Chapter 339 Who knocked on the door late at night in the study
People in high positions like to think deeply when looking at things, and Yang Lin is like this.
Only Yao Pingzhong and Mrs. Yao present had normal reactions. One was determined to avenge his brother, the other was crying, and the others' attitudes were a bit wrong.
He did not know Yao Shu's status in the Western Army, so he mistakenly thought that he was the same as Zhe Yanwen. In fact, the young masters in the Western Army did not treat Yao Shu equally.
This was an illegitimate son who still had the blood of the Dangxiang clan. He fought for a hundred years and killed millions of people. The Western Army's hatred for the Dangxiang people was beyond the comprehension of outsiders.
Yang Lin didn't know the hidden story, so he naturally became a little more suspicious. He stood in the hall and said solemnly: "This case involves the Western Army. I will naturally mobilize the Anti-Security Factory and Long Live Battalion to assist Kaifeng."
The government is investigating the case, you have no official status, so don’t get involved, just cooperate with the investigation."
After returning home, Yang Lin felt a little uncomfortable. Such an incident happened for no reason, and the attitude of the person involved was ambiguous. It seemed that there was some hidden conspiracy.
Now is the most critical moment for the Song, Liao and Jin Dynasties, and there is no room for any extraneous problems to undermine one's hard work.
This matter is not related to personal gains and losses, but to the rise and fall of the Han family in the Central Plains. Because of this, it is even more important to be foolproof.
My own plan itself does not necessarily guarantee that Song Dynasty will have an advantage in this competition, but it can slightly restore the unfavorable situation.
Next, we will face a more severe challenge, blocking the arrogant Jurchen Tatars.
People pay attention to making final conclusions, and later generations wrote books saying that Wanyan Aguda was destined by fate, and he had no plans left, he was ambitious, and he didn't care about it often.
From the perspective of future generations, this period of Jurchen history, whether it was the Aguda or the Jurchen Tatars, seemed to be cheating. It is difficult to explain their combat effectiveness and achievements with common sense.
If it is true that destiny is there, then it is not easy to go against destiny.
The Western Army is a crucial link in Yang Lin's plan. Once there is a problem with this link, it is very likely that the whole game will be lost.
A thunder sounded in the dim sky outside.
In an instant, heavy rain poured down, the rain was strong, and the rain swayed with the wind, as if the entire Bianliang City was enveloped in an endless curtain of rain.
Yang Lin stood up and wanted to close the window. He reached halfway and suddenly shouted loudly: "Lu Qian, find Yin Muhong."
After a while, Yin Muhong came over in the rain, took off his raincoat, fluttered it outside the door, and then walked into the study.
Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "You know everything, right?"
His whole body was wet. This kind of rain could not be blocked by a raincoat. Yin Muhong twisted his sleeves and said, "I heard from Lu Qian on the way that this matter is not that simple. It is definitely not an ordinary robbery."
A maid presented a handkerchief. After Yin Muhong thanked him, he wiped his face and said, "Young Zai, have you investigated Yao Shu's life clearly?"
"Before it's too late, I've already sent someone to inform Song Jiang and let him investigate."
Yin Muhong frowned and said: "Song Gongming is in the Xiazhou area and is busy preparing to attack the Karhan Dynasty. It is best not to distract him at this time.
And although Qinlong and Bianliang are not far away, it takes a month and a half to travel between them, so why not start in Bianliang? Shaozai has just accepted two students from the Yao family, so it is still reliable?"
Yang Linguang was thinking about the conspiracy behind this matter, but he ignored these points and said without thinking: "Xi Yan is not bad."
"Let's learn about Yao Shu through him, and then start investigating.
There is no need to worry, Shao Zai. It is not so easy to kill people in the suburbs of Bianliang without leaving any flaws. We have the Long Live Camp and the Anti-criminal Factory to peel off the cocoons and we will be able to solve the case."
Yang Lin nodded, refreshed and said, "You will be responsible for this matter."
Yin Muhong chuckled lightly, nodded in agreement, and then changed the topic: "Young Master, is there a possibility that this matter was done by one of our own in the Western Army?"
"Before investigating a case, don't draw a circle for yourself. It will only constrain your thinking. It will have no other use. In everything, we should start with the evidence. I will do as you said and peel off the cocoon. Let's start with the urban fox and the rat in Bianliang City."
Yin Muhong took a deep breath and bowed: "Young Master is right, my subordinates have learned a lesson."
"No matter who this person is, he has stirred up a trend and brought some trouble to me.
After Wang Fu's death, the frustrated Master Liang was forced to do something urgent. Now the Long Live Battalion is restricting everything and censuring him everywhere. I can only rely on him to make elixirs and avoid the limelight at home.
The imperial court is in a troubled time, and if the situation in the northwest deteriorates, the princes in the imperial court will be able to let me, the instigator, go."
Yang Lin sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "I must find him out and see if he has any shameful ambitions."——
The wind whistled and the horses neighed.
On the grassland far away from the border wall, Yao Gu and his family will ride slowly on horseback.
At this time, Yao Gu was sitting on his horse, still looking calm, and slowly recorded the surrounding terrain on the parchment scroll with a charcoal pen.
This was originally the territory of Xixia. The Song Dynasty did not have a map of this area, so they had to rely on their own surveys and paintings.
Beside him, his eldest son Yao Pingyou looked a little sad. After enduring it for a long time, he asked: "Dad, there is news from the third brother that the second brother was killed in Bianliang!"
"I know." Yao Gu said calmly.
"Dad, that's the second brother!"
Yao Gu turned around, stuffed the parchment scroll into his arms, and snorted: "As far as I know, you bully him a lot."
"That's my brother. I can bully him, but how can I tolerate others killing him?"
Yao Pingyou was so angry that the horses under his crotches felt their master's emotions and scratched their hooves uneasily.
Yao Gu squinted his eyes and glanced at him: "Why, can you solve the case by shouting here, or can you kill the enemy with your hands?"
The generals around him couldn't stand it any more. Yao Shu had always been disliked because he had Dangxiang's bloodline. But he was Yao Gu's biological son after all. Why would a white-haired father give a black-haired person to his father?
So cold-blooded and calm.
"General, should you send someone to Bianliang to investigate the cause of Erlang's death, so as not to be fooled by people from Kaifeng Mansion?"
Yao Gu shook his head and said: "Xi Yan is there, ten thousand times stronger than you. Yesterday Mr. Zhong sent me a letter. He has sent Xiao Zhong to Bianliang himself, telling me not to act rashly."
When everyone heard that Zhong Shizhong was leaving, they all kept silent. The identity of Mr. Xiao Zhong was enough to represent the Western Army and express their concern and attention to this matter.
Yao Gu sighed, looked at the mountains in the distance, reached into his arms for a long time without taking out the parchment, and finally closed his eyes and said: "Hua Fu mother, go back."——
Bianliang City, Zhefu.
The secret room was filled with a strong soothing fragrance. Such a large dose had exceeded the soothing effect and was even a bit choking.
Zhe Yanwen was sitting on a chair, holding the penholder with his fingers, and seemed to be writing furiously.
When he got closer, he saw that the paper under his pen had been taken away, but Orihiko Wen didn't seem to know it, still holding the pen with his head down.
When you get closer, you can see that the pen in Zhe Yanwen's hand has not moved at all. A slender steel wire is wrapped around his neck and tied to the chair behind him.
The wire had already been tightened into his neck, and Orihiko's long tongue stuck out, a scary purple-black color.
Under the long hair covering his face, his pupils were dilated, his eyelids were bleeding, and his lips were cyanotic. The ground was wet, and 100% of people who were strangled would become incontinent.
The Zhe family is a wealthy family, and Zhe Yanwen ranks seventeenth among his generation, which shows that the Zhe family is prosperous.
Zhe Yanwen was also different from Yao Shu. He was born to the head wife of the Zhe family and was highly favored.
It wasn't until early the next morning that the maid came in and saw that the young master had not slept all night, so she hurriedly came to serve him.
"Ah~"
After a scream, the maid fainted and died in the hall.
"The murderer was very calm. After killing the people, he took away the paper he was writing on and made Mr. Zhe look like he was writing." Judge Jia Tong of Kaifeng Prefecture said calmly.
Wu Zuo added: "The deceased did not struggle violently. It can be said that he lost the ability to resist in an instant. What is even more frightening is that he only discovered something strange at the last moment before his death."
The people next to him had different expressions. Yang Ceqing was already a little frightened, but Yao Pingzhong was not afraid at all. He carefully observed the surroundings, hoping to find some evidence.
After listening to Jia Tongpan's words, Yao Pingzhong asked: "Zhefu is a general gate in the northwest, and there are many guards. How did the murderer get in and where did he leave?"
Jia Tongpian coughed lightly and said, "It probably came through the rear window."
Yao Pingzhong walked around the study room and said: "When Zhe Yanwen died, he was sitting on a chair and someone quietly wrapped a steel wire around his neck."
He suddenly turned his head and sneered: "Zhe Yanwen is not deaf or blind, nor is he a weakling with no strength. On the contrary, he has outstanding martial arts skills. How could he be so unwary."
Yang Ceqing's voice was trembling as she said, "Yao San, stop being so pretentious. What exactly do you want to say?"
"Could this person be Zhe Yanwen's guest? While he was talking to him, he walked around behind Zhe Yanwen and made a sudden move."
Jia Tongpan quickly asked the butler in the room, who was obedient and said: "Seventeenth Master, he turned away his servants and did not allow us to go near the study. However, there were no guests in our house yesterday."
"There are no guests? I'm afraid the guests are not hospitable and don't go through the main entrance." After Yao Pingzhong finished speaking, he looked at everyone secretly. Only Yang Ceqing's expression changed drastically.
The young Taiwei Yao Pingzhong stepped forward, picked up Yang Ceqing's collar, raised his fist and said: "Thieves, you bastards, don't think that I don't know your daily behavior. My second brother is an honest man. I have thought about it a long time ago."
I'll deal with you. I never thought it was too late. If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. You'd better tell everything you know, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
The servants of the Yang family rushed forward to rescue their master, but were kicked to the ground by Yao Pingzhong.
He dragged Yang Ceqing to Zhe Yanwen's body and pressed his head. Yang Ceqing happened to see the terrifying face under the long hair.
The blood on the eyelids has turned black, the tongue has become darker and purple, and the popped eyeballs are filled with panic.
"Look at him, who are you still covering up for?" Yao Pingzhong's voice sounded like thunder, but Yang Ceqing suddenly burst into tears.
"We bullied Yao Shu, but no one thought about killing him. Why should we kill him?" Yang Ceqing lost control of his emotions and yelled. He was obviously too frightened.
The men from the Kaifeng Mansion quickly stepped forward and stopped Yao Pingzhong. The people from the Yang Mansion took the opportunity to help their son up and glared at Yao Pingzhong, while Yao Pingyi remained silent the whole time and stood behind him with a strange look on his face.
Yao Pingzhong still wanted to speak, but then an elegant but majestic voice sounded from outside: "Yao Xiyan, what are you going to do!"