Su Ziji got out of the car and felt a little sweaty. When he got to the front of the hotel, the man in Tsing Yi wanted to help Su Ziji send the test basket in, but Su Ziji declined.
I'm not a young man who can't carry the basket with my shoulders, so I can just carry it in by myself.
Not to mention, I also saw a somewhat sneaky figure not far away. When this man saw the bullock cart leaving, he came over with a smile.
"You came very quickly." Su Ziji raised his eyebrows and looked at the wild Taoist.
The wild Taoist had sharp eyes. He saw that Su Ziji was in a daze and his face was slightly flushed. He smiled: "Of course I will do my best to handle the matters that the young master has asked me to do. Congratulations to the young master for understanding Yuan."
"You still don't know that there were three groups of people announcing the good news just now, as well as more than ten scholars and new candidates. They only left after hearing that you had not come back yet."
"However, I see that you seem a little haggard. Are you too tired from the provincial exam?"
"Well, it's nothing. I probably had a nightmare just now because I saw someone beaten to death in front of me in Gongyuan." Su Ziji smiled.
The wild Taoist didn't understand Su Ziji's mood, and he was glad in his heart. He was originally a scholar, but he still had no where to go, but now that he is Jieyuan, the title of "master" is genuine. He smiled casually and said: "I studied under him back then. , I asked this question.”
"Master's lineage actually has some inheritance from the court of the Wei Dynasty. It is said that the founder of Wei Dynasty was also possessed by the nightmare. The emperor and the nobles are connected to the world, and he and the gods are the sons of heaven. They are immune to all evils. How could he be possessed by the nightmare?"
"Besides, if ghosts and gods could terrorize people at will, the world would have changed a long time ago, so I ordered someone to investigate."
"It took twenty years and more than a hundred noble people to realize that this was just a mental blockage or too tired. There was no way that ghosts and gods could invade the noble people."
"To put it bluntly, it's just a nightmare." The wild Taoist smiled slightly: "So no matter how noble a person is, no matter how powerful he is, he can't control his dreams, right?"
This explanation was strange, and Su Ziji's face became much better: "Does this mean that it will ruin the job of the magician?"
"It's ruining the job of the divine stick. However, Wei Shizu is an emperor throughout the ages. How can he be controlled by the divine stick?" The wild Taoist said with a smile: "Of course, this theory is only spread among the nobles, and among the people Most people don’t believe it, and instead believe what those witches say.”
These words shocked the wild Taoist himself. Su Ziji laughed when he heard this, and just pondered: "Is it his own mental blockage just now?"
But those who want to kill themselves, let alone the eunuch who kills them with a stick, will not be upset even if they kill themselves. Why do they have this dream?
Or maybe he is a piece of shit, a fake, not a noble person?
"Let's talk after you come in."
The outside of the hotel is not a place for talking, and the wild Taoist people are a bit eye-catching, so Su Ziji greeted him and followed him.
Entering the small courtyard, although it was drizzling, it was still clean inside. Su Ziji felt even more satisfied, and saw Ye Buhui welcoming him out happily, but his face was a little pale and he coughed repeatedly.
"What's wrong? Are you still not sleeping well?" Su Ziji asked quickly. Ever since Ye Weihan was killed in front of her that night, she had suffered from heart palpitations and insomnia. She had also seen a doctor, but she could not be cured.
The doctor said privately: "This is a pain in the neck and needs to be recuperated."
Su Ziji couldn't help it, so he could only be more considerate.
Ye Buhui glanced at them and said, "It's okay, I just have a slight cough. I've taken pills. The shop owner has treated me just now. Since you haven't come back, I'll put it aside for now. I'll go find the waiter in front."
When Ye Buhui went out, the wild Taoist was obviously more comfortable and immediately reported: "Sir, the matter of the ancestral tomb has been completed. The list you asked me to check last time has also been completed."
The feng shui matter didn't matter, the list of things that could be investigated shocked the wild Taoist. Just now he was worried about what happened in front of the mistress, so Su Ziji asked if he wanted to speak directly.
After learning the art of slaying dragons, I want to assist a wise master, but if the wise master is greedy for women and does not understand the priorities, he will surely disappoint the wild Taoists.
Unexpectedly, Su Ziji didn't need to say anything. This matron, who was just the daughter of the owner of the bookstore, was so transparent that she found an excuse to avoid it and gave her room to talk.
This made the wild Taoist feel more and more that his choice was right. Regardless of whether Su Ziji would mention this to Ye Buhui after he left, at least at this moment, he gave him the respect he wanted.
So, when Su Ziji sat down and asked about the results of his investigation, the wild Taoist did not hide anything and carefully explained the Feng Shui in Jinggao County.
After all, Su Ziji was not the real Su family, so he just listened and said: "You will handle this matter, and I will give you the money - where is the list?"
"Here!" This was what the wild Taoist had been investigating for months. At this moment, he glanced around, took out a document from his arms and handed it over.
There are seven names in the list, which is exactly the list given by Ye Weihan before he died.
"Sir, I only found out two of the people here, and they are all in the province." The wild Taoist said, seeming a little ashamed.
"They're both pretty good." Su Ziji said. He picked it up and looked at it. He saw that it was full of small characters and the file was very complete. He was very satisfied.
There was no Internet in this era, and it would take several months to send a message, and official files were not accessible to ordinary people.
To be honest, Su Ziji secretly admired the fact that the wild Taoist could detect this level in a few months, and felt that this person did have some genius.
"Shang Youming is a martial artist. He was originally promoted to the fourth rank. However, he committed a crime and was demoted three levels in a row. He was only demoted to the fifth rank. He contracted a serious illness and had to return home. He wanted to recover and then serve as an official. However, I heard that he was I can’t afford to be sick, I’m almost dying.”
"As for Huang Liangping, he is the prefect of our Shuanghua Prefecture. The young master has met him before." The wild Taoist said carefully. There are records of the years and times in which he was an official in the file. Although it is simple, it took him a lot of effort. , and even took risks.
"It turns out that Huang Liangping is our prefect. I thought he had the same name."
Su Ziji did not look at the future, but at the past. Indeed, both of them had served as officials in Beijing.
The time also matches. According to the records, Shang Youming served as the Right Guard Commander in the Prince's Mansion. Although the Right Guard Commander was in name only, he only commanded fifty armored soldiers to protect the Crown Prince. However, this was also a very close position and his official rank was in the fifth rank.
Later, he was promoted to the fourth rank, but after only one year, he was demoted to the fifth rank, which was one level lower than before. No wonder he got sick and returned to his hometown.
As for Huang Liangping, he was a second-ranked Jinshi. He entered the Imperial Academy and was elected as a scholar. He did not hold a position in the prince's palace. However, it is said that he was summoned by the prince many times and now became the prefect.
Being a fifth-rank magistrate and chief official of a first-level government is very valuable, but for ordinary people, for second-ranked Jinshi, they should have prospered and prospered even after they entered the Hanlin Academy and were selected as Shujishi.
Now he is suspected of framing the prince and creating an unjust case to please the big boss. It is really a travesty that he is still only in the fifth rank.
When Su Ziji heard this, he sneered: "I didn't expect that the seller's pursuit of glory is nothing more than this."
The wild Taoist was a man who had learned the art of slaying dragons. When Su Ziji sent him to investigate, he felt that this move was mysterious. The more he investigated, the less he could see through it.
Now when I heard Su Ziji say this, I immediately realized that there must be something big going on here.
Seller?
For these two court officials, who can be called the Lord?
Just thinking about it, the wild Taoist shuddered, but Su Ziji didn't say anything, so he naturally didn't dare to ask.
