Dormitories, study rooms, martial arts arenas, mourning halls, gardens, quiet rooms, and even some hidden rooms with secret doors...
The soul is like water, flowing back and forth.
As the saying goes, "Lifting Qi, nourishing body", conversely, people will also affect the environment in which they live.
Observing this palace in such detail is also a way to understand Jiang Wuqi from another angle.
The brightness of the past and the sadness of today are all tied to one person.
One person, one life, one ray of spirit.
Jiang Wang observed very carefully. A peerless person like Jiang Wuqi, whose goal is to discover the truth in one step, must have his own unique understanding of the world. These cognitions may not be unified, but they are certainly worth understanding and learning.
As the saying goes, "When you see good people, think about them all; when you see bad people, think about yourself."
The process of learning more about Jiang Wuqi is also a process of self-enlightenment.
With the help of the red makeup mirror, Jiang Wang barely missed any details.
I saw a lot of valuable information, but I couldn't find any information that might be related to the assassination of Concubine Lei.
Looking at the two green brand bosses who were still busy in front of him, Jiang Wang swallowed a sigh deep in his heart.
He understood that there was another possibility - maybe he had seen the corresponding clues, but he didn't know that it was related to the assassination of Concubine Lei.
After all, he only knew a few words about the major case in Yuanfeng's thirty-eighth year.
Who was involved, who was the most suspected at the time, and why it ended up being an unsolved case... I don’t know at all.
Maybe you didn’t recognize the clues before you, and what you thought before was still a bit naive.
After all, there are specialties in the art industry, so maybe we can only wait for the search results of Lin Youxie or Zheng Shangming...
Jiang Wang glanced aimlessly with the help of the red mirror, and his attention suddenly turned and fell on the screen wall in the front hall.
When Feng Gu saw him off that day, he stopped in front of the screen wall and said a few words. That was also the last exchange between Feng Gu and him.
At that time, Advisor Feng's first words were - "Sir, do you believe His Highness the Eleventh?"
Now that I think about it, does that question have any profound meaning?
Could there be any hidden information where he specifically stopped?
Since Feng Gu hoped that he would supervise the progress of the case in his suicide note, according to common sense, he should have left some clues for himself... just like the knife that Lin Youxie received.
But Jiang Wang recalled it carefully many times and found nothing special.
Feng Gu did reveal what he wanted to do, but the more specific details were not mentioned at all.
Jiang Wang has seen this screen wall several times in and out of the Changsheng Palace. On the back of the screen wall is a very exquisite painting, with the title "Phases of All Living Beings" on the right side.
The signature is "Master of Changsheng Palace".
Jiang Wuqi was proficient in calligraphy, painting, poetry and calligraphy, and left many calligraphy treasures in the palace. Jiang Wang has seen a lot of them. Although he knows a lot about them, to be honest, his ability to appreciate these things is still at the level of applause. It’s hard to say what’s better specifically…
So when I first looked at the painting on the wall, I just glanced at it casually and didn't pay much attention to it. Now cheer up and take a closer look, and you can't help but be amazed.
In this picture, traffickers, soldiers, princes and generals, thousands of people and faces, all are lifelike.
It also has carved railings and painted buildings, and is bustling with traffic. There are dark shadows of distant mountains, deep still water, flowers, birds and green trees, old people and naughty children.
Upon closer inspection, it is true that "one painting captures all living beings".
It’s not just people performing their duties, there are also stories happening in some places.
Those who play and fight, those who hug each other, those who welcome and send off...
For example, in the lower left corner of this mural, there is a clean and well-dressed man. His left index finger taps his ear lightly, and his right hand points to the paper on the table in front of him... It is obvious that he has hearing loss and is asking to communicate with people through text.
The man opposite him, who was talking with his head raised and talking, was wearing patched clothes, his eyes were dull, and he was holding a blind stick in one hand. He was obviously visually impaired...
It is strange and strange for the deaf and the blind to communicate, with the former gesticulating and the latter talking endlessly.
For example, there was a farmer walking on the river bank carrying manure, and people passing by covered their noses.
Only one fisherman held his rod motionless and looked calm...it was obvious that his nose was broken.
Because of this lost sense of smell, he lost some excitement and avoided some troubles.
There are all kinds of things like this.
The more you look at such a mural, the more wonderful it becomes.
It is really wonderful everywhere, as if it describes all "people" and "life".
Along the way, Jiang Wang has seen magnificent waves and ripples in the breeze. He has watched and known many people. The original herringbone sword can see all living beings and evolve all living beings.
In just a few short years after Chaoren, I saw many wonderful things that many people have never seen in their lives.
But it’s only “a few years” after all.
I never dare to say that this Herringbone Sword has been perfected, let alone say that I have seen all the people in the world.
Looking at this painting carefully at this time, it is like going through the painter's experience. In the world constructed by the painter, I have watched thousands of lives... and I have gained a lot.
Zheng Shangming, who was searching the secret notes in every book with secret methods, suddenly turned around in surprise and realized that the terrifying sword intent in Jiang Wang's body was hidden but not revealed, and it had the power to destroy mountains.
He had known for a long time how powerful Jiang Wang was, and he firmly believed that Jiang Qingyang was the number one genius in Qi.
After all, the lessons learned from that encounter in Qian Mashan were profound enough. Since then, Jiang Wang has been making rapid progress. Every time his achievements are reported, it almost makes people speechless. Step by step, he breaks legends and creates history.
But those achievements are far away after all.
Right in front of him, this man punched the door and stood there for a long time. Has his swordsmanship improved?
Is this the ultimate genius?
In the past, there was Jiang Wuqi who suppressed his cultivation progress by drinking medicine, and later there was Jiang Qingyang who realized the sword after standing on guard for a while.
Zheng Shangming looked at the military classic "Nine Essays on Pointing Generals and Eight Methods for Selecting Soldiers" in his hand, and suddenly felt that life was boring.
If one compares talents to generals, I am afraid that Jiang Wang, Jiang Wuqi and others are just generals in one theory, and I might be in five or six theories...
The weight of his gaze instantly touched Jiang Wang. He calmly restrained his sword intent, temporarily let go of his observation of the "Physics of All Living Beings", looked at Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie, who also looked surprised, and asked softly: " Found a clue?"
He almost sent a separate message to ask, but fortunately he was still sober and it didn't lead to an embarrassing situation.
Zheng Shangming shook his head: "There are many doubts about Feng Gu's death, and the clues are scattered. Although we have collected some information, we are not sure whether it is useful. We still need to go back and compare the confessions to confirm... Where is Deputy Ambassador Lin?"
"Absolutely the same as you." Lin Youxie said lightly.
Zheng Shangming asked after deliberation: "Then should we go back first or continue?"
Lin Youxie said: "Go back first, I will test the bowl of medicinal soup."
The inspection of the medicinal decoction can definitely only be carried out in the inspection office. Lin Youxie said that it was impossible for him to do the inspection himself without the supervision of others. Therefore, Zheng Shangming didn't pay much attention and only carefully put the military classics in his hand back far away.
"Then let's go back first and come back tomorrow." He looked at Jiang Wang: "Master Jiang, should you go back first or follow us back to the inspection office? You now have the right to inspect Feng Gu's body, investigate relevant files, and interrogate relevant personnel. "
Jiang Wang looked at these two people, completely unable to tell whether they had gotten the clues they wanted...
That's good, it saves you trouble.
"Go to the inspector's office," he said.
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The carriage was already moving, and the palace door behind it was locked again.
The Changsheng Palace fell into silence.
Jiang Wang was still thinking about the screen wall.
The location of this screen wall is not far from the gate of Changsheng Palace, and the mural was painted by Jiang Wuqi himself. It can certainly represent some of Jiang Wuqi's ideas or tendencies.
Of course, it is very pattern-like to wipe out all sentient beings in one stroke.
But does this "image of all living beings" mean "seeing all living beings and tolerating all living beings"?
Or should we say "To rule all living beings, first know all living beings"?
Do what the princes, generals, ministers, slaves, and lackeys are going through represent Jiang Wuqi's view of the current situation?
Feng Gu stopped here at that time. Is there any mystery?
In such a picture of thousands of people and faces, Jiang Wang silently recalled the stopped figures and observed what they were doing in order to find possible connections.
It's meticulous, lengthy work that's hard to distract from.
The carriage stopped.
"We're here." Zheng Shangming got out of the car first.
Lin Youxie followed closely behind.
The three of them had their own thoughts and had no communication.
Jiang Wang followed them and walked into Beiya again.
Such a yamen with huge power occupies a very large area. Jiang Wang has been here several times, but what he has seen is still very little, and he does not have a complete picture of Beiya.
Today is the first time I saw Beiya Prison——
An iron house stood on bare flat land, with no other buildings around it, and the stone slabs were unobstructed. The iron house itself is just a place where guards verify identities, and the real prison is underground.
Zheng Shangming went to interrogate the maids and eunuchs in the Changsheng Palace, while Lin Youxie went to check the bowl of medicinal soup first.
Jiang Wang didn't follow either of them and went straight to the morgue.
Beiya has a special morgue, not far from Beiya Prison...
Of course, it will inevitably give people a sense of intimidation, as if someone who has been tortured in prison will be taken directly to the morgue.
But in fact, this kind of thing is relatively rare.
Bei Ya has strict review procedures for killings. Anyone who kills indiscriminately today will be a prisoner in Bei Ya prison tomorrow. Anyone who kills someone without orders will be held accountable.
Compared with the Tianlao under the jurisdiction of the watchmen, the prison in Beiya is much gentler.
The maids and eunuchs like the Changsheng Palace are temporarily detained here just to keep the case secret. Once the case is closed, they can go out, so they will basically not be harmed.
Of course, there are also different levels within Beiya Prison, corresponding to different prisoners. The so-called "moderate" is only a relative term.
A deceased person with Feng Gu's status was considered to be of high rank in the Beiya morgue and had the exclusive use of the quiet room.
There is a special guard at the door, and no one is allowed to go in or out without the seal of Beiya.
Even when Jiang Wang went in, there was also a Beiya police officer accompanying him, silently standing in the room, conducting routine supervision.
With all the measures taken, it was very difficult to tamper with Feng Gu's body. It is almost impossible to finish the trick without being discovered by those senior green cards.
A lone sarcophagus stood in the center of the room.
This kind of sarcophagus is extremely precious, so not everyone can use it. The sarcophagus itself is engraved with patterns to prevent the body from decaying and retain the state of death to the greatest extent.
So when Jiang Wang saw Feng Gu, the body had not had time to change.
His body was naked, and there were some very fine knife marks on it. He had been inspected countless times by the green cards.
Jiang Wang recognized that there were several items left by Lin Youxie. He had seen Lin Youxie dissect a corpse with his own eyes and knew her unique technique.
He closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, his left eye had turned red.
In the state of Qianyang Eyes, examine the corpse and capture the details...
The result, of course, was nothing.
No injuries other than neck strangulation marks were found, and no traces of anyone having moved their hands or feet were found.
Jiang Wang originally didn't expect to find anything. After the inspection, he secretly used the memorial technique to see if he could recreate a little bit of Feng Gu's spiritual aura...
But he died completely, his soul was completely dispersed, and no trace was left.
Looking at Feng Gu's still wide-open eyes after his death, Jiang Wang asked in his heart: "Do you know that what you want may never come true?"
There is certainly no answer to this question.
Jiang Wang put away his Qianyang Eyes and turned around to leave.
The green police detective who accompanied Lord Jiang for the autopsy was a middle-aged man in his forties.
Looks very restrained and reliable.
From beginning to end, he was silent.
He waited until Jiang Wang went out, then followed him and walked out quickly.
When passing the sarcophagus, he stretched out his palm and quickly passed over Feng Gu's body. He clenched his hand into a fist, as if he had grabbed something. Following Jiang Wang, he stepped out of the morgue, closed the door and locked it.
There was no fireworks in the whole process, it was as natural as flowing clouds...
It should not be discovered by anyone.
He has such confidence. He lowered his eyes low-key and said nothing.
But what he failed to see was...
Jiang Wang, who was walking out in the corridor, turned his left hand and saw that a small dressing mirror had been quietly put away.
Jiang Wang covered the morgue with red mirrors, originally to help him find possible clues. Look at it yourself and look at it again through the red mirror.
Unexpectedly, I "saw" this interesting scene.
Who is this green-branded police officer who is accompanying him to supervise?
What does the person want to do and what has been done?
Jiang Wang didn't think it was a routine examination of the corpse by Beiya. If it was just an examination, there was no need to be so secretive, and it shouldn't even be hidden from Jiang Wang, the person who went to do the autopsy.
Inspection without supervision is itself unfair.
Jiang Wang walked out calmly.
There is no need to expose it now. If someone comes out to do something like this, it will be easy to cut off the follow-up clues after being exposed. Secondly, even if he observed with a red mirror, he didn't find out what this man did to Feng Gu's body. Even if a commotion breaks out now and this person is caught, he may not be able to seize the "stolen", but will only frighten the snake.
It’s better to wait for the follow-up.
Following the rules, he signed and stamped with the person in charge of the morgue to confirm that he had been to the morgue and completed the inspection of Feng Gu's body.
Then leave.
From beginning to end, Jiang Wang didn't take a second look at the policeman who followed him into the morgue, but he had already firmly remembered this man's face in his heart——
Thick eyebrows, deep eyes, and a big nose.
The eyes look gentle. But that right hand has definitely torn into pieces the hands of many people.
Too stretchy, yet too stable.
