"Kill Peng Tianheng? Not bad, not bad." Wu Yong, who was broad, fat, fair and clean, nodded. His tone was slightly surprised but his expression was still indifferent. He blew the water in the tea cup and then raised his head and said, "Just capture him alive. Why?"
Want to kill?"
The man who looked like a middle-aged scholar and was standing aside without a hat said: "He had a secret agent who was female. She was used as a bait by Xie Juan on her own initiative. However, she was caught by Peng Tianheng and ended up being very tragic. Zhang Ning arrested her.
After arriving, he became furious and killed the person with his own hands. I heard that Peng Tianheng died after stabbing him thirty-two times."
"Thirty-two Swords..." Wu Yong almost didn't spill the tea. It sounded like a joke to him so early in the morning, "That woman Xizuo is very miserable. How can she be miserable?"
The hatless staff member said in a straightforward tone: "One of the tips of my breasts was cut off, and my lower body was scorched with a red-hot charcoal stick."
"As expected of someone from the Jinyi Guards." Wu Yong said indifferently, "But just because of this incident, Zhang Ning ignored the overall situation and killed important people. He really needs time and practice..." He turned over the book in front of him.
Letter, "There is no complaint against Xie Juan in the official document submitted. Wasn't it Xie Jun who disobeyed orders and made arbitrary decisions that caused the trouble?"
The staff member said: "This subordinate is not sure."
"Isn't it time that the secret letter from the rebellious party arrived in Beijing?" Wu Yong pondered for a moment, "He did a good job on this matter. It's useless to go through all the trouble to get the letter to us. Only Hu Butang can do it."
Only Bian dared to identify the source. But Zhang Ning sent it to Nanjing first, and we handed it over, so we must get a small share of the credit."
The staff member hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, you have already contributed a lot. Zhang Ning is your subordinate. You can only achieve this by strategizing and presiding over the overall situation."
Wu Yong said: "Young people are to be feared. The mastermind behind the Qin case is Peng Tianheng. As long as the head is put in the box and presented to the emperor, the emperor will be angry and Zhang Ping'an will be promoted."
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As soon as the secret letter was delivered to Hu Butang, he was shocked. The handwriting was so familiar, it seemed to be the handwriting of the former emperor Jianwen! He had to carefully screen and compare the manuscripts left by Emperor Jianwen that needed to be kept secretly. If he added
If several scholars who are proficient in calligraphy work together to judge, the accuracy will be much higher. Things about Jianwen are taboo, and Hu Butang didn't dare to keep them privately, but he had seen them before.
In short, Hu Ying would never dare to conceal this thing. It passed through the hands of several people, and he couldn't hide it... Although he decided to report it as soon as possible, he had a feeling that there would be some trouble.
After meeting the saint, Zhu Di took the paper and looked at it carefully in the direction of the mullioned window, then turned his eyes to Hu Ying standing in the hall: "This handwriting..." After saying this, he stretched out one hand from the sleeve of the dragon robe.
He came out and made a slight movement, and the waiter next to him stepped back towards the door knowingly.
Hu Ying said: "As soon as Wei Chen got the thing, he immediately felt that it was written by him."
March 29, twenty-sixth year. Zhu Di's expression changed slightly, as if he was stung by the date. "He is indeed still alive." Zhu Di murmured. He looked up at the bright window.
Over there, it's like looking at the world outside the palace, imagining that a certain person is in a certain place.
It has been more than twenty years, and there is no news about that person, but he must be thinking about him day and night. He is still alive! In fact, it is not surprising that that person is still alive. He was originally Zhu Di's nephew, a younger generation, if not
If special circumstances occur, he should live longer than himself. However, the youthful appearance at the beginning may have traces of time now.
Hu Ying said carefully: "Whether it is an authentic work or not, it is best to carefully check and compare it."
"Yes." Zhu Di nodded, "I'll let Wang Gou'er bring out something later and you can compare it carefully, but don't let too many people know about it."
"Old minister, I obey the order." Hu Ying bowed.
Zhu Di looked at the words on the paper in his hand again. There were not many words: It was a critical moment. He ordered Peng Tianheng to attract the attention of the puppet eagles regardless of the loss. March 29, twenty-six years... He can now memorize these two lines. , but still read it again word for word.
Big thing? What do they want to do, what can they do? Raise an army to rebel... If they can succeed, they don't have to wait for more than twenty years. If they really want to rebel, Zhu Di feels there is no pressure at all. He has fought for so many years, and Emperor Gao has conquered the country. I led troops at that time, and I am very familiar with battle formations, killing people and setting fires. Are you going to send people to assassinate me? This should be guarded against, and you should surround yourself with people who can trust me.
It was really impossible to guess the reason based on just two lines of words, so Zhu Di said: "Hu Ying, go down and write a secret report. How you got this thing and what happened in detail, tell me clearly."
"Yes, I will ask someone to find out the details first, and then write those things in writing and submit them to the emperor for inspection."
...After returning from the Forbidden City, Hu Butang hurriedly compiled and written a document based on the various reports below. Naturally, the emperor did not have time to read the scattered and fragmented materials slowly, and it was enough for Hu Butang to sort them out and write them down.
At this moment, Yan Ruofei came to the study. Although Hu Butang needed a quiet environment to think, he immediately put his pen on the inkstone when he saw Yan Ruofei coming to the study: Yan Ruofei is not a careless person. There should be something more important to say when you come here.
Sure enough, Yan Ruofei paid his respects and said, "To Mr. Hu, I just got the news about two things."
"Say." Hu Ying stopped everything she was doing.
Yan Ruofei said: "The first thing is that Peng Tianheng, the owner of Peach Blossom Villa, died. Zhang Ping'an killed him, and also arrested several gangsters. The second thing is that there is news about the 'little thing' that Hu Gong represented last time. The secret is It was found that Zhang Pingan is an adopted son."
"Send it to me for a look." Hu Ying reached out and asked for it. It was about the incident at Peach Blossom Villa. He wanted to find out the ins and outs of the incident first, and then he could answer when the emperor asked. He read it and said, " Send the head to the capital and preserve it with ice and salt."
"yes."
"There is no report about Zhang Pingan?" Hu Ying asked after flipping through it a few times.
Yan Ruofei said in a deep voice: "According to Hu Butang's order, I found a close confidant to conduct a secret investigation. No movement was found, and there was no piece of paper to record it. The person who handled the matter only gave oral instructions when he came back."
Hu Ying nodded.
Yan Ruofei said: "Zhang Ping'an asked the county students to recommend him before taking the government examination. Maybe those Shangyuan students didn't know the truth. As for Zhang Pingan's true origin, there was no record of it in his place of birth file. He is the eldest son of Zhang Jiuyin in Shangyuan County. So there was no problem at first. But our people secretly visited several older villagers nearby and finally found out the truth; Zhang Jiuyin's wife was not pregnant more than 20 years ago, and suddenly If you get a son, everyone in the neighborhood will know that you picked him up, but due to changes in housing and population movements, many people who know about it are hard to find for a while.”
"Picked up..." Hu Ying made a casual calculation in her mind, and raised her thick eyebrows slightly. When was it twenty-two years ago? In this era, boys were valued over girls, and there were more abandoned baby girls. A baby boy had no problem but It's not easy to pick up. Could it be that something happened to Zhang Pingan's biological parents? At that time, the civil and military capitals of the Jianwen Dynasty and Manchu Dynasty were in Nanjing. Many families were broken up and people died. It was impossible to rule out that Zhang Pingan was the baby of one of them.
Hu Ying pondered for a long time and said: "Even if there is a problem with his life experience, I should be fine. I just intercepted an important secret message not long ago, and now I have killed a gangster. I won't have anything to do with the gangster."
"Yes." Yan Ruofei responded without expressing his own opinion. He was just describing the matter.
Hu Ying really didn't want to mess with Zhang Ning, because he knew that Zhang Ning was related to Yang Shiqi's daughter. How could the matter between these young men and women be explained clearly? Moreover, Zhang Ning had some friendship with several people in the East Palace, except Yang Shiqi. Yu Qian, others don't know about Lu Zhen, Hu Ying still doesn't know that he and Dong Gong are flirting with each other? In short, it is more troublesome. Maybe it will be bad luck if it comes out. Zhang Ning alone will not be involved too much, it is not serious, but it will offend people anyway. The thing is... When Hu Ying saw Zhu Di today, she felt that the emperor seemed to be older again, and his energy was obviously not as good as last year.
"Don't make this matter public, only a few of us know about it." Hu Ying raised her head and warned, "Zhang Ning is working for me, and if he is fine, it has nothing to do with us. As for this person's imperial examination qualifications, it is listed in his birth file. If there is a problem, it is the negligence of the local officials when they were in office, and it is not our fault."
"Yes." Yan Ruofei said simply.
Hu Ying raised her hand and put it down again, making a lot of trivial and useless movements. Her mind seemed not very stable. He added: "It's just... this person is not quite innocent after all. We need to be on guard to prevent him from being involved in secrets." The credit for the seizure of Peach Blossom Villa should be attributed to Wu Yong as much as possible... But will Yang Shiqi have any objections to me?"
He is a bit indecisive, which is actually Hu Ying's strength and weakness. Over the years, he has always been able to do both things without getting offended. However, it also affects his achievements. Indecisiveness will always lead to missed opportunities.
But soon he no longer had to make his own decision, Zhu Di helped him, leaving him with no choice.
After Hu Ying compiled the memorial and handed it over, Zhu Di soon called for another interview. Zhu Di asked who killed the person, and Hu Ying had to tell Zhang Ning. Wu Yong could not go to Yangzhou to kill people in Nanjing; and then he Asked who intercepted the secret message, Hu Ying mentioned Wu Yong, but in the end she couldn't avoid Zhang Ning.
Zhu Di quickly remembered Zhang Ning and said: "He can achieve results in a short time. This person is capable of getting things done. Give him more power and let him follow the investigation." Find out where that person is!" As he spoke, Zhu Di's tone gradually became more urgent.
The shadow of "that person" has always lingered deep in the emperor's heart, and now the handwriting stimulated him even more. It was as if "that person" was very close, and he could really feel his breath if he closed his eyes.
If Hu Ying had any other options, the emperor had mentioned it himself. It was an imperial edict, so there was no need to worry about it.
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