[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

"What happened?" Zhang Heng asked with a frown.

The little official replied with a pale face, "The eldest prince is dead."

"Dead?!" Jia Amnesty's eyes widened in surprise, and he almost dropped the book in his hand.

"That's right, it's absolutely true!" Chen Ronggui said.

"Why did he die so well?" Jia She had countless thoughts in his mind, this would be troublesome, the death of the barbarian's eldest prince is not a trivial matter, if it is not done well, there will be a big battle between Anman and Manzi, and blood will flow like a river at that time. The people are in dire straits, and the country has no peace.

Chen Ronggui glanced around, lowered his voice and said: "I don't know yet, this is what my father told me. I heard that the barbarian's envoys are making trouble now, and Mr. Zhang is in charge of this matter now. It seems that this It's troublesome."

Let Zhang Heng be in charge of this matter, how can things not be troublesome?

Jia Amnesty pressed the center of his brows, this wave is not smooth, and another wave is happening again, it is really not worrying.

"Ridiculous! What do you intend to do by carrying the corpse into the palace!" Emperor Jianming glared at the third prince, his face full of anger.

And the civil and military officials also had angry faces at this time, nothing else!But the third prince is really too much!

"Your Majesty, what do you want from this king! I just want justice!" The third prince said word by word, he hugged the corpse, surrounded by barbarian hussars guarding him, and he stood upright in the hall without kneeling or yielding. , "My eldest brother died suddenly last night, and his face was completely ruined when he died. If this matter cannot be brought to justice, I am afraid that my father will be angry because of this, and it will be out of control by then!"

"Are you threatening me?" Emperor Jianming's eyes turned cold, his face turned cold, and his tone was also very cold.

"I don't dare. I just want to seek justice for my elder brother who died." The third prince didn't give in at all, his eyes were burning, and he looked directly at Emperor Jianming.

"For justice, I have ordered Zhang Qing to investigate this matter!" Emperor Jianming said angrily.

The third prince sneered, and he squinted at Zhang Heng, "But this case happened in your Da'an, how can I believe that you will not cover it up?"

Whoa!

The third prince's words were tantamount to saying clearly that the eldest prince's death was caused by Da'an.

The civil and military ministers all showed anger and glared at the third prince.

At this time, Song Yuanqing also lost the caution of the dumb gentleman, and shouted angrily: "It is reasonable for the third prince to be angry because of this, but I will absolutely not tolerate nonsense."

Without waiting for the third prince to speak, Jia Daishan continued: "Our Da'an is a country of etiquette, we have always treated people with courtesy, this time this happened, it was not what Da'an wanted, but the third prince is aggressive, it makes people think a lot. "

Jia Daishan looked at the third prince with a sneer while talking.

His implication was clearly heard in everyone's heart - before the matter is clear, don't try to put the blame on our Da'an, who knows if it will be you barbarians shouting "stop the thief!"

"Hehe, is this your Da'an's attitude?" The third prince sneered, "I will definitely tell Father Khan when I go back, so that he will know that you Da'an have different opinions!"

"Don't agree?" Zhang Heng said suddenly. He stood tall like a solitary pine tree on a cliff, but he was coquettish without losing his vigor. "Is it our Da'an who disagrees, or you? Your Majesty has already asked our Dali Temple to investigate and deal with it." Well, less than a day after the incident, the third prince hastily asked the teacher for the crime, as if he didn't care who the murderer was, he only cared about making trouble for us!"

"You!" The third prince suddenly laughed, "Master Zhang dares to say this, but dare to slap me on the chest to guarantee that the murderer will be arrested and brought to justice within five days!"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they couldn't help but all looked at Zhang Heng.

This case is not a small matter, there are so many underworlds involved in it, I don't know how troublesome it is, it is not easy to find out who the murderer is, and it is impossible to arrest the murderer within five days.

"What? Master Zhang dare not?" The third prince said with a smile, "Master Zhang is guilty of guilt?"

Zhang Heng's phoenix eyes drooped slightly. The third prince seemed reckless and ignorant of etiquette, but he had a lot of eyes. He was polite for five days, and he didn't say anything for three days.

"Why don't you dare?" Zhang Heng restrained his mind and looked at him coldly, "I just don't know what will happen to the third prince if I arrest the murderer within five days?"

"If Mr. Zhang catches the murderer and brings him to justice within these five days, this king will naturally take the blame. However, if he fails to catch him, then don't blame this king for being merciless. Go back and report the matter to Father Khan!" Three The prince spoke with certainty.

"Okay!" Zhang Heng said, with a sneer on his face, "It's cold in the capital in winter, the third prince should exercise hard these days, so that he won't suffer from the wind and cold when he pleads guilty in a few days!"

"Don't worry about it, my lord!" The third prince replied.

The early morning was gone.

The third prince swaggered away with the body of the eldest prince.

That imposing manner makes one's teeth itch, one can't wait to slap him with a brick.

"You are too reckless." Jia Daishan walked to Zhang Heng and sighed.

Zhang Heng also knew that he seemed to relieve his anger by agreeing to the third prince, but in fact he was a little silly.

However, people are supposed to be a little silly sometimes.

"Your Majesty." Zhang Heng suddenly called out to stop Jia Daishan, the corners of his lips curled up, and said with a light smile, "I want to use my lord's order with you, I don't know if it is possible!"

Jia Daishan looked at him, twisted his beard, and smiled.

"So, master, you sold me just like that?" Jia Enhou was still talking about this matter with Chen Ronggui in the Imperial College. He didn't expect to hear such a thing when he returned to the mansion.

"How can you say it's for sale?" Jia Daishan poured the tea, and the juicy green tea flowed out of the mouth of the tea. It was hard to see the cunning in his eyes in the hot air, "I didn't take any money, so how can I say it's for sale?"

That's not worse.

I gave my son to others without taking the money. If I took the money, wouldn't it be a back payment?

The corner of Jia She's mouth twitched, that's all, anyway, he still owed Zhang Heng a debt of favor, so it was right to help him.

However, Jia Amnesty did not expect that.

When he was still sleeping in bed with a hand stove, he was arrested.

Jia Amnesty wanted to die.

I want to die so much!

He didn't fall asleep until the end of the night when he was practicing calligraphy and reading. He was dug out of the bed early in the morning before dawn.

"Why does Enhou look sleepy?" Zhang Heng poured a cup of strong tea for Jia Amnesty with a smile, "Hurry up and drink some tea to refresh yourself."

"..." Jia Amnesty looked at Zhang Heng's smiling face, if he hadn't been good-looking, he would have wanted to beat him, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

"You're welcome." Zhang Heng didn't mean to accept it at all.

Jia Amnesty drank a cup of tea and managed to pull himself together.

"Where are you taking me, sir?"

"We are investigating a murder case, so naturally we are going to find the place where the murder case occurred." Zhang Heng said, "Have you not eaten your breakfast yet? Just use some snacks to pad your stomach, and eat something good for lunch .”

Jia She touched a piece of plum cake and gnawed on it silently.

Zhangfu's cook is very good at cooking. The plum blossom cake is light and not greasy, with a slight fragrance. Maybe some dried fruits are added to it, so it doesn't make people feel greasy.

Zhang Heng didn't have much appetite at first, but when he saw that he was eating seriously and happily, he also had some appetite. He stretched out his hand to take a piece, but he touched Jia Amnesty's hand, it was warm to the touch, just like his temperament.

"Master Zhang, please." Jia Amnesty withdrew his hand quickly and rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

Zhang Heng pursed his lower lip, picked up the plum cake and took a bite. It was indeed good. He looked up at Jia She, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.

what's so funny?

Jia Amnesty looked at Zhang Heng blankly, Zhang Heng's lips curled up, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to his nose, "I touched it."

what?

Jia Amnesty stretched out his hand and touched his nose, he looked down, his fingers were covered with a layer of powder because of the plum blossom cake just now.

He immediately understood, and frantically wiped his nose with a handkerchief until his nose was blushing before he dared to raise his head and ask, "Is there any more?"

"No more." Zhang Heng said with a smile.

But now there is an extra red nose!

Jia Amnesty didn't notice this at all, he drank his tea with his head down, trying his best to pretend nothing had happened.

Well, this tea is delicious.

Master Zhang ate plum cakes, drank tea, and looked at "Red Nose", and his mood suddenly became much better.

The atmosphere between the two is quite harmonious.

The carriage drove through the snow, making a creaking sound.

Shortly thereafter, the carriage stopped.

The murder took place in the courtyard specially prepared by the Li Fan Yuan for the barbarian envoys. It was a large mansion with five entrances and five exits, complete with corridors, rockery and flowing water.

The eldest prince died in the wing room of the main courtyard.

Zhang Heng took Jia Amnesty out of the carriage.

The officials at the door rushed up to greet him, but they couldn't see the domineering third prince.

"Where's the person?" Zhang Heng got off the carriage, his aura suddenly became cold.

The official said with a bitter face: "I'm drinking flower wine in Huayue Tower."

Zhang Heng sneered, "He kept saying how respectful he is, but in the end he went to drink flower wine before the first seven. A barbarian is indeed a barbarian."

The official echoed: "No, last night after the third prince asked someone to carry the body back to the original place, he took his men and ran to Huayuelou to drink flowers and wine, and he didn't come back all night."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Heng interrupted him.

Zhang Heng asked: "Then the third prince ordered someone to bring the corpse back?"

"Yes, my lord." The official said.

Zhang Heng's face was terribly black. As soon as the corpse entered and exited, how many clues would be destroyed!

What are the thoughts of these three princes?Whether intentionally or unintentionally!

"Go, take us to have a look." Zhang Heng said coldly.

"Yes!" The official glanced at Jia She cautiously, not daring to ask further questions, and hurriedly led the two of them to that room.

Haven't been to that room yet.

Jia Amnesty smelled a rust-like smell of blood, he frowned, suppressed the nausea in his stomach, and followed Zhang Heng into the house.

The door opened.

The smell of blood became stronger.

There was no light in the room, and the sky was not very bright at this time. The whole room was gloomy, like an evil spirit haunting here.

The ground was covered with streaks of blood.

The further you go to the bed, the more blood stains there are.

It was frightening to see.