"... Zhou Shangshu found the official registers of Ma Qi, Su Li and others... He was looking through and comparing the official registers of Ma Qi, Su Li and others... He was looking for what these people have in common...
What could be the common ground? The common ground recorded in the official registration list..."
At this point, Zhao Hongrun suddenly raised his voice and shouted with bright eyes: "It's because of these officials' external transfer!"
This move frightened the clan guards in the distance to the point where they suddenly trembled.
"I said..."
Swallowing his saliva, Zongwei Mu Qing timidly whispered: "Your Highness is really doing something...acting? Why do I look like I'm possessed..."
While saying this, Mu Qing stared at Zhao Hongrun's hands intently. Although the latter acted as if he was reading something at the moment, in fact, in the eyes of the sect guards, his Highness's hands were empty.
This weird appearance made the Zongwei shrink their necks involuntarily and felt a little chill on their backs.
"Did His Highness learn something from Master Mi Jiang?...I mean that." Zongwei He Miaoyi said cautiously: "Master Mi Jiang is a witch, who can communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth..."
Hearing this, Mu Qing opened his eyes wide, took a breath of air, and said in disbelief: "You mean, His Highness is possessed by Zhou Shangshu?"
"It's an invitation." Zongwei Zhu Guiyi said in a low voice: "I heard that there is a kind of witchcraft in Chu State that can summon the ghosts of Huangquan to living people..."
"Are you talking about summoning spirits?" Zongwei Gao Kuo rolled his eyes.
Listening to the whispers of the clan guards around him, Wei Jiao, the captain of the clan guards, frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up, everyone! ...Don't disturb His Highness!"
Seeing the chief of the Zongwei speak, all the Zongwei stopped talking.
They didn't notice that Zhao Yuanli's eyes suddenly changed.
Because at this time Zhao Hongrun said something, something that made Zhao Yuanli tremble with fear.
"... Zhou Shangshu found common ground in the official rosters of Wang Ling, Ma Qi, Su Li and others. These officials were all transferred from Daliang to below... Why? Why were Beijing officials transferred from outside? It was Hong
What happened in the second year of De?... In the second year of Hong De, Daliang Fa
What happened...Wang Ling was once the Vice Minister of the Literary and Selection Department of the Ministry of Personnel, in charge of the official recruitment of officials; Ma Qi was the Right Wulang in front of the palace, holding military power...Su Li was once the Dumenlang,
Responsible for guarding the gates of Daliang City...Why are these people grouped together?"
"..." Zhao Yuanli pursed his lips and looked silently at Zhao Hongrun, who was meditating not far away.
"... Something's wrong, something's wrong. In the second year of Hong De's reign, Wang Ling and others were all in their twenties. Logically speaking, at this age, they had just started their official careers. They should not have been promoted to positions such as Si Shi Lang, You Wu Lang, and Du Men Lang.
, it is difficult for the young and energetic to convince the public... Why did the court want to make an exception?
Promoting young people?... No, these officials were transferred from outside shortly after the incident. It didn't seem like they valued the talents of these people and promoted them... I understand, these people were pawns, the imperial court, no, they were what the father wanted at that time.
Who to deal with... Yes, yes, so I have done that
Afterwards, these officials were transferred out..." At this point, Zhao Hongrun opened his eyes again and murmured with certainty: "This is the relationship between Wang Ling, Ma Qi, Su Li and others. These officials, in Hongde
In the second year of his life, he did something for his father, something that made those ruthless gangsters
It was something they hated so much, so those evil parties wanted to retaliate against these officials, destroy their families and cut off their heirs... blood feud, blood feud... they were executed by the whole family! In the second year of Hongde, some people were executed by the whole family! Today's vicious parties are the same as those of those days.
The remnants of man..."
"..." Zhao Yuanli's breathing became slightly rapid, and he took a deep breath to calm down.
This boy is really a rare genius in the world. Under such circumstances, he can actually deduce the events of that year... It doesn't matter, he can't find out about "that matter". This matter is already taboo.
Brother Si Wang will not allow anyone to mention it again...
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanli raised his head and glanced at Zhao Hongrun, with a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes.
Maybe this is also a... No, no, no, I can't involve Hongrun...
Shaking his head, Zhao Yuanli took a deep breath and suppressed a certain tempting thought in his heart.
He knew that he had to find a way to interrupt the nephew in front of him. Although he didn't know what the deduction method was, it was undeniable that the nephew with a talent for world management had already deduced the events of that year.
He continued to investigate and found out that Zhao Yuanli could not guarantee that he would stay out of the situation.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanli, with the purpose of interrupting Zhao Hongrun, stepped forward and said: "Hongrun, it's getting late..."
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Zhao Hongrun's expression changed in front of him, and he said in a deep voice: "...At this time, someone is coming!"
"..." Zhao Yuanli was stunned and stood there without daring to move.
"... Zhou Shangshu raised his head and saw the other person. Who was it?... There were no traces of fighting in the library, indicating that the other party did not arouse Zhou Shangshu's strong suspicion, and there were no other visitors in the record book at that time. It was
Yes, it’s the clerk in this class room...it’s Zhang Sanxiao!"
Zhao Hongrun narrowed his eyes and continued to deduce: "What did Zhang Sanxiao do here? Well, he saw that Zhou Shangshu didn't come out for a long time, and he became suspicious... Zhou Shangshu saw Zhang Sanxiao, but he didn't fight here.
It means that Zhang Sanxiao explained his purpose... He is just a small official... Wait, it's an oil lamp.
Judging from the oil consumption of the oil lamp at that time, it should have been around dusk. I understood that Zhang Sanxiao probably used the excuse that the officials wanted to close the door of the palace and came to urge... Zhou Shangshu asked Zhang Sanxiao to go out temporarily and sent the king
Putting the official registration lists of Ling, Ma Qi, Su Li and others into his arms, he walked towards the door..."
Muttering to himself, Zhao Hongrun walked toward the door of the library, but as he walked, he suddenly stopped and shook his head: "No, no... Zhou Shangshu was knocked unconscious in the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
Then they were tied up by Zhang Sanxiao and Liu Wang and carried onto the horse through the back door.
Che, Zhou Shangshu was unconscious at that time, there is no guarantee that he would intentionally leave any clues... In other words, when he came out of this door, the crisis Zhou Shangshu sensed... Yes, he began to doubt Zhang Sanxiao
, so he returned to his original position and left clues..."
As he spoke, Zhao Hongrun walked a few steps back to his original position and looked at the long row of wooden frames in front of him.
"... Zhou Shangshu left a clue... Zhou Shangshu's right thumb had a trace of wood deliberately embedded in the nail seam... I understand, he left a few words on these wooden frames, where are they...
Where is it? He couldn't squat down to write. He was worried that Zhang Sanxiao would see it, so he stood..."
After looking around for a few times, his eyes fell on the oil lamp placed on the shelf. A flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said: "Under the compartment of the wooden shelf where the official registration list of his old friend Wang Lingqi is placed...
…”
Having said this, Zhao Hongrun squatted down and turned his head to glance at the mentioned location.
For various reasons, Zhao Yuanli also knelt down and took a look.
However, there were no traces of anything scratching the location mentioned by Zhao Hongrun, let alone any words left behind.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other. Zhao Hongrun scratched his hair in astonishment and murmured in disbelief: "How is this possible?"
Looking at his appearance, Zhao Yuanli laughed.
"Hongrun, Hongrun, look at how serious you were just now. What did Uncle Six really think? You were so frightening that you..."
This Uncle Liu Wang smiled happily.
On the one hand, he was laughing at the fact that his beloved nephew, whom he regarded as a son, had made a fool of himself in front of him this time. On the other hand, it was also because he was secretly relieved in his heart.
After all, he really didn't want the boy in front of him to be involved in that incident.
As Zhao Yuanli laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up, all the sect guards couldn't help laughing. After all, Zhao Hongrun was so serious during his performance just now, as if he was possessed by Zhou Shangshu.
None of these clan guards dared to speak, for fear of disturbing their Highness or some unspeakable being possessing His Highness.
"What a laugh!"
Zhao Hongrun lost his dignity and said angrily: "This is my first performance, so some mistakes are inevitable. There are too few clues!... Mu Qing, you bastard, you dare to laugh again."
, believe it or not, I really transferred you to the Youma Army to collect horse manure!"
The Prince Su was so angry that he rushed over with his teeth and claws. Mu Qing was so frightened that he hid behind the big man Chu Heng. While hiding, he begged for mercy with a smile: "Your Highness, it's not my fault. Who made you pretend to be so serious just now?"
The way it happened...Besides, I'm not the only one laughing, why do you keep looking for me?...Look, Prince Yi is laughing so hard that he can't stand up!"
After hearing this, Zhao Hongrun turned to look at Zhao Yuanli who was still squatting on the spot, and saw that he was holding his stomach and laughing so hard that he almost burst into laughter, so he said angrily: "Uncle Six, is it so funny?!"
Zhao Yuanli waved his hands, as if to show that it wasn't that funny, but he couldn't get the smile off his face.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun's face became even more ashamed and angry, and he kicked out the snickering Zongwei one by one, shouting: "Go, go, go..."
Outside the house, Mu Qing's desperate ridicule came from the room: "Your Highness, will you stop acting? Maybe you will gain something this time... Ah, Your Highness, I was wrong, I was wrong, please go around me."
...Zhou Pu, you smiling tiger, are you passing the sword to His Highness? Ah...Help..."
Listening to the noisy noise outside the house, Zhao Yuanli shook his head, took a few deep breaths and then managed to suppress his uncontrollable smile.
But just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the wooden frame next door under the partition. There, he saw a few words scrawled in handwriting, and it was barely possible to identify Xiao's Weiping!
Zhao Yuanli's heart skipped a beat, and the smile in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
After a moment's hesitation, he glanced outside the room. At the same time, he raised the oil lamp next to him and used the fire to roast the words without expression, making them illegible and completely covering them up.
…
After doing all this, Zhao Yuanli stood up, thinking deeply about something.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun shouted with resentment from outside the house: "Uncle Six, haven't you laughed enough yet?!"
Taking a slight breath, Zhao Yuanli once again had a smile on his face, and walked out holding the oil lamp as if nothing had happened.
"Hahaha, it's rare to see you make a fool of yourself. Uncle Six, I will keep it in my heart... Ha, I'll tell Yulong later."