Regardless of whether Qian Shipeng was disguising himself for the sake of the Qian family's property, or he himself had defected to the barbarians, the Forbidden Dragon Guard was already keeping an eye on Qian Shipeng.
As for the people from the racecourse and the caravan that Mrs. Qian mentioned, He Sheng also sent out the list, so someone is bound to investigate them one by one.
At night, candles are brightly lit in the upper room of the inn.
"I know that the way is not good: those who know it are better than it; the fools are not as good as it. I know that the way is not clear: the wise people are over it; the unworthy people are not as good as it." Zhan Feiyu silently recited this sentence from "
"Moderate".
The original meaning is: I know the reason why the golden mean cannot be implemented: smart people are self-righteous and over-understand it; stupid people are not intelligent enough and cannot understand it.
I know the reason why the golden mean cannot be promoted: worthy people go too far and unworthy people cannot do it at all.
This was also the homework that Bachelor Gu sent from the capital. He needed to write a 700-word essay on "The Doctrine of the Mean". Zhan Feiyu thought about it while grinding it. This was also her habit in the past few years.
The sage Confucius once said, "The golden mean is the most perfect thing! The people can survive for a long time." This is the sage Confucius' view on this book. The golden mean is a supreme state, and few people can always follow it.
The faint fragrance of ink spreads in the room, complemented by the patter of rain outside the window. It is so harmonious that people can't help but calm down.
Zhan Feiyu put down his ink stick and was not in a hurry to pick up his pen. He spent more time thinking today than before. This kind of essay seems broad and allows people to speak freely. It is not like the literary policy of the time, which stipulates the topic, so it can only be inherited from the broken topic.
The question begins.
But the wider the scope, the harder it is to write. There seems to be a lot to write, but the most important thing in an article is the conception and realm. If you dangle a sentence here and there, without the focus, the article will be ruined.
"The golden mean..." Zhan Feiyu pondered, using an inappropriate metaphor is like studying hard in the cold window with a head hanging from a beam and a thorn in the buttocks. In terms of the golden mean, is it right or wrong?
There is nothing wrong with studying hard, but there is a degree to it.
As the saying goes, there is no hand that can tie a chicken. If you burn your body and bones because of studying hard, let alone the imperial examination, you will not be able to live like an ordinary person with your sick body. This is excessive.
As he picked up his pen and dipped his ink in his hand, Zhan Feiyu already had a rough idea in his mind. Doctrine of the Mean is not only a supreme moral standard, but more importantly, it is a supreme practical wisdom.
Having standards does not mean that you are stubborn and do not know how to adapt, but that you need to constantly adjust in practice to remain unchanged in response to changes.
That’s why Confucius once said, “Those who know are better than those who are ignorant, and those who are ignorant are inferior.” It is not advisable to think too smart or stupid. Zhuangzi also said, “There are cliffs in my life, and my knowledge has no limit. If I have a limit, I will follow the limitless.
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When He Sheng came back full of moisture, it was already an hour later. Zhan Feiyu had just added some silver charcoal to the charcoal basin, raised his head and asked, "Have the arrangements been made in the government prison?"
After closing the door with his backhand, He Sheng came over and took over the task of adding charcoal, and looked at the north window again.
The window was slightly open, allowing cold wind to blow in, but it was blocked by a screen. The young lady would not get cold while reading at the desk, nor would she suffocate due to the stained charcoal basin in the room.
"Because An Nuan sent two people in before, it will be much more convenient this time. If someone comes to see Pang Tongzhi, or to kill people and silence them, they can definitely be captured." He Sheng went out after dinner and worked hard for two days.
Three hours later, fortunately, everything has been arranged.
Before Zhan Feiyu could speak, He Sheng reported the news he had just received to Zhan Feiyu, "Mrs. Qian left the inn and went straight to Pang's Mansion without repairing."
Qian Shipeng was hiding in Pang Mansion before. After all, this is the official residence of a fifth-grade Tongzhi. Neither Zhan Feiyu nor the Forbidden Dragon Guard can rush in to find someone in an open and honest manner. Qian Shipeng is still the accuser.
But this time Pang Tongzhi was imprisoned in prison because of the death of Magistrate Zhang, and Pang's mansion was also arrested and temporarily surrounded. It was absolutely impossible for Qian Shipeng to come out.
Tea was boiling on the small stove. Zhan Feiyu poured two cups and handed one cup to He Sheng. He picked up a cup to warm his hands and laughed unkindly, "Mrs. Qian is afraid that she won't be able to see anyone."
"Zhao Tongzhi issued a death order. No one is allowed to enter or exit the Pang Mansion until the Chief Envoy arrives. Food is only allowed to be inspected by the police before being sent in." He Sheng also had a hard time describing Zhao Tongzhi's acting style, which was too rigid.
, don’t know how to work around it.
If it were other officials, they would definitely take the opportunity to confirm Pang Tongzhi's crime. Even if it was not the murder of Magistrate Zhang, Pang Tongzhi had been an official for many years and must have had some shady things. If Zhao Tongzhi led people to search Pang's mansion, he would probably have found out.
Bring me something.
Even if not, it would be too easy to frame someone and frame the blame at this juncture if the method is a bit dirty.
If it were an official who acted more skillfully, he would take the opportunity to instigate those who had a grudge against Pang Tongzhi. Complaints that should be reported, reports that should be reported, the trees would fall and the hozens would scatter, and the walls would fall and everyone would push them away!
Even if Pang Tongzhi is not the murderer of Magistrate Zhang in the end, the other charges have been sealed and it is impossible for Pang Tongzhi to stand up.
But Zhao Tongzhi didn't. He sent people to guard the prison, Pang Mansion, and the scene of the murder. He couldn't even get in to conduct an autopsy for Magistrate Zhang. He then sent people to rush to Longzhou Mansion, where the Chief Envoy was located, to report back to Lord Yao.
He Sheng put down the tea cup and saw that Zhan Feiyu had already started to clean up the desk. Knowing that it would not disturb her homework, he couldn't help but ask: "Miss, what do you think is the cause of Magistrate Zhang's death?"
In the morning, Zhan Feiyu went to the study room at the back house of the government office and saw the body of Magistrate Zhang. Judging from the murder scene, Magistrate Zhang indeed seemed to have been accidentally pushed by Pang Tongzhi, and finally knocked down the screen and died accidentally.
But how could two old foxes in the officialdom be so impulsive? Zhan Feiyu, not to mention Zhan Feiyu, wouldn't believe the way Zhang Zhifu died, and even a random person on Suzhou Street wouldn't believe it either.
Carefully putting away the dried ink on the article, Zhan Feiyu also thought about this problem when he was resting before, "If there was no second person in the study at that time, then Magistrate Zhang would most likely have committed suicide to frame Pang Tongzhi."
Seeing that it was still early, Zhan Feiyu also became interested and asked He Sheng to sit down before continuing: "The current situation of the Zhang family is very embarrassing and dangerous, otherwise Magistrate Zhang would not have sacrificed his dignity to come to me twice.
Little girl."
A fourth-grade magistrate may only be considered a minor official in the capital, but in Longyou Road and Suzhou, Magistrate Zhang is also a man of his word. Stomping his feet, this three-acre area will be shaken.
"Once Magistrate Zhang dies, Lord Zhang will have to worry about it for three years. This move of retreating in order to advance is really clever." Zhan Feiyu also had to admire Magistrate Zhang's decisiveness in acting.
He gave the Zhang family a glimmer of hope with his own life, "Besides, once Magistrate Zhang dies, if the political enemies of the Zhang family want to kill the Zhang family, that would be too much. After all, Yang Xu also wants to call Magistrate Zhang his grandfather.
Zhang Tongzhi is his uncle."
Zhan Feiyu knew her character. She was cold and affectionate, but Yang Xu was different. Even though he had revenge with the Zhang family, he still cared for Zhang Yiyi's biological mother and robbed people from the jail.
In the secret room where the family is dark, at least people are still alive.
Yang Xu emphasizes his affection, and General Yang and Uncle Yang do not give up. For Yang Xu, they may keep the Zhang family.
He Sheng glanced at Zhan Feiyu and asked his doubts, "If Zhang Zhifu committed suicide, he even pulled down Pang Tongzhi, is it good for Gu Xuebian?"
The master behind Pang Tongzhi does not know which prince in the palace. It is too deep to hide.
It was an enemy and non -friend. Zhang Zhifu dragged Pang Tongzhi with his own life, and he helped Zhan Feiyu once.
"It should be, and not to say that from the dragon's work is not easy to stand, even if the prince really became Chu Jun in the future, even ascending the throne, this credit will fall on Pang Tongzhi.
Furthermore, Pang Tongzhi has been looking at Zhang Zhifu's head in recent years. One day, Pang Tongzhi has been promoted, maybe in turn to start with the Zhang family. "
It wasn't that Zhan Feiyu used the greatest malicious to speculate on others, but Pang Zhi Zhi lowly did the small listening to Zhang Zhifu. This is his black history. How can he swallow this bad breath?
At that time, the power in his hands is holding, and Pang Tongzhi sign a little, and the Zhang family is estimated to be over.
Zhang Zhifu estimated that this was also thought of, so he killed Pang Zhizhi this potential enemy in advance, and even if Zhan Feiyu and Gu Xue did not appreciate it, Zhang Minxian wanted to worry about three years.
Nympho
After Zhan Feiyu finished his homework, he sleeps in the warm quilt, and he must sleep well all night.
The behind -the -scenes person who knew that Pang Tongzhi was detained because of his homicide, but he couldn't rush to the house in the house, rescued Zhang Zhifu, who had stiffened his body, and then had a thousand swords, otherwise it would be difficult to let go of his hate!
"Zhang Zun's husband!" The anger's voice was squeezed out of his teeth. In the dim room, the man slammed the chair, but it was still angry.
The men standing beside the door did not dare to speak. It was not until the man vented a pass, and then said: "Adult, Zhang Zhifu died, Master Yao must come to Suzhou Prefecture to investigate the case.
Confession, how can we be good? "
Master Yao is the administration of Longyou Road. His character is also cold and old. At first glance, he is the same as Zhao Tongzhi.
Pin member, one is just a five -product.
Master Yao Jian is in the heart of the emperor. Because he does not give him the face, the Holy Shang will send people to Longyou Road, and it is also to lay the foundation for the sanctuary to gather military power.
Confession for life.
"Send someone to the prison ..." After halfway, he stopped. The man sat down with a gloomy face and killing Pang Tongzhi. It was naturally the most secure way.
What is tricky is that if there is a ban on Dragon Guard staring at it? Once sent someone over, it is to send the living mouth over, and it is also equivalent to telling the world that there is a problem in the world, so someone will come to destroy it!
But if you do n’t send someone, Master Yao will arrive in Suzhou Mansion at the latest on the third day. If you come together, there must be the adults who will be punished according to the inspector.
Confession!
"You go down first, arrange your hands, and wait at any time!" The man ordered, and when his men left, he thought about it for a long time before he stood up.
In the dark night, the rain in the day did not stop at night, and it was still pouring. This made the fast -catching and service guarding outside Pangfu being guilty. One by one was frozen.
"Hu Tou, come." Seeing Hu Tou, who was walking on the night, a few of them were resting in the simple shed and rushing to stand up quickly.
"After cooking Hu spicy soup, you drink a bowl first, and then replace them." Hu Caitou asked the official to scoop the hot hotness in the barrel in the barrel, a large bowl of a person, grunt a few mouthfuls
The belly, people warmed a little.
On the other side, the capture of Pangfu quickly wiped the rain on his face.
Even if you wear a coat and wearing a bucket, the rain is too strong, and it will be wet without the moment. Fortunately, there are many people in the government, and several groups of people will keep guarding, otherwise they will really not be able to carry it.
"What are the movements of Pangfu?" Hu Caitou stretched his hands on the charcoal basin to bake.
Different from the silver silk charcoal side of Zhan Feiyu, two charcoal basins are made here, and then they throw the dry firewood brought in.
"At first, I was a little riot. Pangfu's housekeeper came out and asked a few words, and then there was nothing moving." Da Liu said quickly. Before that, he was worried that Pangfu's female family members would make trouble. Who knows that the wind is quiet.
Suddenly what I thought of, Da Liu drank two sips of Hu spicy soup, and then said back to his way: "When it was dark, Mrs. Qian's business bank came and wanted to see Qian Shipeng, but we were blocked by us.
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If it wasn't for Pang Tongzhi, Hu Caitou really didn't know Qian Shipeng hid in Pangfu.
Hu Caitou looked at Pangfu under the night, and the sky was too dark, and he couldn't even see the outline.