The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

As soon as he walked to the second hall, he saw Yang Lin coming out to welcome the guests with the support of a beautiful woman. Liu Qingshui laughed and said, "How about you, Dalang, are you feeling better? I said you have a big life, running so crazy The horse didn’t even take you away, and if you rushed into the store, you really spared your life.”

"Stop talking sarcastic, this time you won't die or be disabled. Fortunately, all the parts are still complete."

Although Liu Qingshui grinned, his heart was very careful, he waved his hand to let Li Yuniang back down, and he carefully helped Yang Lin to go forward.

Yang Lin took the opportunity to lower his voice, and said, "Someone hurt me this time, you have to avenge your brother."

"I just said how could it be such a coincidence, the officials asked the Ministry of Rites to investigate on their own, but they didn't find out anything." Liu Qingshui said cursingly.

Although the current Imperial City Secretary is majestic, he only bullies and dominates the city to show off his power every day, and does not have the deterrent power of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei at all.

Because the Great Song Dynasty treated the scholar-bureaucrats too leniently, and they would not ransack their homes and decapitate like the Ming Dynasty, so they would not need this sharp weapon.

"Self-examination? Anyone will throw the blame out. I have never heard of someone who blamed himself. This horse is really strange. By the way, is the horse still there?"

"It's long gone. I was shot and killed by the forbidden army that day. Did Dalang not feel it?"

At the table, after the group sat down, Yang Lin pulled Liu Qingshui to continue whispering.

Liu Qingshui waggled his fingers and said loudly, "Eat first, don't be polite."

The two conspired against each other for a long time, Liu Qingshui kept nodding, obviously being persuaded.

Yang Lin didn't talk about his own case, but asked him to do some things that the Imperial City Division should do after he took charge of the Imperial City Division.

Back then when Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty was Zhao Guangyi, the eunuch Wang Ji'en, the eunuch of the Imperial City Division, was so powerful that he would carry out assassination at every turn.

Although Liu Qingshui was tempted, he was still a little worried. He covered his mouth with his hands and asked, "I'm afraid that those big turbans from the imperial court will sue."

"Hey, Cai is quite in power now, and the court is full of remnants of the old party that opposes him. He is worried about how to get rid of it. I have some friendship with Cai Xiang, and he is not very happy to build a bridge between you."

Yuanyou's old-fashioned faction is a group of backward elements who are self-styled and opposed to change anyway. Yang Lin doesn't care at all to wipe them out with Cai Jing.

Moreover, these people are not Cai Jing's opponents at all. Even if they don't intervene, they will be kicked out of Bianliang soon, so it's better to take the opportunity to get some resources.

Every time the court cleans up, it is an excellent time to be in power. It is absolutely useless for one person to make a difference. You must have your own small power.

These people surround you, they can give advice when they hurt someone, and they can pull out to block the gun when they are killed.

Liu Qingshui was also very tempted. He was born as the son of a bartender, and his current status was supported by his sister.

But beauties always get old, even if she is as beautiful as her sister, she will grow old one day.

Today's official families are romantic and philanthropic, and they don't look like people who can have long-term love at all. How should the Liu family gain a foothold by then.

I have to do something myself to become my sister's backing instead of relying on her blindly.

My father, the bartender, was useless. Now that the No. [-] scholar was on good terms with me, and he had the connections of Cai Jing, Tong Guan, and Yang Jian, who were popular officials, he was the best candidate.

The two hit it off immediately, and then began to drink. Li Yunniang stood behind her and whispered: "Da Lang, the imperial physician Wang said that it is not suitable to drink alcohol these days."

"It's okay, I fell and injured you. Listen to that quack doctor scaring people. If you don't drink alcohol, your body hurts. How can you recover?"

When the lights are on, the nightlife in Bianliang has just begun. When the night is dim, the red lanterns of Yuhe are lit up one after another. Rows and strings, dazzling and exquisite, the most pleasant way to play at this time is to row a small boat in the night. Through the river of shining lights.

The breeze is blowing, the aroma of wine on both sides of the river is overflowing, and the laughter of girls is like silver bells...

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, the vermilion lacquered gate was kicked open, and many imperial city guards swarmed in.

The nursing home who stepped forward to stop was kicked away, and Liu Qingshui was surrounded and came in, loudly saying: "The Imperial City Division is handling the case, and those who have nothing to do with it should stay away. Those who obstruct it will be punished as rebellion and killed on the spot."

The servants in the mansion did not dare to move again, and after a while, the masters and masters of the family were chained and captured by the imperial guards.

Xu Zhichang said loudly: "What are you doing! Do you know what I am?"

"Father, daddy, save me, daddy." A young man was in a state of embarrassment and kept screaming for help, making Xu Zhichang very distressed. This was his only son.

Liu Qingshui came out more and more, and said with a sneer: "Xu Zhichang, you dare to be arrogant, you have committed a crime!"

Xu Zhichang's expression changed drastically, and he straightened his neck and said, "Nonsense, you have wronged a good minister, and I will sue you before the Holy One."

"As a member of the Ministry of Rituals, Wailang, you actually cheated on the palace slaves, poisoned the horse with poison, and caused the champion of the new department to be bedridden. Are you guilty?"

Xu Zhichang's face was pale. What he did was not a secret, mainly because he had no criminal experience.It's just that I didn't expect to be found out. It's all because Da Song was too gentle with these literati, making them feel a little confused.

After Liu Qingshui left, he immediately found a veterinarian and a foreman, and found out that the horse had been poisoned.

Following the source of the poison, he searched several pharmacies, searched according to the map, and added the thugs from the chicken and mouse hair stove in Bianliang City, and found the servants of Xu's mansion within a long time.

Liu Qingshui saw that his lips were trembling and he couldn't say a word, so he snorted coldly, "Take him away!"

The chain was already around his neck, and under the strong pull, Xu Zhichang staggered and almost fell, and then he was escorted out of the house with his son.

Chapter 42 Yang Lin, the Traitor and Guide

"It turned out to be him?"

Yang Lin moved his body, but the pain was still terrific, and the hatred in his heart increased a bit.

This boy's second uncle was severely humiliated by him, and he must have received a letter from Yangzhou's family. It seems that last time old man Xu didn't remember to eat but not beat, and he wanted to count on his nephew to get revenge.

Liu Qingshui chuckled and said, "These bullshit civil servants usually have their nostrils turned upside down, they look down on one and the other, and they were arrested last night in the Imperial City Division 1. You didn't see that miserable scene, and they said all the begging for mercy, why not?" A dog."

Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said, "Don't tell the emperor about this matter first, let's go to Cai's mansion together."

Although Liu Qingshui was puzzled, but fortunately he knew that his strategy was insufficient, so he just asked, "Can you go with this body?"

Yang Lin gritted his teeth and said, "No problem!"

At dusk, on the streets of Bianliang, a horse leads the way, followed by a carriage.

The cushions in the carriage are soft, and the wheels are wrapped in cooked cowhide to minimize the bumps.

Li Yunniang half-kneeled in the car, let Yang Lin's legs rest on her body, and gently squeezed her.

Outside the gate of Cai Mansion, two strings of lanterns were hung, Liu Qingshui got off his horse and shouted to the carriage: "Da Lang, Cai Mansion is here."

The disciples had known each other for a long time, and they brought the two of them to the study, and after a while, Cai Jing, who was surrounded by purple robes and jade belts, arrived with a group of maids.

Seeing that Yang Lin was a little surprised, Cai Jing asked with a smile, "It's really you, is your injury okay?"

"Missing Mrs. Cai, this is Liu Qingshui from the Imperial City Division."

Of course Cai Jing knew him, and he was still very respectful to this kind of emperor's confidant, and immediately smiled and said: "So it's Uncle Xiao Guo, please sit down quickly."

Yang Lin didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "Cai Xiang, Qing Shui has already solved the case of the student's fall, and the culprit is Xu Zhichang, a member of the Ministry of Rites."

Cai Jing's complexion only changed suddenly, and then he returned to normal. He asked calmly, "Is there any evidence?"