Fortunate Young Gentleman

In the Tang Mansion, everyone knew how Tang Huai felt and did not dare to say anything. After expressing condolences, they said a few words of comfort and left in a hurry.

One thing that makes the Tang family different from other wealthy families in the capital is that the main lineage of the Tang family is not prosperous. Among the three brothers, Tang Huai has only one son, and Tang Qi has only one son. Tang Jing's daughter was picked up from outside. of.

Although this can ensure that there will be no fratricide and fight for power, it also has the biggest disadvantage, that is, if the legitimate son dies, a large family will lose an heir.

Of course, it is not difficult to solve this problem. The head of the Tang family has just entered middle age. Although he is no longer as powerful as he was when he was young, he still has the ability to marry a few more concubines and give birth to a few more sons before giving up. of.

If you don't want to take a concubine and you only care about the family, there is no precedent for choosing one from the collateral lineage or the second wife.

Obviously, today's Tang Shangshu, Tang Huai, the head of the Tang family, besides being immersed in the pain of losing his son, also has to consider this issue.

"Brother." Tang Qi came over, looked at Tang Huai, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

The Tang family suffered great changes, and the impact and losses were far greater than fighting with the parties of King Kang's group. In the past two days, everyone in the Tang family was filled with sadness.

Tang Huai's eyes were dull and he said, "Let Zhao'er come back."

Tang Zhao went to Jiangnan a month ago, and if everything went well, it would have only been a few days. However, after Tang Jing's death, among the men in the Tang family, he was the only one who was most qualified to inherit the family. Naturally, he could no longer stay outside at this moment.

Tang Qi looked at Tang Huai for a long time before nodding and saying, "I will send someone to bring him back right now."

Tang Huai was silent for a moment and then asked: "Has the murderer been found?"

Tang Qi shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Tang Huai patted his robe and said, "Let me get ready. I want to enter the palace to meet the saint."

…

Two days had passed, and there were still no clues about Tang Jing's case. Emperor Chen had just reprimanded the Minister of Punishment and the Minister of Dali Temple. Not long after he sat back angrily, a eunuch came forward to report, and Tang Huai, the Minister of Rites, asked to see him.

Hearing Tang Huai's name, Chen Huang had a headache, but he calmed down and said, "Xiang him to come in."

After a while, Tang Huai walked into the palace, knelt down and said, "I beg your Majesty to give Jing'er justice!"

Chen Huang stood up, walked down, helped him up personally, and said, "Don't worry, even without your words, I will get to the bottom of this case."

When he said this, his expression was a bit stern. The prince-in-law he had just chosen was found dead in the street within a few days. This was not only a provocation to the Tang family, but also a provocation to his majesty as emperor.

No matter who killed Tang Huai, he would find him. No matter who was behind it, he would uproot him and never tolerate it!

His face was gloomy, and a bright light suddenly flashed through his mind. He looked at a eunuch behind him and said, "Summon Gongsun Ying to see you."

Not long after, a middle-aged woman walked into the main hall slowly, bowed and said: "Gongsun Ying meets your Majesty!"

Emperor Chen looked at her and asked: "Dali Temple has screened out a dozen of the most suspected criminals, but they all deny the crime. Is there any way you can get them to tell the truth?"

Gongsun Ying raised his head and said, "I can give it a try."

Half an hour later, more than ten prisoners with handcuffs and shackles were escorted from Dali Temple into the palace. After the eldest son of the Tang family was killed, the government arrested many people from Beijing. Most of them were The gangsters with criminal records usually bullied men and women and did some sneaky things. This time, they were all unlucky and suffered a lot in Dali Temple.

Although many people were arrested, no one confessed, and no clues were found. Dali Temple had no choice but to select a dozen people with the highest suspicions to deal with the problem first.

A dozen people were taken to a side hall, and one person was soon taken out.

In a certain palace, Gongsun Ying looked at the prisoner and said, "Untie his shackles."

The prisoner had already received various punishments in Dali Temple and was exhausted. Although the woman in front of him didn't look threatening, the look in her eyes made people shudder.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, but the woman opposite suddenly waved her hand, and a black light shot out from her sleeves. Then, he noticed something seemed to be attached to his face, along his The nostrils were drilled into it.

He covered his face and said in fear: "What is this..."

The next moment, the sound from his throat turned into a scream. He covered his head and rolled on the ground.

Gongsun Ying stepped forward and asked, "Tell me, did you kill the eldest young master of the Tang family?"

The man covered his face and his voice came out from between his fingers: "It's not me, it's not me, please spare me, please spare me!"

Gongsun Ying stood aside and looked at him coldly.

The man held his head, rolled around on the ground, and kept roaring.

"It's not me, it's not me..., I, I have killed people, but I didn't kill the eldest young master of the Tang family. It wasn't me. Please spare me..."

"Spare me, spare me..."

"It feels so uncomfortable, please, please kill me, kill me!"

"Kill me!"

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The prisoner covered his head and rolled around on the ground, getting smaller and smaller, and his voice changed from the initial scream to a suppressed roar. After an unknown period of time, his body twitched a few times and then he stood up. It was motionless and silent.

Gongsun Ying leaned over and looked, then looked back at Chen Huang and said, "Your Majesty, he bit his tongue and committed suicide."

Tang Huai glanced at Gongsun Ying, with a hint of defensiveness deep in his eyes.

Chen Huang looked at the corpse on the ground expressionlessly and said, "Next one."

When the second prisoner was brought into the hall, he walked to the door and saw the body of the previous prisoner being carried in. He turned pale and struggled: "I didn't kill him, I won't go, I won't go..."

He was dragged in by two guards, and not long after, another shrill scream came from the hall.

In the side hall, more than a dozen famous prisoners saw their companions being taken out one by one, but no one came back. The fear in their hearts began to be infinitely amplified, and the atmosphere gradually became turbulent, but they were suppressed by the guards.

In another hall.

One person was curled up, rolling back and forth on the ground, and kept saying: "I killed this person, I killed him, please give me a good time!"

Gongsun Ying asked: "Since you were the one who killed me, where are the clothes and belongings you took away?"

The man's voice trembled: "The money, the money is spent, the clothes are burned..."

Gongsun Ying asked again: "What color clothes is he wearing?"

The man said: "Red, no, white, white, I killed the person, please kill me..."

Gongsun Ying straightened up, looked at Huang Chen, and shook his head.

Under the Gu torture, although many of these people admitted their crimes, they could not bear the pain. They wanted to end it as soon as possible, or simply wanted to die. They were not the real murderers.

During the process, they also asked about some of the serious crimes they had committed in their daily lives that could kill their heads, but they still had nothing to do with Tang Jing's case.

Emperor Chen looked gloomy, covered his mouth and nose, and walked straight out of the hall.

Gongsun Ying glanced at the prisoners who had stopped twitching on the ground, and followed Tang Huai out. These people were incontinent due to the extreme pain. At this moment, there was a strong stench in the palace.

The two young eunuchs' faces turned red from suppressing their emotions, and they couldn't wait to go out, breathing in the fresh air.

In the imperial study room, Chen Huang took a bath and changed his clothes, and felt better. He sat on top, looked at Tang Huai, and said, "You have also seen that these people are not murderers. If you think about it again, Who else has such a motive, and who has such a deep hatred against the Tang family? "

Tang Huai thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to speak out boldly. There are indeed two people who have such a deep hatred against the Tang family..."

[PS: I have something to do in the afternoon. I will write the second update in the evening, before 11 o'clock. 】