Chapter 315 The first snow in Yonghe ten years (5,000 words, please subscribe)

An Qingzi? In the room, Yu Qing and Mr. Fourth were stunned for a moment, they were unfamiliar with this answer.

But soon, Yu Qing realized that this was probably a "fake name". Although the imperial court didn't know much about Bulao Lin, it also knew that it was an organization similar to the Jianghu sect.

The official members all have "flower names". Sure enough, Yu Qing asked a few more questions and confirmed this guess.

According to the deputy sect leader, "An Qingzi" is a member with a special status within the sect, but he defected and has been being hunted.

Not long ago, Cao Yuan received news that he was probably hiding near Yuezhou City, and Protector Zuo came here for this reason.

"So, it's just the right time?"

Mr. Fourth pinched his beard and felt that this might not be the case, at least, not entirely.

But this also shows that the defecting member is important... It is an important piece of news, Yu Qing thought, and asked:

"How did the Duke of Yue collude with you? For what purpose?"

The deputy sect leader replied in a dreamy voice: "I don't know the details. I only know that Duke Yue and Bulao Lin have been involved in transporting money, laundering stolen money, etc..."

In his view, Tianjian Villa plays the role of a middleman. Through them, the Duke of Yue gives Bulao Lin "funds for activities." In turn, the "black money" plundered by gangsters in recent months will also pass through the Duke.

Clean it up through government channels.

As for deeper cooperation, he, the deputy sect leader, doesn't know.

Yu Qing asked a few more questions and found to his dismay that this person was not a core member of the Immortal Forest. The key information about the entire Tianjian Sect was in the hands of Cao Yuan.

However, the crime of Yue Guogong was confirmed, and he even provided some account books in the villa as evidence...

In addition, the gold medal spy "Scholar" was indeed killed by them. On the night when he left the information, the scholar sneaked into the villa and was captured by Cao Yuan. He wanted to interrogate him, but in the end, the scholar crushed the poison in his teeth and died gloriously.

Not long after, Pei Shaoqing, Hong Jiaojiao and others also returned, each collecting information. Finally, Yu Qing concluded:

"As soon as the prince dies, we need to report it immediately."

Mr. Fourth pinched his beard and said slowly: "It's too slow to deliver the letter. If you are in a hurry, I have a secret method to contact the academy and deliver the letter for you."

Yu Qing cupped his hands and said, "Then there is Mr. Lao."

There were no telephones in this era, and even a falcon trained in the military would take a long time to deliver a letter back to Beijing. It would be best to have help from the academy.

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Kyoto, academy.

In early winter, when the grass was growing green, students moved most of their classes into the school building.

In the early morning, Yuan Zhou wrapped himself in a cotton robe and followed his classmates into the dining hall. He came back with food on a tray and put it on the table.

I was not in a hurry to eat, but took out a newspaper from my arms, spread it aside, and ate while reading.

In the past two months, as the newspaper office has gradually improved, the newspaper's circulation speed has increased several times. From the original "weekly" to one every two days.

Reading newspapers has become the first choice for Kyoto people's daily entertainment. Many people especially like to read it during meals.

When Qi Ping learned about this habit for the first time, he couldn't help complaining, saying that it was the same as opening pink software while eating in his previous life...

"Is there anything new yesterday?" asked the student next to me.

While eating steamed buns, Yuan Zhou glanced at the upper right corner of the newspaper and said:

"Well, the Taoist Experience Department has used 'big data' analysis to predict that there will be heavy snowfalls this winter. Phew, as soon as this newspaper is published, the price of charcoal in the city will definitely increase."

"Speaking of which, is this big data accurate? I returned to the city a few days ago and went to the Taoist Temple to visit a friend. He is from the Experience Department. He talks about data and shuts down about algorithms. He is astonished. I questioned him and he even moved out.

Junior Brother Qi, with a look of admiration on his face."

Another person complained.

"Well, I heard about it too. Junior Brother Qi seems to have taught them arithmetic." For a while, all the students chattered and interjected into the topic.

Even several female students sitting at the table next to him joined in the conversation, their admiration for Qi Ping beyond words.

"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Qi has been in Yuezhou for a month. I don't know when he will come back." The freckled girl suddenly said.

Yuan Zhou shook his head and said: "There must be a major case, and I'm afraid there won't be any news for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students suddenly heard a strange roar coming from outside the room. They all looked up and saw only a bright light falling into the lecture hall.

Not long after, Wen Xiaohong, He Sheng, and Xi Lian also rushed over. As for Mr. Fifth... well, unless there is something big, he won't come out at all.

"The Fourth Brother has sent a letter back?" On the second floor of the lecture hall, Xi Lian held a folding fan and looked at Mr. Da curiously.

The latter stood by the terrace with his hands folded. The room was cold in the early morning. The tall man with a tall hat and a rigid appearance closed his eyes for a moment, then opened his eyes and said in shock:

"The Duke of Yue is dead."

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Royal Palace.

The emperor stayed at the Queen's Palace last night, and there was no court meeting scheduled today. After a rare moment of tenderness with the Queen, he changed into regular clothes under the service of the maid.

His Majesty the Emperor, who is slender and graceful, joins hands with his mother, the empress, who is graceful and elegant, and walks towards the dining room.

As soon as he got closer, he saw a small figure standing outside the vermilion door. The little prince, who was as gentle as jade and had a little baby fat on his cheeks, called out obediently:

"Father, Emperor, Mother."

The emperor was in a good mood, with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, please take a seat and have a meal together."

"yes."

The little prince's etiquette was impeccable, and the queen smiled brightly when she saw this.

The family of three sat down. Because of the cold weather, the staple food was porridge made from various rare fruits. The emperor casually asked the prince about his homework, and the latter answered respectfully.

Finally, the prince blinked and suddenly said softly:

"My son, I have something unclear. This month, why did Qi Yuandu not come?"

The emperor was stunned for a moment. This was the first time that the prince took the initiative to mention a "teacher" in front of him.

He explained with a smile: "Qi Xiaodu went to Yuezhou and was not in Kyoto for the past two months. If you want to take his class, I will ask him to make it up for you when he comes back."

The prince said "Oh", a little disappointed.

At first, his impression of Qi Ping as a teacher was that he was interesting. Unlike those old-fashioned lecturers, the boring arithmetic class was also very interesting.

But it is a class after all, what child would like it?

It was not until the chess competition that the prince watched the chess game and saw the charisma of Mr. Yudu, and he secretly admired him.

I was looking forward to going to class again, so I asked someone about it, but I didn't expect that Qi Ping didn't come back after so long.

The great scholars in the East Palace still don’t know that a group of princes who are tired of them are so upset with a gentleman who has only attended one class...

The emperor looked at the prince's little face, his eyes wandering for a moment.

At this time, rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside. Under the gaze of the imperial guards, a eunuch ran all the way to the door and bowed deeply:

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Mr. Six of the academy came here just now and said that it was information sent from Yuezhou and presented it to you."

The emperor was startled and suspicious.

The academy sent... Yuezhou intelligence... what is that.

At this time, he had not even thought about going to the Zhenfu Division investigation team, because based on the days, Qi Ping and others had probably just crossed the city of Zhouzhou a few days ago.

"Bring it to me to see."

The emperor received the information copied by Mr. Da. The dense text on it described the process in detail.

The dignified and beautiful queen did not take a peek, but just looked at her husband's face, which changed from relaxed, to suspicious, to indifferent, and finally... showed an expression of slight astonishment.

Immediately, holding on to the information, he fell silent.

"Your Majesty?" the queen called tentatively.

The emperor came back to his senses and handed over the information with a complicated expression. The queen took it and looked at it. After a moment, she exclaimed:

"The Wu family... actually colluded with Bu Lao Lin? Duke Yue committed suicide out of fear of crime?"

The emperor said expressionlessly to the eunuch waiting outside the door: "Pass an edict and order the Minister of Rites to go to the imperial study and wait."

"Yes!" The eunuch turned around and left, not daring to stay any longer.

I was afraid that the emperor would be angry and take it out on him.

The queen bit her lip, looked at her husband cautiously, and suddenly gritted her teeth and said:

"Thanks to the fact that the Wu family has enjoyed three hundred years of wealth, they actually committed such a treasonous and unethical act. Do they still have the royal family in their eyes? Your Majesty, I will definitely punish you severely."

The first-class Duke colluded with the wanted criminals of the court. If you consider that Bulao Lin is suspected to be inextricably linked to the Golden Horde... it is not impossible to accuse him of treason.

The confiscation of the family and the extermination of the clan are just around the corner.

The emperor did not answer, but sat silently for a while, then stood up and stood in the middle of two red-painted doors with exquisite patterns in the dim sky.

After a while, he sighed softly, closed his eyes, and said: "Since the person is dead, let's strip the Wu family of title."

Stripped of his title and not beheaded, Duke Yue used his own death to gain the last dignity of his family.

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To be continued...