been thinking about it for a long time these days, and we really didn't expect anything unusual."
"Ask the others to think about it together and see if they can recall anything." Zhang Fu stared at the old eunuch with bright eyes, but unfortunately there was no clue at all from the other person's wrinkled face.