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Chapter 77 An Iron Needle

"Watch the scene."

After Yang Xuan left the brothel, Cao Ying told other things.

"Today someone in the DPRK impeached Qin's supervisor, but the left prime minister was not mentioned."

"It's the right thing not to mention it." Yang Xuan touched his chin, a little envious of someone like Cao Ying who could stroke his beard. "These days, those people surrounding the Imperial College and the Wang family are constantly taking action. I'm still wondering why no one is targeting them.

Prime Minister Zuo, is he so virtuous and respected? It turns out he is waiting here."

"The gentleman is wise." The gentleman Cao Yingchen's demeanor became more and more intense, and he lowered his head slightly, "The left prime minister is as resourceful as the sea, so don't touch it lightly. Those people attacked the Imperial College and the Wang family first. This is to cut their wings first, and then fail.

Naturally, he will go straight to the left prime minister in order to regain his morale."

Qiu Sheng came with a serious look on his face, "This matter has alarmed the court. I'm here to take a look."

"roll!"

Yang Xuan didn't want to be conciliatory with him at all.

Qiu Sheng sneered, "You..."

"Dick!"

Wang Laoer came over and said, "Mr. Lang's orders."

Qiu Sheng took a step back and said, "If you don't want your good intentions, then just wait for bad luck."

"He's here to disgust Mr. Lang." The old thief licked his lips, "Mr. Lang, why don't I break into his house at night and make him angry?"

"roll."

Cao Ying said: "Lang Jun, we are alone, and the only one we can capture is the Zuo Xiang and his group. If the Zuo Xiang and his group collapse, we will become duckweeds. Therefore, the Zuo Xiang and us are the same."

We all suffer, but we all gain glory!"

If you want to rebel, you must have a foundation. Where is the foundation? In the local area. But if you have no one in the government, I'm sorry, let alone rebellion, you can't even keep your official position.

This is the ecology of officialdom, which does not depend on human will.

"I know."

Of course Yang Xuan knew this, so he did not take any credit for his kindness to the Wang family this time. He seemed to have a noble character, but in fact he was just playing a long game to catch the big fish.

But Chen Shen, the left prime minister, is the soul of this small group. If he falls, the Imperial College will be a mess, and the Wang family will not be able to hold out for long in the face of encirclement and suppression by the central government.

"Go back and have a look."

In the evening, Yang Xuan dragged his tired body back home.

"Lang Jun." Han Ying is also here.

"What's the matter?" Yang Xuan's eyes avoided the place that could suffocate him, and he took the cloth handed over by Yi Niang and wiped his face.

"Today, the merchants on the left and right rows are selling food at half price, and our business has dropped a lot."

"Why are you panicking?" Seeing her anxious expression, Yang Xuan said, "Let me think about this."

At night, Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the scroll in both hands.

"How to fight a price war?"

Since discovering the voice input function, Yang Xuan has saved a lot of trouble.

The screen refreshes.

Rows of data feeds appear.

——A brief view of price war.

——How to win in a price war that hurts both sides.



In the early morning, Yang Xuan got up.

He took a deep breath, and the inner breath began to circulate in his body.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

I just feel that my mind is extremely clear.

"time to eat!"

Clang clang clang!

The sound of knocking on the iron plate was very loud. When Yang Xuan rushed to the dining hall, everyone was in place.

Yang Xuan was puzzled and asked softly: "Why do I feel so comfortable?"

Suzaku said: "Let others wait, so that you can show the dignity of the superior."

Is that so?

Yang Xuan went in and sat down, picking up his chopsticks.

start.

The old thief's chopsticks are very fast. He looks like a mouse and chews equally quickly.

Cao Yan ate slowly, even occasionally combing his beard that was stained by the soup.

Wang Laoer is very open and close, and those who watch it will have a big appetite.

After eating, Yi Niang did not clean up. She asked with concern: "Lang Jun, how is the case?"

"There are no traces, but it's very suspicious."

Today someone in the DPRK impeached Chen Shen, and Yang Xuan knew that this was just the beginning.

Cao Ying went to find out a lot of information.

"The money and food are nothing to the left prime minister. If he finds out, he can easily make up for it. There is no need to kill Qin Jian. But Qin Jian died, leaving the left prime minister unable to speak out. Unless it is confirmed that Qin Jian was murdered.

Killed, otherwise the left prime minister cannot explain."

If something happens to Supervisor Qin, if the report is reported to the Left Prime Minister, he will definitely use money and food to make up for it, or he will kill his relatives and report it on his own initiative. Only a fool will silence him.

Therefore, unless it is proven that Supervisor Qin died at the hands of others, this basin of sewage will have been successfully poured on the Prime Minister Zuo.

Yang Xuan felt that there were many strange things about this incident. "Those people wanted to use this incident as a pretext to give the Left Prime Minister the reputation of sheltering corrupt officials, and then launch an impeachment to tarnish the Left Prime Minister's reputation."

This is a clear move, but at present, the left prime minister has no way to resist it.



Prisoner Qin's body was placed in a mansion in Wannian County, and Yang Xuan even spent his own money to buy ice cubes to freeze it.

The corpse was pale and green in some places, and its face was particularly ferocious.

Wen Xinshu, who guarded the corpse last night, reported: "No one showed up last night, but I seemed to hear movement from the corpse during the night."

Except for the old thief, everyone was excited.

The old thief said calmly: "If there is a ghost, I will catch it myself."

I think he has been underground for many years and has never seen any ghosts, not even zombies.

Yang Xuan stood in front of the corpse.

Cao Ying was analyzing, "If prisoner Qin was to be killed, the best murderer would be the prostitute. However, there were no traces on prisoner Qin's body, ruling out this possibility. The second possibility is that someone sneaked in, but he still found

No trace. The third possibility..."

"Is there a third kind?" The old thief was puzzled and felt that his IQ was indeed not as good as Junzi Cao.

Cao Ying said calmly: "The third possibility...he died himself."

Everyone looked at Yang Xuan in silence.

Qiu Sheng smiled happily in Huang Wenzun's room.

"The Zuo Prime Minister is in trouble. He is in trouble. The Wang family and the Imperial College are in trouble as well. A little shrimp like Yang Xuan is not qualified to hold a flag as a sacrifice. He Huan can kill him with a slap."

"Be careful!" Huang Wenzun coughed dryly, but there was a look of hope in his eyes.

The operation to overthrow Chen will begin at this moment.

The prologue will begin.

Qiu went out and asked, "What is Yang Xuan doing?"

The clerk said: "He is doing an autopsy."

"Do you want an autopsy? Go take a look."

Many people came outside the room where the corpses were placed.

When Qiu Province arrived, everyone consciously got out of the way. This is the strict hierarchy of officialdom. Even if you want to watch gossip, you have to take a seat.

Inside, Yang Xuan was carefully examining the corpse inch by inch.

"Can you see the flowers?" Qiu Sheng sighed, "This matter is important, so hurry up!"

Someone said: "There are a lot more memorials to impeach the left prime minister."

"A storm is coming!"

Yang Xuan inspected the corpse very thoroughly, looking between the toes several times, and even pulled out the dirt from the fingernails for inspection.

This carefulness makes people speechless.

Yang Xuan straightened up and shook his head slightly.

Qiu Sheng was secretly happy.

Are you desperate?

He even wanted to laugh out loud.

Yang Xuan suddenly asked: "Who knows how to shave their head?"

Well!

Unless someone shaves his or her head these days, who would shave their head?

Although no one says that 'the body's hair and skin are protected by its parents and must not be damaged', hair is free and should be allowed to grow freely. This concept is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Yang Xuan glanced at the old thief.

The old thief said softly: "When I robbed the tomb, some weird bugs found their home in my hair, so I had no choice but to shave it off."

Poor man!

Cao Ying asked: "Do you even have armpit hair?"

The old thief nodded.

"No knife."

How to shave without a knife?

The old thief said: "A sharp knife will do, a kitchen knife."

With a kitchen knife in his hand, the old thief immediately changed into a different person and prayed solemnly: "I will act as ordered, and the master will not be offended."

"Why do you need to shave your head?" People outside were puzzled.

The kitchen knife was scraping on the top of his head, and strands of long hair fell to the ground.

Scrape it first, then trim it...

The old thief squatted there, concentrating on shaving his head.

A small official came outside, walked to Qiu Sheng's side and said: "Zheng Shangshu of the Ministry of War will impeach the left prime minister."

Is this a plan to show off?

Qiu Sheng perked up and asked, "Where's the father-in-law? Have you ever taken action?"

The visitor shook his head.

But the atmosphere of the war suddenly became intense.

Qiu Sheng folded his arms and watched with contentment as Yang Xuan squatted down and looked carefully at Supervisor Qin's head.

What else can you do?

Yang Xuan squatted down and looked at his head carefully.

The old thief's craftsmanship is pretty good, and his bald head is so bright that even Cao Ying couldn't help but praise: "You are really talented!"

The old thief squatted beside him and said proudly: "I shaved it off for the first time, but not long after, the worms sprouted out for no apparent reason. Only then did I find that there were some on the bedding... so I shaved again... and then I shaved several times in a row.

"

They are all old barbers.

Yang Xuan checked bit by bit.

Last night, he not only watched How to Fight a Price War, but also watched two TV series, fast-forwarding all the way to the autopsy.

He yawned and his eyes suddenly froze.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Wu Zuo."

Wu Zuo ran over and said, "Young Master."

"Pocket knife."

Wu Zuo had a set of tools. Before opening it, he clasped his hands and prayed. He didn't know who he was talking to.

With the knife in hand, Yang Xuan slashed the knife from the middle of Prison Qin's forehead.

Insert the knife and push it upward.

A thin thing was slowly pulled out...

In an instant, everyone was stunned.



North Korea.

Zheng Qi looked at Chen Shen, the silent left prime minister, and said: "The money and food grains have been left untouched in the account. The day before yesterday, the Ministry of Accounts checked the warehouse and found that the money and food grains had disappeared inexplicably. The person who handled it was Supervisor Qin."

Zheng Qi smiled and said, "I remember that when Zuo Xiang presided over the imperial examination, Supervisor Qin came from that department. Later, he regarded Zuo Xiang as an elder and was very respectful..."

Yang Songcheng, the head of state, looked at Chen Shen.

It's time for you to speak!

Old dog!

Chen Shen spoke slowly, "We still have to get to the bottom of this matter, so we have made a conclusion now..." He glanced at Zheng Qi, "It's a bit rash."

——You are frivolous!

Zheng Qi, who was hit by an arrow in the knee, still smiled kindly, "What the Prime Minister Zuo said is true, but the death of Supervisor Qin is so unclear that it's hard to avoid thinking!"

Chen Shen glanced at him and then became silent.

Yang Songcheng sighed, "Zheng Shangshu said this, but this matter needs to be investigated to prevent those people from pouring dirty water on the left prime minister."

Chen Shen was silent.

The emperor coughed lightly.

It’s time to summarize.

There was a bit more coldness in Zheng Qi's smile.

Yang Songcheng glanced at Chen Shen and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

A waiter came outside.

"Your Majesty, Wannian County urgently reports..."

"What's the matter?" The emperor could not see his emotions, but Han Shitou, who was familiar with him, knew that the emperor was very comfortable at the moment and was enjoying the situation where his ministers were criticizing each other.

The chamberlain comes in.

"Your Majesty, Wannian County Lieutenant Yang Xuan reported that Inspector Qin, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, died..."

Whoosh!

All eyes turned to the chamberlain.

Yang Songcheng glanced at Chen Shen and found that Chen Shen was still as calm as ever.

"Prisoner Qin died of an iron needle."

Zheng Qi smiled, "Do iron needles kill people? Why didn't they find it yesterday?"

The chamberlain said: "The iron needle was inserted from the middle of Prison Qin's forehead. It was only discovered after shaving his hair."

"Prisoner Qin, died of murder!"


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