Liu Yijin walked out of the palace, and Yuan Shuo was waiting in a carriage: "Sir, shall we go back to the Supervision Department or to the Criminal Department?"
"Has Mengyao and the others made any progress?"
Yuan Shuo shook his head: "We checked all the people, and there was no such person named Huang."
"This is strange. Could it be that the boy is telling lies? But how could he tell lies?"
When Liu Yijin walked into the Criminal Department, several people in charge came over in a hurry.
Mengyao and Lan Yuer sat in the inner room drinking tea and started brainstorming one by one.
"Although there are not many people named Huang, there won't be any in three years. Is our direction fundamentally wrong?
"But we heard it very clearly. That boy was clearly talking about Mr. Huang."
When the two girls saw Liu Yijin walking in, they stood up slowly: "Sir, you are back."
Liu Yijin waved his hand: "Everyone, please sit down. Is there any progress?"
Mengyao sighed and shook his head: "There is no progress at all. We were wondering if what the boy said was right, but we understood it wrong."
Liu Yijin was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"
Mengyao said: "There are so many ethnic minorities in the Daqian Dynasty. There are many different ethnic groups around the imperial capital alone, and the accents of these people are somewhat different."
"So we are wondering whether this Mr. Huang comes here because he cannot speak clearly."
Lan Yuer nodded: "Yes, that is to say, he originally wanted to say Lord Wang or Lord Wang, but because of fear and the blood in his mouth, he said it was Lord Huang?"
Liu Yijin was stunned. In terms of pronunciation, Huang and Wang are indeed very similar, but is this inference a bit too arbitrary?
"We cannot increase the intensity of the interrogation for this reason. After all, it is groundless."
Mengyao frowned deeply: "We screened and found that there are ten adults named Wang in total, but eight of them were resting at home that day, while the other two went shopping with their wives."
"There is alibi."
Lan Yuer nodded: "There are three people with the surname Wang, and they were all working in the Ministry of Justice that day. We have checked all the information of these thirteen people. Four of them were from the time of the late emperor, and the other nine were from after His Majesty came to power. Selected every year.”
"Of these nine people, six were recommended by officials from the capital or specially appointed, while the other three climbed up from the local level step by step."
"It's just that among these thirteen people, one person has no background. He relied on his own efforts to get to where he is today step by step."
"Oh?" Liu Yijin raised his eyebrows: "What is this person's name?"
"Wang Peng!"
Liu Yijin looked at Wang Peng's information: "You are not married at the age of thirty-three?"
"That's right, this man was born in a poor family, and his brother and his sister-in-law raised him. He has worked in the Ministry of Justice for so many years, and his monthly salary is given to his brother."
"He is a grateful person."
Mengyao said: "But on the day of the explosion at the Ministry of Justice, someone saw Wang Peng talking to that boy."
Liu Yijin narrowed his eyes: "Where is Wang Peng now?"
When Liu Yijin saw Wang Peng standing awkwardly in front of him, he smiled and said, "Master Wang, please sit down."
Wang Peng looked nervous: "What do you want from me, sir?"
"It's okay, just chatting casually."
"Did you talk to that boy over at the bombing?"
Wang Peng turned pale and nodded: "Yes, I saw him standing there trembling all over. I thought he was sick, so I asked a few more questions."
"Gone?"
"Sir, I don't dare to say anything nonsense."
Liu Yijin handed over a cup of tea: "I heard that you took your brother and your sister-in-law to live in the imperial capital? Now you also provide the money for your nephew and niece to go to school?"
Wang Peng hurriedly stepped forward and continued: "I am supported by my eldest brother and sister-in-law. Now that I have a salary, I should repay them."
Liu Yijin smiled and said, "What about you? Why haven't you found a woman?"
Wang Peng said awkwardly: "I am just a clerk in the Ministry of Justice. I am busy on weekdays, so this marriage has been postponed again and again."
"If you have the opportunity, you still have to find a suitable one. A man cannot live without a wife, otherwise he will be lonely in his old age."
Wang Peng's expression suddenly softened.
Liu Yijin changed the subject: "What do you think of the explosion at the Ministry of Justice?"
Wang Peng's face turned pale: "Sir, I, I just asked one more question because I saw the poor boy shivering. I don't know anything else."
'I, I really don't know. '
Liu Yijin smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking."
Wang Peng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's His Majesty's favor that I can be in the Ministry of Justice. I'm usually very cautious, so I pay little attention to what's happening around me and don't dare to speculate."
Seeing that Liu Yijin couldn't get anything out of the question, he asked Wang Peng to leave.
Mengyao came out from behind the screen: "What do you think of this person, sir?"
"He seems cautious, but he can take the initiative to care about others. He is not the kind of person he calls a pure person."
Mengyao nodded: "Among these thirteen people, I think the most suspicious person is Wang Peng."
"Oh?" Liu Yijin didn't expect that Mengyao's conclusion would be him: "Then tell me the reason."
"I asked Wolf Guard to investigate this person's reputation. He is withdrawn and a loner, and he has never participated in any drinking bureaus among officials from the Criminal Department. After get off work, he went to his elder brother's house first, and after dinner at his house, he walked back to himself. A place to live and go to bed early.”
"This person is only responsible for his own affairs in the Ministry of Justice. If he has documents, he will copy them. If not, he will sit in his seat and read. He looks flawless, right?"
Liu Yijin nodded: "It can be said that there is no flaw. Logically speaking, we can doubt everyone, except this person."
The corner of Mengyao's mouth curled up, and she gently placed half a piece of paper in front of Liu Yijin: "Sir, please take a look."
Liu Yijin saw a line of poetry written on the crumpled waste paper: The lonely crane in Qingyuan soars upward.
The writing is vigorous and sharp.
Liu Yijin's mind suddenly moved: "Is this written by Wang Peng?"
Mengyao nodded and said: "A person who can write such a poem, do you really think that he is a person who doesn't care about anything?"
"Where did this come from?"
"In the trash can next to Wang Peng's desk."
Liu Yijin couldn't help but look at Mengyao with admiration: "Well done, but how do you know this handwriting is Wang Peng's?"
Mengyao smiled and took out a few more crumpled pieces of paper: "These are all dug out, and although these poems and articles are torn to pieces, it is not difficult to see from the lines of the font that this person has a lot of troubles in his heart."
Liu Yijin snorted: "In that case, let someone keep Wang Peng under surveillance."
"It has been arranged. I have the Wolf Guards monitoring his every move around the clock, including the people he comes in contact with and the places he frequents."
"Well done."
Yuan Shuo hurried in from outside and whispered: "Sir, Yao Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, is here."
Liu Yijin walked out, and Yao Yuan said arrogantly: "Master Liu, King Su asked me to come here and ask you whether it is time for the Supervision Department to lift the ban on Prince Su's Mansion?"
Liu Yijin smiled and said: "This is natural. Your Majesty has decreed that starting from today, the ban on Prince Su's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion will be lifted."
Liu Yijin turned to Yuan Shuo next to him and said, "You arrange for someone to go there, lift the ban on Prince Su's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion, and bring our people back."
In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a group of black-armored iron guards lined up and left, but Liu Yong showed no expression at all after receiving the news.
He gently wrote the last calligraphy and put down the pen: "I can hardly get used to going to court."
Jin Bing, the Minister of Civil Affairs, stood aside with a flattering look on his face: "Your Majesty, if you don't go to court, all kinds of affairs in the court will be piled up there. Some time ago, your Majesty transferred the power of the red batch to the cabinet, but those old princes have He is the master of leisure, who knows the affairs of the court?"
"I think His Majesty is worried."
Liu Yong looked proud: "Since your Majesty came to the throne, you have always wanted to imitate the late emperor's approach, but she is a woman after all, and she cannot establish any prestige at all. How majestic the Supervision Department was before the late emperor, what has become now , It’s just playing the piano randomly!”
Jin Bing glanced around and whispered: "Sir, is that Xikun really a member of Maitreya Buddhism?"
Liu Yong glanced at Jin Bing indifferently, who turned pale and said hurriedly: "I have heard too many rumors in the past few days, so I am curious."
Liu Yong picked up a towel and wiped his hands, then sat down to drink tea: "Isn't it just a matter of the Supervision Department saying whether he is a person of Maitreya Buddhism?"
"My lord, you mean that Xikun was wronged?"
Liu Yong shook his head: "You and I don't know what happened in the prison of the Supervision Department, but after all, the Supervision Department is independent of the Third Division. Originally, with Zhang Bing here, we could still know something, but this Liu When Yinjinyi came on stage, he not only took down Xikun, but he didn’t even know what Zhang Bing is like now.”
"Hey, young man, being too greedy for power is not a good thing."
Jin Bing hurriedly changed the subject: "Sir, many adults know that the ban will be lifted today and want to come and visit your old man."
Liu Yong waved his hand: "No need, go back and tell them that I am fine."
Jin Bing hurriedly resigned.
Liu Yong put the teacup on the table, clapped his hands three times, and a pretty maid came in from the door: "Sir, what are your orders?"
Liu Yong looked stunned for a moment: "Where is Xiaoyue?"
"Back to my lord, Sister Xiaoyue and my wife have gone out to burn incense and worship Buddha."
Liu Yong frowned: "Why are you burning incense at this time!"
Liu Yong hesitated slightly: "Well, it's up to you this time. Go to Yuelai Teahouse on Guxiang Road to find Lan Guiren, and tell her that I have finished my old tea. Ask her if she has any old tea. If so, If so, bring me three taels, if not, just ask for new tea, got it?"
The maid bowed respectfully, turned and left.
Guxiang Road is a road on the left at the end of Xuanwu Street. There are many teahouses and countless workshops on this road. It is a famous place for tea tasting and entertainment in the imperial capital.
There are two most prosperous teahouses on Guxiang Road, and these two are also shops on the opposite side.
At the entrance of Yuelai Tea House, Chun Xia, dressed in white, stood there with a smile and greeted every guest who walked in.
A carriage slowly stopped not far away. The carriage had no decorations and looked very simple. It was inconspicuous among the carriages.
After Chunxia saw this carriage, her expression couldn't help but change slightly.
A maid dressed in silk and satin stepped out of the carriage. The maid glanced at the sign of Yuelai Inn and walked in directly.
When Chunxia saw this strange maid, she couldn't help but frown slightly, because according to the previous agreement, the person who came to get tea every time should be Miss Xiaoyue from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Girl, do you want to buy tea or find someone?"
Chun Xia greeted him with a smile and said with a slight smile.
The maid glanced at her indifferently and said in a cold tone: "I want to find Mr. Lan."
Chunxia's expression moved slightly: "Who are you?"
"I'm from the Prime Minister's Office. Please let Mr. Lan come out. My master said he wants new tea."
"Your master wants new tea?"
Chunxia looked the maid up and down: "Are you sure your master wants new tea?"
The maid's nostrils turned upward, "You are not from Lan Gui. Why are you asking so many questions?"
"Call Mr. Lan out. Don't delay my prime minister's tea. Otherwise, you will never be able to work at Yuelai Teahouse."
Chun Xia's expression suddenly became serious. It seemed that the prime minister had encountered some difficulty this time, otherwise he would not have come up to ask for new tea.
Old tea and new tea are the secret codes they agreed upon, and old tea means everything is business as usual. The new tea means that the prime minister is in trouble and needs help from Maitreya Buddhism.
Chun Xia didn't have time to think too much, the maid in front of her walked directly inside.
Chun Xia's expression changed. He was afraid that the girl would rush in and yell, so he hurriedly stopped her and said, "Girl, are you sure your master wants new tea?"
"Why do you talk so much nonsense? If I said yes, then of course it is."
