Liu Chengfeng was silent for a moment, and then said to Secretary Wang: "Let's go and take a look at Li Shun."
Secretary Wang nodded and led Liu Chengfeng to a firewood shed in the back office. This firewood shed was guarded by several captains. When he saw Liu Chengfeng coming, he hurriedly asked to come to see him. Liu Chengfeng raised his hand in vain.
He said: "No need to be polite, go and open the woodshed."
The captain quickly unlocked the key, opened the door, walked in first, and shouted to the people inside: "Don't pretend to be dead, the master is here."
After a few kicks and no movement, the captain squatted down, felt Li Shun's breath, and then said in surprise: "Sir, this Li Shun is dead."
"Dead?" Liu Chengfeng was startled. He quickly walked in and asked someone to turn on the lamp. He saw that Li Shun had a bamboo stick stuck in his chest and passed through his chest. Blood was flowing all over the floor.
Dry. His hands were placed on one end of the bamboo stick, and he obviously inserted the bamboo stick into his chest.
"Suicide..." Liu Chengfeng was speechless. At this time, he actually admired Li Shun's toughness. He committed suicide with a bamboo strip from the firewood shed. This man definitely had great courage, and in the process of self-mutilation, he committed suicide.
Zhong actually did not utter a cry, otherwise the captain outside would have opened the wood door and rushed in to stop him. This shows how calmly he faced death.
After such a big incident happened, several captains were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat. They quickly knelt down and said, "Sir, I have not taken good care of you, please forgive me."
Liu Chengfeng had a sullen face and didn't know what he was thinking. Then he scolded and said, "Why are you panicking? Go and wake up those people who are in jail. I have something to ask."
As if they had received an amnesty, the captains rushed to call for people. Because these seconded people were busy with official duties, they only rested in the flower hall in the backyard, and they were called all at once. When several people heard that Li Shun was dead, they also
Startled, he ran over to take a look and inspected Li Shun's body. The leader among them breathed a sigh of relief.
If the cause of Li Shun's death was due to improper torture, they would have to bear the responsibility. They had heard it when they came. This is a big case and there is no room for mistakes, otherwise no one can afford to be held accountable.
, now it seems that the cause of Li Shun's death was self-inflicted, so the relationship was with the school captain who was guarding here, and it had nothing to do with him anyway.
Liu Chengfeng frowned and asked them, "Look, have you ever seen this method of self-mutilation when you were in prison?"
They are all veterans of the prison, and it is common for prisoners to harm themselves. Especially those who can be favored by the town government officials. Some commit suicide in prison in order not to involve others. These few orders
The prison captain checked it out. One of them smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, I have never seen such a way of death. I only heard that some people used poison and Bai Ling committed suicide, but I have never seen anyone use bamboo thorns to commit suicide.
Yes, sir, think about it, how painful would it be to stab your heart with a bamboo thorn? What's more, the bamboo thorn is not sharp, and I'm afraid it won't kill you even if it doesn't last for an hour. But look at Li Shun's face,
He was extremely peaceful when he died. After being a humble servant for so many years, I have never seen someone who committed suicide like this."
Liu Chengfeng was a doctor. In fact, he had noticed this a long time ago and called them in for questioning, just to confirm his thoughts. This Li Shun had withstood a night of torture and could still choose to commit suicide in this way.
And he still remained calm. This man was truly terrifying.
But then again, for a person, unless there is something more terrifying to him than death, then suicide is nothing. But the problem arises again, even if he is afraid of continuing to live, why can he do it?
Die so calmly?
Liu Chengfeng has worked in medicine, so he certainly knows how painful suicide is. But Li Shun's death is really difficult to deal with using common sense.
Liu Chengfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said calmly: "If anyone spreads this matter, they will not have to live. Everyone will still come here for 'interrogation' every day as planned. For us, Li
Shun is dead, but to people outside, Li Shun must live, do you all understand?"
Who dared not agree to Liu Chengfeng's words, so they all said: "I obey."
Liu Chengfeng came out of the woodshed with a cold face, and the official Wang quickly caught up with him, saying as he walked: "Sir, what should we do now?"
Liu Chengfeng sighed: "As soon as Li Shun died, all the clues were lost. Your Majesty, I have issued a military order to find out the cause and effect of this matter. If not..." Liu Chengfeng
He said calmly: "I think it will definitely leave a bad impression in His Majesty's mind. What's more, this case is also related to me. I'm really worried if the person behind it is not found out."
Secretary Wang said: "Your Excellency just asked not to publicize Li Shun's death. Did you want to spread suspicion..."
Liu Chengfeng interrupted him with a smile: "Actually speaking, there are most likely two people behind Li Shun. One is Xiao Jing, the eunuch of the East Factory, and the other is Prince Ning."
Xiao Jing was easy to understand. After all, Li Shun was said to be a handyman of the Si Li Supervisor, and Xiao Jing, the eunuch of the East Factory, was the Bingbi eunuch of the Si Li Supervisor. It was easy to instruct Li Shun. But Prince Ning
…
Secretary Wang took a deep look at Liu Chengfeng and said, "What do you mean, sir, is Li Shun possibly related to the Ming Cult?"
Liu Chengfeng smiled faintly and said: "I didn't say it, but it is true that Prince Ning seems to have some relationship with Mingjiao. It is logical that Prince Ning wants to put me to death. He wants to bribe a eunuch, or in other words, this Li Shun simply
He was a member of the Ming Cult, so his death makes sense. You see, Li Shun was peaceful when he died. Could it be that he really believed in the nonsense of the Ming Cult and believed that it is not possible for people to go to the bliss of the West after death."
Secretary Wang smiled bitterly: "So, what do you want to do, sir?"
Liu Chengfeng said: "What else can we do? Prince Ning and his son are going back to Nanchang Mansion in the next few days, so let's start with him first. Call some people to watch Prince Ning's residence and see what he has there.
If there’s any movement, let’s take a look first and then talk.”
Official Wang responded.
Liu Chengfeng frowned, then went back to the check-in room, asked someone to get a pen and ink, and began to practice calligraphy. Now this calligraphy has become his way to relieve stress. There is something weird about this thing from beginning to end.
, there may not be many people in the capital who can instigate and manipulate the ceremonial supervisors, miscellaneous eunuchs, and those who frame him and want to put him to death. However, Li Shun is dead, and
The way of death was also strange. Liu Chengfeng suddenly remembered something, put down his pen, and immediately called someone over, saying: "Where is Li Shun's place of origin and who is in his family? We must also check it. Don't miss anything.
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Guanglu Temple.
As usual, every early morning someone would go out and ask someone to bring in water from the Bixi Spring outside the city. This spring water was used to make tea for Ning Wang Zhu Jinjun. Zhu Jinjun was an elegant man and was proficient in tea art.
When he arrived in the capital, he heard that the spring water of Bixi Spring was good, so his followers would send him the clear spring dozens of miles away every day.
The officers on duty were now at leisure. They were originally responsible for the daily life of Prince Ning and his son, but they brought many followers from Nanchang Mansion, so they were not allowed to interfere in the daily life and security matters, so they were happy to be at leisure.
However, King Ning's garrison was deployed inside and outside the Guanglu Temple. There were many outposts and hidden sentries. The level of security was so extraordinary that even the firewood man who usually supplied the Guanglu Temple could not help but complain in his heart.
Usually I go in through the back door to put firewood and charcoal, and just say hello to the guards I know well. But now, I have to check all the way, and I don't know how long I was delayed.
The place where Zhu Jinjun lived was called Junzi Pavilion. This Junzi Pavilion was originally just a place to entertain envoys from the vassal. According to the rules, Zhu Jinjun was condescending. However, Zhu Jinjun said that the name was elegant, so he moved here to live.
, but the people in Guanglu Temple disagreed, thinking that Prince Ning liked the secludedness of Junzi Pavilion, because this pavilion was located in the northeast corner, and no one usually came around, and there were trees all around.
No one knows what's going on here unless you get close.
In the Gentleman's Pavilion, Zhu Jinjun finished washing, sat in the flower hall and drank a sip of tea. After a while, Zhu Chenhao came. Zhu Chenhao seemed to be in a hurry when he came in, and he was not polite when he came here.
, sat down directly on the seat at the bottom, and then said: "Father, that person is dead..."
"Dead?" Zhu Jinjun closed his eyes, then smiled faintly and said: "It doesn't matter if you are dead. When people walk on the road, there will inevitably be stumbling stones. If you kick them away, you will not be afraid of falling.
"
Zhu Chenhao said happily: "I just don't know what actions will be taken at the guard station..."
Zhu Jinjun interrupted him and said: "What actions did they take and what does it have to do with me? We will go back to Jiangxi tomorrow. We don't have to worry about the affairs here anymore."
"Father, are you leaving tomorrow?" Zhu Chenhao was stunned for a moment and continued: "Didn't you say how many days you have to wait?"
Zhu Jinjun shook his head and said: "Originally I wanted to stay a little longer, and the palace also wanted to persuade me to stay. But just now my father has asked someone to hand over a farewell memorial. As long as the palace nods, we can set off tomorrow.
This capital is a good place, but my father feels that there is always something strange in the capital, as if something is brewing. Our roots are still in Jiangxi for the time being, so for the sake of safety, we should go back immediately."
Zhu Chenhao chewed on Zhu Jinjun's words and said, "Is it possible that the father is afraid of the Dongchuang Incident?"
Zhu Jinjun snorted coldly from his nasal voice: "So what if the Dong Chuang Incident happens? We are the vassal kings. Without ironclad evidence, no one can do anything to us. Just relax."
Zhu Chenhao wanted to say something else, but Zhu Jinjun just said it, don't ask any more questions."
Zhu Chenhao could only say: "Yes." (To be continued)