Fortunate Young Gentleman

Party struggle is like fighting against landlords. No one will resort to Wangbang at the beginning.

The conventional way of playing is to move first, and then wait until there are not many cards left in the hand, then blow up to determine the outcome.

The Tang family hired assassins to assassinate the Chu State envoy, and it was Wang Zha who was in Tang Ning's hands.

The Tang family actually wanted to assassinate him back then. Lanlan just suffered an unreasonable disaster, but the government would not care so much. Three years ago, this case had been classified as an assassination of the Chu State mission and a destruction of peace between the two countries.

In the past, the Tang family might have been able to resist the crime of assassinating a friendly envoy at the cost of breaking their muscles and bones, but this time was different from the past. This crime was enough to overthrow the current Tang family.

Tang Ning was reading in the study when Qing'er trotted in and informed him that Marquis Wu Lie was visiting.

Tang Ning asked Qing'er to make the best tea. After Wu Liehou sat down, he asked with a smile, "Are we going to start?"

Tangning nodded and said, "It's time to start."

Wu Liehou rubbed his palms and asked, "Do you need my help?"

In fact, the assassination of the envoy is just one of them. The death of Han Chong, the son of Wu Liehou, can also be traced to the Tang family.

But the bargaining chips in the case of the assassination of the envoy were enough. If Han Chong's case was added to the case, it would undoubtedly be more difficult for the Tang family to turn over, but Wu Liehou himself would not end well because of Tang Jing's case.

Tang Ning smiled and said, "No need, Lord Marquis will just watch."

"Then I'll just watch." Wu Liehou stood up without drinking tea, limped out, and said with a smile: "Although my legs and feet are not strong enough, my eyes can still see clearly..."

…

Wu Liehou walked out of the Tang family, and the other Tang family was shrouded in dark clouds.

Tang Zhao looked at Tang Qi, shook his head and said, "Uncle Han was arrested. I saw with my own eyes that he was sent to the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice."

Tang Qi's eyelids jumped wildly, and he said calmly: "Steward Han will not admit it. The Ministry of Punishment has insufficient evidence. It is impossible to identify him as the murderer of the mission just because he broke an arm."

"It's useless." Tang Zhao shook his head and said: "The Ministry of Punishment has published several books. The "Resolution of Wrongs" used this case as an example to emphasize the importance of preserving evidence. The murderer who assassinated the envoy back then That arm was remade out of clay by a skilled craftsman. Just take it out and compare it to know whether it belongs to Han Bo. The case is also described in detail in "Case Investigation" and "My Years as the Minister of the Ministry of Justice" …”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Tang Qi in surprise and asked, "Dad, have you never read the books in your study?"

The books in the study were bought by servants as a pretense. He had not even looked through them. Tang Qi felt sullen and whispered: "No..."

Tang Zhao murmured in a low voice: "Then you still force me to watch..."

Tang Qi frowned and said, "What did you say?"

Tang Zhao immediately said: "I say, Tangning has pushed our Tang family to this point. If we don't think of a way, the Tang family will be doomed."

Tang Qi took a deep breath, a stern look appeared on his face, and said, "Uncle Han can't stay."

Tang Zhao glanced at him and said: "It's useless even if he's dead. The Ministry of Punishment has physical evidence. Even if he's dead, you can still tell that the arm is his. He can still shift the focus if he's alive. If he's dead, It all depends on what the Ministry of Punishment says..."

Tang Huai walked in from outside, looked at him, and said, "Then what do you think the Tang family should do now?"

Tang Zhao thought for a while and said, "We must find someone to send a message to Uncle Han..."

"How easy is it to go to the Ministry of Punishment and send a message?" Tang Qi glanced at him and asked, "Do you think the Tang family is still the same as it was three years ago?"

When the power of the Tang family was at its peak, none of the three provinces and six ministries had supporters. Let alone spreading a message, even asking the Ministry of Punishment to release someone was just a matter of one sentence. But now, they can't even send a message. arrive.

"Alas..." Tang Zhao sighed, looked at the two of them, and said, "Look, what have you done to the good Tang family..."

"Shut up!" Tang Qi glared at him and said, "Get to the point."

"The King of Hell is easy to see, but the kid is difficult to deal with..." Tang Zhao looked at him and said, "It's just a message, it's not something difficult. Why go to the King of Hell? Doesn't the kid have a mouth?"

…

Capital North District.

The capital is the capital of Chen State. It is prosperous and prosperous. More than half of Chen State's dignitaries gather here. However, no matter how glamorous things are, there is a dark side.

In the capital, most officials and dignitaries live in the southeast, wealthy businessmen generally gather in the west district, and the north district of the capital is populated by people of lower status.

There are prostitutes everywhere here, thieves are everywhere, and no one with any status is willing to appear here.

Xiao Gui is a jailer in the Ministry of Punishment.

He works in the Ministry of Punishment, which is one of the six ministries in charge of law, punishment and prison. People and officials are frightened by this, but not all people who work in the Ministry of Punishment are honorable.

Xiao Gui's father is a jailer, his grandfather is a jailer, and his great-grandfather is also a jailer. If there is no accident, his just-born son, who is only one month old, will also be a jailer in the future.

In the Ministry of Punishment, Lord Shangshu is a powerful figure in the court, and the ministers and ministers all receive national salaries, and even the monthly salaries of the police officers are not low.

Only the jailer, as the lowest-ranking police officer in the Ministry of Punishments, does the most painful and tiring job and gets the least amount of money.

The Prison Prison is different from the prisons in other places. Those who can be locked up here are not ordinary people before entering. Even if they enter because of a crime, the guards must treat them carefully.

Xiao Gui had just emptied the buckets for the prisoners in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. He dragged his tired body down the street, thinking that he would buy his wife some cakes she liked when the Ministry of Justice gave him money tomorrow. It was time to renew the medicine that my mother had stopped taking for half a month. After buying these, there should be a few dozen coins left. He had to save them. If there was any emergency at home, he would be able to deal with it at that time.

He lowered his head and thought about these things. He bumped into someone unexpectedly. When he raised his head, he saw that the other person was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an extraordinary temperament. He was shocked and said hurriedly: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"Is it enough to just say sorry for bumping into me?" The young man had the usual face of a playboy in the capital. He looked at Xiao Gui with disdain, pointed to an alley on the street, waved to the followers behind him, and said: "Take him to the alley over there. I will teach him a lesson today!"

Xiao Gui's face changed drastically, and he said in panic: "Sir, I didn't mean it..."

But the noble young man would never listen to him. As soon as Xiao Gui opened his mouth, he was carried by two followers and walked towards the dark alley.

"Sir, don't..."

"Stop it, stop it!"

"Someone, help me..."

...

Seeing that the man was dragged into the alley by the noble young man's followers, the people on the street took a look and left one after another.

Those who can bring so many followers when going out are people they can't afford to offend. They can only blame the poor man for being careless.

In the dark alley, Xiao Gui knelt on the ground and cried: "Sir, please forgive me. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child..."

The noble young man looked at him and said, "Don't pretend. Your mother just turned fifty this year, and your son is only a month old. Where did you get an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child..."

I didn't expect that this noble young man knew his family situation so well. Xiao Gui was stunned and stopped crying.

The noble young man looked at him and said, "I need your help with something."

The person in front of him was obviously of an extraordinary status. How could he, a small jailer, help with something? Even if there was something, it would probably be a big deal. Xiao Gui's face turned pale and he kowtowed like pounding garlic, saying, "Sir, I have old people and children. Please raise your hand, please..."

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Xiao Gui raised his head and saw a silver ingot in front of him.

This silver ingot was very big. It was the largest silver ingot Xiao Gui had ever seen. It was also a fifty-liang ingot stipulated by the State of Chen.

As a jailer, he had to go without food and drink for ten years to save up the fifty liang of silver.

Xiao Gui raised his head and asked, "Please tell me, sir, what do you need me to do?"

The noble sir smiled and said, "It's nothing big. I just want you to help pass on a message."

It was not an easy task to pass on a message to the prisoner in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. It required great risks. Thinking of his son who was not even a month old, Xiao Gui showed hesitation on his face.

Bang.

Another silver ingot was thrown on the ground, exactly the same size as before.

Xiao Gui picked up two silver ingots, put them in his arms, got up from the ground, and asked: "Sir, what message do you need me to take? To whom? When?"

The young man said: "The prison of the Ministry of Justice, a man with only one arm, the sooner the better."

Xiao Gui raised his head and said: "I remember that the Ministry of Justice seemed to have arrested a man with a broken arm yesterday..."

The young man looked at him and said: "Listen carefully to what I say next..."

...

After a while, the young man looked at him and asked: "Do you remember everything?"

Xiao Gui nodded and said: "I remember everything."

"That's good." The young man looked at him for the last time and said: "I'm leaving..."

"Sir, please stay." Xiao Gui stopped him in time and said: "If you leave like this, people outside may be suspicious..."

The noble man looked at him and asked: "What do you mean..."

"Please beat me up, sir." Xiao Gui pointed to his face, grinned, and said: "Way here."