Datang Almighty Dad

Chapter 586
The scholar didn't speak, but went to the desk to pick up the file on his own, and turned to He Zhizheng and said: "The person who came into contact with Long Bo must have traces, but today, we must follow what Li Bi promised before, no matter what Find out who the real culprit is and punish him severely! Can Mr. He agree?"

The corners of He Zhizheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he gritted his teeth and nodded in response, "Check!"

Several people were sitting around the desk in the hall of the Jing'an Division, and the scholar Cen Shen asked, "How did He Fu get to know Long Bo? Mr. He can know."

He Zhizheng recalled: "He Fu usually only helps me get medicine, runs around various ministries to get official documents, because he has to pretend to be stupid, so he never shows up in public."

"Check! Check where He Fu goes most often? What kind of people do you often contact with?" The scholar ordered him to forbid, and immediately after the order, the Jing'an official promised to check.

Cen Shen went on to analyze: "Obviously, Long Bo made a total of two sets of plans, the open one and the dark one. One was to deceive He Fu, that is, Long Bo stepped forward, contacted Yousha, hired wolf guards, and attacked the west. At the critical moment, Throw He Fu out to take the blame, and buy yourself time to enter the lamp tower."

He Zhizheng said anxiously, "What's the use of talking about it now?"

"Money!" Cen Shen pointed out the key point in one sentence, "Long Bo needs a lot of money to hire wolf guards, rent houses, and buy stone resin. Where did He Fu get so much money for him?"

He Zhizheng sighed and said: "A year ago, I discovered that I was suffering from insanity. If I didn't take the medicine to suppress it, I would go into a mad attack. I tried to commit suicide several times during the attack, but He Fu rescued them in time. This medicine is a tiger wolf. After taking it, even reading or meditating, you can’t sit still for more than a moment, your mind is in chaos, and you feel drowsy all day long.”

Laughing at himself, He Zhizheng continued: "I am useless to Datang. Therefore, I came up with the idea of ​​leaving Chang'an. Before I die, I want to go back to my hometown. I haven't been back for more than 50 years, so I will leave it to He Fu." Prepare this matter. Quietly sell off one by one, several houses in Chang'an City. Slowly dismiss the servants, try not to let others notice this, so as not to affect the prince."

Cen Shen asked: "Then you sold the money, have you ever checked it?"

"He Fu is just like my own son!" He Zhizheng sighed bitterly: "He had a miserable childhood, and he was the most prone to paranoia, for fear that I would doubt him, hate him, and eventually abandon him. Therefore, I don't want to ask more questions. .”

Cen Shen nodded: "But he was deceived by Long Bo, he assassinated Lin Jiulang in the street, but in fact, his fate is the same as those wolf guards, it's just another blindfold of Long Bo."

"And Long Bo's second plan is his real plan. It is to assassinate Lin Jiulang under the guise of using the money He Fu gave him to arrange everything, but his real destination for Fu Huolei is Taishang Xuan Yuandenglou is to assassinate the emperor with the Denglou!"

As he said that, he handed a document to He Zhizheng, "Please look, Mr. He, this is a murder case file sent by Marquis Wu. Before lighting the lamp today, Marquis Wu discovered that Mao Shun's family died unexpectedly. The servants of the descendants and grandchildren all died of poisoning at the family banquet, and their death conditions were miserable."

"According to an escaped cook, it was Mao Shun himself who put powdered medicine in the soup, which he said at the time was a tonic."

He Zhizheng was surprised and puzzled, "Why?"

A Jing'an official next to him sent a pair of blueprints, "Jian He, this was found on Mao Shun's case, the blueprint for the construction of the Dadeng Building. But there are strange characters written on it."

He Zhizheng and Cen Shen looked at the same time, and saw a sentence written in the lower left corner of the blueprint: One penny can buy two pancakes.

"What do you mean? Who wrote it?" Cen Shen was puzzled, looked up to see He Zhizheng's expression, and asked curiously, "He Gong, can you recognize this handwriting?"

He Zhizheng sneered: "Yes, this is my handwriting. The person who wrote it imitated my handwriting. I think I hope Mao Shun will notice it."

Cen Shen asked: "Who is there who can not only see your handwriting, but also have access to Mao Shun's drawings?"

He Zhizheng murmured: "The blueprints have to be checked by the Ministry of Industry and Households. As for my handwriting, there are too many people who have seen it. Er, sometimes when I get drunk, I will write poems everywhere, and I will check again. The Rites Department of the Household Department of the Inspection Department can get in touch with the specific handlers of Maoshun's drawings."

"Here!" Another Jing'an official quickly went to check the files.

The scholar pondered: "According to the detailed story of General Guo Lishi who sent people to Huae Tower, Long Bo's real motive was to avenge the injustice committed by the Eighth Regiment in Anxi Duhu Mansion ten years ago. But after all, ten years have passed. Why did you choose to contact He Fu half a year ago to start the plan?"

He Zhizheng was shocked, "Half a year ago, Long Bo's comrade-in-arms Wen Wuji died because he wanted to build the Xiaobolu embassy and forcibly expropriated the houses."

After nodding, Cen Shen said: "Sounds reasonable, but there is one thing I don't know: Where are foreign embassies usually built in Chang'an?"

"Chongrenfang is near Dongshi." The master book next to him, An Zhuguo, replied.

"That's right, it's closer to the rich and powerful's mansion, so it's very convenient for shopping, visiting, and entering the palace. But it's not that there are no vacant mansions nearby. Why is it built in Anyefang where Wen Wuji is?"

He Zhizheng explained: "Site selection is jointly planned by the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households. The Ministry of Industry is responsible for giving the size of the area, and the Ministry of Households is responsible for giving suggestions on the area from the perspective of cost accounting."

"Then who is involved in this proposed plan? Is there a record?" Cen Shen asked.

"Yes, for any important meeting, there have been several meetings in total. Whoever attended the meeting and what suggestions were given are all recorded. Go to the archive room and transfer the files."

At this time, Jing'an officials came to report: "He Fu visited the household department most frequently since last year. There were as many as forty or fifty times in the first half of the year, and each stay lasted more than half an hour."

"Then, does anyone know who he has met in the household department?"

"I don't know about this. The interview record only records the extraction of official documents."

Another Jing'an official sent a list, "Ministry of Industry and Households, those who can contact Maoshun's drawings, here is the list."

Cen Shen took it, quickly looked through it, and soon found a suspicious person, "Xu Bin!"

"Xu Bin? Why, Xu Bin has a problem?" He Zhizheng didn't know yet.

Nodding his head heavily, Cen Shen said: "Earlier today, Li Sicheng and I had taken advantage of Xu Bin's weaknesses, and deduced that he might be part of Longbo's party, and he had been burying the three hundred barrels of fire mines for Longbo. As a cover, he was imprisoned. But this person was cunning, and he escaped in the end."

Yao Runeng, who had been sitting beside him without saying a word, shrank his neck, Xu Bin, you are cheating on me!

"This Xu Bin, who recruited into the Jing'an Division?"

He Zhizheng said: "Me."

"You? Then how did you know such a low-ranking official from the household department?" Cen Shen asked.

"Hehe, there's nothing special about it. Like others, this person often sends me some poems and essays, but he is more persistent than others, and has persisted in sending them for more than ten years."

"Poetry? Is it well written?" Cen Shen asked puzzled.

He Zhizheng sneered and said: "Hehe, mediocre. The words are straightforward, without embellishments, and almost no interest. Talk more about complaints about your career, and some of them involve math skills, which are difficult to understand."

"Then, He Fu, did you mention Xu Bin?"

After being reminded by the scholar Cen Shen, He Zhizheng finally remembered something: "One night, He Fu was crying in the garden. I asked him, and he said that he was in the household department. He met two small officials arguing, and one of them said something I heard the words at the time, but I didn’t think there was anything, and I dreamed back at midnight that I was thinking about something, and the words kept lingering in my heart, so I couldn’t go.”

"What?"

"In life, one always has to do something that makes oneself proud, so that one has the nerve to close one's eyes." He Zhizheng recalled.

The scholar pondered: "Who is the little official who said that?"

"Xu Bin!"

hiss……

(End of this chapter)