Luo Chuan finally looked at Chen Qiusheng and asked: "Sir, Feng Chengyue is a cautious person. All the confidential letters he has passed will be burned and you will not be able to find him. Even if he goes to Chongdu, the great Sikong Pang Boyi will protect him.

If you want to investigate the murder case of the flower boat, you can only start with Ma Fu. He has been loyal to Feng Chengyue for many years, and he reports all the secret letters to and from him. The eldest wife of his family comes from a scholarly family and is especially good at copying handwriting. He keeps all the secret letters.

There is a copy, and everything you want is at Ma Fu's house."

The truth that Chen Qiusheng wants has been pointed out by Luo Chuan.

Chen Qiusheng nodded, turned and left without saying a word. Before leaving, he coughed several times, and the palms covering his mouth were full of blood stains.

His hidden disease recurred again.

"Sir," Luo Chuan shouted from behind Chen Qiusheng, "If you continue to investigate, the consequences will be disastrous."

Chen Qiusheng did not look back. He raised his tired eyes and looked ahead. The lonely road was dim and lightless. After taking a few steps, he would step into the darkness.

He threw off his sleeves and robe, put his hands behind his back, raised his chest and raised his head without any hesitation.

Into the darkness.

"Luo Chuan, you are a good person." Mu Yun patted his hand before leaving, "Thank you."

Luo Chuan's parents stayed for a long time and were not taken out of the prison until late at night by the jailers.

Luo Chuan stared blankly ahead in the middle of the night. The mud wall in the south became damp at night, and dew slid down the uneven wall. The moonlight gave it a glistening glimmer.

The wind blew in, and the prisoners hugged the straw to keep warm.

But Luo Chuan didn't feel cold, he felt warm from the bottom of his heart.

"Where is the child?"

A roaring question came from the cell in front of him. This familiar voice suddenly made Luo Chuan shiver, and he shivered inexplicably.

In the cell in front of him, there was the soft shaking of chains, and the steps gradually approaching.

A pair of hands grasped the wooden pillar, and his face seemed to emerge from the blurred water. When he looked between the wooden pillars, his eyes were colder than on a cold night.

Staring at Luo Chuan.

"I'm asking you about the baby on the flower boat back then." His exhaled breath formed a mist in the air, "Is he dead?"

Luo Chuan gradually opened his eyes and looked at him in horror at this man wearing shackles and a prison uniform.

Feng Chengyue.

"He and Le Wushuang were both on the flower boat." Luo Chuan flinched and arched his shoulders, "He didn't escape."

"Mu Yun escaped." Feng Chengyue pressed forward, "How do you know whether Le Wushuang escaped?"

"The boat floated up the river." Luo Chuan huddled in the shadows, not daring to look at Feng Chengyue, "Mu Yun also said that Le Wushuang is dead, so the child must be dead."

Feng Chengyue looked up at the leaky tiles above his head, staring at the moonlight coming through, and said.

"I hope so."

…

Jiang Zimo's family all lived in the Dongyuan wing. Yanzhou suffered from floods for many years. He opened a granary to provide disaster relief and emptied his treasury to recruit craftsmen from other places to build dams and canals.

When it comes to the planning of water channels and houses within Kyushu, Yanzhou is the best.

Today, the dam stands tall and tall, like a giant with outstretched arms, facing the sea and embracing half of Yanzhou.

After Chen Qiusheng finished handling the things at hand, he strolled in the huge courtyard. He stayed here for a few days. In his busy life, he did not notice the loneliness of this state pastor's mansion. The quiet quiet made him relax, and he also noticed some subtleties.

phenomenon.

There were few servants, maids, family members, and heirs of the Jiang family. It seemed that he was the only one in this house.

Since Jiang Zimo was imprisoned, his eldest wife dismissed most of the servants in the mansion, and her family members also returned to Yanzhou to their ancestral home.

This action was very cautious, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the reason why the lady did this at a glance.

Before Jiang Zimo's trial, she completely decided all possibilities that might implicate the Jiang family. She was leaving the last lifeline for the Jiang family.

From the moment Jiang Zimo walked into prison, he was abandoned by the eldest lady. The eldest lady was guarding the family and leaving the last incense and remaining possibility for the Jiang family.

Such long-term insights are difficult for people to ignore. There are many details that Chen Qiusheng needs to be wary of. But now, Jiang, he can only put them aside for the time being.

It was better to be alone. He breathed calmly, calmed down, and began to clear his mind and think.

In the letter case, Feng Chengyue ordered Ma Fu to assassinate Jiang Lin, and Luo Chuan pretended to deliver the letter in order to bring down Jiang Zimo. Grand Sikong Pang Boyi captured Yanzhou in order to build a port and open up trade routes.

Chen Qiusheng stopped and looked at the green bamboo in the corner of the courtyard. The high branches and leaves blocked the moonlight. He looked at the gap, trying to get a full view of the moon.

But the moonlight was half-hidden, and he seemed to be unable to see the sky clearly, nor could he see the turbid situation clearly.

In the Flower Boat Incident, the noble concubine of the Zhao family was buried in a sea of ​​fire, the three princes, King Qi, and the four princesses were missing. The governor of the eight states died, leaving the eight major states without an owner. Pang Boyi submitted a report and selected eight officials from the chancellery to be sent to the eight states. He clearly remembered,

Those eight people are all descendants of aristocratic families.

Chen Qiusheng held his neck high for a long time.

He felt sore and sat on the stone bench next to the bamboo. The stone table was carved into a chessboard, and the stone dish was filled with sunspots. He seemed to feel something, so he picked up one and dropped it on the corner.

He loosened his slender fingers and stared at the chess pieces, falling into silent contemplation.

Pang Boyi was already ready for this step.

Then the next step...

Next step……

As I knocked the chess pieces, the moonlight gradually illuminated the chessboard like a candle.

There are clear black and white chess pieces, and there is only one black piece in the blank chess game.

Chen Qiusheng suddenly and quickly placed seven chess pieces in a row, covering them all in all directions. Then he placed a white chess piece on the Tianyuan position to guard the center, and then dropped a white piece and a black piece to the left and right of it.

The sky is round and the place is round.

Black represents Pang Boyi, white represents Taiwei, and there is another one.

Mr. Situ...Tang Jiankai...

Chen Qiusheng's hand hesitated between choosing black and white.

Is he black or white?

After a while, he idled the black chess piece representing Situ on the edge of the chess game, then reached into the stone plate to take out the chess pieces, and combined the current situation based on the Zheng Kingdom map in his mind.

Chess was played.

There are few white stones, but black stones are almost everywhere.

He paused and muttered silently.

The Jiao family, the Queen, the Taiwei, Da Sikong, the King of Jin, the King of Qin, the Emperor...

For half an hour, his hand holding the black chess piece became trembling more and more, and he could no longer move it.

The dense black chess pieces on the chessboard surround the white chess pieces. This is no longer the endgame.

This is a dead end.

The situation has been established, and Pang Boyi covers the sky with one hand.

Chen Qiusheng stared at the chess game and said hoarsely: "Zheng Guo..."

At this point in the state of Zheng, the energy is like a gossamer.

The sweat on Chen Qiusheng's forehead fell down his neck, sliding down his throat. The sweat soaked the skirt of his clothes, and he clenched the sleeves of his robe tightly with his hands.

"Brother." Chen Jinqiu, dressed in blue bat casual clothes, stood in front of the corridor, "Second brother's body has been placed in a gold-lined coffin. Second brother loved to dress in gold when he was alive. There is no ambiguity at all."

"You did a good job." Chen Qiusheng raised his sleeves and wiped away the fine beads of sweat. "You will be on the road soon. Don't worry about it. Focus on escorting. There is no room for failure."

"Here." Chen Jinqiu responded and took a closer look. He couldn't help but feel curious, "My eldest brother rarely played chess when he was in school. Why did he have the time to play chess today?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words. The three heroes of the Chen family went to Yanzhou and Chen Pinggang died. Except for the night of his murder, Chen Qiusheng never even visited Shanzhuang.

Chen Pinggang's body was rotting and oozing green. Chen Jinqiu cried in the charity village, but he did not dare to tell Chen Qiusheng.

Chen Jinqiu understood Chen Qiusheng's character and knew that he didn't care. After all, he was his brother whose blood was thicker than water. He was just too upright.

Integrity makes people feel cold.

"This is the Kingdom of Zheng." Chen Qiusheng knocked on the stone table with a black chess piece, "They are all under the influence of Da Sikong. Overtly and covertly, Kyushu's general trend has been established."

"Use chess to show off, brother. I'm sorry for my humble opinion, but brother's vision is too high. These are all officials." Chen Jinqiu broke the embarrassment and smiled, and then discussed chess with his own experience, "If the world is a chessboard, that person

Everyone is a pawn."

Chen Jinqiu sat down, took out the white chess piece from the stone dish, and wrapped it up around the Tianyuan position.

Chen Qiusheng looked at Bai Qi and said hesitantly: "Third brother, what do you mean, the Forbidden Army in the west of the city?"

"This is an army established by Grand Sikong Shang, but the commander who allocates pay for it is under the command of Taiwei Dongcao, Jincao." Chen Jinqiu added another word when he spoke, "Drills, military pay, and generals all come from the Taiwei Mansion.

Advocate for your opinion, besides, this army is directly under the Imperial Army. Without the tiger talisman given by the Holy One, no one can transfer it, not even the Great Sikong."

The light sound of the chess pieces is accompanied by the ethereal sound of whirling bamboo leaves, forming a tranquil song.

"Within the imperial city, the Forbidden Army in the west of the city is a real force." Chen Qiusheng nodded, and then pointed to the black chess pieces outside the white chess piece, "But above the court, all the officials in the Chancery are all Pang Boyi's followers."

"Within the literary master, Pan Boyi has been laying plans for many years, and with his high position and power, all the famous families are applauding him. Even when my father was alive, he often said in private that Pang Boyi was very wise and talented."

, Although there are hundreds of officials in the Chancery, the military officers are all controlled by Taiwei, and Pang Boyi will not be able to reach the level of military power, unless..."

Chen Jinqiu did not continue speaking, but looked at Chen Qiusheng with a gloomy expression.

Chen Qiusheng wore this official uniform for a day and a night without changing. During this day, he tried cases and rushed to the cells for interrogation.

People who have never seen him have heard of his name.

Living Yama.

Ruthless, cold, cruel, and crazy, everyone spurned him behind his back, but those who knew him well knew that Chen Qiusheng enforced the law fairly and strictly, and there was an almost imperceptible human touch hidden in his laws.

Chen Qiusheng always served a bowl of water evenly and was fair to the extreme. Chen Jinqiu was also secretly laughing at him. Who in the world can be fair and just?

No one, not even Chen Qiusheng, can.

Therefore, Chen Jinqiu did not dare to continue talking. The military power Pang Boyi pursued was not allowed under Zheng's law.

Literature does not interfere with martial arts, and martial arts does not interfere with politics.

The laws revised since the founding emperor of the Zheng Kingdom ruled the world peacefully with both civil and military forces. This is the ancestral system and no one can overstep it. If Pang Boyi dared to get involved in military power, it would be a crime of treason.

unless……

"Unless the law is changed," Chen Qiusheng said calmly, "and I am the key to him changing the laws of Zheng."

The Chen family is a large family in the Zheng State, and has advocated the establishment of laws and reforms in the Zheng State since the founding of the country. For generations, the revision and formulation of the laws of the Zheng State have left their mark on the Chen family.

If Zheng Guo wants to reform, it can only be accomplished through the Chen family. But for the trial of the letter case, Ting Weizheng, left, right, and three supervisors were sent to the same time.

Chen Qiusheng understood that Pang Boyi had already thought of removing the Chen family and replacing him as a Tingwei candidate. Only in this way could he formulate a law that he was satisfied with.
Chapter completed!