Da Bong fights more people

"Si Tianjian has the ability to cover up secrets, and only the supervisor." Wang Shoufu pinched his brows, as if he was asking, but also asked himself: "What is the purpose of the supervisor doing this?"

How do I know, isn't this checking? Xu Qi'an shook his head.

"The old man gave you a handwritten letter, and you can use it to enter and exit the official department. If you need help in the future, just say it's okay." Wang Shoufu stared at Xu Qi'an and said:

"However, I have a condition. If Mr. Xu can find out the truth, I hope he can tell you. Well, I will investigate this matter secretly."

There was a big event in the court that year, and that event was shielded from the secrets. I, the person involved, had no memory of it and forgot about it.

It is definitely a big deal for the supervisor to block the heaven's secrets.

Xu Qi'an nodded and thanked politely.

After sending Xu Qi'an away, Wang Shoufu called the butler, and said calmly, "Xu Jia Erlang is still at the house?"

Yesterday, he told Wang Simu that he wanted to keep Xu Erlang at home for dinner.

"Yes, the old slave will call him over now."

The butler immediately understood what the master meant, and bowed to retreat.

After a while, Xu Erlang, wearing a white long gown, with red lips and white teeth, stepped across the threshold and bowed in a neither humble nor overbearing way: "Master Shoufu."

Wang Shoufu was picking up a pen and writing on the spread rice paper, without looking up, he asked, "What is Erlang's ambition?"

Erlang's barking came naturally, without any embarrassment.

"Ok?"

Wang Shoufu, who didn't wait for a reply, looked up and found that Xu Erlang was staring at him, staring at him

The corner of Wang Shoufu's mouth twitched: "Good ambition."

He put down his pen, looked at the words on the paper, and said with a smile: "If your elder brother hadn't acted out of righteousness, the old man might have to retire. In the officialdom, the most important thing is to know how to advance and retreat.

"No matter how clever you are and how many party members you have, the one sitting on the dragon chair can decide your life or death with one word. The former chief assistant can spend his old age peacefully only because he has learned the lessons from his predecessors."

Former Chief Assistant?That scum who only knows how to embezzle money and cater to His Majesty Xu Xinnian said in his heart.

Wang Shoufu continued: "200 years ago, Yunlu Academy withdrew from the imperial court because of the struggle for the foundation of the country. Cheng Sheng erected a monument in the academy and wrote the death festival to repay the king's kindness. These are all showing the same thing to future generations.

"The king is the king, and the minister is the minister. Only by grasping this measure can you make a career in the court."

Xu Erlang frowned and asked, "What if I don't want to?"

Wang Shoufu laughed loudly: "If you don't want to, then what kind of official are you?"

Xu Erlang made a bow and said, "Student understands."

He has read history books well, and he can easily understand Wang Shoufu's words. There are countless powerful officials in all dynasties.But if the emperor wants to move him, no matter how powerful he is, the best end is to become an official.

Wang Shoufu suddenly sighed with emotion: "Your elder brother's character and character are admirable, but he is not suitable for court, so don't learn from him."

My eldest brother has often asked me for advice in recent days, why should I learn from him?Xu Erlang raised his chin proudly, and said, "The student knows."

Wang Shoufu nodded: "Let's stay for dinner tonight."

The official department, the case file library.

Xu Qi'an, who was changed into Xu New Year, moved out of the list of new scholars in the 10th year of Yuanjing with the help of officials.

Unexpectedly, the No. 10 scholar in Yuanjing's [-]th year turned out to be the chief assistant Wang Zhenwen.

The second place is called Lu An.

Tanhua is blank, without a signature.

After finding him, Xu Qi'an stared at the blank space and said nothing for a long time.

"The living man whose name was erased was Tanhua in the 10th year of Yuanjing, a first-class Jinshi. Who is he, and why was he blocked? Is this person dead or alive now? It may be the first generation of supervisors.

"It can only be done by the contemporary Jianzheng, but why did the Jianzheng do this? What does the unnamed Qijulang have to do with Suhang? Suhang's name has not been erased, which means that he is not the Qijulang, but Definitely related."

Based on the clues at hand, he made a simple hypothesis:

Back then, there was a party in the court, and Su Hang was one of the core members of the party, and the person who had his name wiped off was probably the leader of the party.

This party was very powerful, and it was besieged by various parties, and finally ended in dismal.Suhang's fate is proof.

But what Xu Qi'an couldn't figure out was, if it was just an ordinary party dispute, why did the supervisor have to erase the name of that living man?Why block the sky?

There must be a deeper layer of secrets here.

"Intuition tells me that this old story is very important. Well, this is nonsense, of course it is important, otherwise how could the supervisor block it. Sigh, I hate investigating old cases the most, no, I hate warlocks the most. Zhong Li and Cai Cai Wei's two cuties don't count."

Xu Qi'an left the official department, and rode his beloved filly, rattling down the street.

The little mare is very considerate, and keeps a speed that is neither too fast nor too slow, so that Xu Qi'an can take the opportunity to think about things instead of focusing on driving.

"When I investigated the Sangbo case, it also involved the first generation of Jianzheng. There is no record in the historical materials. In the end, Huaiqing, who was ice-snow and smart, locked the clue to the Qinglong Temple through the decline of the Buddhist temple 500 years ago. It is related to Buddhism and the prosperity of Buddhism in the Central Plains 500 years ago.

"Huaiqing's method can also be applied to this living man. I can look up some major events of the year and find clues from them."

After finalizing his thoughts, he continued to think about Emperor Yuan Jing.

He wanted to investigate Emperor Yuan Jing before, only out of the old criminal policeman's sense of smell, thinking that it was not enough for Emperor Yuan Jing to take such a big risk and join forces with King Bei to slaughter the city just for the soul pill.

After all, soul pills are not kidney treasures, and the three of them will live forever, so they will not slaughter the city at all.

After the trip to Jianzhou, he became more and more sure that there was something wrong with Emperor Yuan Jing, and those who had luck could not live forever, so why is the old emperor still messing around?

As the king of a country, it is impossible for him not to know this secret. Gao Zu and Wu Zong are examples.

"Now we can only look for clues from the daily life record, and it must be the former emperor's daily life record. If Emperor Yuan Jing really has a secret, he will definitely deal with it.

"But he can't completely erase the traces. For example, there may be some important clues hidden in the late emperor, but it is inconspicuous, or others can't find it. Only those who have certain information can understand it.

"If there is no clue from the first emperor, I can only find my aunt. My aunt has taught Emperor Yuan Jing to practice Taoism for so many years, it is impossible to not see any clues?"

"Then, it's the first generation of Jianzheng's mess. I have to find out the place of Xuzhou first. Well, Wei Gong and Erlang will help find it. By the way, when I have a date with Mounting Mounted tomorrow, I will ask her to help pass the letter." To Huaiqing, ask her to help check Xuzhou too.

"I must make reasonable use of the masters to do things for me. By the way, the progress of comprehending the "meaning" must not be missed, although I have no idea. Give myself a vacation tomorrow, go to the bar to listen to music, and miss Fuxiang a little bit up"

There are so many things! Xu Qi'an rode on the filly, ups and downs rhythmically.

Back at Xu's Mansion, I saw Susu sitting on the ridge of the roof from a distance, holding a red umbrella, like a beautiful mountain ghost, tempting people who drive the mountain road.

No, she was originally a ghost.