Outside the city of Chang'an on a rainy night, you couldn't see your fingers; however, as Jiang Tian walked between the rain-soaked buildings, his fur was not wet at all; whether it was the water vapor that filled the sky or the rain that poured down, he was approaching. In an instant, he was deflected by invisible force.
And under the "Induction/Transmission" mode he accidentally activated, the originally dark field of vision turned into vague outlines and lines, intertwined terrain directions, vegetation, earth and rocks, and even objects that were suddenly blown away. The approaching beasts, large and small, reacted with their living bodies escaping in fright.
Of course, he did not use the energy reserve unit just because of a whim, which is almost impossible to replenish in this world; it was just because he was asked by Prince Li Hong for the first time to take action; not only did the progress of the mission scene "Prince's Ambition" increase, but also A new branch line has been opened.
Mission scene: "The big rat, the big rat, can't eat my millet!" This is the new side mission. In other words, after talking to Prince Li Hong and instilling chicken soup for the soul for so long, it's time for Jiang Tian to come up with some means to further prove the great power and existence he represents.
Of course, as the Prince of the Supervisory State, Prince Li Hong had unparalleled authority in Xijing; but he was also under the spotlight, and his every move was watched; whenever there was any sign of abuse of power, or any sign of crossing the line; Some people want to take the opportunity to become famous or contribute.
Therefore, when things develop to a certain level, he cannot let go; he can only let the system run on its own, and at best supervise and spur things; he cannot directly intervene or overstep his authority. But this time it was clear that he had lost patience and trust.
Only then could he take the initiative to entrust Jiang Tian. After all, to him, the binding force and restrictions of the court system, and even the unspoken rules of the long-running bureaucracy, were simply meaningless things. Therefore, when necessary, he can directly point to the essential level of the situation.
For example, there are several major suspects who have been traveling to Chaicao City in the west of the city for a long time, have sufficient transportation capacity, and are related to the Changping Department and the Dongshi Department; after several rounds of investigation and screening by Di Huaiying, although the potential suspects were listed The suspects were ranked, but it also reached a certain stagnation.
In other words, the large-scale money-making business that has been going on for many years in Chang'an City has an owner behind it. At the worst, there are potential backers formed through marriage, alliance, etc.; only in this way can we ensure that the corresponding operators will not be It is constrained and troubled by means other than the table.
However, after reading the case file forwarded by the girl, Jiang Tian focused on the last one, who seemed to be the least suspicious; the one who could almost be ignored. The official title is Taizhong Dafu (from the fourth rank), the eunuch of Shayuan, one of the Bamafang in the capital, and the current pastoral envoy Yan Jinrong.
In other words, most of the packhorses and livestock required for the training camp in Shayuan Prison are all allocated from the stables under his name, which creates an obvious darkness under the light. Moreover, as one of the eight horse houses in the capital, it is not affiliated with the horse administration system of Taipu Temple.
Instead, he was directly ordered by the Ministry of Internal Affairs/Si Gongtai of Ouchi; in a sense, he was ordered by Dongdu to assist Prince Li Hong in his actions. Yan Jinrong's background was not simple either. His sister was Concubine Yan De of Taizong Dynasty and the biological mother of Taizong's eighth son, King Li Zhen of Yue.
She was even a cousin to Wu Zetian, and she was one of the few women in the palace who had a friendly relationship. Therefore, during the reign of Emperor Gaozong, she was highly respected. When he visited Zhaoling, he was enshrined at the table of elders. When he was in Beijing, he often invited her to the palace for gatherings. His son Li Zhen, king of Yue, received far more favors than other kings.
Even in the second year of Linde (665), when Emperor Gaozong went to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen, at Empress Wu's insistence, Concubine Yan took the place of Empress Wu in presiding over the final offering of sacrifices to all the descendants of the past, and together with Empress Wu, she participated as a woman. Participating in the country's highest-level sacrificial ceremony can be described as the ultimate honor and favor.
It was not until July 671 (the second year of Xianheng) that he died of illness in Zhengzhou Chuanshe and was buried with Zhaoling. Therefore, under the influence of Concubine Yan De, Yan Jingrong, the only remaining younger brother of his generation, was awarded the post of Shayuan Supervisor, one of the eight mafangs in the capital, which was a relatively lucrative and leisurely position.
In a sense, among the centrists who are watching in Beijing, his daily words and deeds are also somewhat naturally inclined to the East Palace, and he is one of the objects that can be won over and won over. This time, he also worked hard for the Shayuan Supervisory Exercise and training camp.
However, compared to the problems and suspicions that others have, Yan Jingrong is too clean on the surface; except for the several mule and horse markets he runs in Gyeonggi Province using the resources of the nearby water towers, he is clean in other aspects. It's like, waiting for someone to check at any time.
Therefore, Jiang Tian asked the girl to do the opposite and use the other party's authority and daily behavior to cross-check and deduct one by one. It will be discovered that he actually does not lack opportunities to participate in it, or even to fish in troubled waters. While Jiang Tian was thinking, lights suddenly appeared in the square area ahead.
Behind the high wall of gray tiles washed away by the rain, a hazy courtyard with lush flowers and trees is right in front of you. There are several large and small buildings with swaying lights, scattered at different distances. There were vaguely a number of slaves and maids holding lanterns, walking along the corridor.
Jiang Tian was also prepared. According to the inside information he had already learned, he easily found the main building where Yan Jinrong, the head of the family, lived every day. However, although the lights were lit all night inside, there were people there. Lying under the quilt and sleeping soundly, there were only two women.
Therefore, Jiang Tian retreated to the next best thing and came to the study, small flower hall and treasure room built on the side. He walked around carefully and found nothing. He repeated his old trick and put a lamp on a lamp holder. The candle was tilted, and the silk cover immediately ignited, creating a bright flame.
A moment later, a group of slaves poured out in the rain, shouting and carrying various utensils, crashing into the door to put out the fire. However, Jiang Tian secretly followed an old man with a wrinkled face but hurried steps. After twisting and turning, we arrived at the front hall of the mansion, where a doorway whispered for instructions;
After the other party left again, Jiang Tian naturally found Yan Jinrong, who was the target this time; however, he was sitting on a collapse, wearing only a light gauze robe, and his face was full of emotions all night long. The tiredness accumulated from the pursuit of pleasure and the faint bags under the eyes where day and night are reversed.
And lying on the bed next to him was another person in disheveled clothes. Judging from his chest and Adam's apple, he was clearly a young man. There were also vague old and new scars on his body. Jiang Tian couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eye. Well, these rich and powerful people are really just flowers that hide dirt and evil;
The next moment, I saw Yan Jingrong, who was already over forty years old but still maintained a wealthy and respectable appearance. Suddenly he turned against him and pulled him off. He yelled and pushed him away, and drove him away with bare feet and hair. go out. Wait until the low sobs and begging sounds fade away in the rain.
He sat down again, and after thinking quietly for a moment, he stood up again and went to a flower stand against the wall. However, he didn't admire the flowers or do anything. Instead, he pushed inward. Suddenly, a crack was revealed that could only be passed sideways, and it was a hidden wall.
The space inside the wall is not large, only three steps wide but two feet long. It is filled with rows of drawers and shelves. There are some treasures and ornaments, or hanging items that are obviously from famous artists. The painting scroll; Yan Jingrong went straight to the innermost side and opened the hidden grid on the wall at the end.
Then, he took out a few crumpled letters and sighed meaningfully. It seemed that after thinking about them over and over again, he put them on the candle lit beside him. The moment the fire started, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, his vision turned black and he completely lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Jingrong, whose mind was filled with drowsiness, was instantly awakened by the deafening roar; then, he found that he was on the edge of a huge burning abyss, extending from And coming out of the high platform, the cries above the hustle and bustle echoed below.
There are constantly various grotesque aliens entangled and clinging to the inner wall of the Burning Abyss, waiting eagerly for the edge of the abyss with their teeth and claws open; they are constantly being driven and pushed by soldiers with bull heads and horse faces, holding ferocious and sharp weapons. , naked men, women, and children falling like rain.
Before he could be frightened to death by this scene, Yan Jingrong screamed with all his strength; his throat was strangled by an invisible force, and he watched as he was lifted into the air and lifted to the top of the abyss; at the same time, an omnipresent majestic The voice shouted: "How can unauthorized intruders be allowed in the Burning Fire Hell!"
The next moment, Yan Jingrong was so frightened that he fainted; when he woke up again, he found that he was on the edge of the high platform again; at the same time, the vast and hollow voice asked again: "Where do you wandering souls dare to wander in?" In the underworld, do you want to lose your soul and be wiped out forever?"
At the same time, countless translucent wandering souls with miserable deaths and grotesque shapes quietly appeared around the high platform, and began to scream and wail miserably. Yan Jinrong, who had never been frightened like this before, was already in a state of despair. , in a state of shock, he poured out everything he knew in his life.
After a while, Jiang Tian looked at Yan Jingrong, who had rolled his eyes, salivated, and was slumped on the ground and could only make loud noises; he withdrew the paw on his forehead and gave up further detection and induction. . But the confession I got in this dream was enough.
As a price, there is a high probability that he will become insane and become a cripple with a mental breakdown; he will have no way to provide a solid confession, nor will he be able to testify against more people. Because it was the first time in this world to forcefully fall into a dream, it was inevitable that I would use too much force.
But it was the anonymous letterheads that he wanted to burn on the spur of the moment that were the key. It directly led everything to another aspect that I had never thought of.
