Shaodi Chunxin

Before Fu Yuanqing entered the lobby, he heard Lai Liqun, the commander of Beizhen Fusi, and Liu Jiu, the commander of Xichang, confronting each other in the lobby.

"Without an imperial decree, Hou Xinghai absolutely can't give it to you. Mr. Liu doesn't have to wait here." The hard voice was Lai Liqun.

"Lord Lai, what you said is wrong." Liu Jiu's voice seemed normal and calm, "Did you have an imperial edict when Jin Yiwei arrested people?"

"Beizhen Fusi is sent by the palace and does not need an imperial edict."

"Oh, it's the palace, or the chief inspector."

Lai Liqun's voice became cold: "What does Mr. Liu mean?"

Liu Jiu laughed: "No other meaning. It's just that our family sees Long Live not too rarely, and I haven't heard of any decree from the Holy Spirit. The 'palace' of Mr. Lai is intriguing..."

Lai Liqun's voice was so angry that he said coldly: "Liu Jiu, they are all servants of the imperial court, so don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing this, Fu Yuanqing walked in with Fang Jing and Chen Jing.

Seeing Fu Yuanqing, Lai Liqun quickly stood up and saluted: "Old ancestor, Fang Shaojian."

Liu Jiu has a square face, thin lips, and his eyes are squinted together. He is an eunuch, and he likes to talk with his throat, which makes it difficult to have a good impression.

He waited for Fu Yuanqing to sit down on the main seat, then he stood up unhurriedly and bowed lazily: "Liu Jiu pays respects to Fu's palm print."

Fu Yuanqing didn't take his arrogant and domineering look to heart, and asked him after sitting down: "According to the laws of the Daduan Dynasty, the Fusi of Beizhen has the responsibility of supervising the ministers and workers. And I was entrusted by the late emperor to lead a factory and a factory." Wei, there is no act of arrogance. Could it be that Liu's palm print has been forgotten?"

Liu Jiu sneered: "How dare you forget that."

"Since this is the case, if you are also a servant in the palace, and your words involve holy bows, you should think carefully and be cautious in your words and deeds." Fu Yuanqing said, "This is the way to be a minister and a servant."

While he was speaking, Chen Jing beside him had already handed him a bowl of hot tea. Fu Yuanqing took it and shook it in his hand, which warmed his palm.

"Is Liu's palm print still up?" he asked.

Liu Jiu was reprimanded by him as if he were a student, and he couldn't help but said angrily, "It's nothing serious at all. Our family wants to interrogate Hou Xinghai."

"This person has a lot of involvement and should be under the care of Beizhen Fusi."

Liu Jiu laughed: "Our family has the official documents of the Three Jurisdictions. The Ministry of Punishment, the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Dali Temple have jointly requested for joint interrogation of Hou Xinghai. I also ask Fu's palm seal for permission."

"Without an imperial decree, the Three Jurisdictions will not be able to interrogate Hou Xinghai." Fu Yuanqing said.

"Our family advises the palm seal to not be stubborn. The cabinet wants Hou Xinghai, and the six ministries also want to ask Hou Xinghai... The joint trial of the three courts is the request of the foreign ministers. You are now detaining Hou Xinghai. What do the courtiers think? Is it the case of Hou Xinghai's corruption of ink? What is the connection with the Supervisor of Rituals?" Liu Jiu said.

Fang Jing frowned: "The old ancestor didn't want to release Hou Xinghai because he had too much involvement with the courtiers outside. Master Liu, you are slandering me."

Liu Jiu ignored him, and only said to Fu Yuanqing: "Nowadays, our family is not the only one who says that. This matter is black or white, who is greedy for ink, but it's just a non-commissioned officer with a mouth and a historian with a pen. Turning around is full of urgency." The courtiers, they poured dirty water on you. Why do you do such a thankless thing, old ancestor?"

Fu Yuanqing was silent for a moment, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and then looked up at Liu Jiu.

"People, in Beizhen Fusi, will not be released." He said, "Whether it's a historian or a non-commissioned officer, you can write and tell the truth. But I only believe in justice and heaven."

Liu Jiu laughed angrily: "Do you really think that holding the last emperor's edict can stop an imperial edict from our master Long Live?"

"I didn't say that."

"Our family will invite you to go, don't regret it!" Liu Jiu stood up and threatened.

Fu Yuanqing didn't even move his brows, and said lightly: "Please use Liu's palm print."

Liu Jiu flicked his sleeves and led everyone away, Wu Yangyang withdrew from Beizhen Fusi lobby, and immediately became clean.

"Thank you, ancestor." Lai Liqun said.

"If anyone comes to interrogate Hou Xinghai again, let them go to the Supervisor of Rites to look for me."

"Yes." Lai Liqun nodded, "Will Liu Jiu... will the emperor agree..."

If it was a few years ago, he was sure that the young emperor would listen to his advice.But now, the young emperor has grown up and has his own ideas.

This is the case with Liu Jiu.

He couldn't even judge whether the emperor would order the three judges to have a joint trial.

Fu Yuanqing held the teacup in his hand and said, "Let Fang Jing interrogate Hou Xinghai."

Lai Liqun was a little worried: "Young Supervisor Fang is merciless. Hou Xinghai hasn't been convicted yet. Is it appropriate? If a person is disabled, what should we do if he commits public outrage?"

"Even if the emperor makes a decree, it will be tomorrow." Fu Yuanqing said, "Hou Xinghai and the people behind him are greedy for millions of silver, turning the court into their private dojo, and doing these acts of buying and selling officials. Let Liu Jiu come now." The important person means that the people behind are anxious and afraid. If Hou Xinghai can't ask some key figures from Hou Xinghai's mouth tonight, and Hou Xinghai leaves the Sanju Division tomorrow, the mastermind behind the scenes will not let him speak again. When we make a comeback, how can we be worthy of the students who have been in the cold for ten years, and how can we face the courtiers who have dedicated themselves and have nothing to do?"

Fang Jing asked: "Can I be punished?"

"Only for tonight, severe punishment will be used." Fu Yuanqing said.

Fang Jing laughed: "Deling, you can leave it to your son to rest assured."

Fu Yuanqing led everyone into the imperial prison, and went down three floors. The dark prison room was separated by iron gates.

Lai Liqun asked Fu Yuanqing to move an official hat chair, lit a lamp and sat outside, and poured him a bowl of tea himself.

In the entire bottom floor, no one spoke except for the cries of grievances from the surrounding prisoners, and the strong smell of blood filled the nose.

Fang Jing changed into a strong suit and opened the door to enter the inner prison.

A few people outside heard Hou Xinghai laugh loudly inside, cursing: "The eunuch, you are worthy of my trial too?!"

Fu Yuanqing asked Lai Liqun to take the report that Fusi Beizhen was going to submit recently, and looked at it under the lamp.He squinted his eyes to read the report, after a while, the light came on, Fu Yuanqing looked up, Chen Jing took two torches from the corridor, put them on both sides of the room, and the room became brighter.

Fu Yuanqing looked at Chen Jing who was standing quietly beside him and asked him, "Are you afraid?"

Chen Jingdao: "Don't be afraid, I'm used to it."

Fu Yuanqing guessed that it probably meant that he had been imprisoned before.

He said nothing more.

Hou Xinghai was still cursing: "Fu Gou! I know you are outside, remember! Er Cao's body and name will be destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be ruined forever!"

Start to return righteous words.

Only half an hour later, Hou Xinghai screamed and begged for mercy, and Lai Liqun couldn't help laughing: "I thought it was tough and said some incomprehensible poems. It turned out that it was no match for Shaojian Fang's methods."

Finally, Fang Jing rolled up his sleeves, came out bloodied, and asked Fanzi to present a stack of statements: "I have recruited a few, but I don't think he knows if there are more. Time is running out, so I ask Commander Lai to arrest people according to the list." "

Fu Yuanqing took it over and scanned it around, focusing on a name on the confession.

"What's the name of the imperial physician who served the late emperor?" He asked Fang Jing.

Fang Jing was stunned, frowning and thinking hard, but unfortunately he was only a few years old at that time, so he didn't know at all.

At this time, Chen Jing replied: "Qian Zongfu. He was an imperial doctor back then, and now he is a court judge in Nanjing Tai Hospital."

Qian Zongfu...

If I remember correctly, Zhao Jin's body has always been weak, but he can barely hold on.After Qian Zongfu became an imperial physician, Zhao Jin's health deteriorated, and eventually he was unable to recover.

Fu Yuanqing looked at the statement.

Qian Zongfu gave Hou Xinghai and his predecessor nearly 10 taels of silver for admission to Taitai Hospital.

Could it be that there was something hidden behind the death of the first emperor?

"Send someone to hurry to Nanjing." Fu Yuanqing said, "Qian Zongfu will be arrested, and Hou Xinghai's predecessor will also be arrested."

"what happened?"

"I'm afraid that the corruption case is not so superficial." Fu Yuanqing said.

Lai Liqun quickly said: "I will arrange for Jin Yiwei to go to Nanjing to arrest people."

Fu Yuanqing led people out of the imperial prison, and the sky was already dark.

There was still half a bowl of tea in the lobby, so Fu Yuanqing picked it up, drank it carefully, and calmed down his chaotic mood when he saw the word Qian Zongfu.

After a while he drank all the tea, and said to Lai Liqun: "It is said that you Beizhen Fusi is covering the sky and sun in Shuntian Mansion, but the tea served in the yamen is just Gao Mo. Later, I will send some old tea. The green hair peak of the year is coming."

Lai Liqun coughed: "Lvmaofeng and Gaomo in the old days... are almost the same... They both shiver."

Fu Yuanqing finally showed his first gentle smile of the day: "Yes, we are all the same, so don't compare who is more downcast."

He walked to the door, and Fang Jing put a cloak on him.

So Fu Yuanqing turned around and said, "If that's the case, I'll leave first."

He refused to let Lai Liqun send him away, and led him out of the Yamen himself.

It's snowing again outside.

The cold wind mixed with fine snow fell on the steps, some of which melted and became a thin layer of ice, which spread, and the ground was covered with fine white.

He is the seal of the supervisor of ceremonies, just like now - trembling, as if facing an abyss, as if walking on thin ice.

Fu Yuanqing stepped on it, and just felt a little slippery, so he was supported.

"Be careful with your palm prints," Chen Jing said.

After he said this, regardless of Fu Yuanqing's response, he suddenly picked up the old ancestor, took two quick steps in the wind and snow, and sent him to the carriage.

Fortunately, the sky was dark and the carriage was so close that no one could see it, so Fu Yuanqing's face was already burning while sitting in the carriage.

The carriage moved, and at this moment, Chen Jing entered the carriage.

"How do you..."

Chen Jing took off the mask, revealing the same face as the late emperor, making Fu Yuanqing speechless for a moment.

Afterwards, Chen Jing sat beside him.

"You're being rude." Chen Jing whispered in his ear, "This subordinate is just afraid of delaying the time to practice the Great Wilderness Sutra, so he is a little anxious..."

The young man's voice was slightly provocative, which made Fu Yuanqing have some distractions.

But when he went to see Chen Jing, his eyes were clear and his body and mind were magnanimous.

The ancestors felt ashamed of themselves.

"I'm lucky to have you watching over me today." Fu Yuanqing managed to find something to say to Chen Jing after a while.

Chen Jingliang looked at him with bright black eyes, and said slowly: "In the future, with me, I will never let my palm prints walk alone on the ice."

Maybe he didn't mean anything when he said this.

But Fu Yuanqing couldn't help avoiding his sight.

He opened the curtain to look out the window. In the dim sky, when the Wanjia lights were on, he heard Chen Jing say behind him: "Looking at the weather, I'm afraid I can only practice on the road. The carriage is bumpy and the cold wind is blowing, please You accommodate one or two."

The old ancestor shook his hand, and the curtain fell down with a "click".

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