Chapter seven hundred and forty seventh long time no see
The Tang family has become a street rat recently, and everyone is shouting to beat them.
The identity of the Prince and Young Master of Tang Huai did not bring any honor to the Tang family. News like "the Prince's Young Master allowed his son to commit murder" and "the servants in the Crown Prince's Young Master's residence bullied others" would gain more attention.
In fact, many powerful people in Beijing are like this. For them, if they don't do something to oppress the people, it doesn't reflect their status as powerful people.
The Tang family is just listed as a typical example. After all, some things have to be done. Everyone knows it in their hearts but won't say it with their mouths.
But every day, negative news appears in newspapers and is spread word of mouth by people in Beijing, so the meaning is different.
Even if it's not a big deal, the Tang family won't suffer any big losses if the government pursues it, but it's a matter of face - even though the Tang family doesn't have much face in the first place.
After this incident, the Tang family could no longer hold their head high in front of other dignitaries and the people of the capital.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this matter is unusual. There are so many unclean dignitaries in Beijing. The Ping'an County Government Office, the Jingzhao Government Office, and the Dali Temple Yushitai of the Ministry of Justice have no reason to seize a Tang family member.
In fact, even the people in Beijing knew what was going on.
Twenty years ago, the Tang family separated the third lady and a scholar, and wanted to hunt down their less than one-month-old son.
Twenty years later, the abandoned baby of the Tang family who survived the catastrophe transformed into the most noble dignitary of the Chen State and a close minister of the emperor. On the other hand, the Tang family had already declined.
Thirty years to Hedong, thirty years to Hexi. It only took the Tang family twenty years to travel from Hedong to Hexi. After doing such things back then, it is no wonder that Marquis Dingguo took revenge today.
Within the Tang family.
Tang Zhaoshen walked into the Tang Mansion with one foot and one foot. After being called into the study, he looked up, raised a hand, and solemnly said: "Dad, uncle, I swear, apart from these, I have never done anything else.
What's wrong, believe me..."
These days, he goes to five yamen every day, and his legs are almost broken because of these trivial things.
He took a sip of tea, looked at Tang Huai and Tang Qi, and said, "Don't be angry, it's just a shame. It's not a big deal. As long as we lose our shame, they won't be able to attack us..."
Tang Qi glanced at him and didn't bother to scold him anymore.
Although his words are a bit ugly, they make sense.
When you are a waste with no use value, others will no longer be able to use you.
When you don't even have any face, others can't hurt you by damaging your face.
The Tang family is now the latter. Anyway, they have already lost all their face. Being visited several times a day by servants from various government offices does not make him angry anymore because he is used to it.
A cold look appeared on his face, and he said: "Party struggle is not a child's play. He thinks that with this, he can completely overthrow the Tang family?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a servant of the Tang family walked in and whispered: "Sir, Song Qian from Gyeonggi Province is here to visit."
Tang Qi frowned. Although many people had come to the Tang family in the past few days, most of them were servants from various government offices. Coming to the Tang family to punish Song Qian from Gyeonggi Province was the same as the minister of Dali Temple and the Minister of Punishment personally coming to the Tang family to hold him accountable.
"This is too much!" Tang Zhao said with an angry look on his face: "I have admitted everything that I should admit, but I want to see what other charges they can accuse me of this time!"
When Song Tixing arrived in Gyeonggi Province, it was inappropriate for the Tang family to have only one young head. Tang Qi and Tang Zhao walked out together, bowed their hands to a man who came towards them, and asked calmly: "I didn't know Song Tixing came to Tang Dynasty."
Home, but what’s important?”
Song Qian nodded and said, "There is a case that requires the Tang family to cooperate with the Criminal Division's investigation."
Tang Qi glanced at Tang Zhao and asked calmly: "I wonder what kind of case it is that actually caused Song Tixing to come in person?"
Song Qian looked at him and said: "Three years ago, the Chu State's envoy was assassinated in Lingzhou and the envoy was injured. His Majesty was furious and ordered the local government to investigate the case thoroughly - I wonder if Master Tang has any impression?"
After Song Qian finished speaking, Tang Qi's expression changed slightly.
The assassination of the Chu State envoy, the occupation of people's fields, and the connivance of his subordinates to commit crimes are completely different. Diplomacy is no small matter. The current Tang family simply cannot bear the consequences of confirming this case.
"So you're not looking for me..." Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Tang Qi, he said in surprise: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking so white?"
Song Qian looked at Tang Qi and continued: "This case has been going on for so long that Mr. Tang may have forgotten it, but Song was deeply impressed by it. When the assassination of the envoy occurred, Song was in Jingdong Road to raise the sentence, which happened to be
I was responsible for examining the case, but three years passed before I found some clues."
Tang Qi's expression returned to calmness and asked: "I also have some impressions of this case, but what does this have to do with my Tang family?"
Song Qiandao: "The murderer who assassinated the envoy that day had an arm chopped off by the envoy's guard. The Punishment Division found out that a housekeeper of the Tang family went out once at that time, and when he came back, he also had a broken arm...
…”
"You are talking about Butler Han." Tang Qi glanced at him and said: "This is just a coincidence. Butler Han was returning to his hometown to visit relatives. He encountered a strong enemy on the road and accidentally chopped off an arm. Mr. Song could not rely on
This clue will conclude that he is related to the assassination of the envoy, right?"
"Of course not." Song Qian nodded and said: "But we, the judge, cannot let go of any clues. I would like to ask Mr. Tang to invite Butler Han out so that I can ask him clearly. If there is a misunderstanding,
, which can be regarded as clearing away the suspicion of being the housekeeper of your house..."
Tang Qi said without changing his expression: "What a coincidence. Not long after Butler Han broke his arm, I gave him a severance package and asked him to go home and take care of himself. Mr. Song is looking for him. I'm afraid he will kill him."
I’m looking for you from my hometown.”
"That's such an unfortunate coincidence." Song Qian shook his head regretfully and continued to ask, "May I ask Mr. Tang, is Butler Han's hometown at home?"
Tang Qi said: "I only know that he is from Fengzhou, so I can only trouble the Criminal Division to go to Fengzhou to find him."
Song Qian asked: "Is there nothing else?"
Tang Qi shook his head and said, "This is all I know."
"Fengzhou is a long way away. Looking for someone in the huge Fengzhou is like looking for a needle in a haystack..." Song Qian sighed, cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I will go back first."
Tang Qi cupped his hands and said, "Master Song, walk slowly."
After Song Qian left, the expression on his face calmed down, he strode into a certain courtyard, and said to the one-armed old man in the courtyard: "You can't stay in the Tang family anymore, you must leave Beijing immediately..."
…
An hour later, a sedan left the Tang family, passed through the bustling crowd, and stopped at the entrance of a brothel in Beijing.
As soon as the sedan stopped, several officers rushed out from the crowd and surrounded the sedan.
Peng Chen opened the sedan curtain, and Tang Zhao looked at him with wide eyes.
He got off the sedan, looked at the servants around him, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Peng Chen glanced at the empty sedan and asked, "Where are you going, young master?"
"Go to the brothel." Tang Zhao pointed forward and asked, "What, is it illegal?"
"No offense." Peng Chen glanced at him, looked at the people behind him, and said, "Let's go."
"Inexplicable..." Tang Zhao shook his head and walked into the brothel unsteadily.
At the same time, a carriage that had passed by this sedan slowly drove out of the capital city gate.
In the carriage, the one-armed old man looked gloomy. He left the capital today and would have to wait until King Duan ascended the throne and the Tang family rose again before he could return to the capital.
He looked outside the carriage and urged the groom: "Hurry up!"
"Hush!"
Only a long cry from the coachman was heard, and the carriage slowly stopped.
The one-armed old man opened the car curtain and frowned: "What's going on..."
He stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. He looked forward, his face turned pale, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.
Three feet away in front of the carriage, there was a man standing.
The man was a middle-aged man, with a butcher's knife strapped to his waist.
The middle-aged man looked at the one-armed old man, grinned, and said, "Long time no see..."
[ps: Ours is a more orthodox time-travel fantasy, with a little martial arts and romance at most, and does not involve fantasy elements. Tang Ersi was neither time traveled nor deprived of his body. Ersi’s experience tells us that reading more and reading newspapers is less important.
Eat snacks and sleep more, and a fool can become a smart and knowledgeable fool, emm, full of positive energy.]
