Seven hundred and fortieth eight chapters little devil
Party strife is like fighting against landlords, no one will resort to king bombing at the beginning.
The conventional way of playing is to move first, and then wait until there are not many cards left in the hand, then blow to determine the outcome.
The Tang family hired assassins to assassinate the Chu State envoy, and it was Wang Zha who was in Tang Ning's hands.
The Tang family actually wanted to assassinate him back then, and Lan Lan only suffered an unreasonable disaster, but the government would not care so much. Three years ago, this case had been classified as an assassination of the Chu State mission and a destruction of peace between the two countries.
In the past, the Tang family might have been able to resist the crime of assassinating a friendly envoy at the cost of breaking their muscles and bones, but things are different now. This crime is enough to overthrow the current Tang family.
Tang Ning was reading in the study when Qing'er trotted in and informed him that Marquis Wu Lie was visiting.
Tang Ning asked Qing'er to make the best tea. After Wu Liehou sat down, he asked with a smile: "Are we going to start?"
Tangning nodded and said, "It's time to start."
Wu Liehou rubbed his palms and asked, "Do you need my help?"
In fact, the assassination of the envoy is just one of them. The death of Han Chong, the son of Wu Liehou, can also be traced to the Tang family.
But the bargaining chips in the assassination of the envoy were enough. If Han Chong's case was added to the case, it would undoubtedly be more difficult for the Tang family to turn over, but Wu Liehou himself would not end well because of Tang Jing's case.
Tang Ning smiled and said, "No need, Lord Marquis will just watch."
"Then I'll just watch." Wu Liehou stood up without drinking tea, limped out, and said with a smile: "Although my legs and feet are not strong enough, my eyes can still see clearly..."
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When Wu Liehou walked out of the Tang family, another Tang family was shrouded in dark clouds.
Tang Zhao looked at Tang Qi, shook his head and said, "Uncle Han was arrested. I saw with my own eyes that he was sent to the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice."
Tang Qi's eyelids twitched wildly, and he said calmly: "Steward Han will not admit it. The Ministry of Justice has insufficient evidence. It is impossible to conclude that he is the murderer of the mission just because he broke an arm."
"It's useless." Tang Zhao shook his head and said: "The Ministry of Punishment has published several books. The "Resolution of Wrongs" used this case as an example to emphasize the importance of preserving evidence. The murderer who assassinated the envoy back then
That arm was remade out of clay by a skilled craftsman. Just take it out and compare it to know whether it belongs to Uncle Han. The case is also described in detail in "Case Investigation" and "My Years as Minister of the Ministry of Justice"
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After he finished speaking, he looked at Tang Qi in surprise and asked, "Dad, have you never read the books in your study?"
The books in the study were bought by servants for show, and he hadn't even looked through them. Tang Qi felt sullen and whispered: "No..."
Tang Zhao murmured in a low voice: "Then you still force me to watch..."
Tang Qi frowned and said, "What did you say?"
Tang Zhao immediately said: "I say, Tang Ning has pushed our Tang family to this point. If we don't think of a way, the Tang family will be doomed."
Tang Qi took a deep breath, a stern look appeared on his face, and said, "Uncle Han can't stay."
Tang Zhao glanced at him and said: "It's useless even if he's dead. The Ministry of Punishment has physical evidence. Even if he's dead, you can still tell that the arm is his. He can still shift the focus if he's alive. If he's dead,
It all depends on what the Ministry of Punishment says..."
Tang Huai walked in from the outside, looked at him, and said, "Then what do you think the Tang family should do now?"
Tang Zhao thought for a while and said: "We must find someone to send a message to Uncle Han..."
"How easy is it to go to the Ministry of Punishment and send a message?" Tang Qi glanced at him and asked, "Do you think the Tang family is still the same as it was three years ago?"
At the peak of the power of the Tang family, none of the three provinces and six ministries had supporters. Let alone spreading a message, even asking the Ministry of Punishment to release someone was just a matter of one sentence. But now, they can't even send a message.
arrive.
"Alas..." Tang Zhao sighed, looked at the two of them, and said, "Look, what have you done to the good Tang family..."
"Shut up!" Tang Qi glared at him and said, "Get to the point."
"The King of Hell is easy to see, but the kid is difficult to deal with..." Tang Zhao looked at him and said: "It's just a message, it's not something difficult. Why go to the King of Hell? Doesn't the kid have a mouth?"
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Beijing North District.
The capital is the capital of the Chen State. It is prosperous and prosperous, and more than half of the dignitaries of the Chen State gather here. However, no matter how glamorous things are, there is a dark side.
In the capital, most officials and dignitaries live in the southeast, wealthy businessmen and businessmen generally gather in the west district, and the north district of the capital is populated by people with relatively low status.
Prostitutes are everywhere here, thieves are rampant, and no one with any status is willing to appear here.
Xiao Gui is a jailer in the Ministry of Punishment.
He works in the Ministry of Punishment, which is one of the six ministries in charge of law, punishment and prison. People and officials are frightened by this, but not all people who work in the Ministry of Punishment are honorable.
Xiao Gui's father is a jailer, his grandfather is a jailer, and his great-grandfather is also a jailer. If there is no accident, his just-born son, who is only one month old, will also be a jailer in the future.
In the Ministry of Punishment, Lord Shangshu is a powerful figure in the court, and the ministers and ministers all receive national salaries. Even the monthly salaries of the police officers are not low.
Only the jailer, as the most humble police officer in the Ministry of Punishment, does the most painful and tiring job and gets the least amount of money.
The Prison Prison is different from the prisons in other places. Those who can be locked up here are not ordinary people before they come in. Even if they come in because of a crime, the guards must treat them carefully.
Xiao Gui had just finished emptying the buckets for the prisoners in the Prison Prison, and was dragging his tired body as he walked down the street. He was thinking that he would buy some pastries that his wife liked when the Ministry of Punishment issued money tomorrow. My mother stopped for half a minute.
It’s time to renew the medicine for the month. After buying all these, I should still have a few dozen coins left, which I need to save in case there is an emergency at home.
He lowered his head and thought about these things, and accidentally bumped into someone. When he raised his head, he saw that the person was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an extraordinary temperament. He was shocked and said hurriedly: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
"I bumped into you, can you just say I'm sorry?" The young master had the usual look of a playboy in the capital. He glanced at Xiao Gui with disdain, pointed to an alley on the side of the street, and waved to the followers behind him.
Said: "Take him to the alley over there, I will teach him a lesson today!"
Xiao Gui's expression changed drastically, and he said in a panic: "Sir, I didn't do it on purpose..."
But how could that noble young master listen to his words? As soon as Xiao Gui opened his mouth, he was held up by two followers and walked towards the dark alley.
"Sir, don't do it..."
"Stop it, stop it!"
"Someone, help me..."
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Seeing the man being dragged into the alley by the noble prince's entourage, everyone on the street took one look and left one after another.
Those who were able to bring so many followers with them when they went out were all people they could not afford to offend. They could only blame the poor man for being careless.
In the dark alley, Xiao Gui knelt on the ground and cried: "Master, please spare me. I have an eighty-year-old mother above me and a three-year-old child below me..."
The noble master glanced at him and said: "Stop pretending, your mother has just turned fifty this year, and her son is only one month old. Where did you get an eighty-year-old mother with a three-year-old child..."
Unexpectedly, this noble young master knew the situation in his family so well. Xiao Gui was startled and his crying stopped immediately.
The noble prince looked at him and said, "I need your help with something."
The person in front of him obviously had an unusual identity. How could he need the help of a little jailer for anything? Even if he did, it would probably be a big deal. Xiao Gui turned pale and kowtowed as if he were pounding garlic. He said: "Young Master, little one."
There are old people and young people, please show your support, please..."
Bang!
Suddenly there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Xiao Gui raised his head and saw an ingot of silver in front of him.
This silver ingot is very large. It is the largest silver ingot Xiao Gui has ever seen. It is also the fifty-two ingot regulated by Chen Guo.
As a jailer, he had to go without food and water for ten years to save up the fifty taels of silver.
Xiao Gui raised his head and asked: "Master, please tell me what I need you to do."
The noble prince smiled and said, "It's no big deal, I just want your help with a message."
It is not an easy task to send a message to the prisoners in the Prison Prison. It requires taking great risks. Thinking of his son who is not yet one month old, Xiao Gui showed a look of hesitation on his face.
Bang.
Another ingot of silver was thrown to the ground, exactly the same size as before.
Xiao Gui picked up two silver ingots, put them in his arms, got up from the ground, and asked: "What does the young master need me to bring? To whom? When?"
The young master said: "For a man with only one arm, the faster the better."
Xiao Gui raised his head and said: "I have the impression that the Criminal Department arrested a man with a broken arm yesterday..."
The young master looked at him and said, "Listen carefully to what I'm going to say next..."
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After a while, the young master looked at him and asked, "Do you remember everything?"
Xiao Gui nodded and said, "I remember everything."
"That's good." The young master looked at him one last time and said, "I'm leaving..."
"Young Master, stay here." Xiao Gui stopped him in time and said: "Young Master just left like this, people outside may be suspicious..."
The noble prince looked at him and asked: "What do you mean..."
"Master, please give me a good beating." Xiao Gui pointed to his face, grinned, and said, "Say hello here."
