Not long after dawn, the carriage with the Beiya sign hanging on it had already arrived and was waiting outside the gate of Jiang Mansion.
The coachman is another unfamiliar face.
Jiang Wang subconsciously recorded his spiritual aura before looking into the carriage.
Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie were both there, sitting on one side and keeping silent.
Industry specializing in surgery.
We haven’t seen each other for a whole night, so I think they should have made some progress in the case, but just by looking at their expressions, I can’t see any changes at all.
Those who are good at finding clues are also good at hiding them.
Jiang Wang bowed his head and got into the carriage, sitting right in the middle.
"This coachman is from my own family." Zheng Shangming said: "There are more guards patrolling the streets near your home. It was requested by Changle Palace, and there are also near Deputy Ambassador Lin's home. The prince has strictly ordered that we must ensure that this case is not solved.
Disturbed."
Jiang Wang knew that this was the result of handling the threat sent by the coachman.
It’s not that he, Jiang, is not worthy of a larger battle, it’s just that the coachman has disappeared in various senses, but no one can be blamed.
“I understand.” Jiang Wang said.
He was not interested in today's search. What he was thinking about was what clues Gongsun Yu could provide.
“In addition to the spirit-suppressing grass, there are also sunflowers, red feather powder, red-bellied spider legs... all of which are medicines to resist cold poison.”
“It seems there is nothing unusual.” Jiang Wang said.
"Yes." Lin Youxie turned to look at Zheng Shangming: "Did Mr. Zheng gain anything from yesterday's interrogation? I heard that you went to do another autopsy at night?"
Zheng Shangming smiled bitterly: "I thought I could gain something, but I ended up overthinking it. When handling a case, you will inevitably go the wrong way."
Lin Youxie nodded and asked, "Does Capt. Zheng have any ideas to share today?"
“You should have a broad mind when handling a case, but you can’t make assumptions out of thin air. You still have to look at the clues and collect evidence first, and then talk about other things.” When he said this nonsense, Zheng Shangming looked very serious.
Lin Youxie just said: "Zheng Captou is right!"
Jiang Wang remained expressionless throughout the whole process.
These two people came all the way from Bei Ya together. They stayed together in the carriage for so long without saying a word! We just waited for him to come and then acted perfunctorily.
“Master Jiang seems to be in a low mood?” Zheng Shangming asked pointedly.
“Oh?” Jiang Wang asked back.
“I see you haven’t spoken a word.” Zheng Shangming explained.
Jiang Wang said in a dull voice: "In the end, you are responsible for investigating and handling the case. You just need to reach an agreement."
“Yes.” Zheng Shangming nodded and stopped talking.
The carriage arrived at the Palace of Eternal Life again in an eerie silence.
Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie were indeed very active in their work, and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the search of the Changsheng Palace, from the front hall to the back hall, from Jiang Wuqi's bedroom to the rooms of the eunuchs and maids... not a single clue was missed.
Jiang Wang followed behind silently, barely speaking unless necessary.
This time the search scope covered the entire Changsheng Palace. Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie went through almost every corner, and it was not until sunset that they announced the end of the search.
“Have Master Lin found any useful clues?” Zheng Shangming asked.
“There are so many threads, it’s getting more and more confusing.” Lin Youxie shook his head and asked, “Where is Mr. Zheng?”
Zheng Shangming also shook his head: "Same as Mr. Lin. I think Feng Gu's death...could it be related to the revenge of the equal country?"
“It’s very possible!” Lin Youxie said in a serious tone.
Jiang Wang watched them silently as they set up the stage to sing, without saying a word.
“Did Master Jiang discover anything?” Lin Youxie suddenly asked.
"Nothing was found. You two are quite normal." Jiang Wang turned around and said, "Go back."
Lin Youxie and Zheng Shangming are now obviously targeting the assassination of Concubine Lei. They both know what the other is thinking, and they both pretend not to know.
Lin Youxie just wants to find out the truth about that year, make it public, and clear her father's name.
Until now, the cause of Lin Kuang’s death recorded in Beiya’s files is still “incompetent handling of the case, committing suicide out of fear of blame”, and his reputation has been ruined!
Zheng Shangming also wanted to find out the truth of that year, but whether this "truth" should be made public must conform to the emperor's likes and dislikes, so as to pave the way for him to take over as the captain of Beiya in the future. Jiang Wang is willing to serve as the captain of Beiya first, then he will
If Jiang Wang didn't want to give up this benefit, he would behave well on his own.
The conflict between the two lies in this, so whoever finds the truth first becomes the key to the problem.
So they say they are working together on the case, but they are also on guard against each other. Any clues they can keep secret will be kept secret.
After what Jiang Wang said, there was no need for them to pretend anymore.
So he left.
The heavy palace door slowly closed, temporarily sealing the palace.
The three green cards got into the carriage in silence.
What’s interesting is that everyone on this carriage feels that they are close to the truth.
Although they are silent, they each have their own goals and choices.
Lin Youxie needs Jiang Wang to turn one eye and close the other. The open eye is called "truth", and the closed eye is called "responsibility".
She wanted to grasp the clues to the assassination of Concubine Lei first and dig out the truth of the year.
Zheng Shangming wanted Jiang Wang to agree to take over as the captain of Beiya before he could share the clues in this case with him.
He also needs Jiang Wang to turn a blind eye, but the opened eye is called "loyalty" and the closed eye is called "truth."
And Jiang Wang wanted to make a choice after grasping the truth.
The best result is that the final destination of the three people can be the same. This is the situation where, as Chong Xuansheng said, "the emperor should know the truth."
But Jiang Wang had to prepare for the worst.
Of course on this day, Lin Youxie and Zheng Shangming were looking for clues, while Jiang Wang was practicing silently.
But in fact, throughout the day, it was just three people testing each other's patience.
The carriage dropped off Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie at Beiya, and then sent Jiang Wang back home alone.
After watching a boring play in the Changsheng Palace for a day, he didn't want to go to Beiya again. Anyway, the clues on both sides were not shared with him, so he simply left.
“This is so boring…”
This was Jiang Wang's only thought after he got off the carriage.
Fortunately, he also has his preparations.
Step into the mansion, go directly to your bedroom, close the door and practice.
He does not do this one or two days, but does this every day, which is completely natural.
Jiang Wang was stuck in spiritual practice and could not extricate himself. Chongxuan Sheng took advantage of Chongxuan Zun's absence and was busy trying to please Bowang Hou and was very attentive.
Jiang Wang returned to the house, and Zhong Xuansheng took Fourteen with him and walked out of the house.
I pulled two carts full of supplements and headed straight to Bowang Hou Mansion.
This kind of ostentatious behavior is not uncommon for him, and there are probably not many people in Linzi who don't know that he is more filial than the prince...
In the absence of Zhongxuan Zun, he is the well-deserved young master of the Hou Mansion, although most of the time the fat man only wants to live in Jiang Qingyang's house.
As soon as he entered the gate of the Hou Mansion, Chong Xuansheng took the housekeeper's hand and said seriously: "These are the supplements I bought with great effort. I must ask the warehouse to put them away. It's troublesome!"
The housekeeper was flattered and kept saying yes.
Zhong Xuansheng waved his hand and strode inside. Of course he didn’t need anyone to guide him home. When he reached the inner courtyard, he shouted from a distance: “Grandpa, my grandson is here to see you!”
“What are you shouting about? What are you shouting about?”
Before Zhongxuan Yunbo on the recliner could say anything, Chongxuan Mingguang, who was carrying a small horse to pinch the old man's feet, had already assumed the posture of an elder and scolded: "The old man is already over a hundred years old, and his cultivation has begun to decline.
Do you think I can afford to yell like this? I'll scare you to death again! It's true, you are so old and you are not sensible at all."
Fourteen stood outside the courtyard.
Zhong Xuan Sheng walked in alone, facing Zhong Xuan Mingguang's spit, with a smile on his face: "Uncle taught you the lesson. Didn't I specially buy two carts of supplements here? Just to make sure Grandpa doesn't have any shortcomings!"
"At this age, and there is no God coming, what's the use of supplements? It's a waste of money all day long. Can you be the boss in the future?"
Chongxuan Mingguang taught his nephew a lesson, and continued massaging his hands. He turned to look at the old man, his seriousness instantly turned into flattery: "Dad, do you think this is right? The leader of the family cannot find someone who is too extravagant. Son
After so many years of careful calculation, the account books are so beautiful, please tell me..."
The old man just looked at him faintly: "From what you said, do you think you dislike me for living too long?"
This look is so familiar!
How could it not be a beating?
Zhongxuan Mingguang has been frightened since he was a child. He suddenly panicked: "Son...son doesn't mean this."
"Shut up if you don't know how to speak." The old man pulled his legs back impatiently: "Sit aside!"
I originally thought that this guy came to the county every day to cheer for his grandson Zhongxuan Zunchengjue, but he did it more obviously. After all, he is the heart of all parents. As a patriarch, he can understand.
嚯! I didn’t expect that this piece of waste actually wanted to inherit the family business!
What a face!
What's going to happen if we don't cut it off quickly?
Zhongxuan Yunbo couldn't help but reflect on himself, when did he give this guy the illusion...
Had it not been for the grandson around, he would have kicked him out long ago out of concern for his dignity as an uncle.
“Oh.” Chongxuan Mingguang moved the small mazha away aggrievedly.
Zhong Xuan Sheng came forward with his body swaying in a swaying manner.
Looking at Zhongxuan Mingguang, a smile filled his face: "Uncle, you are over sixty. You can also take these supplements. If they are not enough, I will buy them later."
A beautiful man like Chong Xuan Mingguang and the enemy of time is the most annoying thing about others mentioning his age. At this time, in front of the old man's face, he can't attack. You can't scold the nephew should not care about him?
He could only say "good boy", quietly turned his face and gave Chong Xuan Sheng a fierce look.
Zhongxuan Sheng accepted it with a smile, without any reaction at all.
Zhongxuan Yunbo was half leaning on the recliner and said slowly: "Why did you suddenly think of giving me supplements?"
Zhongxuansheng moved the big chair that his servants had brought up to the old man's side, sat on it with a smile, and leaned in front of him and said: "Aren't you always caring about grandpa? You are the pillar of my Chongxuan family.
It needs to be taken very good care of!”
Zhongxuan Yun sighed awkwardly: "Can the Optimus Pillar still hold up the sky if it needs to be taken care of?"
This is an old general who put on his armor again after taking off his armor for the sake of his family.
Have been on the battlefield all my life.
And he is already so old.
Chongxuan Sheng stopped laughing and said seriously: "If you are here for one day, the sky will not fall."
"Sheng'er, you are very smart. I have never seen many children smarter than you."
Chongxuan Yunbo looked at him and said slowly: "But smart people often rely on their intelligence and don't pay attention to the rules of the world. They feel that they can control anything... Sometimes, we should know when enough is enough, even if we are Chongxuan
Home, not everything can get involved."
Chongxuan Sheng wanted to use the Bowang Hou Mansion as a cover to send Jiang Wang out of the city quietly, so it was impossible to hide it from Chongxuan Yunbo.
This was not a big deal, but what frightened the old man was naturally the assassination of Concubine Lei.
“Grandpa, don’t worry, I know what’s appropriate.” Chongxuan Sheng said.
“That’s it!” Chongxuan Mingguang said coldly from the side.
Zhong Xuansheng looked at him in surprise.
Can you understand what we are saying?
Chongxuan Mingguang looked at his fat nephew with a proud expression of "I have caught something," and said: "I heard that you are engaged in gambling business, right? Gambling is harmful! Many families have been ruined and people have died.
, how many wives and children have been separated. Is this a serious business? If word spread, it will simply ruin the reputation of my Chongxuan family! Today I will say it here. I am incompatible with this word "gamble"! My Chongxuan family and this '
The word 'bet' is not mutually exclusive! You can't make a mistake and it will be too late to regret it!"
“Dad.” He probably also knew that no matter how harsh his words were, it would be useless. He turned around and asked Chongxuan Yunbo for support: “Tell this kid to be locked up immediately.”
Zhong Xuansheng was shocked: "Uncle, I saw you visiting the casino two days ago!"
Chongxuan Mingguang glanced sideways: "Can visiting a casino be the same as running a casino? Are they the same nature? You are harming others, and I am being harmed by others! Can we, the Bowang Hou Mansion, do business that harms others?
"
Zhongxuan Yunbo was obviously a little tired, but he didn't feel like giving advice to his eldest son.
If you could teach well, why would you wait until today?
He just waved his hand feebly at Zhong Xuan Sheng: "There is really no need to do business in this area."
“Actually, my grandson only bought a few percent of the shares, and it was in someone else’s name...” Chong Xuansheng explained, and then said: “Since grandpa and uncle have spoken, grandson will close it when he gets back.”
Chongxuan Mingguang nodded with satisfaction: "If you know your mistakes and you can correct them, you can't do much good. Although Sheng'er has a wrong idea, after all, he is the son of our Chongxuan family, so his foundation is still good!"
He grimaced again, playing a combination of kindness and power: "Let's go back and close the casino now to avoid a long night of dreams. If the casino is open for one more hour, my Chongxuan family will have their backs poked for one more hour! As I sit here, I can't help but feel sad.
I'm on pins and needles!"
Zhong Xuansheng didn't care at all and said with a smile: "Uncle is right, my nephew will go back and close the casino right now."
Then he said to Chongxuan Yunbo: "Grandpa, I will come to see you next time."
Chongxuan Mingguang was afraid that his fat nephew would take advantage of the absence of his genius son and steal the old man's favor with his sweet words, so he grabbed the lead and said: "Go, go, the old man has me here. Don't worry, go back and practice hard, your cultivation is too far behind."
too much!"
Rao Zhongxuan Sheng has always adhered to the principle of "you are right" to Zhongxuan Mingguang. Hearing this, I was a little angry. How can you, old man, have the nerve to criticize my cultivation?
But after thinking about it, he smiled and left the yard.
With an uncle like this, what more could you ask for?
Zhongxuan Mingguang didn't know what Zhongxuan Sheng was thinking. Seeing his fat nephew leaving, he felt that he had won another important game for his son, and he was very excited.
If he didn't have to worry about himself, what would Zun'er do? What would this family do?
Looking around, he saw no one was there, so he walked back to the old man.
With a diligent look on his face, he said mysteriously: "Old man, didn't you just say that you can't lift the sky? I understand you! I have a recipe here that is quite easy to use..."
…
Zhongxuan Sheng was about to leave the Hou Mansion here when he suddenly heard a roar coming from the backyard, as if a veteran had returned to the battlefield, like an angry lion awakening, like a ferocious tiger roaring into the mountains.