Ge Sheng entered and saw two public cases placed in the middle of the hall. Behind one of them was a young man. Even though they had different positions, his eyes lit up when he saw them.
I saw that Su Ziji was not wearing a crown, but was wearing a gold crown and a moon-white gauze gown with long sleeves. The sleeves of the gown were fluttering. His eyes were like paint, and he was looking forward to the brilliance, which made people forget the customs at first sight.
Ge Sheng couldn't help but think to himself at the first sight: "I heard that King Dai was very charming. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true."
At this time, the yamen officer Hei Hongshui fired a stick and shouted "Mighty" for a long time. There were even soldiers standing with their swords hanging. The atmosphere in the lobby immediately became tense and chilly. Only then did Ge Sheng wake up, An Lin lost his composure, and hurriedly said to
He knelt down before the king, then stood up and bowed: "Student Zhili Juren Ge Sheng has paid homage to the king and met Master Tan."
Although he was paying tribute to Tan Ping, it was only then that Ge Sheng saw Tan Ping sitting on the rattan chair behind the koan, but the position was slightly to the side, indicating that he was the acting king in the main hall.
There are also civil servants who have to take notes and have side cases. Others are standing. A short middle-aged man is sitting here. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table. When he looks at Ge Sheng, this little official with a short beard has a face.
A look of helplessness flashed across his face, and he picked up the pen he had just put down with a flexed hand, as if he was continuing to take notes.
"Please get up. You don't have to be polite. I have something to ask you!" Su Ziji, who was sitting in the top position, seemed a little tired and looked at it twice. Before Ge Sheng could be humble, he waved his hand and asked, "Getting to the point, what is your name?"
Ge Sheng, where are you from?"
"To tell you the truth, the student is from Zhili and lives in Weijia Town, eight miles outside Beijing." Ge Sheng replied calmly. With this identity, he had been running the business a few years ago and he was not afraid of anyone investigating.
"Have you been in Weijia Town since you were a child?" Su Ziji asked again.
"Dai Wang, although my ancestors lived in Weijia Town, I lived with my father in Sha'an County, Weishan County when I was young. I was selected as a scholar in Weishan County. I did not return to Weijia Town until six years ago. Not long ago, I was lucky enough to win the imperial examination." Ge Sheng bowed again.
answer.
"When did you board the ship that day and what did you see?"
"The student was invited to attend the meeting by the examiner Bo Ningyun. While waiting for the boat in the afternoon, he drank with a few friends in a cubicle and saw nothing. Later, he heard rumors and learned that something happened on the boat. He knew nothing else."
Then the King Dai asked a few more questions. Did he come to attend the cultural conference but he was invited? What did he do at the cultural conference? Do he know who was the instigator behind the scenes? Questions like these were like children playing house.
Liu Wenli, who was in charge of recording, was meticulous and recorded these questions and answers in fly calligraphy, but the helplessness on his face never faded.
What can such a question ask, and what does it have to do with the assassination case?
Even Ge Sheng, who was wary at first, couldn't help but feel a little confused now. He answered and thought to himself: "Although Dai Wang is not from a criminal background, do you think that just by asking such a question, people who know the inside story will tell the truth truthfully?"
Out? How is that possible?"
What is this? Not paying attention to interrogation techniques, nor caring about the results?
Or is it that the acting king is actually different from what we just thought, but that he can become the acting king only because he is the grandson of the emperor by blood, rather than because he has real talent and learning?
Because of the hostile relationship, Ge Sheng had always been hostile to the prince and grandson of the Zheng Dynasty, but he did not despise him. Faced with a powerful enemy, a disdain for the person in front of him arose in his heart.
"It's really that the gold and jade are outside, but they are ruined inside. It's a waste of my caution."
After answering a few questions from King Dai and being ordered out by Su Ziji, this disdain turned into contempt.
Sure enough, it's just an embroidered pillow, a useless straw bag!
Ge Sheng, who was secretly contemptuous, still had a humble face. He turned around respectfully and left, but he didn't see the thoughtful look on Dai Wang's face as he watched him go out.
"No matter how cunning and cunning you are, I will still root you out."
"Cao Yiyan, from Yingguo?"
"The scholars who were placed in the suburbs of Beijing six years ago are now candidates for public examination. How many of these people are still lurking in the dark?"
"It seems that Ying Guo's power in the capital is not small."
"And Gui Junxi, the mere mastermind of the former King of Lu, could actually cause such great harm?"
Hundreds of people were questioned just now. Although only a dozen people knew some of the inside story, it was enough for Su Ziji to piece together a rough truth.
Maybe it was because the level difference was too big, and information could often be brought out during questioning. Taken together, Su Ziji could vaguely grasp the outline of a big conspiracy.
It's related to Cao Yiyan's plan and Ying Guo's ambition, which is really troublesome.
"The strange thing is that I only feel that Cao Yiyan is a superior, but I don't feel the specific duties."
"But we also know that this person has a lot of power and must be a big shot in the country."
"The surname is Cao, could it be that he is a remnant of the previous dynasty?" Su Ziji thought thoughtfully, referring to his physical and bloodline, it seems that he is also a member of the previous dynasty, but he changed his surname to avoid trouble.
At this time, there was no need to stay for interrogation. After hurriedly questioning the few people behind, Su Ziji stood up and gave a slight salute to Tan Ping: "Master Tan, thank you for your hard work. Xiao Wang's question,
I’ve asked all the questions.”
"King Dai, are you going back?" Tan Ping quickly stood up and asked cautiously, feeling very strange in his heart. This question was very unstructured. What was King Dai's intention?
Tan Ping did not share the same contempt as Ge Sheng. The more he understood Dai Wang, the more he felt that it was unfathomable and he definitely did not think that he was a barbarian.
Su Ziji glanced at him with a half-smile, but he didn't know that this person and the yamen servants outside were slandering him. He nodded slightly: "Well, I'm going back now."
Then, Tan Ping couldn't help but feel relieved and sent him out.
When I walked out of the gate of Shuntianfu Yamen, there was already a person waiting in front of the bullock cart outside.
"Your Majesty." Huidao stepped forward to welcome him into the car.
"What gains can a real person get?" After getting on the bus, Su Ziji sat down on his seat, rubbed his brows, and asked with a reserved smile.
Hui Dao suppressed his smile and leaned forward: "Your Majesty, Pindao made some inquiries and found out that Huaiqiao Fang has indeed accumulated many ghosts and gods, almost seventeen, and there is not a shortage of any of them. It is certain that Huai Qiao Fang has sinister intentions."
"It's just a one-stop solution, but it's not easy."
Seeing that the expression of the king did not change, he secretly praised him for being worthy of the king, and continued: "Although it is not easy, it can be done. Pindao has already visited Master Xuancheng and Zen Master Jianxin, and they have agreed to help."
The real person Xuancheng is Liu Zhan, who was given a two-character title some time ago. The Zen master Jianxin is Bianxuan, who is already the abbot of Qingyuan Temple.
These two aspects represent the Taoist and Buddhist sects, which also have considerable influence in the capital.
Although Su Ziji could also ask the two sects to help, it would be better if Huidao could persuade both parties to agree.
Su Ziji was very satisfied with Huidao's work efficiency and smiled: "It's really hard work for the real person. I'm not very proficient in these ghosts and gods, so I have to rely on the real person..."
"Tongshan Temple is originally an authentic Taoist sect, and its Taoist fields and titles were originally removed. According to Yigu, it should also be restored."
Seeing Huidao listening respectfully, the bullock cart had already seen the female wall of Prince Dai's Mansion. At this time, it was autumn, and the whole courtyard was thick with dye. The flower fences along the paths were mottled and withered, and Su Ziji was about to stop talking. Suddenly
Suddenly, a faint cry of a baby came from nowhere, causing Su Ziji's body to stiffen subconsciously.
"Wow!" This baby cry was not real, but it was like a sharp thorn piercing Su Ziji's temple, making his head buzz.
Not only Su Ziji's expression changed, but Hui Dao's expression also changed.
"What's going on? Is Buhui's spiritual energy leaked?"
The sting only lasted for a moment. Su Ziji quickly reacted and realized that an idea in the house had passed away in a flash. His face suddenly changed, and his whole person was instantly covered with a layer of terrifying aura. Even Hui Dao, who was sitting opposite him, was shocked.
This shocked me.
This is a murderous intent that takes life and death without explanation.