Xiao Feng thought for a while: "If I don't bother the two masters, I think it can be handed over to Shuntian Mansion for trial. Wang Tuiguan is not the chief official in the first place, he is just the one responsible for solving the case.
There are actually quite a lot of doubts about the fact that he instigated the housekeeper to frame King Jing. We might as well take this opportunity to find out everything together and give him a chance to prove his innocence by making meritorious deeds.
Since he has demonstrated Banzai's benevolent heart, if he really has a problem, people will have nothing to say in the future."
Jiajing was silent, he understood what Xiao Feng meant.
In fact, the evidence that put Wang Guan in jail was not conclusive, but only the one-sided words of the Ministry of Punishment. He felt sorry for his son and was so angry that he ordered the sentence to be reduced.
If this matter were to continue like this, no one would dare to say anything to his face, but if a referee who was investigating the case was killed for no apparent reason just because the case involved a prince, those scholars would definitely not feel good about it.
You might as well give him a chance as Xiao Feng said.
If he really has a problem, find out and deal with it, and people will naturally have nothing to say; if he doesn't have a problem, he can still gain a reputation as wise and kind, and he can even treat matters involving his son equally, which is good.
So Jiajing nodded: "It's what you're playing."
Yan Song suddenly stood up and said: "Long live, I have a suggestion. Previously, only the Ministry of Punishment supervised the trial. If the trial is repeated again, the imperial court should send people to supervise the trial at the same time.
Mr. Xiao She has won the trust of Long Live and is qualified for this job. Moreover, Xiao Feng is thoughtful and has profound Taoism, which will be of great help in solving the case."
Jiajing said happily: "What Yan Aiqing said is true. If so, it will be Xiao Aiqing's fault."
Xiao Feng smiled and nodded, his eyes colliding with Yan Song's in the air, and a thousand words could be said in them.
Xiao Feng: You’re so thoughtful, why didn’t you fucking say that I helped Prince Yu plan this?
If you dare to carry me onto the fire and roast me, are you afraid that I will extinguish your fire by peeing on you?
You old duck may not be able to come up with such an unscrupulous idea. It is most likely your unscrupulous son who is trying to trick me.
Yan Song: That’s right, why am I trying to trick you? You have the ability to resist the order and refuse to accept it!
If you go to try this case, you will definitely favor King Yu, but if King Yu is dead in this case, you will also have to be buried with him!
If you turn against King Yu before the battle, those supporters of King Yu, including Lu Bing, will no longer defend you.
When the time comes, you will be alone and you will be dead, right?
Damn, my son is so smart! No matter what the outcome of this case is, Xiao Feng will definitely die!
Jiajing didn't care that the two of them had a good connection. He had more worrying things to deal with.
"Prince Yu and Prince Jing will live in the palace from today onwards and will not leave the palace without orders. Two more teams of guards will be deployed to protect the palace."
This was a temporary confinement. King Yu glanced at Xiao Feng with a pale face, but Xiao Feng didn't look at him at all.
King Jing was also very aggrieved, but he did not dare to say anything and just retreated.
There were only these few people left in the room. Jiajing hesitated for a moment and then spoke: "Let the others go out first, Xiao Feng stays."
Everyone left without saying anything, and even Huang Jin retreated to the door to guard it. They all knew what Jiajing was going to do, but they all pretended not to know.
Jiajing picked up the pen and took a long time to finish it. Xiao Feng knew that it was not that the words were difficult to write, but that Jiajing didn't know how to ask the question.
After Jiajing stopped writing, he waved to Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng walked up to him and saw the word "Jia" written on the paper.
He was stunned. According to the rules, after the emperor's reign name was decided, this word became a forbidden word in the world.
If someone really needs to use this word when writing articles or letters, they should try to use synonyms instead. If it is really unavoidable, they should reduce the word to avoid the taboo.
And there are particularities to which stroke you should subtract. For example, if you subtract the top line, it might be said that you are hiding a curse, and you might be beheaded.
Therefore, the official will give a rule, which is usually to reduce the stroke at the bottom.
Jiajing's writing naturally does not need to be taboo, but it is indeed rare for him to use his own reign name to measure calligraphy. It can be seen that he regarded himself as a father at this time, not an emperor.
When Jiajing saw Xiao Feng looking at the words in a daze, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
"Junior brother, I can only tell you about my thoughts.
This matter is intertwined. If Zai Jing hadn't framed Zai Zhen, Zai Zhen might have framed Zai Jing.
In short, one of my two sons will take the initiative. No matter who wins or loses, something will happen to one of my sons."
Xiao Feng was silent. Sure enough, anyone can underestimate Jiajing, but not Jiajing.
He seems paranoid and angry, but he actually knows it very well.
Since Jiajing didn't say what he was asking first, he didn't press the question, but just said a few words of comfort.
"Brother, don't worry. They are still children. Making a mistake once does not necessarily make it difficult to look back."
Jiajing shook his head: "At the age of thirteen, he is still a child in ordinary families, but he is no longer a child in the royal family. Junior brother, I only ask you one thing."
Xiao Feng was shocked. How could Jiajing beg for help? He could just give the order if he wanted him to do something. What was he going to do?
Seeing his surprised look, Jiajing increased his tone.
"Of course I can order you, but this matter cannot be ordered.
Although the imperial power is great, it cannot control people's hearts. I beg you this time, no matter who is right or wrong, please give me a real answer.
I know that you are not only law-abiding, but also very witty, and you will definitely be able to figure this case out. But whether you are willing to tell the truth or not, I have no idea.
I hope that no matter which prince you like or dislike, or the forces around them, you can treat this matter fairly."
Xiao Feng was silent for a long time, and finally solemnly bowed his head to Jiajing.
"Senior brother, don't worry. I will be fair and impartial. No matter what I say to the outside world, I will let senior brother know the truth and I will never hide anything."
Jiajing stared at Xiao Feng for a long time, finally smiled and pointed at the word.
"I know your rules for character testing. If I ask my two sons now who is innocent, I probably won't be able to tell because it's not my own business.
I just want to ask, is it my son who will inherit the throne? This is always my own business."
Xiao Feng nodded, he understood Jiajing's mentality.
The Jiajing throne was a big bargain because his cousin Ming Wuzong had no children after his death.
Moreover, Jiajing got a good deal and pushed his cousin aside from his ancestor's memorial tablet, replacing his own father's memorial tablet. This was the sensational "Great Ceremony" incident that year.
Many people who sided with Jiajing in the great ceremony were later taken care of and promoted by Jiajing, including Yan Dang and Qiu Luan.
Now seeing the two sons fighting like black-eyed chickens, with each having a group of supporters behind them, Jiajing couldn't help but not be afraid.
He doesn't particularly care who wins in the end. Although he is somewhat partial to King Jing, he is not particularly persistent.
What he is really afraid of is that both his sons will suffer losses. What if the one who wins in the end is also a short-lived ghost?
Do you want to get a big bargain by yourself based on luck, and then let others take advantage of you based on your strength? This is something Jiajing will never tolerate.
If you can really become an immortal, that's all. If you come back, you'll kill them all. Anyone who dares to squeeze you out will make him look good!
But what if you can't become an immortal?
Then you will be like your cousin, who has been an emperor for a lifetime, and in the end someone threw the tablet aside to make way for someone else.
Jiajing couldn't accept this even if he thought about it.
So no matter which son would win, Jiajing was more concerned about whether his son would be the one who finally ascended the throne. This is why he used his own reign name to test the character.
Xiao Feng stared at the word "Jia" for a long time. Jiajing was waiting beside him with fear in his heart, for fear that Xiao Feng would sentence his descendants to death.
"Senior brother, the word 'Jia' has the image of great luck on it, and the bottom part means coronation. So what I'm asking you is not a problem, so don't worry, senior brother."
Jiajing breathed a sigh of relief, and his face looked much better. The matter he was most concerned about was solved, and he couldn't help but become curious next time.
"Can you see anything else?"
"Senior brother, I will say whatever I see. If there is anything I don't like, please forgive me."
Jiajing waved his hand: "This is a private conversation between senior brothers, not to mention the will of heaven. How can I blame you?"
"Senior brother, the person who is in the upper position, the word "吉" is the word of the scholars. The person who succeeds to the throne of senior brother is quite popular among the scholars.
The word 'jia' is the mouth of a strong man, but it is suppressed below. This is a symbol of emphasizing culture over martial arts. It is not a blessing to the country's destiny. We need to prevent ourselves from destroying the Great Wall."
Jiajing was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Is there more?"
"The character 'Jia' is in the shape of the character 'bean'. There is a cover on top and a fire on the bottom. It is boiling beans and burning bean sprouts. It is indeed the image of brothers and sisters killing each other.
Senior brother must be on guard against this matter."
Jiajing sighed: "Manpower is always exhausted, but destiny is endless. Just do your best."
He waved his hand, and before Xiao Feng bowed his hands and left, he thought of one thing.
"Brother, I'm afraid the investigation of this case will involve a lot of involvement. If someone refuses to cooperate, they may even attack me..."
Jiajing snorted: "I will give you the identity of an imperial envoy who is ordered to investigate the case. Don't even think about Shangfang Baojian. If you can't ask me about anything in the capital, there is no need for you to kill it first and report it later."
Xiao Feng said with a smile: "I didn't expect Shang Fang's sword at first, but my father left behind a Xiuchun Dao. Logically speaking, Xiuchun Dao can only be used by the Long Live Guards, and should be handed over by the ministers.
But first of all, I miss my late father, and secondly, I really don’t have any weapons at hand, so it’s enough for me to be able to carry them for self-defense in a fair and honest manner.”
Jiajing looked at Xiao Feng funny. He had just called himself "Zhen", and Xiao Feng immediately changed it to "Wei Chen". His reaction was really fast. He was not satisfied.
"The Xiuchundao can only be used by Jin Yiwei, but what Jin Yiwei wants to do is not suitable for you, and you will also be restricted by your rank.
Well, Jinyiwei was changed from Yiluansi. Before Taizu's reform, Yiluansi was actually the emperor's ceremonial bodyguard.
The gorgeousness of the flying fish suit is to show the nobility of the officials; the exquisiteness of the embroidered spring knife is to be easy to carry and to protect the emperor.
Let's do this. I will follow the ancient system and designate you as Yiluan Guard, so that you can legitimately carry Xiuchun Dao without becoming a Jinyi Guard."
Xiao Feng thanked him. The moment he walked out of the monastery, Xiao Feng heard Jiajing's muttering to himself.
"Pity the hearts of parents in the world, pity the hearts of parents in the world..."