Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Second Chapter Marquis in Yunzhong with Tigers in Heart
The appearance of the dead men not only threatened Ye An, but also put tremendous pressure on Wang Zhen, the prefect of Kaifeng Prefecture.
Raising dead men privately is a serious crime and a capital crime no matter what dynasty or generation they belong to. The so-called dead men are different from retainers and do not appear in the master's house. They are just killing tools raised in various places.
Compared with the hangers-on, they are more dangerous and deadly. They are scattered in the streets and hidden in the streets. Even if they gather together in one day, no one knows where they are.
This is the scary thing about the dead soldiers. Before being exposed, it is almost difficult to determine the identity and number of these people!
Wang Zhen had not thought of this level before, but when he was reminded by Ye An later, he was shocked. It was already winter, and the north wind blew against his face, chilling his heart.
Six people actually dared to assassinate Ye An in Xiuyi Lane, who was going to the palace to give lectures. The key was that his identity was extraordinary. He was the newly promoted Founding Marquis of Yunzhong County in the Song Dynasty, and he was also a fifth-grade Chaosan doctor, Sinong.
Shaoqing of the temple, attending Zishantang!
These assignments, rank, and titles all indicate that this person has a prosperous family and is valued by saints and officials.
The identity of this group of dead soldiers is even more special. It is obvious that the person behind the scenes is probably someone in the court. He is not only jealous of Ye An, but more likely to be dissatisfied with the saints and officials.
As long as it was about saints and officials, Wang Zhen knew that he had to act with his head in mind. He finally understood why Ye An killed people in public, in order to threaten the mastermind behind the scenes.
Looking at Ye An's young face, Wang Zhen smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid Ye Shaoqing won't be able to go to the palace to give lectures today. I will send someone to send you back. As for the matter of the dead soldier, I will report it to the palace once it is found out."
The saint of the family is waiting for the Holy Judgment!"
Ye An looked at his bandaged palms and nodded slightly: "That's fine, then I'll ask the prefect. I killed these six dead men out of self-defense. Isn't it a sin?"
Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Now it seems that these six people are dead soldiers. Not only is it not a sin for you to kill six heads, you can also be rewarded by the saint."
Ye An let out a long breath and said, "I'm relieved now. Prefect Wang, Ye An takes the first step!"
Seeing Ye An striding towards Donghua Gate, Wang Zhen's expression changed: "Ye Shaoqing, where are you going?"
"Are you going to give lectures to the officials? Today I am giving lectures to the officials. How can I be delayed by this trivial matter?"
This is not a lecture, it is clearly a complaint. Wang Zhen smiled bitterly and said: "Ye Shaoqing stays behind. How can he enter the palace with such a look? I'm afraid he will offend the officials."
Ye An lowered his head and looked at it: "It doesn't matter, just ask the palace officials to find some regular clothes before taking it to Zishantang. Schoolwork is so important that it cannot be neglected!"
Seeing Ye An's insistence, Wang Zhen was a little helpless, but he admired his rigorous scholarship: "It's not easy for Ye Shaoqing to have such insight at such an age. If you don't mind, can you use my official uniform temporarily?"
Wang Zhen's Longtu Pavilion to be made is also of the fifth grade, and the red official uniform is the same as Ye An's.
Ye An bowed and said, "Thank you so much, Prefect Wang. This will save Ye An a lot of trouble."
"As an official in the same dynasty, Ye Shaoqing suffered another disaster. It's natural for him to do so."
If Wang Zhen asked Ye An to go to the imperial court in red official uniform, he would be extremely embarrassed to judge the affairs of Kaifeng Mansion. After all, Ye An, a fifth-grade official and the dignified founding prince of the country, was robbed and killed in Tokyo City and under his own rule.
If you don't delay strictly, it won't matter.
Not only did Ye An have to serve as a public servant, he also had to send an ox cart for Ye An to travel. Seeing him walking away, Wang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Liu Zhidao with a livid face: "You are the Yuhou who patrols the city.
The area under our jurisdiction is this East City, why is it so slow?!"
Liu Zhinana said: "Reporting to the Lord, I rushed over as soon as I got the news, but it was still a step too late. Ye Hou had already walked out of Xiuyi Lane."
Wang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Killing two people in the street, how murderous is this!"
Liu Zhi whispered: "Master, this Yehou is not simple! It is difficult for ordinary people to kill even a beast, let alone a murderer. Killing is different. People who are not in the military cannot have great perseverance.
It’s hard to do it, even if it’s conscience-stricken, this... Yunzhong Junhou has a tiger in his heart!"
How could Wang Zhen not know what Liu Zhi was thinking? He nodded slightly and said, "Don't forget, he is still a young man. It is unbelievable that he is so decisive in killing!"
Looking at the corpses, he said to the gangsters who were following them: "Check them to see if you can find out where they came from."
Liu Zhi approached Wang Zhen again and whispered: "Master, I have checked before. These people have calluses on their hands. They must be from the military..."
"Asshole! Is this what you can say?!"
Wang Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he said calmly: "In this matter, you did not patrol well, and you are not guilty of much. Go to the compartment to inspect and collect the ten sticks!"
Even though they were convicted, Liu Zhi and a group of police officers not only did not feel aggrieved, but they were as happy as if they had received an amnesty when they left. They knew that this matter was very big, and they were not allowed to have any contact with it.
Once he is involved, if he is ordered by Wang Zhen to help solve the case within a time limit, then once the time limit is exceeded, he must follow the Kaifeng Mansion's police to accept the crime. Then it will not be enough to solve the problem with ten sticks.
After Wu Zuo carefully inspected them, he whispered to Wang Zhen: "Master Fu, these people are indeed from the military, but judging from the calluses on their hands and the old wounds on their bodies, they must be good at using bows and crossbows rather than swords.
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Wang Zhen felt that his heart had been hit hard, and he stretched out his hand to support the carriage and said: "The matter is serious. If these dead soldiers are crossbowmen from the army... they don't have gold marks on their faces..."
The man next to him no longer dared to breathe, and shivered back. Where did the soldiers without the golden seal come from? They must be the Forbidden Army!
Once you join the Forbidden Army, you are not allowed to take off your military status. However, these people travel in plain clothes and become dead soldiers. Doesn't it mean that the people behind the scenes have great eyes and hands?
What kind of person can have such ability?
Seeing Wu Zuo retreating, Wang Zhen said coldly: "If you don't want to bring trouble to the family, just keep your mouth shut!"
"I don't know anything, I hope you will forgive me!"
"What crime do you have? The guilty person is already lying on the ground dead! Huh..."
Wang Zhen, who threw away his sleeves, was already uneasy. The matter was so important that he did not dare to investigate it blatantly. He had to tell the saint secretly before he could investigate secretly.
The police from Kaifeng Prefecture dispersed the onlookers as quickly as possible and dragged the body away on a cart.
The death of a few people in the huge city of Tokyo is really nothing. The place is crowded with people of all kinds!
Hooligans and scoundrels are rampant in the streets and cause trouble. Some idle people set up beauty bureaus, using prostitutes as bait to lure profligate children and take the opportunity to swindle money.
The scoundrels in the capital gathered in Pubo, opened cabinet shops, slaughtered cattle, horses, donkeys, and dogs for food, and sold and minted copper coins for utensils and miscellaneous items. Merchants bought and sold goods, passed off fake goods as genuine goods, and defrauded money. They were denounced by the citizens as thieves in the day.
The emperor's feet are not a clean place. The more years he has served in Kaifeng Mansion, the more Wang Zhen knows about the filth and disasters hidden under the prosperity of Kaifeng Mansion.
But these filth and disasters will not endanger the imperial court, nor will they endanger the supreme being in the palace.
But the appearance of the dead man broke the underground rules. After getting on the carriage, Wang Zhen did not leave immediately. Instead, he wrote down the cause and effect of the matter as quickly as possible and sealed it in a wooden box, sealed it with fire paint, and asked the servants to
Rushed to the waiting hospital.
Looking at the gray sky, I couldn't help but sigh: "Something happened, the sky can't change!"