Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

Longkang four years, midsummer.

Xiguan urgently reported that the Qiang and Rong invaded aggressively. Dingxi General Wang Zhengxuan fought against the enemy to the death and was defeated in Yingchuan.The Qiang soldiers fell into three cities in a row, defended according to the danger, and proposed peace talks with Yan.

When the news came, everyone was shocked.

The reason why Dayan's monarchs and ministers were shocked was not because of the great momentum of Qiang Rong's dispatch of troops this time, nor because the Wang family army, which had been guarding the border for many years and had never been defeated, lost Dayan's iron fortress in the first battle.But the timing of the outbreak of this battle is too delicate.

Since the beginning of summer, the dregs of the Japanese plague in Minzhou in the southeast have emerged and gradually become more and more serious.After half a year of practice, the Nanyang Navy, which has gradually improved, under the leadership of Commander Wang Lang, decided to take this opportunity to go straight to Huanglong and completely eradicate the Japanese plague that has plagued the coast for many years.

The Japanese pirates were good at attacking but not defending, so the Nanyang Navy surrounded them with fleet formations and opened an encirclement line on the sea.Speaking of which, Boy Lang is indeed a cunning talent in using soldiers. He won several battles within a few days, and the Japanese pirates suffered a lot from him.

In order to prevent the enemy from landing on the shore in search of supplies, Wang Lang also ordered that four counties, including Qin'an, be fortified and cleared. Make contact.

In this way, food and grass became the key.

The Qiang Rong invaded on a large scale and destroyed the only granary in Xiguan. If Wang Zhengxuan wanted to regroup and fight again, he had to borrow grain from Guanzhong.He drove eight hundred miles non-stop and returned, just to ask the court for food.

But at the same time, almost all the grain stored in several granaries in Dayan was used to protect the southeast battlefield, and the Jiangning granary under the jurisdiction of Feng Lin made overall arrangements.The Ministry of Households estimated that if the peace talks were not accepted, Jiang Ningcang Shao said that one-third of the food and grass would be allocated to Xiguan, and the war at sea would definitely be affected.

As soon as the problem was raised, there were two factions in the court.One faction believes that Xiguan has been a wall for a long time at the border of Dayan, and if the wall breaks, it will endanger the atrium, which is an ominous omen that the building will collapse; If you can't do it all at once, you will inevitably exhaust it again and again, and it will be difficult to cure it in the future.

The two factions quarreled fiercely, and neither side of the household department could afford to offend. At the morning meeting, they blatantly kicked the ball to King Yan, who was in charge of supervising transportation.Facing Emperor Longkang's question, Feng Lin's face turned livid, and it took a long time for him to utter a few words from between his lips.

"Those who use soldiers will no longer serve, and their food will not last for three years. [1] Fighting on two fronts may be dangerous, so be careful."

At this point, Emperor Longkang finally had a gratified smile on his face.

He coughed intermittently, stood up while propping up the dragon case, and his usually slender body suddenly exuded a power, which was impossible to ignore. Its envoys will enter Beijing within seven days without any delay. This is also a respite for Dingxi."

Hearing this, Wang Zhengxuan's face quickly turned pale, he opened his mouth, and shook his head back when he wanted to say something.

For him at this moment, peace talks mean shame, and the infamy of the defeated army will be included in the annals of history along with the alliance letter.He really wanted to tell the saint that Wang Jiajun didn't need to take a breather, all he needed was a hearty revenge.But Wang Zhengxuan couldn't get the point across, because standing opposite him was his own son who had gradually emerged amidst the turbulent waves of Nanyang.

The corners of Emperor Longkang's lips twitched slightly, and he changed his name to Wang Zhengxuan, with a touch of consolation, "Yanhui, I understand your desire to avenge shame, but you don't have to blame yourself too much. Obstacles in the court are cleared Before it is clean, there is no good time for revenge."

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet.The courtiers looked at each other, listening to the rain splashing on the temple tiles, the surprise on their expressions gradually turned into some kind of anxiety.

Feng Lin asked in a deep voice: "Brother Huang, what does this mean?"

"The loss of Xiguan was not a crime of the First World War. The defeat of Dingxi's commanding troops was just a coincidence." Emperor Longkang couldn't stand for a long time, and sat back on the dragon chair, his back still straight. Hu Jingzhai communicated with foreign enemies, secretly allowed himself to enter the pass, and spied on Dayan's military situation. It must be known that Xiao Qiang was the chief culprit in the fall of Xiguan!"

Feng Lin clenched his fists suddenly, and thunder exploded in the sky, blasting away the darkness and suffocating anxiety of rolling dark clouds.The torrential rain came from the sky, and some things became clear for a moment, and then disappeared in the vast and chaotic rain curtain.

It was related to border military affairs, and the task of thoroughly investigating the case of Hu Jingzhai's collaboration with the enemy naturally fell on Feng Lin.

When the sun came out of Qinzheng Hall, Feng Lin didn't talk to anyone.Until I saw Chen Li, the censor, standing there as if waiting for a long time, without a red silk umbrella in his hand, and his shoulders were soaked by the rain.

"Master was framed by others, the so-called confession is nothing more than torture."

"It's groundless, and it may not be without reason. Whether it is a trick of torture or the real thing, we will only know after inspection."

"You're trying to commit a crime, so why don't you have excuses?"

Feng Lin looked cold, and said: "Since this is the case, there is no need for Mr. Chen to wait here. What's more, the word collaborating with the enemy comes from the mouth of a sage. This king advises you to be cautious in your words and deeds."

"You!" Chen Li clenched his sleeves, and the nerdy student stepped out of the watery eaves with a sudden step, with his face soaked in the pouring water, he pointed at Feng Lin's nose and cursed loudly, "Aren't you afraid that you will be resented by your senior brother for treating Master like this!"

Feng Lin walked over, but suddenly turned back, and spread his fingers that were still hanging in the air, the cold touch made Chen Li shiver uncontrollably.The moment Feng Lin dropped his hand, he saw clearly the iron between his fingers, and the chill almost ran through his spine.

"If you want people not to know, you have to do nothing. You might as well ask Hu Jingzhai, what has he done, but for a moment, he was afraid of being resented by his husband?"

As the rain turned violent, Chen Li opened his mouth slightly, showing a dazed expression for the first time.

"Mr. is here."

The strokes froze, and the word "certain" at the end hardly blotted out the back of the paper.Feng Lin didn't change his face, looked up at Yang Dazhi and said: "The rules of the prison are not allowed to enter without orders."

"But sir..." Yang Dazhi hesitated to speak.

Like a red cloud in his eyes, a figure flashed into the cell.There was no light in the room, and the bright red official robe stood out more and more in the darkness, highlighting the man's vivacious face.A speck of cinnabar, smeared with blood, is embedded in the tip of the eyes that are not smiling at the moment, bursting out a sharp wind for no reason.

With a "snap", the wolf hair in Feng Lin's hand was broken by the middle.

"My lord..."

"go out."

Feng Lin put down his pen calmly, bypassed the case after the prison door was completely closed, and knelt down in front of Cang Lang.

"The study of a gentleman, when he speaks righteousness, he must be called a teacher to discuss the way, and if he listens, he must try his best to shine brightly [2].

……

Today, I am interested in imitating the child's name Ah Lin, and I would like to worship under Mr. Qiuqianqing's family and perform the discipleship ceremony.This heart is sincere, as constant as the moon, as rising as the sun, unique in a hundred years. "

What Cang Lang read was precisely the teacher's apprentice post for Qiu Qianqing's acceptance.At that time, the young man didn't know much about it, so Qiu Taifu dictated it like today, and then watched him copy it down word by word.

Ten years passed quickly, Cang Lang was wearing the red robe of that year, engraving the words and sentences of that day, and Jiao Fenglin suddenly had an illusion: time passed between the two of them, but they never changed.

Although Feng Lin knew that this was just his own wishful thinking.He knelt and listened without saying a word, and when Cang Lang finished reading, he asked, "Sir, did you come here today for the case of Hu Jingzhai collaborating with the enemy?"

Cang Lang didn't answer, and said: "Although Jin Yiwei is in charge of these major cases, and the Chief Secretary supervises the trial, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is also responsible for inspection and supervision. I am here to assist in the investigation as a discipline officer."

Feng Lin understood that this was probably Chen Li's arrangement, he kowtowed according to the etiquette of his disciples, and said, "The case is not yet clear, and Jin Yiwei is still investigating, please calm down, sir."

Cang Lang was pacing in the open space. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the covered corner of the report. After pondering for a moment, he said, "The investigation is in public and private. I have a few words to tell you."

Feng Lin's heart skipped a beat, and his voice sank: "Ah Lin, listen carefully."

Cang Lang turned his back to the candlestick, and the dim light revealed his tallness and arrogance. He said coldly: "Do you still remember the "Book of Shang Jun" that I taught you at the beginning? It’s not against the law [3]. I want you to put aside your selfishness and deal with it fairly in this case.”

"Ah Lin...Understood."

"No, you don't understand." There was no smile on Cang Lang's face, but there was a gleam in his eyes, "I want you to deal with it fairly, not just to remind you not to frame you because of Hu Shoufu's prejudice. On the contrary, I am worried about my teacher. Yes, it is because of me that you are holding back."

Feng Lin, who had been lowering his head all the time, raised his head in surprise, and the agate beads shone brightly with the movement.

Cang Lang's eyes fluttered softly, and his fingers flicked across Feng Lin's shoulders, "I know my Ah Lin can't do anything, and I also understand what Ah Lin is most afraid of. Go forward with confidence, and those who are clear will clear themselves." , if not... even if there is a one in ten thousand possibility, don't let being a teacher become your selfishness."

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment, the smiling eyes of the husband were closer than ever before, he didn't wait for Cang Lang's order, he grabbed the wrist and stood up, brought him to his chest obliviously, and held him.

"What are you doing?" Cang Lang's earlobe was hot, and he didn't dare to raise his voice, "There are still people outside."

"I'm scared to death." Feng Lin took Cang Lang's hand and touched his back. It was sweaty. "I can't change the problem of sweating when I see my husband getting angry."

Cang Lang laughed angrily, his fingers slid down the spine, and his voice was slightly out of shape, "Are you deficient in Qi, this is not possible, my lord."

Before the words settled down, his waist sank, and when his eyes met, Cang Lang felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Whether you can do it or not, the master has the final say." He approached, and said in the same breath: "Ah Lin wanted to say it many years ago, sir, he is handsome and elegant, and red looks the best."

Cang Lang broke free, breathed slowly and calmly, and asked, "How is the case going?"

Feng Lin raised his eyebrows resentfully, straightened the corner of his robe, removed all the coverings before returning to the case, and lit the lamp, the sentence "the evidence is conclusive" appeared vividly in front of his eyes.

"The source of the secret report has been ascertained. It is the eight government inspectors who impeached Hu Jingzhai and conducted intelligence transactions under the guise of mutual trading. Witnesses, confessions, and accounts are all complete, and they are also consistent with Qiang Rong's previous actions. , if it is framed, the people behind the scenes must have spent a lot of thought."

Cang Lang clicked on the last sentence, and said in a solemn voice: "But there is always a sparseness in a hundred secrets."

"Otherwise," Feng Lin shook his head, "The problem is that the chain of evidence is too meticulous, and there is no way to find any mistakes. It seems that someone has buried all the evidence in advance, and we are just waiting for us to find out."

Cang Lang immediately fell into deep thought: Gao Dang has been eliminated, who else in the court regards the teacher as a thorn in the side, and spends so much time to deal with him, what is the intention?

"Actually, the key to this case is not the evidence." Feng Lin took out the "letter" that Jin Yiwei found from the staff of the Yan Mansion. do such a thing."

"Before that, Ah Lin was dubious until the case of collaborating with the enemy came out." Feng Lin put his finger on the tip of his nose, rubbed it together, and said, "It is not the chain of evidence that decides the direction of this case, but the person in charge of the case."

The author says:

Recently, Kavin has been stuck a lot, and no one is watching, so I slack off, and try to adjust my state as soon as possible, so that I won't be abused in the future, and I won't be so awkward when I untie my knot.

[1] "Sun Tzu's Art of War? Combat Chapter"

[2] "Lu's Spring and Autumn? Respect for Teachers"

[3] "Book of Shang Jun? Reward and Punishment"