"Back to this case," it was clear that Wang Xian's thoughts coincided with his own, and Yan Qing planned wholeheartedly: "It is not easy to drag Ji Gang down, because even if the case is proved to be an unjust case, Ji Gang can still be dismissed.
To say that he was deceived, the only way is to make the emperor believe that Ji Gang has indeed known about it for a long time, but has been making up lies to mislead the emperor."
"So how to do it?"
"The key point is to prove that Ji Gang has known about it for a long time." Yan Qing said: "This case came to the attention of the emperor after the Ministry of Punishment re-examined it, and Beizhen Fusi sued me for falsely accusing an officer of Jinyiwei. After that, the emperor summoned Ji Gang and asked him about the case.
, Ji Gang stated it to the emperor at that time. Before the emperor summoned Ji Gang, Ji Gang must have learned about the case from Li Chun, so Ji Gang knew about it at the latest. If this can be proven, it will be enough." Pause.
After a while, Yan Qing continued: "It is said that at that time, Li Chun dedicated a jade watermelon to Ji Gang, and then Ji Gang agreed to speak for him. So the breakthrough point is still Li Chun. If he can confess, all problems will be solved.
"
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "But the problem is that Li Gouzi's change of mouth will only drag Li Chun into the water, but Li Chun knows how terrible Ji Gang is, so he will definitely protect Ji Gang to death, unless he is tortured to extract a confession...
"That confession will be unconvincing." Yan Qing said solemnly: "Li Chun is afraid of Ji Gang, so find someone more terrifying than Ji Gang to suppress him."
"The only person more terrifying than Ji Gang is the Prince of Hell," Wu Wei laughed out loud.
"Then I'll trouble the Lord of Hell to come and settle this case." Yan Qing said in surprise: "There are evil people in this world who are not afraid of death, and there are no evil people who are not afraid of ghosts. If you ask the Lord of Hell to come, Li Chun will definitely do anything."
"Where can I go to invite the Lord of Hell?" Wu Wei said with a smile on his face: "Sir, you are a disciple of Confucius and Mencius, do you still believe in strange powers and chaos?"
"It's because you don't believe it that you dare to ask the King of Hell to come out." Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "If you believe it, I'm afraid that the Lord of Hell will blame you."
Wang Xian already understood what Yan Qing meant and couldn't help laughing and said: "It's interesting. Brother Zilian is so serious, but he can come up with such interesting methods. It's really interesting."
"What do you think, sir?" Yan Qing frowned slightly.
"Wonderful, wonderful." Wang Xian smiled and said, "I think it can be done."
"The only question is, can you please invite a large enough audience?" Seeing that Wang Xian understood and agreed, Yan Qing showed an expression as if he was seeing his son. "Hearing is worse than seeing. If you can invite the emperor's most trusted ones,
If more people come to watch, the effect will naturally be the best.”
"The most trusted person by the Emperor..." Wang Xian thought about it, he could count on one hand the number of people in the world that Zhu Di could trust, and three of them were his enemies. As for the other two, one had gone south, and the other
Regardless of world affairs, there is absolutely no hope. I couldn't help but sigh: "If you had come two days earlier, I could have asked the British public to help me with this, but it's hard to find one now."
"If we can't find a suitable witness, the effect will be greatly reduced," Yan Qing frowned slightly and said, "And I'm afraid Li Chun will react the next day..."
"Leave this matter to me, you can concentrate on arranging the Palace of Hell." Wang Xian decisively said: "I have the manpower and material resources at your disposal. You can spend as much as you want. I have only one request. This scene must be successful.
, don’t allow failure, don’t let the performance fail.”
"We will definitely fulfill our mission," Yan Qing raised his brows and accepted the task with confidence.
After eating, Yan Qing went down to rest. Wang Xian smiled at Wu Wei and said, "What do you think of this person?
"It's quite bold, just don't screw it up." Wu Wei naturally knew that Wang Xian wanted to recruit Yan Qing. Seeing that the master was so interested in this lame man, Wu Wei couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart: "What if I screw it up?
You’re going to make the adults laugh.”
"Hahaha..." Wang Xian heard Wu Wei's little mood and couldn't help but smile: "Little Fatty, why are you saying this so weird? If we want to defeat Ji Gang, we have to find helpers and be open-minded.
"
"With your current status, there is no need to do this." Wu Wei muttered in a low voice.
"You can't say that." Wang Xian knew that once Yan Qing joined the gang, he would be okay with others, but Wu Wei would feel threatened. But there was nothing he could do about it. He was no longer in charge of a county, but the Ming Dynasty.
The Zhenfu Division must be assisted by more powerful people. However, the emotions of the old subordinates must be calmed down, because that is the foundation of oneself. Thinking of this, he said seriously:
"You and I come from the market, so we don't need so many red tapes, but Yan Zilian is a double-ranked Jinshi and once served as a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Punishment. This is what we get. If I want to recruit people, of course I have to look at the dishes.
." He said with a wry smile and said: "Even so, people may not necessarily join the gang."
"My lord saved him from danger, why shouldn't he join the gang?" Wu Wei curled his lips and said.
"Just because you look down on others." Wang Xian laughed and said: "Little Fatty, we only care about appearance, not face, but people value face more than appearance. Besides, you have underestimated Yan Zilian. As long as this case is turned over.
"Although he cannot be reinstated, he will definitely become famous in the scholarly community. There will be a group of fans wherever he goes. His words carry more weight than those of officials in the court. Even the officials in the feudal border must respect him."
"Really?" Wu Wei said in disbelief.
"Can I still lie to you?" Wang Xian said hesitantly: "You have never been in Shilin, so you don't know. If you want to get ahead in this circle, besides having great talent and learning, there are only three ways. One is to have a large group of people to help you.
, one is unconventional, but neither of them is kingly, and neither is as strong as Yan Zilian, who was exiled by the emperor's imperial staff.
"Sir," Wu Wei was dumbfounded: "You understand very clearly."
"Haha, I was also planning to become a scholar at the beginning, so of course I had to find out more about it," Wang Xian said with a smile, "It's a pity that I became a military attaché by accident, and all my hard work was in vain..."
"Don't worry, sir..." Wu Wei blushed. In fact, he had no ambition for fame, nor was he even a competitive person. It was just because Wang Xian valued Yan Qing and felt that he was not taken seriously. Now listen to Wang Xian
After patiently explaining for a while, the little emotion in my heart disappeared. I quickly and solemnly expressed my position: "I will do my best to help you keep him, and I will listen to him everywhere in the future."
"One generation, two brothers, nothing can compare to our feelings." Wang Xian gave him a heavy blow and said, "As for what he says, of course he is right and not wrong. Could it be that he wants to sell me, and you still help me?"
Counting money?
"Of course not..." Wu Wei scratched his head and laughed, Wang Xian also burst out laughing, and any resentment disappeared immediately.
Because it is already the beginning of March, the examination results are just around the corner, which also means that Ji Gang is about to see the light of day again, so Wang Xian and the others must race against time...
It was getting dark that day, so Wang Xian changed into his casual clothes, took an inconspicuous sedan, and headed to the beautiful Qinhuai River in spring. When the sedan stopped, Zhou Yong outside raised the curtain and said, "Sir, we're here."
Xian looked outside and saw in front of him a carved railing with painted sills, silk-paneled windows, and gorgeous palace lanterns. It looked like a small building near the river where an immortal lived. He immediately had a black line on his face and cursed: "This Zhang Lao Er
, why make an appointment at such a place?
Zhang Laoer is naturally Zhang Sala. After the British father approved Zhang Sala's relationship with Wang Xian, Zhang Erye couldn't wait to post a message to Wang Xian. Wang Xian was quite hesitant at first and didn't want to get involved too much with this irrelevant dude, but
At this moment, I thought about asking someone to help find the audience, and there was no more suitable candidate than this guy, so I happily went to the appointment, but I never expected that this guy would actually make an appointment to meet at a place like this...
But then I thought about it, in fact, with Mr. Zhang’s style, it would be strange to choose somewhere else...
Although this small building looks like a dream and does not look like a fireworks place, it is indeed the residence of the top Qinhuai courtesans. It can be said that this is a place that all men in the world dream of. But there are three kinds of people in this kind of place
The first two are poor people, the second are women, and the third are officials. The first two are easy to understand, but as for the third one, the Ming Dynasty law clearly states that officials who visit prostitutes will be dismissed immediately and will never be hired.
Of course, Emperor Yongle is not a harsh person now and has long turned a blind eye to this matter. When Wang Xian was in Shanxi, he visited the south of the Yangtze River a lot. But now, many pairs of eyes are staring at him.
What? As long as he dares to take a step into this brothel, he will be attacked intensively from all directions tomorrow. There will be no luck.
"Sir, shall I invite Mr. Zhang?" Zhou Yong understood his master's concerns, and his tone was also very rude. He remembered that Wang Xian was very flattering to Zhang Hu when he was in Shanxi, so he was a little unsure.
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"Yes." Wang Xian nodded, looked at a small stall selling braised pork and squid by the Qinhuai River, and walked over and said, "Tell him that instead of eating flower wine tonight, we will eat braised pork veggies..."
"This is really a big difference..." Zhou Yong muttered in a low voice.
Wang Xian found a place to sit down at a stewed stew stall by the river. This kind of small stall didn't even have a storefront. The stall owners pushed carts to the river to set up stalls, set up a few small tables, and took care of business.
They are all ordinary people who are greedy for the scenery of Qinhuai. Even the servants who accompany the master to drink wine are unwilling to patronize, for fear of losing their identity.
So for someone like Wang Xian, who came to dinner with a group of guards, it was the first time for the stall owner and the diners to see these burly men. They all had sinister faces, and they didn't look like kind people at first glance. The diners were frightened.
They didn't eat either, so they dropped a few coins and ran away. But the stall owner couldn't escape. He stood there trembling and almost cried with fear.
"Don't be afraid, old man, Wu." Fortunately, the guards all knew that the master acted in a low-key manner and was even more polite to the common people, so they hurriedly comforted the stall owner and said: "Our young master just wants to use your place to receive guests, so you should avoid it first."
Throw a sling of copper coins over.
The stall owner hugged the small amount of money, thanked him hurriedly and walked away. The money allowed him to set up his stall for half a month. What's more, even if the other party didn't give him the money, how dare he not leave if he was told to?