Since there was no good tea to drink today, Zhang Fantai asked people to seal the remaining tea leaves in jars and asked Magistrate He: "Where were you talking about just now?"
"Speaking of the first imperial envoy, he is Ji Gang's confidant. There will definitely be no problems with Xuanda." Magistrate He said with a smile: "The feudal lord also said that they are on the wrong side."
"Yes," Zhang Fantai said slowly: "The prince is a good person, but he has no soldiers and is not ruthless enough. How can he defeat his two brothers who are like wolves and tigers? I have said it before,
It's only a matter of time before the prince is deposed. How about it, it's basically a foregone conclusion now, right?"
"The vassal is famous." Magistrate He praised, "What about the other imperial envoy?"
"The other group is now in Datong, and it is the British Duke's younger brother Zhang Hu." Zhang Fantai said: "His Royal Highness the King of Han has the final say as to who will be sent on this group. I originally thought he would send someone more experienced, but it is understandable.
The British prince has returned triumphantly from Annan, and is now in hot demand. Maybe the prince also wants to sell his favor."
"What kind of number is this salamander?" Magistrate He asked.
"Speaking of which, we are still the same family, so I sent Zhang An to Datong to pay him respects. As a result..." Zhang Chun smiled faintly, picked up some tea fruit and chewed it slowly. "Zhang An, tell Master He.
listen."
"It's a lot of fun to mention this young master." Zhang An, a confidant who accompanied Zhang Fantai, said with a smile: "He is a well-known playboy in Beijing. Now, there are many who are below the rank of the general of Datong.
His father and his eldest brother's subordinates want to curry favor with him, the imperial envoy, so how can they not try their best to please him?" He said mockingly: "After arriving in Datong, this young man has never returned to Xingyuan."
"Then where does he live?"
"It's such a joy to be in a restaurant during the day and in a brothel at night." Zhang An said with a lewd smile: "I heard that the most outrageous time was when he had a hundred prostitutes sleeping with him at the same time. There was also a prostitute called 'Wandering on Horseback, Watching Flowers,' and he rode
On horseback, those prostitutes dressed up in gorgeous clothes were flirting with him on the roadside. If he liked the one he liked, he would pull him on the horse and commit adultery in public."
"This is a match for King Qingcheng." Magistrate He said with great admiration.
"He also started a gambling game and asked the military attachés to bet with him, and they could win tens of thousands of taels of silver a day." Zhang An said.
"That's for sure." Magistrate He said, "I can win that much."
"Anyway, not long after I arrived, this young man has made Datong a mess. How can he have the nerve to investigate the case?" Zhang An said with a smile.
"That's right." Magistrate He nodded and said, "This young master comes out to be free and has no intention of handling the case at all."
"Whatever, I am from a noble family anyway, so what if I fail in my errand?" Zhang Fantai said calmly: "In any case, the three-way imperial envoy is no longer a threat, but the King of Jin..." He lowered his voice.
He said: "The concubine's death was strange, and it is said that His Highness and his son are also missing."
"Ah?" Magistrate He said in surprise: "Missing?"
"Well, the news came from the palace's insiders. There should be no falsehood." Zhang Fantai said: "It was also said that King Jin had placed King Guangchang under house arrest."
"At this juncture, it's probably not our blessing that Prince Jin's palace is in such chaos." Magistrate He said with some trepidation.
"Yes, it is said that the emperor has great respect for the imperial concubine, the emperor's sister-in-law. The emperor will definitely find out the cause of her death." Zhang Fantai said: "The disappearance of His Highness and his son cannot be covered, but the King of Han and Zhao
If the king helps me to speak, His Highness Prince Jin can still pass this level."
"What is the feudal lord worried about?" Magistrate He asked softly.
"My officer, alas..." Zhang Fantai sighed: "I'm afraid I will make the same mistake as Mr. Zengtai."
Magistrate He understood that it turned out that Zhang Fantai was afraid that this errand would fall on him, and he had to hand over a fantasy report to the court. When the time came, he would be asked to keep company with Mr. Fantai, and he would be completely beaten.
"The lower official would like to take over this responsibility for the vassal, but unfortunately I am too humble and can't fall to me." Magistrate He thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Why don't we let our imperial envoy, Lord, take over the responsibility?"
Those who are able should work harder.
"Oh..." Zhang Fantai relaxed after hearing this and said, "What a great idea. I will write to the prince right now and ask him to find a way to hand over this errand to our imperial envoy." After that, he asked: "In this way, he
He cannot die, he must be cured."
"Your Majesty, I understand." Magistrate He responded.
At this time, the imperial envoy who must not die spoke to Wu Wei, who had returned from Fenyang, with a normal expression.
"The effect of this medicine is very short-lived." Wang Xian looked at himself and saw that he no longer looked sick.
"It's a medicine that's three parts poisonous. If the medicine lasts a long time, it becomes poison." Wu Wei said helplessly: "Before the doctor comes next time, just take one pill temporarily."
"That's fine." Wang Xian nodded and said, "How is it? How was the trip to Fenyang?"
"We have gained a lot. I will tell you each one of them." Wu Wei thought about it and said: "We followed your instructions and arrived at Fenzhou City, a hundred and eighty miles northwest. It happened to be that we were on our way to Zhao.
When the family members of the magistrate came back to their hometown, Master Xianyun and I did not show up at that time. Instead, we quietly followed them hundreds of miles out of the city before showing up the next day. We said that our imperial envoy's men, in order to prove their identity, also showed up.
Only after Jin Yiwei's reputation did they believe in us..."
With that said, he told Wang Xian everything about the situation at that time...
Magistrate Zhao was a Jinshi in the last subject. He was born in Henan and was only in his mid-twenties. He was released as magistrate last year and came to Shanxi with his wife to take office. Unexpectedly, just over a year later, he died tragically. Naturally, his family was shocked.
After hearing the news, the old father and his brother hurriedly came to Fenzhou to take care of the funeral arrangements.
When they arrived in Fenzhou, Lord Zhizhou met them in person, cried with them in front of Zhao Zhixian's funeral, and said to Zhao's father: "Zhao Zhixian suffered a violent death, and his soul longs for his hometown day and night. The old man should help the spirit return home as soon as possible.
, choose an auspicious day to bury him, so that he can be buried in peace." He took out a bag of silver and said: "This is a little bit of the wishes of my colleagues, although it is not much, it can be used as funeral expenses. Don't refuse, Mr.
." Then he said to his subordinates: "Please accompany the old gentleman to pack your luggage."
Father Zhao took the money, counted the relics, and then he and his eldest son followed his daughter-in-law, holding the second son's coffin, and left Fenzhou with tears all the way. In fact, in his heart, he was full of doubts about his son's death, and he had no choice but to fight with the people.
, Master Zhizhou and the province have both said that his son was killed by the white lotus monster, and he was helpless. Now that Jin Yiwei came to inquire about the case, there is no reason not to cooperate.
While in the mountain col, Wu Wei and I asked our daughter-in-law how her son died and what happened this year.
Zhao Zhixian’s wife recalled: “After his late husband took office, he found that there was a backlog of cases of bullies bullying men and women, and even killing people and stealing goods. The people of Fenzhou were in great pain. He was determined to benefit one party and live up to the divine grace, so he started investigating the cases.
, who would have thought that as soon as he arrested a few suspects, he was reprimanded by his superiors and told them not to mess around. My late husband asked me why I was messing around? They committed murder and violated the law, shouldn't they be arrested? The boss said they shouldn't be arrested.
The deceased husband said angrily, "Don't we have the king's law in Shanxi?" The boss replied, "Shanxi has the king's law, but the law of the king of Jin. In Shanxi, the king of Jin has the final say, but in Fenyang, it is the king of Qingcheng and the king of Yonghe who have the final say."
After all, those bullies who bully men and women are probably the disciples of King Qingcheng, and the gangsters who kill people and steal goods are mostly the disciples of King Yonghe. When beating a dog, it depends on the owner, do you understand?"
"My late husband had a stern temperament, so he contradicted Lord Zhizhou at that time and said that I didn't understand. I only knew the royal law of the Ming Dynasty, which was the "Da Ming Law". I didn't know the "Law of the King of Jin". If they broke the law, I would
We need to arrest them." Zhao's wife said: "As a result, the late husband refused to let them go and broke up with the magistrate. For more than half a year, the late husband, despite the pressure from his superiors, actually took on a group of evil people, and the people of Fenzhou all praised him. Go to
This year, the province suddenly issued a transfer order, appointing him as a transportation committee member, and transferred him to the province to assist in the management of grain and grass. When my late husband left, he told me that they were trying to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, and they wanted to transfer him away from Fenyang. But there was no choice but to
Gone to take office"
"After that, until my late husband passed away, he never came back. He just wrote a few letters home and talked about his current situation." Zhao's wife said: "Last month, when I finished my errands, I thought he would finally come back.
, who knew..." He sobbed and said: "Who knew that what was waiting for me was the news of his death... My late husband's coffin was brought back, and I buried it for him. After being married for many years, I can recognize that it is indeed his body.
, but his head is missing..." Later, Master Zhizhou came to express his condolences in person, saying that his deceased husband was killed by the White Lotus demon, and his head may not be recovered..."
Everyone was dejected. After Zhao's wife calmed down, they heard her continue: "The Lord Zhizhou also said that according to regulations, the government must inventory the deceased husband's belongings to prevent any government documents from being missed. He also asked me if my deceased husband had written to me.
"I said I had written it, so I took it to Lord Zhizhou," he paused and said, "But I hid the last letter."
"Why do you do this?" Wu Wei said with joy in his heart.
"Because my late husband has always been law-abiding, and in his previous letters, he only talked about family matters and some daily situations, and never mentioned official matters." Zhao's wife said softly: "But in the last letter, he was uncharacteristic and said that someone might want to harm him, so I should be careful.
For the sake of it... I was worried that something might happen to me if I took out the letter, and I also wanted to avenge my late husband in the future, so I hid it."
"Where is that letter?" Wu Wei asked anxiously.
Zhao's wife looked at Father Zhao, who nodded and motioned for her to hand it over. She turned around and took out a body-warming brocade bag from her underwear. She blushed and took out a thin brocade bag from the brocade bag.
Two pieces of letter paper were handed to Wu Wei.
Wu Wei took it and looked at it, and saw neat and powerful handwriting on the paper. It said, "The errand is over, and I expect to return home in a few days. However, I may never see you again, because I refuse to join in the evil, or I may be killed by the top."
If this is the case, you must not complain, just think that I died of illness, return home quickly, and ask my father to choose a good son-in-law for you and remarry...,